Jiang Hui found a rope and tied it around the middle of his right leg. It was not too tight but not too loose either, just enough to tie around the leg and reduce the blood flow.
Even after more than two weeks of rest, Jiang Hui has felt much better.
Interstellar medicine is indeed extraordinary. If I were injured like this on the Blue Planet, even if I went to the hospital for treatment, I would probably be in severe pain for the whole day.
After Jiang Hui applied the medicine, the pain was gone in about a week. The wound was just cool, numb and itchy, as if it was healing.
However, Zhou Xiuwen, who seemed to be very experienced in this regard, told her that this was not healing, but the wound powder was forming a layer of minimum living membrane to protect the exposed muscle tissue and blood vessels to prevent subsequent activities from causing excessive strain on the wound.
This is also an emergency drug commonly used by the military. It is usually used in combination with special-effect drugs to facilitate the injured to carry out non-essential activities afterwards.
However, no matter how good the medicine is, it can't heal in one second, nor is it a panacea. Her injury can't be cured without formal treatment and rest. Jiang Hui also needs to be mentally prepared to face various problems in the next nearly ten-week trip, so she must be fully prepared before departure.
Jiang Hui wore protective gear on his ankles, wrists and waist to reduce strain and help.
This thing has a similar function to the protective gear on Blue Planet, but the school issues quasi-military standard protective gear, which is generally used in military training and actual combat, and its specifications are already extremely high for daily use.
Fortunately, Jiang Hui and his companions picked up a few sets in that unknown warehouse at that time, otherwise they would not be able to find them now.
However, after wearing this whole set of stuff, Jiang Hui finally understood why this thing sounded so good, but Huan Xian and Zhou Xiuwen didn't seem to be very interested in it - because it was too heavy.
I don't know what material this thing is made of. It feels slippery and not fabric-like at all. The material is delicate and fits the skin very well, but it has a certain weight.
When she put it on, it was like putting 2-5 kg weights on her wrists, ankles, and waist. For an interstellar person, each one was not heavy, but when added together, it weighed about 40-50 kg.
Jiang Hui clearly felt that his movement speed had slowed down significantly, his flexibility was affected, and even the accuracy of his wrists and legs was slightly reduced.
This is a sniper's paradise outside. What's the difference between her and dragging a plane? Jiang Hui refused to use it after trying it at first, but Huan Xian, Zhou Xiuwen, and even Hillman, who had just arrived, tried their best to persuade her to use it.
She also knew that her injury was not a small matter in the current situation. If she did not handle it properly, it would not only affect the subsequent victory or defeat, but it might also cause some bad effects on her body.
Jiang Hui was not the kind of person who would not listen to advice. She also realized that the previous accident seemed to put her in a very unfavorable situation, and her teammates were trying their best to find ways to reduce this impact, and also took into account her physical load and subsequent treatment issues.
She couldn't be so ungrateful, right? So in the end, Jiang Hui still set off on the road with this somewhat bulky equipment.
This is how it felt when I first put it on, and even more so after using it. This thing has a really strong sense of weight and is quite restrictive. Jiang Hui tried to attack and shoot, but the result was not ideal. She was very worried that it would affect her shooting accuracy at a critical moment.
But Jiang Hui thought she could understand why her teammates insisted that she wear this set of linkage protective gear. It was heavy and restrictive, but its function was indeed as its name suggested, and it could automatically adjust the limbs for linkage protection.
When Jiang Hui's right leg was injured, these protective gears would adjust the center of gravity and rhythm according to the frequency of her muscle beating and the trajectory of her movement, reducing the burden on her right leg. And the whole process was very natural, she unconsciously completed the adjustment and protection with the help of the protective gear. In terms of long-term performance, it would be more beneficial for Jiang Hui to choose to wear this.
Alas, it was actually her own fault. If her leg hadn't been injured, her current situation would have been very good no matter how you looked at it.
Jiang Hui continued to fight guerrilla warfare with his teammates, dragging his slightly heavy body, but his efficiency was still lower than before because his speed inevitably slowed down.
But with the cooperation of the group, the four adjusted their strategy and ambushed five teams in a row, and seemed to have gradually regained their previous rhythm. Jiang Hui also gradually adapted to the feeling of carrying weights, and slowly returned to the efficiency of scoring points in the five-on-two situation, which made Hillman very impressed.
Just when everyone thought that they would have to maintain this relatively "slow-paced" state for the next nine weeks, reality soon gave them a heavy blow - especially for some people.
“It feels like there are fewer and fewer people left in the training ground. I wonder how many are left. There are still nine weeks left. I hope we don’t have less and less to do.” Hillman said somewhat bored.
Joining this team was exactly as he imagined, everything went extremely smoothly. His superiors were also extremely powerful people, and the teams that fought against them had almost no ability to resist. He seemed to be just eating and waiting to die in the team, and he was not very useful, which made him feel embarrassed all the time.
Zhou Xiuwen rolled his eyes at the other person and said, "You're dreaming. I want to do that, too. I haven't rested for more than 20 hours, and I want to finish early and go back to rest. But do you think the guy who can stay until now is a simple person? Will he leave us with nothing to do?"
Indeed, as time goes by, the prey is getting fewer and fewer, and those who remain are almost all hunter-level figures.
Even if these people don't plot, others will try their best to plot against them. In short, it's either you or me, only one side can exist.
If they still want to continue to stand in this arena, they can't really relax, otherwise they might as well just lie down and accept the result.
Huan Xian retracted the spiritual power that was scattered around and turned back to Jiang Hui: "How is the wound?"
Jiang Hui shook his head. It was the same as always. The wound was tight, and because of the powder, it lost its feeling, so it was not very comfortable. And when walking, the wound would inevitably break again, and blood would seep out from the bandage. The visual effect was still quite stressful.
She herself was a little afraid to look at it, for fear of recalling the bright red muscle tissue exposed to the air at that time. This really challenged her nerves.
"… "
"What's wrong?" Huan Xian turned his head and asked, seeming to notice that she was hesitant to speak.
"Nothing, just..."
"The race has reached three quarters of the time, and there are still nine hours left until the end of the race. The total scoreboard of the current participants will be announced in the venue, and will be updated in real time throughout the practice field."