I asked you to repeat your senior year of high school, but did you miss out on joining the military

Chapter 82 If this person behaves well, he will have privileges wherever he goes
How to bandage a head injury?

On the training ground, He Jing, Liang Kui and others were holding triangle towels, splints and bandages in their hands.

They froze in place nervously, but their minds were trying to recall the techniques they had just learned.

Have no idea.

Wang Heng stood nearby, his eyes as wide as bull's eyes, looking at everyone as if he was going to go crazy.

Who dares to neglect?

But in terms of quick response, it belongs to Yang Fan.

This guy was holding a triangle towel in his hand. Without thinking, he turned around and quickly stuffed the thing into Chen Jun's hand.

Then he pulled Chen Jun aside.

He lay on the ground obediently, feeling at ease as the experimental subject, leaving all the problems to Chen Jun.

From Yang Fan's point of view, finding someone else to partner with may take a while, and you may not know who will be criticized by the squad leader.

But Chen Jun is different.

He is the class deputy and should set an example.

He looked at the triangle towel stuffed in his hand, and then looked at Yang Fan who was already lying on the ground and winking.

Chen Jun laughed dumbly, squatted down and said, "You want to partner with me?"

"Hurry up, class deputy, I'll leave my head to you. If you behave well, I can also take advantage of it, right?"

"alright."

Hearing this, Chen Jun was not pretentious.

Anyway, just now Wang Heng only mentioned the head injury, without simulating the specific location or the size of the injury. It was just a hands-on exercise.

The difficulty is not high.

Before anyone else could take action, he quickly folded the bottom edge of the triangle scarf about three centimeters wide with both hands, and placed the center of the bottom edge between Yang Fan's eyebrows.

The two bottom edges of the triangle scarf are crossed, wrapped around the ears to the back of the head, and pulled hard with both hands to tie them into a knot.

A standard cap bandage is completed.

Wang Heng was still thinking about how to supervise the practice of these bastards. He turned around and was shocked to find out.

Chen Jun has completed bandaging his head.

So fast?
The other people who were originally stuck on the spot also looked at each other in confusion.

They didn't even pay attention to what the shift deputy was squatting on the ground just now. Is this done?

Wang Heng's mouth twitched, and he ran over to check it carefully, with a trace of embarrassment flashing in his eyes.

This is really comparing people to each other, which is really annoying.

When he first came into contact with this in 09, the monitor at the time grabbed his ears and scolded him for several days, and he couldn't master the technique.

Because of this, he was punished a lot.

As a result, why does it become easier when it comes to the students I am leading now?

Wang Heng scratched his head, and squatted down again with some disbelief, touching the triangle towel wrapped around Yang Fan's head, and checked again, but still found nothing wrong.

Then he turned to look at Chen Jun, with a hint of uncertainty in his tone.

"Have you learned this before?"

"Well, I have had some exposure to military training in high school." Chen Jun answered truthfully.

Have you only come into contact with some?

Hearing this, Wang Heng suspected that Chen Jun was being modest.

I've had some experience with it, but I can't be that proficient in it.

He is still quite capable of doing it so skillfully.

At the same time, Wang Heng had to sigh once again in his heart that Guangxi Province's military training really has inherent advantages.

No other place can compare.

According to what he heard from his senior classmates who were also from Guizhou Province, they could even try to drive an infantry fighting vehicle in their high school military training.

Looking at myself again, I have been in Lu Yuan for three years, and until now, I have never had the chance to try out an infantry fighting vehicle myself.

After calming down for a moment, he turned to look at Liang Kui and the others behind him who were still glaring, and then at Chen Jun who looked calm.

He raised his hand and pointed at Liang Kui and said: "You, lie down on the ground."

"Chen Jun."

"Here." When the squad leader called him, Chen Jun quickly stood up from the ground.

"When Teacher Liang was bandaging just now, he talked about a lot of details and countermeasures, since you know some of them before."

"Then try it first and let me see how well you master it."

"Yes, monitor."

"Yes." Wang Heng nodded and pointed to Liang Kui, who was already lying on the ground.

Loudly said: "The wounded were found in the ravine ahead. The left calf has an open fracture and the head was scratched by shrapnel. Please go for treatment quickly."

"receive!!"

Chen Jun knew that the squad leader was testing a simulated rescue. After responding, he squatted down and pulled off the triangle scarf on Yang Fan's head.

Teacher Liang will not be here right now, but his first aid kit is here.

Chen Jun ran over and took out a few pieces of disinfectant cotton. The others were also very discerning and stuffed the bandages and triangle towels they were holding in their hands.

With a look of surprise on his face, he followed the deputy and walked forward.

They have no idea what simulated battlefield rescue is, let alone how to treat fractures and shrapnel abrasions.

Just following along to join in the fun.

Wang Heng stood on one side and stared. He didn't care to supervise the other students, and his eyes followed Chen Jun's movements.

Want to see how much he has mastered.

