Fu Qin starts with a plan

Chapter 181 Crazy Han Xin, Angry Zhao Kun
The weather on the training ground ushered in a long-lost sunny day.

The snowfall for several days in a row made the snow around the school grounds particularly dazzling in the sun.

After Wang Ben conveyed the wishes of the first emperor, he asked Zhao Kun to take him to the training ground.

Zhao Kun naturally had no reason to refuse this kind of formality, so he took everyone to the training ground.

Because he had said hello in advance, when Wang Ben came to the training ground, he did not see the players practicing, but normal military training.

After all, the rugby game is Zhao Kun's repertoire, so it is natural not to let people know in advance.

"This is your special operations team?"

Wang Ben stood outside the school field, looking at the soldiers training in the school field, and asked with a frown.

It was the first time he had seen this kind of training method, especially the scene of the soldiers standing at attention, resting and walking, which made him feel weird.

"They are just ordinary soldiers for training, and my special operations team is in the back mountain camp!"

Zhao Kun glanced at the training ground and walked forward without stopping.

Han Xin and Chen Ping looked at each other when they heard the words, both showing surprised expressions.

According to Wu Cheng's description during the journey, Zhao Kun is a prince with rich knowledge and special behavior, but in just two days of contact, they found that Zhao Kun is more special than what Wu Cheng described.

So they all looked at Wu Cheng, but Wu Cheng was full of confusion, not knowing what had happened in the past few months.

Bypassing the training ground on the school grounds, Zhao Kun led the crowd through several trails, and a valley appeared in front of them.

"This is my special operations team!"

Standing at the mouth of the valley, Zhao Kun raised his finger and pointed to the team members who were practicing holding their breath in the water: "They are doing daily training at the moment..."

"Is that all for daily training?"

Wang Ben glanced at the soldiers who were practicing holding their breath, and still felt a little weird.

In fact, breath holding training is not uncommon.

When he was in the army, he also organized such training.

Because of some special battles, soldiers need to dive to sneak attack and ambush.

But according to what Emperor Shihuang Yingzheng said, this special operations team is more powerful than the Black Ice Platform, but until now he didn't feel how powerful it was.

It seemed that he could see what his father was thinking, and before Zhao Kun could speak, Wang Li shook his head and said, "Father, don't underestimate my team members, any one of them can be of great use in the army !"

"Isn't it normal for the elites of the various armies to have outstanding abilities?"

Wang Ben asked back with some disdain.

Wang Li smiled, and said: "They used to be in various armies, and they were indeed outstanding, but since they joined the special operations team, they are even better than before!"

"Oh?" Wang Ben raised his eyebrows: "Where is the excellence?"

"Any member of the team here can master the characters of the six countries, as well as seven or eight local dialects."

"Why master these?"

Wang Li: "The special operations team, as the name suggests, exists to solve special situations. If you want to deal with the remnants of the Six Kingdoms, it's impossible to go up and speak Qin dialect with people, right?"

"And the remnants of the Six Kingdoms are hidden in the dark, and they will definitely not be exposed easily, so we know ourselves and our enemies."

Hearing this, everyone suddenly realized, and looked at these soldiers with admiration.

But Wang Ben still asked with some doubts: "Just mastering more characters and languages, will you be better than before?"

"of course not!"

Wang Li shook his head with a smile: "In addition to those just mentioned, every soldier here also masters various skills such as arithmetic, map drawing, field survival, medical rescue, and special operations."

"This"

Wang Ben was surprised: "Is this true?"

"If you don't believe me, you can choose someone at random to demonstrate it for you!"

Wang Li said it very casually, but it gave people a feeling of confidence.

Wang Ben glanced at him, feeling the urge to hit him.

This stinky boy actually became arrogant in front of Lao Tzu!
In fact, after listening to Wang Li's words, what he thought of was not the Black Ice Terrace, but the weak Iron Eagle Swordsman.

Iron Eagle is the most mysterious army in Qin State, responsible for various special missions, such as spying, beheading, assassination and so on.

But skills such as drawing maps are not known to everyone, let alone those skills that have never been heard of.

Whether it is the Black Ice Platform or the Iron Eagle, their training is targeted training, each with its own strengths.

