"In just half a minute, the wound on the body that needs to be stitched up has been completed, and the report is made!"

Jiang Fan glanced at the audience and asked.

"Report!"

At this time, a special soldier familiar to Jiang Fan raised his hand and shouted.

Jiang Fan saw that it was actually the medical soldier of the red blood cell group, Shi Dalong, Long Long!

Jiang Fan walked over.

"Chief instructor, you see, I've sewed it."

Long Long smiled and showed Jiang Fan a wound on his arm and a wound on his thigh.

Jiang Fan just glanced at it, and said calmly: "You also call it stitching?" ”

Everyone was shocked.

Isn't that still stitching?

When Long Long heard this, his face also turned red.

"Long Long, you are also a military doctor, from the doctor's point of view, what is the probability that the wound will be easily torn again with such sutures?"

Jiang Fan asked.

Long Long smiled embarrassedly: "This ...... Forty percent. ”

"Yes, it seems that you did not deceive me."

Jiang Fan approached him slightly, smiled and asked, "Then you said it yourself, is this kind of suture qualified?" ”

Long Long smiled flatteringly: "What, chief instructor, you also said that the battlefield environment, we also have to consider the actual situation, this can't be compared with the hospital, right?" ”

Jiang Fan said: "It is because the battlefield environment is complex and changeable, if the wound cannot be treated in time, resulting in secondary dehiscence and infection, it is more serious than before not suturing and bandaging." That's why I'm so strict with you! ”

"My requirement is that after the stitches, the chance of a second tear should be less than 10 percent! So now, take your stitches off for me! ”

The smile on Long Long's face instantly stiffened.

Nima, isn't it?

Directly dismantled it?

Elder brother!

My dear brother!

You're trying to kill me!

I just stitched it up with tears in my eyes, and in less than ten minutes, you told me to tear the threads off.

Do you know that if you say this, I will have to endure more pain than when I am stitched up!

Jiang Fan continued: "Like everyone else, everything that is stitched up will be ripped off for me. Continue to the next round of half-minute stitching! My requirement is that within half a minute, it must be completed, and the stitching effect must be good! Otherwise, just sew and tear it for me! Sew me until I pass it! ”

At this time, all the special forces participating in the training were not calm.

Nima, this is pouring salt into their wounds!

Even those instructors were frightened by Jiang Fan's harshness and cruelty.

This kind of practice really makes people collapse!

Jiang Fan glanced at everyone, "It's still the same sentence, if you can't help it, if you want to quit, you can do it at any time!" ”

After speaking, Jiang Fan looked at the high school team, "Let's start!" ”

"Yes!"

The high school team took a deep breath and picked up the horn.

Even he, a veteran instructor, couldn't help but sigh at Jiang Fan's boldness.

He asked himself, if he were to be the chief instructor, he really couldn't do Jiang Fan's way.

"Give you twenty seconds to tear off all the threads that have been stitched up! All instructors go up and check! ”

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

The special forces and the instructors who participated in the training went up one after another, flashlights, and began to check on them.

The special forces participating in the training all gasped for air, and their facial features were twisted to pull out the wounds, not to mention how sour the feeling was.

Half a minute later.

"Unqualified! Tear it down! ”

"What are you sewing here? Praying mantis can climb in and get a good night's sleep! Tear it down! ”

"Is the turtle a relative of yours? So slow? Dismantle! ”

Jiang Fan and the high school team, He Chenguang, and Ye Cunxin were responsible for checking their stitching standards, and if it didn't work, they would all be ripped off and start again.

The special forces participating in the training were really miserable.

What's the difference between this and having yourself take a knife and stab the same wound back and forth?

Damn!

After nearly an hour of tossing back and forth, it finally ended.

At this time, it was already half past two in the morning.

All the special forces participating in the training have been tortured to the point of being a little confused.

Crazy physical training, crazy fear training, crazy resistance training, crazy pain resistance training, all of this, Jiang Fan forced them to the limit of their physical and mental strength.

"Bring it back."

Finally, in the expectant eyes of the special forces participating in the training, Jiang Fan waved his hand and finally said the words to let them go back to rest.

These special forces breathed a sigh of relief.

If they continue to practice like this, they will have to die suddenly.

"Whew!"

On the side of the instructor's lounge, the instructors also breathed a sigh of relief.

Nima, these special forces participating in the training are suffering unimaginably, and their instructors are no better off.

It's just a double torture of psychology and spirit.

They all doubted whether they were special forces or those inhumane killer instructors abroad.

"I said chief instructor, you are really not afraid of training people to death if you train like this?"

Lei Zhan Chong Jiang Fan said: "I saw several special forces just now, and they are basically on the verge of collapse. ”

"Me too."

The little bee said with palpitations: "Damn, I have never seen such bloody and brutal training in my life. Putting aside the scene of prostrate in a low position, the alcohol in the back, whipping, and stitching up the wounds...... Nima, I looked at the cold back and sweaty forehead, for fear that someone would not be able to bear it and die suddenly. ”

Other instructors also said that this is really not human.

In the entire Huaxia army, it is estimated that only Jiang Fan dares to practice like this.

"You have been a special forces soldier for so long, haven't you ever practiced to die?"

Jiang Fan sat on the chair, stretched, and asked with a smile.

"Of course I've practiced to death."

"But it was very normal training. If we had practiced like you before, I don't know how high the mortality rate would be. You're the only one who dares to play like that. ”

The other instructors all nodded in agreement.

"You are training regular scouts to become special forces, and I am training special forces, and the intensity requirements are naturally incomparable."

Jiang Fan said: "Although, I don't know what the specific standards of the elite special forces are. But, after training in the purgatory training camp, I think, at the very least, that we should have the overall military quality of the members of the Wolf Warriors, to reach their level, right? ”

"What kind of level is that?"

The high school team and others are a little curious.

They hadn't fought elite special forces, and they hadn't been to purgatory training camps.

Jiang Fan smiled: "It's very simple. Any command I command can be reflexively executed as soon as possible. Without fear of any fear and pain, just like today's low posture, I said that at the beginning, you must use all your strength to crawl over as fast as possible, and you must not give birth to a little fear and timidity in your heart. ”