Chapter 200: Fear of Death Is Everyone's Instinct (Part 1)

After making sure that the head was fine, Zhang Yan and Sun Bingyu took off the equipment on the wounded, washed their hands with water, and tore the clothes on the wounded's buttocks. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

When he saw the blood flowing from the wounded's buttocks, Zhang Yan let out a long breath and said, "It's not a big deal, it is estimated that it is a skin injury!" ”

"We can't deal with this, the hygienist of the base guard company is a two-knife, and he can see a fever and cold, we have to send it to Shancheng, where there is a hospital in the military region."

Sun Bingyu made a decision at the first time, the wounded were gunshot wounds and had to be sent to a major hospital.

"Okay, hurry up and cover this kid's ass, don't be ashamed, you have to get tetanus when you get to the hospital with your bare butt, the wind in the mountains is hard!"

Looking at Zhang Yan and Sun Bingyu chatting calmly, Zhang Ye hurriedly covered the wounded with his bare buttocks, although it was not a major injury, but it was a gunshot wound after all, and tetanus was fatal!

As soon as Zhang Yan and the three of them made a decision, Lao Liu and Lin Zhongxin, two old guys, ran over.

Seeing Lao Liu's figure, Zhang Yan couldn't help but smile bitterly, this time the rookie was injured, and it was Zhang Yan who shot him, so he had to take responsibility.

Lao Liu ran to the wounded's side, bent down to look at the wounded's buttocks, and asked, "How is the situation?" ”

"We need to be sent to the hospital, and we don't have anyone from the health team here to follow us, so we can't solve it."

Sun Bingyu looked at the wounded with a worried expression, and the eyebrows on Bing Cube's face were twisted into pimples.

Zhang Yan said to Lao Liu: "The wounded are not seriously injured, it is too late to rush to the military hospital in Shancheng, it is me who shot this time, and I bear the main responsibility!" ”

"Okay, now is not the time to hold those responsible, treat the wounded immediately."

Lao Liu interrupted Zhang Yan's words with a wave of his hand, he turned his head and said to Zhang Ye: "You go and inform the guard company, prepare vehicles and stretchers, and send the wounded to the hospital." ”

"Yes!"

Zhang Ye immediately got up and ran to the company headquarters of the base guard company, where there was a field ambulance.

Lao Liu continued: "Zhang Yan, let the two medical school interns in your platoon come over, now the two of them are the most professional, call them to send them to the hospital together." ”

"Yes!"

Zhang Yan agreed, immediately got up from the ground, turned around and ran towards the queue of three rows.

Zhang Bohan and Sun Qingrui both came to the Military Medical University for internships, and when they were nervous just now, Zhang Yan forgot about these two professionals.

Zhang Yan couldn't wait to give himself two slaps, and he dropped the chain at the critical moment, what kind of thing is this!

In front of the third row of the team, Fan Zimo and Wang Haoran were comforting the rookies who were in turmoil, Zhang Yan ran directly to the end of the team, pulled out Zhang Bohan and Sun Qingrui and ran.

"Hey, instructor, what are you pulling us for?"

Sun Qingrui shouted, and staggered forward with Zhang Yan, with an unnatural pink on her face.

Zhang Yan said without looking back: "Now a rookie has been shot, the two of you are professionals in medical school, hurry up, follow me to the hospital." ”

"Ah, isn't it, someone really got shot?" Sun Qingrui was startled and quickly covered her mouth with her left hand.

It's true that she is from a medical university, but she has never dealt with a gunshot wound!

As soon as Sun Qingrui heard that she was going to go to the hospital with her, her face immediately turned into a pitiful look, and she muttered in a low voice: "Instructor, I'm not a surgeon, I'm a psychology department, I can't deal with gunshot wounds!" ”

"What!"

Hearing Sun Qingrui's words, Zhang Yan seemed to have been struck by lightning, and immediately stopped and stood on the spot!

"You're not a surgeon, why are you from the psychology department coming to the special operations team!"

Zhang Yan's eyes were red, and he had an urge to kill, what did his superiors want to do? Do you want a rookie from the psychology department to come to the special forces and turn the special forces into psychopaths?

"Instructor, I'm studying surgery, let's go."

Zhang Bohan suddenly spoke, and hearing her calm tone, Zhang Yan was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses.

After experiencing ups and downs, no one feels good, and it is so difficult to find a doctor!

When Zhang Yan pulled Zhang Bohan and Sun Qingrui to run to the wounded, Zhang Ye had already rushed over in the field ambulance of the base in the distance.

Lao Liu said to Zhang Bohan: "Check the situation immediately and do emergency treatment." ”

"Yes!"

Zhang Bohan didn't care about talking nonsense, and immediately squatted on the ground to check the injuries of the wounded, and Sun Qingrui stood next to him a little at a loss.

After checking the condition of the wounded, Zhang Bohan stood up and said to Lao Liu: "The situation is not serious, just abrasions, go to the hospital to stitch up the wound, and take some medicine to recuperate for a while!" ”

Lao Liu nodded, his face that had been tense finally relaxed, the ambulance stopped on the edge of the training ground with a "z", and Zhang Ye jumped out of the car with the guard company commander Wang.

Lao Liu glanced around the scene and said to Zhang Yan: "Zhang Yan, you take two trainees to escort the wounded to the nearest military hospital, and Hou Xiaosong drives." ”

"Sun Bingyu, you and Zhang Ye will stay, and the troops will continue to train!"

"Yes!"