The special operations group is all-round training.

In this regard, it is indeed better than Black Ice Terrace and Iron Eagle.

However, this does not mean that the people of the Special Operations Group are better than theirs.

Because it involves combat, in addition to individual combat, there is also coordination.

Thinking of this, Wang Ben ignored the crowd and walked straight to the tactical training venue.

Seeing this, Zhao Kun and Wang Li looked at each other and smiled, then followed Wang Ben.

And Han Xin looked at Zhao Kun with burning eyes. He could clearly feel that Zhao Kun was very confident in this so-called special operations team.

This is true.

This special operations group, at first glance, is the elite of the elite.

After pondering for a moment, Han Xin couldn't help muttering to himself: "It seems that Mr. Kun's military talent...is even stronger than I imagined!"

Hearing this, Chen Ping joked with a smile, "Why, you plan to stay too..."

His word "also" has already shown his heart. Han Xin naturally understood, but he still shook his head and denied: "Whether you want to stay or not, you have to wait and see..."

"Then it's up to you..."

Chen Ping shrugged and said, "If you can't be reused by Young Master Kun, I'm afraid other people may not reuse you either!"

"You and I are both stigmatized people. It's not easy to get ahead."

After finishing speaking, Chen Ping stopped talking and walked straight towards Zhao Kun.

But Wu Cheng remained silent, looking at Han Xin quietly.

After a while, Han Xin suddenly raised his head and looked at Wu Cheng: "What kind of person is Mr. Kun?"

"In the past, I thought I knew him well, but now it seems that I still don't know him well enough..."

Wu Cheng said something meaningful, then raised his head to look at the sky, and sighed with infinite emotion for a long time: "No matter what he wants to do, my life is his."

After finishing speaking, he patted Han Xin on the shoulder: "Let's go, go and see more, maybe you can find the answer."

Han Xin thought for a while, then said "Yes", and followed Wu Cheng to the tactical training place.

At this time, the first team is rescuing the hostages, and the second team is acting as a robber and kidnapping the hostages.

The critical moment has now been reached.

A team member is crawling forward with the help of the terrain, preparing to attack the forward sentry.

However, the sentinel was very alert. As soon as he heard the abnormal noise, he immediately triggered the sleeve arrow and shot at the abnormal noise.

Although there were no arrows, it was very painful to be hit, so the team member who was about to sneak attack began to dodge the sleeve arrow skillfully.

However, the continuous dodging caused his movements to deviate, causing his arm to be scratched by the stone flakes on the ground.

Fortunately, the wound wasn't particularly deep.
No bones were seen.

But it was relatively long, about two or three inches. Wang Li stepped forward to look at it, and then said to the trainer on the sidelines: "Go and ask the medical soldiers to sew up his wound, and the rest continue to train!"

"Yes!"

The trainer responded, and trotted to find the medical soldier.

Soon, several medical soldiers rushed over carrying the medical kit.

"Raise your hands first to disinfect."

The medical soldiers were very familiar with the members of the special operations team, so they didn't communicate too much, and started treating the wounds according to the procedure.

Wang Ben and others on the side were curious to see it, and gathered around to watch it.

"What did they put on the wound?"

Wu Cheng glanced at the small porcelain bottle in the hands of the medical soldier, and asked Zhao Kun.

Zhao Kun explained with a smile: "That's alcohol, specially used for disinfection."

"Alcohol? Could it be related to alcohol?"

"Although it's related, you can't drink it."

Wu Cheng: "Since it's wine, why can't you drink it?"

Zhao Kun: "Because if you drink it, you may die of drunkenness."

Just smelling a strong aroma of wine, Wu Cheng was still a little greedy, but he heard that he would die if he drank it, so he immediately dismissed the idea.

On the other hand, Wang Ben stared at the medical soldier intently.

At this time, the medical soldiers had already finished the disinfection work and started to suture the wound.

The suture is made of fish gut. Although the raw material is relatively precious, it is not easily rejected by the body and recovers faster.

For the medical soldiers, the suturing work is very familiar, so it didn't take too long.

Soon, the medical soldiers finished their treatment and left the scene.

The wounded were sent to the infirmary for recuperation, waiting for recovery and training again.

