Somewhere in medical treatment.
"Get a shot of adrenaline! It's almost too late here!"
"OR-23 hormone! We need blood clotting spray here! Someone come and help me, I need to suture a large wound! We don't have enough manpower here!"
"I'm busy! Can someone help me find his left leg? It seems to have fallen into the ruins of the evacuation point. If it's too late, it will have to be amputated!"
"Fuck, what's that? Just amputate it! I've already opened my head, get three people to perform a cortex removal surgery with me!"
"Who has an extra scalpel? My scalpel was bent by the patient's bare hands! Hey, don't move, it's just a testicle, it's no big deal to cut it off... Ah, someone, someone, someone! The patient is hitting me!"
In the tent of the medical center, beds are neatly arranged. Amid the noisy sounds, people in white coats shuttle back and forth between the neatly arranged beds in a hurry.
Simple operating scenes can be seen everywhere here. Every bed, every injured patient, and every white coat represents an operation.
The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, rust, and disinfectant. If an ordinary person came into this tent, they would probably get alcohol poisoning after staying in this tent for ten minutes. However, both the wounded and the white-clothed men who were treating the wounded moved freely as if they had no feelings at all.
Most of the people in white coats held scalpels, bandages, suture needles and syringes in their hands, and continued to treat patients lying in bed.
They use surgical tweezers and alcohol cotton to clean wounds, suture wounds, and give injections to the injured... Various operations sound simple, but in society, operations that take three to five people half an hour to complete can be completed in less than a minute in their hands.
Their surgical procedure can be characterized by just one word - fast!
The operation was clearly a series of very ordinary surgical procedures, but in their hands, it seemed as if time was accelerated, and the surgical instruments in their hands were dazzling.
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For example, suturing a wound, in the minds of ordinary people, this should be an extremely delicate and slow process, but the white-clothed men are so skilled in sewing that afterimages appear. Often, if you look closely, you can only see the shadows of the needles flying around, and after a blur, a wound is sutured.
The patients they treated were not simple either. Each of them had knotted muscles. Faced with the severe pain of surgery without anesthesia, they all looked calm and did not even blink.
Several black soldiers who were injured in the battle with the Zerg were lying on a bed in the corner of the tent, undergoing surgery and chatting.
Their injuries were relatively minor in this camp, all the result of fighting with the Zerg. However, the minor injuries here might be considered serious injuries in the eyes of ordinary people.
For example, there is a black soldier whose waist and abdomen are all bloody and fleshy, and his upper and lower body are connected only by a vertebra. The soldier in white is trying to perform surgery to restore the nerve sensation in his lower body, trying to reconnect his lower and upper body.
The bleeding has stopped, and with the blood-clotting spray, there is basically no possibility that the black soldier will lose too much blood and pass out.
The injuries of the other black soldiers were similar. One of them had his left hand, left leg and right leg all separated from his body. The worst possibility was that he would spend the rest of his life as a disabled person with only his right hand remaining.
The reason why they suffered such a tragic death was not because the alien insects were too strong, but because they wanted to protect the people.
The appearance of the alien insects underground was quite sudden, but for them, with the warning of their sixth sense, they were not completely unprepared.
But the real problem is that after the alien insects appeared, they almost immediately targeted a large group of people. How terrifying would it be if the fear pheromones of thousands of ordinary people were combined together? How delicious would they be in the eyes of the alien insects
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Therefore, in order to protect the people at the evacuation points from being attacked by alien insects, almost all the black soldiers at the evacuation points chose to burst out pheromones as soon as the alien insects emerged from the ground!
When pheromones burst out, every black soldier is a god of war.
The acuity of their senses was magnified several times, and they were extremely sensitive to any movement, which allowed them to survive the most ferocious stage of the Zerg at the beginning.
What really hurt them was that when the alien zerg were almost all killed, their pheromones dried up, causing their sixth sense to lose its function, allowing the alien zerg to easily seriously injure them.
And the reason why they didn't die was because of a common reason...
"Make way, make way, there's another wounded person! Make room for a bed!"
Several people in white were carrying a stretcher towards the corner of the tent. On the stretcher was a bloody black soldier.
"Here comes another one."
One of the black soldiers who was undergoing amputation surgery grumbled.
The other black soldiers greeted the newly wounded man: "Hey, brother, were you also rescued by the prophet and his men?"
The bloody black soldier on the stretcher said weakly: "Brother, I'm a woman!"
"Forehead… "
"But you are right, I was rescued by the prophet and his men." the female black soldier added.
A black soldier who was performing an internal hemorrhage repair surgery nearby interrupted and said, "I had heard that a black soldier team was rescuing people everywhere. It was not until I was rescued that I learned that the rescue team was led by the prophet."
"Ditto." The other black soldiers echoed.
"In the details of this evacuation mission, it was mentioned that he and Thorn came out to exterminate the Zerg in Papua New Guinea, but they found a large number of Zerg underground. The evacuation of the people of Papua New Guinea was caused by him, and the entire evacuation plan was formulated by the Prophet and the expert group in the organization."
"Prophet, that guy is too strong... Is there a shortage of beds? Never mind, I'll make room for him. It's just an amputation, no big deal."
The female black soldier who was carried over on a stretcher greeted her: "Thank you, brother."
"How did you get hurt?"
The female black soldier replied: "The muscles are broken. The alien insects have eaten one eighth of the muscles in the body. Now the muscles need to be reconnected."
"Wow, the situation was very critical, wasn't it? It was clearly at the last moment, and he was almost eaten by the alien insects."
"Who said it wasn't? If it wasn't for the prophet..." At this point, the female black soldier suddenly became excited, "That prophet, he killed the alien insects that were eating my flesh with just one shot, without any deviation! And more importantly, he really just shot me with one shot, and after saving me, he continued to slaughter the alien insects crazily! In all my years as a black soldier, this is the first time I have seen such a powerful black soldier!"
The other black soldiers looked at the female black soldier who was out of control, and then looked at the man in white who was injecting medicine into the female black soldier.
"Brother in white, isn't the dosage you injected a little too much?"
There was clearly something wrong with the female black soldier's emotionally obliterated state.
The man in white glanced at the other black soldiers indifferently: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"
Black soldiers: “…”