Chen Jun did not act immediately, and began to recall Wang Heng's words just now in his mind.

"The wounded were found in the ravine ahead. His left calf suffered an open fracture and his head was scratched by shrapnel."

Gully, left calf, brain.
After filtering these simulated rescue keywords, Chen Jun quickly ran to Liang Kui and squatted down.

First, he raised his hand and slightly turned the wounded man's head, simulating the movement of observing the injury, and then dragged Liang Kui up and asked him to change from lying horizontally to lying upright.

The body was leaning against the slope of the "gully".

Just this one action.

Wang Heng was a little dumbfounded. The instructions he simulated were the ones that made the most mistakes when he was participating in the new training.

When he heard the instructions, he didn't even think about observing the wounded's injuries and letting them lie down in a comfortable position.

At that time, just rush forward, no matter what, just grab the triangle towel and wrap it hard. If it doesn't strangle the wounded person until he screams, then it doesn't count as using force.

At this time, Teacher Liang, who had just left, also came back, holding a half-length rubber prop in his hand, and looked at Chen Jun who was busy in the distance in surprise.

He stood back and watched without saying a word.

Chen Jun, who was busy, no longer bothered to observe his surroundings. He gently placed a sterilized cotton pad on Liang Kui's forehead.

Wrap a bandage around it for a few weeks to secure the position of the sterile cotton, and then wrap it with a triangle towel.

After treating the wound, he didn't forget to ask Liang Kui how he felt.

The key is that Liang Kui is also confused. He only knows how to cooperate and has no idea what happened to him.

He touched his head curiously and said, "Deputy deputy, what should I say?"

"Is it comfortable or uncomfortable?"

"It's okay, relax, it's okay." Chen Jun smiled and did not directly answer Liang Kui's question.

He picked up the splint next to him and began to use a bandage to fix the fracture of the injured man's left calf.

During the whole process, Chen Jun was not only very skillful in his movements, he was also able to communicate with the wounded from time to time.

Wang Heng looked on in shock and couldn't help but mutter to himself that he would never compare his training with Chen Jun in the future.

This kind of person is just like Chu Hongfei, a pure beast.

But back then, Chu was not so outrageous, right?
The battlefield first aid bandaging technique is not too difficult, but this is only Wang Heng's junior year and about to be his senior year that he dares to boast about Haikou.

Back then, he was not so angry.

When Chen Jun had taken care of all the simulated injuries and stood up to attention.

Wang Heng was completely silent.

Other students in the class also had confusion written all over their faces. They couldn't quite understand it, but they could still feel it intuitively.

The shift deputy seems to know it again.

To be honest, this feeling of contrast is not pleasant.

Everyone is the same freshmen. Compared with Chen Jun, they are like little losers who are not familiar with the world.

This feels both helpless and sad.

It’s hard to say whether I’m lucky or unlucky to be in the same class with such a person.

Just when everyone was stunned and had different thoughts.

Liang Jingchao, who was standing behind and watching, put the rubber props in his hands on the ground, raised his hands and clapped with smiles in his eyes. The sudden applause made everyone around turn their heads in surprise, when they realized it was the teacher returning.

They all nodded in greeting.

"Hello, teacher."

"Hello, Teacher Liang."

"Well, hello, classmates." Liang Jingchao smiled and walked up to Chen Jun.

Nodding to him, he carefully observed Liang Kui's bandaged head and left calf on the ground.

As a teacher, Liang Jingchao is undoubtedly serious and responsible.

After the inspection, there was some appreciation in his words.

"Classmate, have you ever had any knowledge of medicine before?"

"I don't think your technique is like a beginner's. Your bandage is very good."

"Comrade teacher, I have been exposed to battlefield first aid subjects during military training in high school, and I have indeed practiced them before."

"Oh? High school military training?" Liang Jingchao was even more surprised.

Just at this moment, Wang Heng ran over from the side and answered: "Teacher Liang, this is the vice president of our class. His name is Chen Jun."

"I'm from Guizhou Province. They used to have stricter requirements for high school military training."

"That's it." After listening to Wang Heng's introduction, Liang Jingchao suddenly realized.

As a teacher at the Xijing Military Medical College, he naturally knew that the trainees from Guangxi Province generally performed very well when they first entered the military academy and could easily adapt to the military management system.

The same applies to the Military Medical College. Several of the outstanding students he led were also from Guangxi Province.

"Classmate Chen Jun, are you familiar with first aid?"

"If you are familiar with it, you will be my assistant. You will do it and I will correct it next to you. This will also allow other students to have a more intuitive understanding."

"Tell me, teacher, I'm fine."

Chen Jun responded confidently.

First aid on the battlefield is nothing more than bandaging, stopping bleeding, and fixing.

Of course, what I just taught is only ways to deal with minor injuries and methods to stabilize the injury and wait for rescue.

This subject can involve the word "emergency", so naturally it does not stop there, but also includes ventilation and cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

And emergency rescue techniques in various complex environments.

