1591 Kidnapping

Pain actually has a threshold.

When the pain exceeds this threshold...do you think it will stop hurting?

No, it will hurt more!

The nerves will twitch in pain. In order to allow the operation to proceed normally, Austin has been tied to the operating table.

Just like how a mental hospital treats violent patients, they are always firmly fixed to the bed with calfskin straps.

Like most soldiers, Austin told the doctor, "I don't have any use for this thing," but the doctor still had her restrained.

The moment the needle-nose pliers penetrated the wound and pinched the shrapnel, Austin couldn't control himself from the pain.

She was shaking all over, and there was no anesthetic, no painkillers, and no medicine.

But this is not a big problem, because more medicines will be sent to the front line soon, but those who are injured during this period will have a little... unpleasant experience.

If this is the most intense pain, then it will be even more painful when the shrapnel embedded in the muscle and embedded in the muscle fibers, blood vessels and even nerves is pulled out!

Austin shouted loudly, her face turned red. Every time she shouted, she would spit out some saliva. She looked not only ugly, but also very embarrassed.

The doctor steadily pulled out the shrapnel. He could even feel a suction force coming from the wound to prevent the shrapnel from leaving, but it still left.

Seeing the small shrapnel falling on a plate, Austin seemed to feel better, "Is it over...?"

The doctor took one look and smiled, "It's almost over!"

He glanced at the nurse beside him and said, "Clean her wound and suture it. I'll go next door."

The so-called next door is actually behind a curtain. There is no closed room here. The value of a field hospital is not to let people leave intact, but to let people at least survive.

As for the rest, no one cares.

The little nurse was in her twenties and looked a little green, but her next move made Austin faint.

"We have to clean your wound to make sure there is no dirt or anything left inside. This is also to prevent you from getting infected. We are currently short of special medicines on the front line..."

"I will use this spray bottle to spray the cleaning fluid in. It will hurt a bit, please bear with it..."

"Why are you fainting..."

She is obviously a girl who looks a bit childish, but her actions are completely innocent.

Since the shrapnel did not actually damage the major arteries, but only some relatively small blood vessels, simple treatment can stop the bleeding.

As if cleaning a piece of beef, she clasped it with her fingers, dug it out, flushed it, and then began to sew...

It was already late at night when Austin woke up. The blood loss and injuries made her very hungry now.

She opened her eyes. It was very bright here, and the tent was full of wounded people. However, everyone was not very pessimistic. On the contrary, they were all chatting.

When the nurse saw her waking up, she helped her drink some water, eat something briefly, and then went to do other things.

Listening to everyone chatting, I don't know why, my mood becomes calmer.

"Hey!"

"The beauty over there!"

Someone named Austin.

Austin looked back at the man who called her. He was a soldier in his thirties with the rank of sergeant.

In his thirties, he is still a sergeant... You can't say that he has no future. In fact, soldiers of this age are the real backbone of the army.

From a purely combat perspective, they are more important than those colonels and generals.

But these days, whether they are important or not does not mean they are indispensable. There are only a few generals, but there are many staff sergeants.

This sergeant had never met Austin. It was not uncommon for female soldiers in the federal army, but there were still relatively few female soldiers on the front line.

As we all know, to some extent, female soldiers have become a very difficult thing to talk about within the military... something like a plan.

At first, feminist organizations did not think about the dire consequences they would have for women by allowing them to join the military. You know, the military is a place that values ​​absolute obedience.

You can question what your superior asks you to do, but you cannot refuse any of his orders!

Soon these female soldiers either couldn't bear it and left the army, or they became the playthings of the army.

Because not everyone can leave the army casually. If deserters were not held accountable, the military discipline of the Federation would have been broken long ago.

A few women were freed, but most chose to obey and remain silent in order to avoid a court martial.

These women rarely appear on the front line, and the training they receive is not enough to prepare them for the high intensity of real war.

So when there was an injured female soldier in the military camp, everyone was still very curious.

In fact, before Austin woke up, they had inquired about each other and knew more or less about Austin's origins.

Former border guard sentry, later discharged, now re-enlisted.

