Zhang Yan walked quietly alone, and walked in the direction of the playground again. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Behind him, Ye Fan and the three of them were in a state of desperation pushing the cart and walking in unison.

The eyes are confused and sluggish, and the whole person looks lifeless, which is a true portrayal of the three rookies.

Anyone who is targeted by a sniper rifle will not be calm, this is a normal reaction!

"Hey", I don't know what Zhang Yan was thinking, the moment he left the shooting range, he suddenly sighed.

The three rookies did not follow Zhang Yan to the ammunition depot to return the weapons and equipment, but went to the door of the Nangong goblin's dormitory, although the three rookies were a little surprised, but they still did not react.

"Nangong, are you in it?" Zhang Yan didn't knock on the door, but asked directly.

"Dead!" An echo came from the room, sounding a little irritated.

"Hmph," Zhang Yan sneered, raised his left leg and kicked open the door of Nangong Fairy's dormitory.

"Bastard, do you want to die?" As the door of the dormitory was kicked open, before Zhang Yan could walk in, a figure walked out, it was the Nangong goblin.

"Dead fatty, what do you want to do?" Glancing at the creaking wooden door, Nangong asked angrily.

But soon his gaze fell on Ye Fan and them.

"Do you see if there is any salvation?"

"If these three wastes are not saved, I will immediately go to Lao Liu and send them back!"

"Come live, come live, hehe!"

As if he hadn't heard Zhang Yan's words, the Nangong goblin looked at the three rookie birds with a green glow in his eyes, as excited as a hungry wolf seeing food.

The Nangong goblin, who was originally sloppy in the dormitory, once he got serious, he had a feeling of "being alone and seeking defeat".

"Hey......."

"Don't worry, there is salvation!"

Zhang Yan just wanted to ask the Nangong goblin, but was interrupted by this guy.

Looking at Nangong's excited face, Zhang Yan didn't bother to waste time here, and muttered: "I don't know if I have become mentally ill, and I am a madman!" ”

"Hey" Zhang Yan sighed, and walked in the direction of the weapons depot with a cart full of ammunition.

The three rookies who were in a daze didn't have time to think about what was going on, so they were fooled by Nangong and started psychological training.

After returning the weapons and ammunition, Zhang Yan didn't have the heart to explain the problem of ammunition consumption to the ordnance officer, but just registered and returned to his dormitory.

Now the entire training team is carrying out tactical training, and the training ground of the training team of the University has been divided into training areas one by one.

Zhang Yan didn't have the heart to look at other people's training results, so he had to return to the dormitory to rest.

And when Zhang Yan returned to the dormitory alone with disappointment, Sun Qingrui and Zhang Bohan were learning the most basic battlefield first aid in the medical room.

The "wounded" Zhang Bohan was lying on the bed as a soldier who was shot in the thigh, and what Sun Qingrui had to do was to urgently bandage before the operation.

A white coat from the health team stood expressionlessly at the table at the door and watched the movements of the two female soldiers, and the notebook in his hand made a "rustling" sound from time to time.

"Tourniquet stops bleeding!"

"Clean the wound!"

"Sterilize and bandage!"

"Stretcher fixed!"

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As an intern doctor from a professional medical university, Sun Qingrui is still in contact with the most basic battlefield ambulance for the first time.

Different from the ambulance in the operating room of the hospital, the starting point of the battlefield ambulance is to save the lives of the wounded officers and soldiers and to provide emergency treatment at the first time.

In the operating room, all kinds of rescue and emergency equipment are complete, which is simply the difference between heaven and earth compared to the situation where there are only triangular scarves and tourniquets on the battlefield.

In addition, the urgency and oppression of the battlefield ambulance environment are not found in hospitals.

Before the actual operation, the white coat, who served as an instructor, had already given a theoretical explanation to Sun Qingrui and Zhang Bohan.

The theoretical explanation of the battlefield rescue by the white coat is different from the course of the university, which is a general theoretical concept, and the explanation of the white coat should be said to be a "decomposition action of emergency treatment of gunshot wounds," and the detailed text content is added.

Sun Qingrui bandaged the "wounded" Zhang Bohan as quickly as possible, then straightened up and turned around and shouted to the white coat: "Report, the wounded have been dealt with!" ”

The white coat just nodded to Sun Qingrui, and then walked straight to the side of the bed and began to check.

"The tourniquet is too loose, can it stop the bleeding?" The white coat stretched out a finger and easily passed through the tourniquet tied to Zhang Bohan's thigh.

The white coat pulled the tourniquet hard, turned his head to look at Sun Qingrui and asked, "Tell me how to use the tourniquet." ”

"Report, our military is a snap tourniquet, which has the advantages of convenience and safety, and can be used repeatedly."

"I didn't ask you to say tourniquet slogans." The white coat interrupted Sun Qingrui's words angrily, but his hand had already left Zhang Bohan's thigh.

"It is reported that the use of tourniquets should be loosened once every 30 minutes in winter and once every hour or so in summer to avoid blood vessel blockage and congestion and necrosis of the wounded. Each release is 1~2 minutes. ”

"I've memorized the theory, but you didn't follow the requirements at all in the actual operation process!"

"According to the way your tourniquet is fixed, before the wounded can be sent to the rear hospital, they lost too much blood and died!"

The white coat didn't have any affection at all, and he didn't care that the two rookies were female soldiers, and while saying this, he began to check the splint that fixed Zhang Bohan's thigh!

No one noticed Sun Qingrui's rapidly blinking eyes and tightly clenched fists, and her nose was not twitching, as if she had been greatly wronged, but she didn't say anything.

"The splint clamped too tightly, causing the blood of the wounded to not flow, don't you know the consequences of such a situation?"

"The current subject is that your comrade-in-arms was shot in the thigh, it was a gunshot wound, and you have to correctly judge whether it caused a fracture, and it is a big difference to know whether the wounded person has a fracture after being shot."

"In addition, I also found a problem, whether you have judged whether you have injured the thigh artery and blood vessels in the process of cleaning the wound, and the unclear judgment of the wound is also a big problem."

The white coat opened the splint tied to Zhang Bohan's leg, and at the same time lifted the gauze and hemostatic cotton on the "wound".

"Do you know what you're doing wrong?" The white coat turned his head to look at Sun Qingrui and asked.

"Got it." Sun Qingrui replied in a low voice.

"Know what's wrong, wait until the end of the training to sum up your experience, you have to distinguish your identity, now you are not a student of the Military Medical University, but a field doctor who is ready to go to the battlefield at any time!"

"As a doctor, you must know that it is our duty to save lives and help the wounded, and every step you take quickly, a comrade-in-arms who dies frequently may be saved."

"So, use your own brain, understand?"

"Understood!" Sun Qingrui and Zhang Bohan replied at the same time.

"Okay, you two swapped, the current subject is that the wounded were hit in the head by shrapnel from an artillery shell, the condition is unknown, and emergency treatment will be carried out immediately."

"Let's get started!"