When Liang Jingchao saw Chen Jun agree, he seemed quite happy. He took Chen Jun's arm and walked forward.

By the way, I took the rubber prop I just mentioned to an open space.

Put it on the ground, and began to act as if there was no one around, and seriously taught Chen Jun some first aid measures and essentials.

It was as if she was afraid that he wouldn't understand.

According to regulations, cardiopulmonary resuscitation is not allowed to be replaced by real people, whether it is assessment or daily training.

Especially young people like Liang Kui and others, who are not very gentle or serious. In the past, real people were used for experiments, and there were many accidents that broke people's ribs.

Liang Jingchao put the model on the ground and had to teach Chen Jun how to operate it step by step.

After all, he is just a civilian, has little experience in leading troops, and does not have much awareness of the overall situation.

Seeing that Chen Jun has such a good foundation, he is eager to fall in love.

I just told others that they can learn more intuitively. Who knows, when I really enter the teaching state.

He completely forgot that he came here today to teach the whole class, not just one person, and focused all his attention on Chen Jun.

Next to him, Wang Heng grinned, feeling quite helpless.

These are both assistants, so why is there such a big difference?

He was like a puppet just now, with no autonomy at all. He could only passively accept what the teacher did.

Why is it that now, when it's Chen Jun's turn to be an assistant, he's being treated so well?
They have reached the level of teaching by words and deeds, and the difference is probably too big.

As for the other students, they looked at each other in confusion, acting like outsiders.

They could only take the initiative to get close to the side and watch Chen Jun learn while they gained some scraps and experience.

Alas, there is no way.

If this person behaves well, he will have privileges wherever he goes.

Teaching continues.

Battlefield first aid took up the entire Saturday, and Chen Jun and the others learned it from morning to afternoon.

Naturally, various attempts are inevitable during this period.

Originally, Wang Heng worked as an assistant, and he was wrapped like a rice dumpling, which made him feel angry.

As a result, I couldn't find a chance to vent.

Who asked Chen Jun to perform well? Under his example, the teacher did ignore other students at first.

But later, when he came to his senses, he took the initiative to take on the tasks of supervision and teaching, and he also had a student like Chen Jun who knew everything.

Liang Jingchao teaches very hard.

Wang Heng was completely marginalized and there was no need for him at all.

This made him depressed for a whole day, and later he couldn't say a word.

Time passed day by day, and soon it was Monday, the fifth week of new training.

It was September 9th, and there were only nine days left before the competition with the Wuyuan.

During this period, colleges and universities across the country have started to reopen one after another, and have uniformly entered the military training stage.

And Lu Yuan’s new training has entered the final stage.

The training schedule of the entire Luyuan base has become tense again, and every day's schedule is full.

At this time, on the training ground.

The location of a class exercise class.

Chen Jun and others were holding Type 95-1 automatic rifles and were practicing standing shooting.

Each one of them was holding a gun, their arms were sore and their eyes were almost blurry, but they didn't dare to make any unnecessary movements.

Because their squad leader, Wang Heng, was hiding behind the backlight like a sixth man, looking here from time to time.

Whenever anyone dares to move, the angry roar will arrive before the person arrives.

In the queue, Yang Fan licked his dry lips and cried bitterly: "Deputy deputy, we are aiming at this every day, when will it be over?"

"I feel like my arms are numb now, and I can't hold on anymore."

"Stay through it until you can shoot a target."

Chen Jun blinked, wiped the sweat off his eyelids, and said casually.

At this moment, Wang Heng, who was sitting in the back, walked up behind them again.

Mutterings were heard.

He said loudly: "What are you talking about? It feels like you have practiced well, right?"

"Everyone has it, switch to the kneeling position and practice."

"Old Wang, come here to get the bullets. We will start target practice from the first area later."

Wang Heng had just finished speaking, and he didn't even wait for Chen Jun and the others to switch their shooting postures.

In the distance, Chu Hongfei, squad leader of the second squad, and the captain of the fourth squad were walking towards this side.

The two men also carried a military green box with a seal in their hands.

Target practice?

Wang Heng was slightly startled when he heard the shout.

"Hey, here we come."

"You guys should disband first."

"Chen Jun, take them to the shooting range to gather."

"Get ready to start shooting later."

Wang Heng quickly explained a few times, and before anyone could react, he turned around and ran over, preparing to receive the bullets.

The people who stayed there were even more confused, and soon there were excited smiles on their faces.

Target shooting is finally here.

Half a month has passed since I was given the gun. I am tired of handling the gun, and I am almost stupid waiting for it.

I practice the gun-holding posture every day, and now I can finally do it for real.

Everyone else could not contain their excitement.

Chen Jun stood there, watching the squad leader's running back, and then looked at the first section where many squad leaders began to gather.

He raised his hand and weighed the 95-1 in his hand, with a smile on his face.

"Let's go, brothers, meet at the shooting range."

(End of this chapter)