Everyone admired her and had no other intentions.

This is also the relatively simplest side of the military. As long as you have the ability, you can shut up anyone, including your superior officer.

They are just injured now and want to find something to occupy their time.

Austin looked at him, "If I were you, I would shut up immediately because my teeth wouldn't want to leave my gums!"

The camp suddenly burst into laughter, and someone whistled. The sergeant was not angry, but smiled, "I heard that you have retired from the army, and you still have a good job as a bodyguard for a big boss."

"Why are you back again?"

"This shouldn't be your battlefield!"

Although the military did not disclose who Austin worked as a bodyguard, the person who could keep the military secret was definitely not an ordinary person.

Everyone thinks...this woman is crazy, otherwise why would she come back?

Austin sat on the head of the bed. She rummaged through her clothes, took out a variegated Klove, bit open both ends, and lit them.

The strong smell of tobacco suddenly filled the tent. She slowly exhaled the smoke in her mouth and shook her head, "I don't know if anything made me make this decision that I didn't even think of."

"I think... it might be a call to duty."

"This is my battlefield, this is my mission!"

The boys immediately cheered loudly, the sergeant also whistled, and then the atmosphere became particularly lively.

Some young people curiously asked Austin what life was like as a bodyguard. In fact, for today's young people in the Federation, especially those who have enlisted in the army, the army is not entirely a bad place.

Because Blackstone Security recruits people from the military every year, being able to enter Blackstone Security means that one's class has been jumped. Young people from the middle class and upper class will not serve as soldiers during war times, unless they are from the military.

Almost all of the young people here now come from all corners of society. They are at the bottom of society, and only in this way can they not escape the fate of being drafted.

However, if you can survive, you may be able to enter the safety of Blackstone, and becoming the middle class will no longer be a dream!

Not to mention the envy of ordinary people, Blackstone Security's welfare benefits are envied by even officers. A handful of senior field officers like Blackstone Security are on vacation for more than half of every year, but their annual income is still more than 100,000 yuan!

It is common for even low-level employees to earn an income of 20,000 to 30,000 yuan a year.

The main business of Blackstone Security is military outsourcing orders and the provision of security strategies.

They were conducting military operations, but the security strategy was still unfamiliar to them. Coupled with the yearning for the life of the rich, Austin started to chat with everyone about Lynch's extremely luxurious life after posting a few variegated posts. .

When the doctor came for the last check in the middle of the night, he was a little surprised. The wounded here were all in high spirits. He even specifically asked the nurse if he had given the wrong medicine.

It was later discovered that a rich man's luxurious life had made them hyperactive, and the doctor wrote an observation report and published it in the Federation's most famous medical journal, "Doctor."

But no matter how energetic people are, they will still fall into trouble. After all, everyone is a wounded person.

After the lights were turned off at night, the surrounding gradually became quiet. Except for the occasional faint gunfire from far away, there was almost no sound!

At three o'clock in the evening, many dense black shadows appeared outside the military camp.

These shadows were hidden in the bushes outside the searchlights. These people were from Marillo's resistance group. The purpose of their trip was to attack this camp, then take the wounded hostage, and negotiate with the federal government.

In other words, blackmailing the federal government!

The federal government always talks about morality, ethics and humanity, and talks about peace, but they are doing what only invaders would do!

These people just want to see if the federal government will compromise and accept their demands!

Aren’t you guys full of truth?

It’s you who have to make the choice now!

Behind this resistance organization was not only Pengjiao's military assistance, but also many sergeants from Pengjiao's vassal country.

These people are of little value on the frontal battlefield. Not all countries' armies can match the army of the Pengeo Empire, otherwise these countries will not become its vassals.

But having them appear here to help the Marillos fight against the Federals is enough.

They even deliberately chose a field hospital just to create a complicated situation.

At 3:12, the patrolling soldiers passed by a remote and backlit place. After the soldiers left, these black shadows immediately took the opportunity to sneak in.

It's past three o'clock and most people are already asleep.

Days of fighting have destroyed everyone's ability to withstand stress. It's not their fault, anyone can get sleepy!

Only this time, the cost of being sleepy is serious!