The strongest rocket soldier

Chapter 213
"The two first-class non-commissioned officers know, don't ask me." Lu Xiaoqiang walked outside without turning his head, leaving only a few people behind. No. 007 looked at the others helplessly.

"I'm a health soldier, but there's nothing I can do without a needle." A second-level non-commissioned officer waved his hands helplessly.

At this time, Ding Xiaojun took off his backpack and put his hand into the side opening of the backpack. When No. 007 saw this, he had an ugly look on his face, because No. 007 knew very well that there were condoms there: "Xiao Ding, there are so many people here. You're not going to use that again, are you?"

Ding Xiaojun raised his head and glanced at No. 007: "No, it's not a condom this time." After Ding Xiaojun finished speaking, he took out a telephone line from the side opening. It was not very long, maybe two or three meters long. Ding Xiaojun looked at Yan Guanliang again: "Zhuzi, you should know, please run for a while."

"I understand, I'll be back soon." Yan Guanliang said, put down his backpack and equipment, and went out with only a dagger. The others didn't understand what the two of them were going to do.

After Yan Guanliang went out, Ding Xiaojun took out the dagger, cut the telephone line to a length of one meter, and gently cut a circle with the dagger on the side, cut off the outer skin of the telephone line, and pulled it out, exposing a section of the inner line.

Ding Xiaojun wrapped the inner cable around the backpack again, and laid it flat on the ground. Stepping on the backpack belt with both feet, he separated the inner cable from the outer skin with little force.

Yan Guanliang came back soon, holding a thick pen core and a small hard bamboo with a fork in his hand. He walked up to Ding Xiaojun, looked at the phone cord in Ding Xiaojun's hand, and chose A section of suitable thickness is cut off, one end is sharpened obliquely, and the other end is thinned.

Ding Xiaojun was not idle either, he took a dagger and cut a detail on the fork technique, a detail thicker than a needle, tested the air permeability of the middle hole, and cut a thicker knot, cut it very short, The detail is thinned at one end and inserted into the hole of the thick section. After being inserted tightly, another thicker section is cut, and the middle thick section is inserted into the large and thick hole. After the other end is thinned, it is hard inserted into the phone cover in the tube.

By this time, the onlookers had already understood what the two of them were going to do. Ding Xiaojun sharpened the thinnest end, very lightly, and carefully cut it into the shape of a needle, then took the gauze used for rescue, and put the The thin needles made were wiped clean, and lightly passed the outside with fire.

After finishing these, Ding Xiaojun turned his head and nodded to Yan Guanliang. Yan Guanliang signaled, inserted the thick end into the glucose bottle mouth forcefully, and then cut another very thin bamboo that had been cut in advance on the glucose bottle mouth. , and then blew hard into the thin bamboo tube, and the thin bamboo tube Ding Xiaojun was holding, the glucose solution flowed out.

Ding Xiaojun let the liquid flow out, pulled out the slingshot from 007 Dian's waist, folded the slingshot, and wrapped it around the semi-conscious Lao Fan's arm. After wrapping it up, Ding Xiaojun looked at the health guard: "Squad leader, this You should be able to do the next job."

The second-level non-commissioned officer and health soldier nodded, walked over, and tied the telephone line in a knot. The liquid flowing out of the front immediately became smaller. After that, he inserted the thin bamboo tip into the protrusion of Lao Fan on the blood vessels.

After inserting it, the health guard loosened the knot, looked at the glucose bottle, saw that the thin tube inserted into it was normally bubbling, and nodded to Ding Xiaojun: "Okay."

Ding Xiaojun untied the slingshot strap wrapped around Lao Fan's arm, threw the disassembled slingshot back to No. 007, quickly picked up the gauze, and fixed the needle tube and telephone line on Lao Fan's hand, in order to prevent Lao Fan from Fan moved around in a coma, causing the needle to miss, and tied Lao Fan's arms.

"No. 015, I personally suggest that he be fixed." The second-level non-commissioned officer smiled and looked at Ding Xiaojun's backpack straps scattered on the ground, and then at Lao Fan who was lying down.

Ding Xiaojun was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood, and said with a smile: "The squad leader is reasonable. For his own good, we should fix the boss. After Ding Xiaojun finished speaking, he put the backpack strap next to Lao Fan who was lying down. .”

"No one can guarantee that he won't move around in his sleep. If he moves around and presses or deflects the simple needle tube, it will be a small trouble. If the bamboo tube breaks in the blood vessel, it will be a big problem. Big trouble." After Ding Xiaojun finished speaking, several people who had been shot dead by the boss came over immediately, grabbed the backpack straps, and tied Lao Fan to the board where he was hiding.

"Boss, how many people have you offended?" Seeing Lao Fan being tied up, Ding Xiaojun couldn't help but feel worried for the boss.

"Okay, just leave someone to take care of you. Let's rest. We won't have to train outside tomorrow. You don't need to go out to find a place to rest. You can just sleep where you are." At this time, a captain officer said, Throwing down the backpack and sitting down, the others followed suit and found a place to rest at will.

"Let go of me, let me go." Lao Fan, who was tied up, woke up, saw that he was tied up on the board, and immediately shouted loudly, waking up the people who had just fallen asleep here, Ding Xiaojun rubbed He glanced at Lao Fan who was struggling, and said lazily: "Boss, it's for your own good to tie you up, to prevent you from moving around and pressing down on the simple needle tube."

"What, simple." Lao Fan raised his head hard, looked at his arm, and saw that it was really a simple product composed of bamboo and telephone wires. bamboo tube.

"Aren't there any professional things here? You are using me as an experimental product. You will kill me if you do this. I want to change to professional sanitary products." The boss was really anxious at this time, loudly shouted.

"There are professional hygienists, but there are no sanitary products. If you want to blame it, blame the old donkey. He only gave us glucose, not the needle, and let us solve it by ourselves. That's all, we still figured out a way Save you, by the way, you don’t need to thank us, as comrades-in-arms, this is what we should do, so don’t take it to heart.” Ding Xiaojun suppressed a smile and started talking nonsense.

Needless to say, there must be professional needles, but Lu Xiaoqiang didn't give them. There is no doubt that Lu Xiaoqiang wanted to let everyone here learn the knowledge of first aid on the battlefield through this accident.

"Okay, it's fine if you don't have professional sanitary products, you guys let me go, hurry up." Lao Fan still shouted.

"I can't let it go. I think about it for you. If you accidentally crush it, you will suffer the pain. Just bear with it." At this time, the hygienist also spoke. As for whether it is really for Lao Fan's safety, then It's hard to say.

(End of this chapter)