Ballistic Silence of Special Years

On the helicopter, instructor No. 5 sat next to Li Zheng.

"Nervous?" he asked.

Li Zheng shook his head.

Instructor No. 5 said: "I heard that you followed Jiaolong and the others to escort?"

Li Zheng nodded and said, "Well, after graduating from the military academy, I exchanged with the navy for a while, and stayed there for almost a year."

No. 5 said: "Your brigade commander has really long hands. I can send you to the navy to communicate."

Li Zhengqi said: "Isn't it an exchange program at the headquarters?"

Instructor No. 5 turned his head to the side, looked at Li Zheng with an alien expression on his face, and said, "You don't know?"

Li Zheng shook his head.

Instructor No. 5 said: "Nonsense, which brigade do you think has the ability to send its soldiers to other special forces of different branches for exchange? It is the commander of your brigade commander."

Li Zheng understood in a daze.

It turns out that it is a special case to go to the naval special forces to exchange, not a unified exchange program.

Instructor No. 5 said again: "Be careful when searching this time. I don't think there are only people with GRS, maybe there are also green hats in it. These veterans are not easy to deal with. According to the information we got before, they are for SFF is providing mountain special operations training. The people of SFF are very active in some matters on the border. There is a unit code-named 'Poison Flag' among them. They are all selected. This time 270 went to reconnaissance It is the location of their camp, and it is estimated that these people are also the ones who exchanged fire."

The full name of SFF is XX Frontier Special Forces, and the number is around 1000-300.

The physique of these guys has been selected, and they are very suitable for the plateau and mountain environment. They are the best tools for infiltration and other activities.

"It's very bad," Li Zheng said.

Instructor No. 5 said: "If it's them again this time, you can kill them. Anyway, GRS is a contract system, and the green hat gang will not recognize it if they hang up with Ionia, so let them serve as road signs in the snow-capped mountains." .”

"I'd be happy to do that." Li Zheng smiled.

No. 5 warned: "Later, you will follow me and No. 3 and No. 6 will form a four-person team to act together. They are commandos. You are responsible for providing fire support. I don't need to teach tactical coordination, right? You are with us Stay, know what's going on."

Li Zheng said, "Understood, just follow your command."

No. 5 said again: "The first priority is rescue. If the 270th unit loses the signal, there must be a problem with the communication equipment, and life has been disturbed. It can be seen that the intensity of the firefight is very high. Before entering our place, even if it encounters a large-scale army You can't use large-scale rear firepower for support, you can only rely on your drone company, if they enter our territory, if they dare to follow in, then I guarantee that none of them will go back."

……

While the No. 5 instructor and Li were chatting on the helicopter, at the foot of a hillside at an altitude of more than 2 meters in the No. 5000 area, a 270 health worker carefully cut off Zhao Chuan's thick snow camouflage pants, and there was a layer of cold-proof pants inside. , has been completely soaked in blood.

The blood seemed to be frozen.

The hygienist knew that he would face the greatest challenge when he cut open the cold-proof pants inside, and the unfrozen blood would suddenly gush out.

So he had tied a tourniquet on the thigh above Zhao Chuan's wound in advance, in case the bleeding could not be stopped by the gushing.

On the snowy plateau, it is a very dangerous thing to be shot and injured, and the chance of survival after rescue is more than half lower than that on the plains.

One is the temperature. Loss and low temperature can quickly take a life away; the second is the evacuation capability. There is no strong logistical support in such a place, and the wounded cannot be sent out in time, which is also a dead end.

As the scissors passed, the cold-proof pants were gradually cut open.

Blood gushed out suddenly without any warning.

The hygienist's hands trembled, but he calmed down quickly.

There was already a tourniquet on his leg, and the blood was just accumulated blood that had flowed out before, so he quickly took out the gauze to wipe it off.

Sure enough, as the accumulated blood was cleaned up, the blood finally stopped gushing out.

The hygienist hurriedly picked up the rapid hemostatic agent, sprinkled it on the wound, cleaned the skin around the wound again, and directly stuck the entire wound with a piece of hemostatic tape with excellent water-proof performance.

The middle of this adhesive tape is cotton wool, medical gauze and a certain amount of hemostatic ingredients. It is very sticky and can directly seal the wound. It can be combined with a quick hemostatic agent to stop the wound from bleeding. After that, loosen the tourniquet every 15 minutes to prevent muscle pain. Just necrosis.

After treating the wound, the hygienist took out two more medical fixation plates, clamped Zhao Chuan's calf, one on the left and one on the right, and then called a comrade in arms: "Old Cui, come here, help me."

The commando named Cui Cheng approached carefully and asked the health worker, "What do you want me to do?"

The hygienist said, "Hold on to the board and hug the captain's calf, and I will fix it with gauze."

Cui Cheng cooperated immediately.

The health worker is a field health soldier who has undergone strict training. He quickly wrapped his calf, and then heaved a sigh of relief and sat down on the snow.

Cui Cheng asked him: "How is the captain's injury?"

The health worker said: "The bleeding has stopped, but the injury needs to be treated. I don't have conditions here, so I need to send it back as soon as possible."

Cui Cheng looked around and said, "We still have to walk a long way to get home, so we have to hold on."

The hygienist asked, "Has the communication been repaired?"

Cui Cheng's face darkened: "It's all broken."

The hygienist said, "Does the previous finger know about our situation?"

Cui Cheng said: "I know, Lao He sent it out before he died."

After speaking, he glanced not far away.

There, Lao He lay quietly on the ground, as if he was asleep.

Cui Cheng felt his heart was congested, and tears burst out of his eyes.

When he arrived, he gritted his teeth, and said fiercely, "After killing more than 20 of them, it's enough! These dogs are still chasing after you. You and Xiao Chen led the team leader and Old He to withdraw first. Take Lao He home...we will make a small stop here, and we will follow you later!"

The corner of the hygienist's mouth twitched.

He wanted to say that he asked himself to stay too.

It's just that he knows that this is a very demanding request.

His military training allowed him to know when to make what kind of decision, even if some decisions are absolutely unwilling to him, but must be implemented under certain circumstances.

"Okay! Take care!"

After finishing speaking, he waved to Xiao Chen: "Xiao Chen, let's lead the captain and Lao He to withdraw first."

Xiao Chen didn't speak, he bent down silently, gently picked up Lao He, and carried him on his back.

At this time, another team member came up to help fix Lao He on Xiao Chen's back with a rope so that he would not slip.

When the hygienist lifted Zhao Chuan, Zhao Chuan woke up. He opened his eyes and saw the hygienist carrying him on his back. He struggled for a while, but there was a sharp pain in his leg, and his brows frowned instantly.

"hiss--"

He sucked in a breath of cold air.

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