Section 2 Unlucky Lao Luo
"Damn, I'm not dead, what's going on?!" The black-eyed man, or we should call him Lao Luo, Lao Luo was almost half-sitting on a stone under a relatively dry tree. The same dazzling sunlight, the difference is that the landscape in front of him is completely different from the scene that Lao Luo experienced before, surrounded by large trees of different heights, completely different from the sparse savanna forests in Tanzania, where he was originally located.
Lao Luo struggled to move his body, trying to make his posture as comfortable as possible, the clothes on his body were almost completely torn, under the torn clothes, the skin was full of lacerations, the wound on the outside of the left calf was the most serious, more than ten centimeters long, almost deep bones, fortunately, there should be no wound that hurt the large blood vessels, otherwise Lao Luo would have been in a coma because of blood loss.
There was not much equipment left on his body, the dagger pinned to his right calf was still there, the spare pistol was gone, a half-damaged holster remained, the infrared equipment hanging on his arm had long been damaged, the watch on his left wrist was still there, the spare compass was also there, and there was a spare sniper scope hanging in his jacket pocket, as well as two military nutrition drugs, all communication equipment was lost or damaged and completely useless, and there were still three small flying knives left in the pocket of the combat vest.
In addition to these, the only thing that can be used for self-defense is the axe held by the idol in the temple in the hand, this thing is not large, the total is about fifty centimeters long, the axe blade is about twenty centimeters, it belongs to the short-handled wide-faced hand axe type, and the shape is very similar to a pirate throwing axe collected by a Nordic Swedish mercenary. The tail end of the axe handle seems to have been damaged just now, something similar to a hoop is about to fall off, the left hand took it off, and reversed the weight, it should be a non-copper and non-iron thing, there seems to be words on it, and I am not in the mood to study it at this time, so I put it together with the dagger that was removed, Lao Luo didn't pay attention to the blood sticking to the hoop on the hoop with his left hand, but he checked that the axe could be used for self-defense and put it on the side of his right hand.
Take out two nutrients, open the package and remove the needle seal, tear off the tattered clothes on the left shoulder, and inject it in, this thing is a military supply, which is not available on the ordinary market at all, purely for the battlefield to replenish the physical strength of soldiers, it is said that the price of one on the black market is 5,000 US dollars, and it is the best medicine provided by the company to replenish body energy and improve immunity.
Stop and listen to the sounds around you, there should be nothing dangerous except for the sound of birds. Looking at the ground, more than ten meters away is the place where it fell from mid-air just now, and there are still a few drops of fresh blood on the ground.
I can't see what's under the leaves, at least instinctively, there is no big danger, and Lao Luo, who has experienced life and death many times on the battlefield, is convinced of this. The dizziness in my head never went away, and I was a little drowsy. Absolutely no rest, as a warrior who surpasses the level of the king of soldiers, Lao Luo deeply understands this truth.
Pull out the belt that is about to be broken on the waist, fortunately, the knife and needle and thread hidden in it are still there, this is Lao Luo's own custom-made things, the belt buckle is hidden in a compressed vacuum-packed cotton wool and gauze and hemostatic medicine, the hidden pocket above the belt has suture needles and small scalpels, with these things, too heavy wounds can not be treated, at least it is enough to deal with the wounds on the calves and soles of the feet.
Lao Luo curled up his left leg hard, the wound on his left calf was a little white, the cracked skin looked a little terrifying, the wound was no longer bleeding, except for the wound, a few small dead leaves that were stuck to the undried blood were not stained with anything unclean, fortunately, the height of the landing just now was not high, and at the same time he was careful to avoid touching the wound. But now is not the time to think about this, sprinkle the hemostatic medicine on it, grab a few strips of rag on the body, twist it into a thick stick, stuff it to the mouth and bite it, and then pull out the curved suture needle and suture to sew up the wound with a convulsive movement. It's a pity that men are always not so delicate enough to do this work, and the wound after sewing looks like a lame centipede, Lao Luo spit out the strip of cloth he was biting, and grinned, "Alas, it's ugly." ”
Tie the bandage and check the rest of the relatively large wounds on the body, there is basically no problem, and a few OK bandages in the belt can be locked. The combat boots on the feet were no longer visible, except for the exposed toes, the uppers were full of cuts. The most serious thing is that the sole of the left foot seems to have been cut by a knife, and I tried to take off the boots, only to find that the sole of the shoe has been broken, and the sole of the foot has also been cut a not deep or shallow opening, move, fortunately the tendons on the sole of the foot have not been cut, this position can not be sutured, fortunately there is no dirt, sprinkled with medicinal powder as usual, bandages are wrapped, and then tear off a few strips of rags on the body, grit my teeth and tighten the wound, tie it up. The socks are no longer worn, so I put them on my feet, so that I can protect myself a little in this unknown place.
Lao Luo picked up the left boot with a broken sole, there was no glue, Lao Luo had never been a cobbler, but he also knew that no one would pick up this thing if it was lost in the desert of West Africa. But in this unknown place, who knows if there are people around? Prepare for the worst in everything, because most of those who wish for good luck are lucky, and those who are lucky on the battlefield are dead.
The crack in the sole of the shoe is just behind the forefoot before the heel, put the tattered boot back on, and then use a few strips of rag to strangle the sole, tie a knot in the instep, and walk a long way If it is not possible, it should not be a big problem to walk for dozens of miles, it is safer than being injured again by something inexplicable. You must know that no matter how brave the Predator is, if he hurts his foot, he will become lame.
After treating the large wounds, there is not much left of the hemostatic bandage, seal the sealed pockets, find all the quick hemostatic patches and apply all the small wounds, on the outside of the cheekbones, on the brain, on the shoulders, on the outside of the arms, on the outside of the thighs, on the right side of the lower back, on the left shoulder side of the back of the oracle bone...... Lao Luo felt like a rag doll leaking cotton everywhere.
After getting the wound, the hemostatic patch was completely gone, and he looked around, this is a small undulating slope area, behind it is the high side, you can't see the distance, and there are lush trees all around, as for the type of trees, Lao Luo can't identify it carefully, his head is still dizzy, at least for now, there is no problem with safety.
Lao Luo leaned against the tree behind him, closed his eyes, and planned to rest to recover his strength and give the wound a time to heal, but unconsciously, a burst of fatigue hit him and fell asleep.