star wars strongest infantry

Chapter 66 NO 40

An injury like a broken bone is considered both a serious injury and a minor injury in this era.

In the absence of treatment, breaking three ribs like Turner did, one of which pierced into the lung lobe, is definitely a serious injury. Even if the broken bones can be repaired, internal injuries such as lung lobe injuries are extremely difficult. If you are not careful, the final result may even cause death.

However, in the case of sound medical means, this kind of injury is not a problem at all.

Turner fell asleep for 10 hours under the effect of anesthesia. When he woke up, his injuries were much lighter. After 8 hours of recuperation, the three broken bones had been connected under the urging of special drugs, and they were just new growths. Bones are relatively fragile and cannot withstand too heavy a blow.

During this time, Turner tried to contact Second Lieutenant Marcus and Lei Xuanxiaolin, but unexpectedly, everyone turned off their communicators completely and could not receive Turner's contact at all.

Uncle Luo has gone back and forth outside Turner's room three times, staying for a while and then leaving each time, each time staying longer than the last time, obviously worried about their young master, but it is not easy to disturb Turner's recovery.

I did some simple exercises in the room, roughly tested the strength of the injury, and then carefully put the equipment on the table into the accustomed position. Turner pushed the door and walked out, just in time Uncle Luo who came here for the fourth time.

Seeing Turner coming out of the room, Uncle Luo was a little happy, and hurriedly asked: "Mr. Turner, forgive me, but have you contacted my young master? How is he now?"

Turner replied truthfully: "They turned off the communicator, I can't contact them, but I probably know what they are doing, so I will go find them and come back."

Although Uncle Luo had already guessed something when he saw Turner fully dressed and armed, he was still a little surprised when he heard Turner's words with his own ears, and asked, "You want to go out? But, your injury hasn't healed yet... ..."

"The bones have been connected, but they are still a little fragile. As long as you are careful when you act, you will be fine. It is a bit worrying that they have been out for so long but no news has come back." Turner chuckled lightly, trying to use a smile Come to appease the anxious and worried Uncle Luo.

"Then I will trouble you." Uncle Luo was a little moved, and bowed deeply to Turner.

When passing by Jiang Chuer's room, Turner suddenly wanted to knock on the door and let him know, but when he thought of the girl guarding his room all night last night, and chatting with him for several hours after he woke up, until the eyelids twitched I couldn't bear it any longer before I went to bed. I had rested for less than 3 hours now, resisting the urge to knock on the door, turned my head and left.

As soon as he left the outermost secret door of the underground clubhouse, Turner immediately entered a state of absolute vigilance. 18 hours was enough for the Kua coalition forces to bring the city under control, and enemy attacks could appear from anywhere at any time.

After roughly identifying the direction, Turner used the surrounding buildings to sneak towards the headquarters of the 19rd Infantry Division. Compared with this city, it is obviously more suitable as the headquarters of the attack, and that traitor Du Chen also has great The big one might still be there. Marcus brought [-] soldiers from the [-]th Battalion, and it was impossible to cause any trouble to the large force, so their target was only Doutzen.

Hiding between two rows of shelves in a convenience store next to an intersection, watching the patrol team consisting of 2 mechas and 3 light armored tanks pass by, Turner quickly jumped out of the shelves, and ran towards the diagonally opposite with the fastest speed. The building rushed forward, followed by a diving leap, and jumped through a hole in the glass door of the building.

Landing on the ground, rolling a few times to relieve the force of the forward rush, the sound of vehicles moving on the street outside at the same time, and two personnel carriers drove quickly along the route of the previous patrol team.

After a brief search in the building, he quickly found a back door. Just as Turner was about to leave through that back door, his heart beat violently. Beside a window, peeking out carefully through the window.

Snapped!
Turner shrank his head suddenly, the glass on the window shattered, a gust of wind slid past Turner's head, hit the floor in front of Turner, and burst out a cloud of shimmering light.

Energy bomb!Sniper rifle!

Turner moved away from the window for the first time, cold sweat streaming down his temples, those few pryings failed to find anything, and the shrinking of his head was purely an automatic crisis avoidance made by his well-trained body!

"Damn it!" Turner cursed secretly, and immediately wanted to return to the front hall and leave here, but was discovered by an enemy. The next thing waiting for Turner must be more reinforcements.

Just as he was about to get up, the second energy bomb from the sniper hiding in the dark had already arrived, passed through the shattered window, and hit a place not far from where Turner gathered.

"Can he see me?" A bad thought came to Turner's mind. He was in a position where he would not be able to hit unless the other party probed in. The purpose of this shot was obviously to force him into in place.

Turner leaned against the wall and continued to move slowly to one side.

Snapped!
It was another shot, and it was a little farther away from Turner than before, but it was only because of the angle that it couldn't get so close.

"What's the situation? Can he really see me? But if he can see me, he can just kill me with one shot. Just like the first shot, why are there still shots that can't be shot at the wrong angle? The situation?" Turner leaned against the wall and stopped moving, his brain spinning rapidly.

Boom!
While Turner was thinking, no more bullets came in, but a slight sound came into Turner's ears. Turner was slightly startled, and hurriedly listened intently.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
There were several beeps in succession, until the No.16 beep, along with the beep, there was a trace of vibration, and the place where the vibration came from was... the back of the head!
Turner was startled, and rushed forward without even thinking about it. The next moment, the wall behind his head where he was before suddenly exploded, and an energy bomb shot in from the broken hole, rubbing against Turner. The back of his head flew over, taking a few hairs with him.

The sniper knew Turner's location completely, and used energy bombs to carve out a passage on the thick wall of the building, leading to Turner's head. Then his head also turned into a watermelon, rotten watermelon!
"Let's kill this guy!" Turner yelled in his heart, but he didn't stop at all, and rushed towards the front hall. The moment he threw himself into the safe passage, a bullet flew quickly, but in the end it only hit It landed a few centimeters behind his heel without causing any damage.

Passing through the 7-8 meter long safety passage in three steps, Turner rushed into the front hall of the building. Seeing that the door was less than 10 meters ahead, Turner suddenly dodged and hid behind a pillar.

Snapped!
An energy bomb exploded on the pillar, and the sniper was one step ahead of Turner!
(End of this chapter)