Seeing the whole process, Wang Ben and others were terrified. Although they were well-informed and bold, they were still shocked by the way the medical soldiers sewed up wounds just like sewing clothes.

"This"

Wang Ben looked at the medical soldiers who were going away, then at Wang Li, and asked with a puzzled face, "What's going on?"

He saw that the medical soldiers were also wearing training uniforms just now, so he thought they were still members of the special operations team.

But after watching the treatment process, it seems like a military doctor serving on the battlefield.

Wang Li was well aware of his father's doubts, so he explained with a smile: "They are not only members of the special operations team, but also the medical soldiers of each team. They are mainly responsible for treating emergency injuries and bandaging wounds."

The medical soldiers were naturally constructed by Zhao Kun according to the model of special forces.

The high mortality rate in ancient wars was largely due to the failure to stop the bleeding in time, leading to massive bleeding, and death from wound infection and inflammation.

Therefore, medical soldiers were definitely a big killer in ancient times.

Although there were military doctors in ancient times, military doctors only served in military camps. If you want to be treated by military doctors, you must first survive the battlefield, but many soldiers simply cannot survive that time.

Even if one is lucky enough to survive the battlefield, the death rate is still very high under the medical conditions of ancient times.

After all, there are many external factors for wound infection. If it is not disinfected in time, it is still easy to be infected and die.

With medical soldiers, it is different. Not only can the lives of soldiers be guaranteed on the battlefield, but also the combat effectiveness of soldiers can be improved.

Take a simple example.

If there are no medical soldiers, after a battle, one or two of ten wounded soldiers may survive and become veterans.

With medical soldiers, except for those fatal injuries, they can basically be saved.

In this way, the number of veterans who survived will increase exponentially.

The importance of veterans to the war is self-evident.

After all, the experience of escaping from the dead is all in exchange for life, which is much better than that of recruits.

As the commander-in-chief of the first army, Wang Ben can naturally see the beauty of medical soldiers.

So he roared excitedly; "Good! What a medical soldier!"

If every army in Daqin had medical soldiers, how many soldiers' lives could be saved.

Thinking of this, Wang Ben smiled and cupped his hands towards Zhao Kun and said, "My lord, you have contributed to the Great Qin Army again!"

Zhao Kun smiled noncommittally, and then turned his head to look at Han Xin. From the very beginning, he found that Han Xin was staring at him from time to time, so he raised his eyebrows and asked, "If you don't understand anything, you can point it out!"

"Ok?"

Han Xin was taken aback when he heard the words, and immediately looked up at Zhao Kun: "I was just wondering, where did you find so many young doctors?"

"That's right! It's only after I said this that I remembered that it's hard to find a doctor in Daqin!"

When Wang Ben heard Han Xin's question, he suddenly patted his thigh.

In fact, it is not only difficult to find doctors in Daqin, but also in all dynasties.

After all, all ancient doctors were Chinese medicine, and Chinese medicine is difficult to learn.

This leads to a shortage of doctors.

Take Daqin as an example, the entire country may not have enough [-] doctors.

In this case, what do you use as a medical soldier?
However, this question is nothing to Zhao Kun.

Because there is still an essential difference between medical soldiers and doctors.

Just like doctors and nurses.

Nurses only need to study for two or three years, while doctors need to study for eight or nine years.

Medical soldiers are actually similar to nurses. They only need to master simple wound dressing and suture the wound.

As for colds, fevers, headaches and stomach aches, just leave it to the military doctor to deal with.

Anyway, no one can die for a while.

The biggest misunderstanding of medical soldiers in ancient times is that medical soldiers are equivalent to military doctors.

Thinking of this, Zhao Kun glanced at the crowd, and explained with a smile: "My medical soldiers are not doctors, they don't know how to treat people, they can only treat wounds and suture them;

They didn't find them anywhere, but I cultivated them myself. The training period is about one month! "

"what!?"

"Can you heal people's wounds in a month?"

"This, this is incredible!"

Zhao Kun's words were like a thunderbolt, which made Wang Ben and others' scalps go numb, and they couldn't help but exclaimed again and again.

But Wang Li said a little funny: "Medical soldiers are originally there to serve the battlefield, and the common situation on the battlefield is injury, just need to take care of the wound!"

