According to the drowning rescue method, instructor Zheng must first spit out the water in his lungs and stomach. If the water cannot be removed from the body in time, on the one hand, the water in the stomach will increase the body burden on Instructor Zheng, on the other hand. On the one hand, the water in the lungs will directly cause Instructor Zheng to stop breathing. At that time, even if Hua Tuo is alive, he will not be able to recover.
At this moment, exhausted Jiang Minghao has no energy to do CPR and compressions with conventional methods like saving Li Yulong.
In desperation, Jiang Minghao simply moved his body with his unhealed shoulders and crawled towards Instructor Zheng. When he pressed his head on Instructor Zheng’s stomach, Jiang Minghao used his neck strength to help His own head was like a wooden mallet, beating instructor Zheng's chest and stomach!
"Boom...Boom...Boom..."
Jiang Minghao gritted his teeth, bumping his forehead time and time again, as if every blow made him feel like his fragile head was hitting a stone, and he felt that the whole brain was hitting again and again. It turned into a mass of paste and dizzy for a while, but Jiang Minghao still used his neck to exert force and mechanically tapped his forehead.
At this moment, his chest and shoulders, blood mixed with the river water on his body, began to flow slowly according to the folds of his clothes, like blood snakes scared by a madman, crazily from Jiang Minghao's body Fleeing.
"Puff...cough cough..."
Finally, as instructor Zheng spouted out of the river water, followed by coughing after being choked by the water, Jiang Minghao finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Haha..."
Jiang Minghao lay on his back on Instructor Zheng. Except for a few weak laughs from his throat, he didn't even have the strength to move, but this laughter was a joy from the heart, because he relied on his ability. , Rescued two brothers who were inseparable from life and death.
"Ahem..."
After several consecutive coughs, instructor Zheng finally recovered his strength. He sat up with his body supported and patted Jiang Minghao lightly.
"Smelly boy, you made this iron bump on your head, you almost didn't smash Lao Tzu to death, damn, I don't know how to lighten it!"
"Haha..." Jiang Minghao didn't answer, he just smiled intoxicatingly. Since the beginning of his memory, in his memory, there is only training, only loneliness, and only patience. For the first time, he, I don't feel like the legendary lone star of Tiansha, and no longer affects the people around me to leave one by one!
"Hmm, Jiang Minghao, are you kidding me? Is your brain flooded? I almost died in this river, how can you laugh?"
Finally, after a while, Jiang Minghao seemed to regain some strength. He struggled to stand up and walked towards Li Yulong with instructor Zheng.
But when Jiang Minghao's eyes scanned Li Yulong, he found something wrong, because the dense water drops on Li Yulong’s forehead were not river water at all, but layers of cold sweat. Not only that, but Li Yulong’s entire body was accompanied by it. Shaking violently, as if being in an ice cellar.
"No! Long brother's injury may be infected!"
Jiang Minghao and Zheng instructor made two steps in three steps and ran towards Li Yulong.
"Hiss..." When the instructor Zheng's hand touched Li Yulong's body, he couldn't help taking a breath of air, and said anxiously:
"It's hot, high fever, the level of tremor is probably because of cramps, we have to quickly find a way, otherwise Long Brother will still have to die here!"
"Yeah! I can see it!" Jiang Minghao's brows had already been locked into the word Sichuan at the moment, and his eyes were looking over Li Yulong's whole body.
Obviously, the gunshot wound on Li Yulong's abdomen is not a big problem, because the wound is small, the blood coagulates, and the wound is blocked, coupled with the sugar package and clothing cover, did not produce symptoms of infection.
But his legs are different. It can be said that the injuries caused by shrapnel and bullets cover his legs. Irregular wounds are densely covered on his legs. In addition, his pants are also torn by shrapnel. At this moment, the wounds have turned red and white. In the thick liquid of alternate phases, even in the depths of the wound, several maggots residing in the wound can be seen strong in the sewer.
These sporadic maggots are like Xiaoqiang who cannot be killed. After experiencing the high altitude drop and the stimulation of the cold river water, they are like hungry parasites, wriggling crazily in their wounds, greedily feeding them. As if avenging himself, it made people feel sick.
"Instructor, Long Ge's legs have been completely infected, and they are completely necrotic, they can only be amputated!"
Jiang Minghao looked at Li Yulong’s wound and immediately thought of the wound on Instructor Zheng. Because the wound was soaked in the sewage of the sewer without any treatment, the chance of infection would be greatly increased. He immediately asked instructor Zheng:
"Instructor, how is your injury? Take a look, is there any infection!"
