Chapter 298

Twenty minutes later, Qin Fei sat on a stump about a few hundred meters away from the river. He unloaded his combat vest and ammunition and took out his medical bag to deal with his wound.

So far, Qin Fei is still not sure who the Red Beret he killed is.

It seems that the guy is a big man. His death will certainly confuse the rebels for a while. At least he still has some spare time to deal with the gunshot wound, otherwise he can't go far with the gunshot wound.

There are two ways in front of him now - take it out immediately or leave it for the doctor to take it out after going to the hospital in free city.

From a security point of view, the second is undoubtedly the best choice, but from the current situation, Qin Fei had to take out the warhead as soon as possible.

Because he has a long way to escape, the warhead left in his body will bring severe pain, and constantly rubbing the muscle tissue may lead to continuous bleeding.

The warhead will be taken sooner or later. It will take at least ten hours from here to the port of loko, and a few hours from the port of loko to the free city by boat. It will be a second crime when it is disassembled after coagulation, and it will cause a second injury.

More importantly, most of the bullets used by the rebels here are made locally, and the manufacturing process is very rough. Some warheads contain heavy metals such as lead, which will cause poisoning if they stay too long. Qin Fei doesn't want to die of acute tetanus.

Due to the location of the wound, Qin Fei could not see all the conditions in the wound, which gave him a headache.

There are pliers in the medical bag. Qin Fei decided to take out the warhead by an extremely test of his patience, that is, relying on the pliers to reach into the bullet hole and pull it out by hand.

Self treatment of wounds in the field is a technical job. The general army has health soldiers specially trained in health first aid to take charge of this work, but Qin Fei knows what to do.

He didn't know why he knew so well how to deal with the wound, but these knowledge seemed to remain in his mind like words engraved on a stone, and would pop up when needed.

A strange troop number suddenly popped out of my mind, 203

203？

What's this?

For a moment, many faces appeared in his mind. Those were soldiers in camouflage clothes. Everyone was talking and laughing in the field. It was obviously training.

A little man's face appeared and shouted fiercely at everyone

This little man looks like Lei Gong described in the fairy tale

Qin Fei shook his head hard. Recently, he always had this illusion. He felt that this should be the picture left by his previous service.

However, he has retired and committed a crime. Unfortunately, those pictures and the feelings between his comrades in arms are so warm.

Even the dwarf officer who looked like Lei Gong didn't look disgusting at all.

When looking for disinfectant in the medical bag, Qin Fei found a serious problem.

The medical bag and the kettle are all over.

Several AK47 bullets fired at his right side not only pierced his kettle, but also the bottle containing disinfectant.

Now all that can be used in the bag are quick hemostatic agent, hemostatic cotton and self-adhesive gauze.

"I..."

Qin Fei sighed and almost scolded his mother again.

However, he still felt that it was a great blessing in misfortune. He was shot by the Red Beret at a close range by the desert eagle, but he didn't wear his bulletproof vest. The AK-47 used by the rebel soldiers shooting at him on the side was made of local bullets. Before hitting Qin Fei, he had broken a small tree and then penetrated the kettle, so he didn't go directly into the abdominal cavity.

Compared with the loss of a bottle of sterilized water and a household's drinking water, it has been a blessing in misfortune.

Without disinfectant, we can only rely on the old method of disinfection - high temperature.

Qin Fei took out a chain saw from the tool accessory bag and picked up a dry branch. He just wanted to do it, thought about it, put down his things and looked around.

Then he stood up and walked more than 20 meters away, tied a small vine to the pull ring of a grenade, and pulled the small vine across the grass.

In this way, as long as someone passes by, the grenade will be triggered. At least you can have a little time to escape.

Back to the original place, Qin Fei kept pulling back and forth on the stick with a chain saw, and small sawdust began to fall on both sides of the stick. Soon, due to the continuous pulling, the chain saw and the stick produced high temperature, and the incision became dark gradually.

Finally, a little spark appeared. Qin Fei quickly put the sawdust gently on the Mars and blew it gently.

Fortunately, the fire finally lit.

Qin Fei grabbed a handful of dead leaves and put them on, and then put some small wooden sticks.

Lighting a fire in the jungle may expose his whereabouts, but Qin Fei had no choice but to finish all this and escape as soon as possible.

Put the pliers on the fire and bake it for a while. Qin Fei sat on the ground, stuffed a wooden stick into his mouth and bit it, and then put the pliers into the bloody bullet hole

"Well -"

Unspeakable pain came from the wound. Qin Fei trembled like a fish that had been electrocuted. His face suddenly turned red, his eyes almost fell to the ground, and the stick in his mouth was about to bite.

It's a kind of compound pain, including burning pain and the pain of muscle wound being touched.

Qin Fei knew he could not shrink back. Once he took back the pliers, he was not sure whether he had the courage to repeat this tormenting procedure again.

The pliers seem to have touched something.

warhead!

Qin Fei was delighted.

Then take a deep breath, because he has to open the pliers to clamp the tail.

Expanding in the wound is also a fatal thing.

Ready, Qin Fei was cruel and opened his pliers.

"Well -"

He once again felt the feeling of almost fainting caused by the extreme pain. This pain made Qin Fei's eyes exude tears, but he didn't cry, but he was laughing.

When the pain reaches the extreme, it becomes a smile.

Click——

The tip of the pliers grabbed the unit. Qin Fei gritted his teeth and pulled hard. The warhead gushed out of the wound with a stream of blood.

Qin Fei fell on the ground like a dog in pain. He was sweating all over and wet all over. He kept cursing in his mouth.

At this time, scold a few words in your heart in order to vent the unbearable pain.

"Shit... Shit... Fuck you..."

After scolding for a while and taking a few breaths, Qin Fei quickly sat up in pain, poured the quick hemostatic on the wound, sealed it with cotton wool, and finally wrapped it with self-adhesive gauze.

After all this, Qin Fei really felt much better about the wound after the extreme pain just now.

But he knew it was not over and he had to leave here at once.

It's too close to the place where he killed just now. If the hunter leads people to track here, he will be in great trouble.

As soon as I picked up my things and stood up, I heard the "boom" of the grenade I arranged thirty meters away.

Obviously, someone tracked it.

Qin Fei won the lottery again.

Obviously, the stumbling mine he arranged was not first discovered by the hunter. It is estimated that the unlucky rebel soldier who scattered the search was triggered.

Without delay, Qin Fei picked up his gun, put out the fire and ran into the dense forest.