Game of Destiny: This player is different

This piece of soap from the prison bathroom became extremely slippery after being soaked in clean water.

The extremely small friction made it slide half a meter in a straight line after landing.

And the half-crouching special operations team member also cooperated and stepped on the soap after getting up.

With his head down and his butt up, he fell hard in the classic "soaping trick" posture.

His chin came into close contact with the floor tiles, and he instantly saw stars and was dizzy.

In a trance, he vaguely saw a burly man rushing out from the side.

Without saying a word, he covered his mouth and dragged him to a dark corner.

"Ugh! Ugh!!"

Let me go, hooligan!

The panicked eyes of the special operations team members and the sobbing of desperate calls for help clearly expressed this meaning.

Unfortunately, the scene was in chaos at this time.

The four companions were busy with their own affairs and did not notice what was happening here at all.

Qin Nuo, who succeeded in the sneak attack, dragged the team member of similar size into the bathroom.

He first hit him with a series of punches, making him unconscious.

Then he wrapped his right arm around the opponent's throat, and clenched his left hand joints.

He pressed his left arm against the back of his head, strangling him with a joint technique called "throat strangle".

Strong and powerful arms plus 9 points of strength.

In a short while, the team member's eyes rolled back and he suffocated to death.

In line with the principle of not wasting, Qin Nuo quickly took off his bulletproof vest and put it on himself.

He smeared some blood on his clothes and face, pretending to be fighting bloody battles.

Finally, he pulled out the dagger from the opponent's leg bag and stabbed him twice in the heart, and only felt relieved when he was sure he was dead.

The operation seemed cumbersome, but it actually took only thirty seconds.

When Qin Nuo, who was covered in red, walked out of the bathroom, the battle in the corridor was almost white-hot.

The remaining lurkers and cauliflower heads fought hard with the four special forces.

In close combat, guns were completely useless.

Fists, teeth, and claws were the protagonists.

As intelligent creatures, humans completely aroused their inherent ferocity at this time.

Driven by the desire to survive, they fought desperately in the most primitive way.

Qin Nuo held the M16A4 and raised his hand to help the nearest team member out of the siege with two shots.

Then he quickly knelt down with his right leg, and his buttocks sat on his right heel.

The left leg and the right leg were kept at a distance of nearly 90 degrees, and the left elbow was placed on the left leg, with the calf kept vertical.

With the handle of the gun in his palm, he pulled the trigger at the monsters in front in a very standard kneeling shooting posture.

Da! Da! Da! Da!

30 bullets were poured out in a few seconds.

The monsters were caught off guard by this black gun.

In the narrow corridor, a volley of bullets fell, and more than ten monster corpses fell on the spot.

The scene was quiet instantly.

The half-crippled special forces pushed away the smelly corpses on their bodies.

Panting, staring blankly at the companion who turned the tide.

Accurate shooting, bloody face, and impeccable posture.

When did this kid become so brave?

"Cough... cough..."

A cough broke the silence.

The middle-aged man who was targeted by the monsters and was the most seriously injured.

He propped himself up with his elbows and said with difficulty: "0123, good job."

0123?

Qin Nuo glanced at the newly changed vest, and there was a dog tag on the chest.

It was indeed engraved with the four numbers "0123".

So they called each other by the dog tag number.

Because he was similar in size to the original owner of the vest and had a tactical hood on his head, the people around him could not tell whether he was real or fake and directly regarded him as a companion.

Qin Nuo did not say much, and silently stood up and walked to the side of the middle-aged man.

This man had just been "locked up" by four monsters, and one of his eyes was blinded.

His arms, thighs, shoulder blades, etc. were all torn and bitten.

His skin was torn and his appearance was quite miserable.

If emergency bandages were not done, there would be only two outcomes.

Death from excessive blood loss or wound infection.

"Captain, you are seriously injured. I will help you treat the wound."

Qin Nuo lowered his voice and said vaguely.

"No, it's okay. This little injury won't kill you."

The middle-aged man tore off the tactical hood on his face, revealing a resolute and decisive face.

His lips were pale, and he didn't look like he was fine.

"Captain, you should lie down first."

Qin Nuo sincerely advised: "We are here, even if there is another wave, we can hold on."

"Stop it! Those guys are endless, and they will attack by surprise!"

The middle-aged man thought of this, and his blood surged, and he couldn't help but spit out a blood mist.

He was just holding on, but in the endBefore he could catch his breath, he fainted.

"Don't get angry when you're so seriously injured."

Qin Nuo complained to himself, but pretended to be panicked, and shook the middle-aged man desperately: "Captain, what's wrong with you! Don't fall asleep! Wake up!"

A team member stopped him and said: "0123, be gentle. The captain has lost too much blood and is in shock. We need to give him a blood transfusion immediately."

"Blood transfusion? Where is the blood here?"

After Qin Nuo finished speaking, he suddenly looked at the man who spoke with a burning gaze.

"You, what are you staring at me for?"

"Nothing, I think it's too late to find a blood bag now, so it's better to use the local material."

"What do you mean?!"

"That's..."

Halfway through his words, Qin Nuo forcibly pulled the man over.

Took out a dagger and prepared to cut his wrist.

"Are you crazy? Let me go, let me go!"

The man struggled frantically, but his wrist seemed to be clamped by an iron clamp and he couldn't get it free.

Seeing that he couldn't get free, he stared at Qin Nuo fiercely: "0123, I tell you, don't mess around, otherwise don't blame me for turning my face against you."

Then Qin Nuo ignored him.

He cut his wrist directly, then aimed the wound at the middle-aged man's wrist that had been cut, and pressed them together tightly.

The other two were stunned.

This is the first time I have seen such a hardcore blood transfusion method in my life.

Does it really work?

Tick, tick...

The blood dripped down the wrist, gradually forming a small pool of blood on the floor tiles.

The team member who was forced to cut his wrist watched helplessly as most of his blood was wasted, and he wanted to cry but had no tears.

"By the way, what is your blood type?"

Qin Nuo, who was concentrating on treating the patient, blurted out a question.

"AB type."

"AB type?"

Hearing this, Qin Nuo put his nose to the middle-aged man's wrist and sniffed it, then his face changed: "Oh no, the captain is type B."

Then he looked at the pale-faced team member and asked: "Why didn't you say it earlier? Different blood types cannot be transfused. Do you have any medical knowledge?"

After saying that, he slapped the other person in the face.

It seemed like "You are a bastard who is holding me back and delayed my treatment."