After listening to Lao Liu's order, Zhang Ye and Company Commander Wang quickly carried the wounded on a stretcher and put them in the ambulance, and Zhang Bohan and Sun Qingrui also followed the wounded into the car.

Sun Bingyu patted Zhang Yan on the shoulder and said heavily: "I'll leave it to you, take care of him." ”

"Don't worry." Zhang Yan nodded to Sun Bingyu and boarded the ambulance.

Hou Xiaosong, the leader of Liu's squad, quickly took off the equipment, handed it to Wu Rui, and rushed to the cab with a few quick steps.

Hou Xiaosong is a special driving instructor in this training camp, familiar with the driving of various military vehicles and special vehicles, once served as a training instructor in the training brigade for three years, and also ran the "road to death" Sichuan-Tibet line.

Driving a modified ambulance with a truck chassis on a mountain road, he is the most suitable driver for him.

In the carriage, the wounded were fixed on stretchers to prevent them from falling off due to the bumps in the mountain, causing secondary injuries.

Zhang Bohan took out anti-inflammatory drugs and gauze from the medical kit and gave the wounded an emergency bandage and wound cleaning.

After dealing with the wounded, the carriage suddenly became quiet, and Sun Qingrui couldn't help, so she sat in a corner of the carriage alone and looked at the wounded lying on the stretcher in a daze.

After Zhang Bohan finished dealing with the wounded, he handed over the bottle of infusion for the wounded to Zhang Yan, and also leaned on the side of the carriage to start.

For a while, only the "humming" of the wounded remained in the carriage.

"Squad Leader Zhang, I hurt!"

The wounded had an infusion needle in his left hand, but his right hand always wanted to touch his buttocks, and when he heard the voice of the wounded, Zhang Yan remembered that the rookie's voice was a little familiar.

Zhang Yan hung the infusion bottle on the carriage, then bent down and raised the wounded's head to take a closer look, and immediately widened his eyes, revealing an incredible look.

"Damn, isn't that extraordinary?"

"Ah, no, Ye Fan!"

After the muddy water on the wounded's face was cleaned up, Zhang Yan didn't look at the wounded carefully, and now when he saw that it was an acquaintance, he immediately screamed.

"Squad leader, it's me!"

Ye Fan looked up at Zhang Yan pitifully on the stretcher, his eyes were full of mist, and he looked like he was about to cry.

Zhang Yan came back from his surprise and said to Ye Fan: "Okay, your kid's ass is quite big, this can hit you." ”

"Squad leader, am I going to die?"

In the carriage, Zhang Yan laughed as soon as he saw that he was an acquaintance; Ye Fan was pitiful and almost cried, afraid that he would die.

The stark contrast between the two became the most straightforward irony in the eyes of the two female soldiers.

Zhang Yan slapped Ye Fan's ass with a "snap" with his left hand, and said loudly: "Don't worry, you kid can't die, just scratch a little skin, die a fart!" ”

"Your kid isn't married yet, do you have a girlfriend? Think about your family, it's fine, what are you afraid of! ”

"We are soldiers, don't we shed blood, sweat and tears!"

Zhang Yan chattered in Ye Fan's ear, but he didn't want Ye Fan to cry suddenly.

"Woooooooooo......oo Instructor, I'm not married,...... Woo woo, I miss my mom! ”

"I don't want to die!"

Listening to Ye Fan's intermittent crying, Zhang Yan's heart was also uncomfortable.

They are all human beings, and they will all die, and Ye Fan's current performance is very normal.

Fear of death is everyone's instinct!

Zhang Yan originally wanted to encourage and comfort Ye Fan, but suddenly he didn't know how to speak, Ye Fan was just a rookie who had just arrived at the base for two days, and he would not find a reason for himself to survive like a trained soldier.

Every wounded person needs to find a reason for himself to survive and persevere, and only when he has confidence in his heart can he have hope to live.

The cry of "woo" in the carriage continued, and Zhang Bohan, who was leaning on the side, suddenly sat up straight and said to Ye Fan: "Ye Fan, I look down on you!" ”

"You're a man, you can't stand it even if you scratch a little skin, the instructor is right, you're a scumbag!"

Zhang Bohan's words made Zhang Yan stunned, he never thought that Zhang Bohan would say such a thing.

After Zhang Bohan finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to Ye Fan, but leaned on the side of the carriage alone and continued to be in a daze.

Ye Fan snorted a few times, and then stopped crying, maybe as a man, crying in front of a woman made him feel very shameless.

Zhang Yan turned around and opened the window between the carriage and the cab, looked outside, and the picture that caught his eyes was already a high-rise building in the urban area.

Hou Xiaosong drove really fast and steadily, and when he came out of the mountains all the way, the people in the carriage did not feel the bumps.

After entering the city, Hou Xiaosong turned on the police lights on the roof of the ambulance, and the ambulance passed through the streets on the roads in the city, ran through the red lights, and finally went to the Affiliated Hospital of the Third Army in Shancheng City under the leadership of two traffic policemen.

Zhang Yan and Hou Xiaosong carried Ye Fan to the operating room of the hospital on a stretcher, and the two of them guarded outside the operating room with exhaustion.

After waiting for a while, the leaders of the hospital actually ran to the operating room, which made Zhang Yan and Hou Xiaosong curious.

After the explanation of the hospital leaders, Zhang Yan understood what was going on.

This time, Zhang Yan and his men rushed into the hospital in a field ambulance with an alarm, and the leaders of the hospital thought that something was wrong and immediately organized an ambulance team in accordance with the combat readiness plan.

As a result, when the situation is clarified, it is a false alarm!