When instructor Zheng heard Jiang Minghao's words, he was shocked, as if a cold wind poured directly into his back from his neckline, making him feel a chill on his back spine.
He was not worried about his wounds. After all, most of his injuries were abrasions. The only penetrating wound on his arm had been treated with sugar and tied tightly with cloth strips. What he was worried about was Li Yulong's legs.
You know, now they are in the wild, except for their sabers, without any anesthesia and medical facilities, it is impossible to perform amputation on Li Yulong. Once they desperately amputate Li Yulong, the end result can only be to make Li Yulong faster. Sent into the ghost gate.
"Amputation?" Instructor Zheng did not answer Jiang Minghao's own injury, but spit out two words in surprise, as if blind Li Yulong's life is more important than his own, but his next words make Jiang Minghao even more important. Surprised, I only heard instructor Zheng shouting at Jiang Minghao:
"Jiang Minghao, you are a doctor? Doctor? You say amputation means amputation? Long brother is a soldier. Without his legs, how can he realize his ideal?"
Although Jiang Minghao had already determined from the bottom of his heart that Li Yulong’s legs could not be kept, he never told instructor Zheng. Of course, he wanted to find a hospital for Li Yulong for amputation as soon as possible. But right now, Li Yulong’s injury can’t wait for them to find it. hospital.
Although instructor Zheng understands that Jiang Minghao’s words are right, he still cannot accept it in his mind. After all, as a soldier, especially an excellent special soldier, without his legs, it means that he can no longer carry a gun and gallop. On the battlefield, how could Zheng Yongzheng, the instructor of the world friend, not worry about Li Yulong
"Instructor!" Jiang Minghao did not become impatient because of instructor Zheng's opposition. At this time, he was surprisingly calm, only listening to his persuasion in a soft voice:
"We are soldiers. We only have two wishes on the battlefield. The first is to defeat the enemy, and the second is to live. If we don't even have the chance to live, how can we defeat the enemy?"
"Oh, you mean, to defeat the enemy, you must first defeat yourself?" Instructor Zheng pointed at Jiang Minghao with a disdainful look. His face was instantly stained with inner indignation, and the blue veins on his neck showed that he was ready to come out. The python, squirming under his skin, stomped and roared:
"Bullshit, yeah, Jiang Minghao, I tell you, if you chop off Brother Long's legs, you will kill him and end his dream!"
"Enough!" Finally, Jiang Minghao scolded. At that moment, he showed a strong pressure from all over his body, as if to evacuate the pressure in the entire air in an instant. The bitter breath was like black and white impermanence. Desperately, he locked instructor Zheng so hard that he felt difficult to breathe. He just listened to Jiang Minghao's hoarse roar:
"Instructor, I respect that you are my leader, so I discuss it with you, but don't forget, my life was given by the company commander. Therefore, I will never let his brother have an accident again, no matter what the price is! So between Brother Long’s fate and his ideals, I choose his fate!"
Perhaps it was shocked by Jiang Minghao’s aura, or perhaps instructor Zheng accepted the fact that Li Yulong’s legs had to be amputated from his heart. He lowered his head helplessly, his hands clenched into fists, and the penetrating injury on his arm was also caused. Blood oozes because of excessive force.
Finally, instructor Zheng said in an extremely discouraged voice: "Okay, but we don't have any conditions to amputate Brother Long. If we act rashly, we will only..."
Instructor Zheng didn't say the last few words, as if these words were taboos, and it might be realized the moment he uttered them, but Jiang Minghao knew that Instructor Zheng was afraid of Li Yulong's death as a result.
Jiang Minghao stared at his blood-red eyes, like the ghost of death, staring at Instructor Zheng coldly, as if determined to compete with the god of death, only to hear him ask in a cold voice:
"Do we still have a choice?"
Although Jiang Minghao’s tone was full of helplessness and gamblers’ flukes, his eyes glanced at the jungle by the river, because the jungle is nature’s hidden treasure, because there are endless food, Herbs, even weapons.
Therefore, as long as Li Yulong is brought into the jungle, Jiang Minghao may amputate his limbs while ensuring that Li Yulong is alive. After all, the experience Jiang Minghao gained from the jungle during the irregular evasion training that year was enough for them to survive. Go down.
And now, they don’t have a shot or a bullet. If the enemy catches up again, they will be exhausted physically and mentally. They can only be the fish on the chopping board, and they can be killed, but as long as they enter the jungle, they can get enough food, herbs, Jiang Minghao You can even make use of the devil's hell-like jungle to continue dealing with the enemy, and even win in the form of guerrilla warfare.