Hearing this, Han Xin and Wang Ben looked at each other, feeling enlightened instantly.

Wang Li was right. The most lacking thing on the battlefield was life-saving means, while medical soldiers only needed to help soldiers save their lives, and they didn't need too sophisticated medical means.

After pondering for a while, Wang Ben frowned again and asked, "Then how long will it take for the stitched wound to heal?"

Zhao Kun: "The recovery time is two or three times faster than normal, depending on the individual's physical fitness and whether there is a secondary infection in the wound."

"Second infection?"

"You can understand this as poisoning. It depends on whether you are poisoned again, causing the wound to worsen!"

Wang Ben frowned: "Then in the treatment of your special operations team, can anyone die from a second infection?"

"There must be!"

Zhao Kun nodded, and changed the topic: "However, this kind of situation is relatively rare. So far, there have been more than 3000 treatments, and only two people died of wound infection."

"Is this true?"

"Your son is one of the leaders of the special operations team. Why should I lie to you?"

"This"

Wang Ben was speechless for a moment, turned to look at Wang Li, but saw Wang Li said with a playful smile: "Father, you always said that I have no ambition, but now I have taken root in the special operations team."

As he said that, he raised his finger and pointed at the surrounding team members, and said very stinkingly: "See, these are all my people"

"bass--"

Before Wang Li could finish his sentence, Han Xin suddenly pulled out the sword from his waist and slashed at his arm.

"Fuck! Are you crazy?!"

Zhao Kun was startled when he saw this, and quickly grabbed the sword from his hand.

And Wang Li looked at Han Xin with a face full of astonishment: "You bastard."

"Don't worry, you can't die!"

Han Xin grinned, and then said to Zhao Kun, "Master, sew it up for me!"

"Old Wu said you have military talent, but I think you are a lunatic!"

Zhao Kun glared at Han Xin angrily, then gestured towards the distance, and medical soldiers rushed over immediately.

And Wang Ben looked at Han Xin quietly, because he had the same idea just now.

After all, seeing is believing and hearing is believing.

Whether Zhao Kun's methods are effective or not can only be known by experience.

It's just that he didn't expect that Han Xin was one step faster than himself.

"This kid, it's not easy."

Wang Ben thought so in his heart, but said lightly on his mouth: "It is a good talent to be able to make a decisive decision."

"You shitty talent!"

Zhao Kun rolled his eyes and reprimanded: "There is an artery in the arm. If the artery is cut, if it is not treated in time, it will be life-threatening!"

Han Xin didn't know what an artery was, so he just smiled dryly and said, "It's okay, son, Ashin just wants to try this suture technique!"

Zhao Kun: "."

How did this guy's brain circuit grow?

Even if you want to try, you don’t have to try it yourself!

Besides, didn't a team member get stitched up just now?Isn't it enough to observe him?
There are little white mice, if you don't observe, you have to observe yourself, and there is no one.

Although my heart is full of complaints, I can't let go of what needs to be treated for a moment.

The medical soldiers were once again familiar with disinfection, suturing, and bandaging, and quickly finished treating Han Xin's wound.

Although Han Xin was very stubborn and didn't say a word during the whole process, he still frowned and closed his teeth tightly when he was sewing.

"It's really good!"

Han Xin looked at the wound treated by the medical soldiers, and it was obvious that the bleeding had been stopped, and after applying the medicine, there was not much pain, but a bit of cooling.

Zhao Kun gave him a blank look, and said: "When the wound heals, remove the thread. During this period, don't touch the water, so as to avoid secondary infection."

"Thank you son."

Han Xin nodded and saluted Zhao Kun.

Zhao Kun waved his hand: "You don't need to thank you. You are to blame. If you are really interested in medical soldiers or special operations teams, I can allow you to participate in training!"

"But..." As he spoke, he changed the subject and frowned, "I don't want this to happen again!"

"promise!"

Han Xin made a promise, and subconsciously glanced at Chen Ping.

They also understood Zhao Kun's character a bit. A mediocre person is doomed to be mediocre by his side, while an extraordinary person will either do extraordinary things or kill himself.

It's not that easy to go or stay.

　Happy Mid-autumn Festival!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)