"Boss, no...... Aren't you in pain at all? ”

Jack, who was already numb with pain, asked Chong Jiangfan, who was trembling.

The others also looked at Jiang Fan with incredulous expressions.

Just now, they also saw with their own eyes how Jiang Fan cut himself.

It can be said that the knife wounds on Jiang Fan's body are not much less than them.

But these people, one by one, are in pain to death.

Jiang Fan was good, but he didn't react at all.

If they hadn't soaked in it, they all wondered if they were soaking in the alcohol pool.

"It hurts." Jiang Fan nodded.

The crowd sprayed on the spot.

Why do you call it pain?

Is your flat tone and calm expression the way pain should be?

Look at us, that's what hurts, right?

Jiang Fan said leisurely: "When you have endured pain ten times and a hundred times more painful than this before, you know that this kind of pain is just a small pain, and you can easily get through it at any time." ”

When saving people, Jiang Fan was burned by the fire for a long time, and he still rescued everyone without saying a word.

Even during the subsequent rehabilitation treatment, for a month, I was in a painful feeling.

The disinfection of wounds by these alcohols is really pediatric for him.

Jack: They hadn't seen the horrible burn scars on Jiang Fan's body, and they didn't quite understand the pain Jiang Fan was talking about.

After all, for them, there is no pain compared to what it is now.

But He Chenguang, Xiao Long, and Yang Rui knew that Jiang Fan had experienced before, and they were all silent.

Except for Jiang Fan, no one could bear the severe pain of such a burning fire.

On the shore, Sean and Wu Long also sighed in their hearts.

They have all seen Jiang Fan's body and skin, experienced such a burning fire, and can survive with today's strength, and it can be imagined what kind of horror and suffering Jiang Fan experienced in the past.

Thinking of this, they could also understand why Jiang Fan was able to face these pains so calmly.

"088, Pain Training, Full Marks."

Sean said to Wu Long.

Wu Long nodded and quickly recorded Jiang Fan's results.

Looking at the scores of various subjects in Jiang Fan's file, Wu Long was also amazed in his heart.

"What's wrong?"

Sean asked.

Wu Long said with a wry smile: "Up to now, we have conducted training assessments for them in seven subjects, island jungle crossing, armed swimming, beach physical running, 400-meter obstacle run, cold resistance training, crossfire and now pain resistance training, these 088 are all full marks." ”

"So far, no one has ever scored a perfect score in these seven subjects, and even 90 points is very rare! But this 088 is full of marks at one time. It's incredible! ”

Sean also sighed: "This kid is indeed extraordinary!" Perhaps, he can really become the most powerful warrior in the history of our Purgatory! ”

Wu Long nodded, the feeling Jiang Fan gave him was also like this.

Little by little, time passed.

All the special forces in the alcohol pool are holding on to death.

This pain is not only from physical torture, but also from mental torture!

Now every second, they feel like they're living like years.

Unlike them, Jiang Fan seemed very relaxed, like a nobody, just sitting there quietly, closing his eyes, and recuperating.

Those who don't know still think that he is going to meditate and ascend to heaven.

And in the process, a few special forces finally couldn't help it and chose to give up.

Finally, a sharp whistle sounded, and Wu Long's cold cheer sounded in the audience: "Everyone, go ashore and stitch up your wounds!" ”

Wow!

As soon as the voice came out, all the special forces went crazy and quickly climbed to the shore.

On the shore, these special forces gasped for breath one by one, their faces were as white as paper, and their whole bodies were trembling!

In the end, Jiang Fan slowly opened his eyes and walked up.

At this time, several instructors began to come over with military suture needles and bandages, and each of them threw a set.

"I sutured and bandaged all the wounds on my body that needed to be stitched. Remember, I'm talking about stitching yourself! Mutual and no help is allowed! Otherwise, 50 points will be deducted! Make a sound, deduct 10 points! Wu Long said expressionlessly.

What the?!

Sew it yourself?!

Everyone was stunned.

Now, they were all in pain, and their hands were shaking.

There are so many wounds on their bodies, and they have to stitch and bandage them by themselves, which is another pain for them!

Everyone knows that if you stitch a wound yourself and someone else stitches it up for you, all the mental pressure you receive is the same.

Just as someone else slashes you with a knife, the latter challenges your courage even more with a knife.

"Hurry up! Why are you still stunned? Sean shouted: "On the battlefield, if you suffer so badly, without support, will you let the wounds rot like this because of the pain?" What about your mission? What about life? ”

"Give you five minutes to stitch up all of your wounds! Check that there are no problems with us and then bandage us! If the stitching is not qualified, I will dismantle it and re-stitch it! ”

"Yes!"

When these special forces heard this, they could only bite the bullet and pick up needles and threads.

"Give them some more spice!"

Sean shouted.

Suddenly, one by one, the instructors began to take the sprinkler heads and spray them into the air.

Caught off guard, several special forces suddenly let out a scream.

Because it's not water that's squirting, it's cold alcohol!

"Bastard! These bastards want to kill us! ”

One by one, the special forces couldn't help but curse in their hearts.

But scolding and scolding, they still had to endure the pain and continue to thread the needle and thread, and began to stitch up the wounds on their bodies little by little.

Those special forces who hadn't done it yet, looked at their partners beside them, holding needles, and inserting them one by one under the valgus wound on their bodies, and suddenly felt extremely cold in their backs.

And Jiang Fan's side is also rapidly inserting and pulling.

Less than half a minute.

"Report! I'm done stitching. Jiang Fan stood up and raised his hand and shouted.

Sean: "??? ”

Wu Long: "??? ”

Others: "??? ”

Are you making dumplings?

It's only been a long time!

The ten stab wounds on your body were all stitched up?

Are you kidding?

Bang bang bang......

The sound of Sean and Wu Long's boots stomping on the ground was heard.

The two quickly walked up to Jiang Fan and took a closer look at Jiang Fan's wound stitches.

Perfect!

One stitch and one thread, the distance is just right!

In this case, it is unprecedented in this purgatory training camp to be able to suture and treat the wound so quickly!

Sean was shocked inside.

After a long time, this was learned from Wu Longdao: "088, battlefield self-first aid results, full marks!" ”