The boss is dying!"

"Time!" "Now!" "Stop! First aid!" "Time!"

"Thirty seconds, no! Ten seconds!"

Despair, sadness, anger, and confusion.

The electronic interference can no longer be maintained. The conversation that comes over the intercom is free of unnecessary nonsense, not a word, not even a half sentence. If we hadn't cooperated for many years and become extremely familiar with each other, this kind of conversation would not be able to convey accurate information. .??.

Yuri was about to die, and the military doctor reported. Someone asked how long he could last. The military doctor's answer was that he was about to die, so someone decided to stop the car and give first aid, and then someone else asked how long it would take.

The military doctor first answered thirty seconds, but he immediately changed it to ten seconds because Yuri's heart had stopped.

Ten seconds.

The speed is one hundred and forty kilometers per hour, which means that one second is almost thirty-nine meters. After ten seconds, it stops and starts to rescue Yuri. If someone intercepts it now, it can only be a few hundred meters away.

But having a few hundred meters is better than operating on Yuri under the enemy's gunpoint. The dialogue is short, the decision is made quickly, and someone needs to execute it.

"Set up a defensive line!" "Four vehicles."

"Six vehicles, two vehicles for support." "The effect cannot be guaranteed!" "Absolute safety is required."

No one gave an order. This was a group of people discussing countermeasures. There was no need to think about the method. The people behind were responsible for blocking. Four vehicles were enough, but in order to ensure the effect, two vehicles were needed to provide support.

But it's not enough to guarantee that the enemy will be blocked instantly.

Absolute safety is required. No one can attack Yuri who is undergoing surgery, and even stray bullets will not work. What should I do?

Finally, an unknown person said on the intercom: "Crash! I'm responsible for the collision!" The countermeasure was collision, and the person who proposed this plan was personally responsible.

"implement!"

"One is not enough, two are safe, and I am also responsible for the collision." The first said firmly, while the second said calmly.

Once the plan is determined, it will be executed.

The car at the back slowed down crazily. When the speed dropped to a level where it could withstand a U-turn while traveling, the four cars beautifully completed a U-turn while traveling.

Adjust, the two cars are side by side, adjust the distance, it does not need to be too tight, but it is enough to block the entire two-lane highway. The two cars behind are close to the roadside and keep up.

The four vehicles slowed down, turned around, accelerated again, and collided head-on with the inescapable pursuers. I don’t know who was unlucky.

Either of the two cars in front may have been hit. Considering the car behind was also traveling at a speed of over 140 kilometers per hour, the impact meant death, with no possibility of survival.

The pursuer's car started to slow down, but it was too late. He started to turn the steering wheel, but it was still too late.

The people in the four cars closed their eyes at the same time, because all four cars were likely to be hit by the collision. Who knows which direction the other car would turn in a hurry.

When the collision occurred, there was a loud noise, and the two cars that collided stopped and then backed up. "The collision was successful."

There is no need to tell who is speaking.

The living person opened his eyes, had no time to rejoice that he was not the one who was killed, and then started shooting. The road was blocked, opened fire, and blocked.

"Interception successful."

The car stopped, the car pulling Yuri stopped, the door opened, and the military doctor dragged Yuri from the car and pulled him to the road. Yuri fell heavily to the ground.

The military doctor already had a scalpel in his hand. He slashed and cut vertically, exposing the ribs.

bone.

After breaking the ribs, one by one, the military doctor took hold of Yuri's heart and squeezed it hard. The injection that should be given had already been given, and what he had to do now was to keep the slightest hope.

Anyone who says this operation is unreasonable and illegal is an idiot, because in the conventional sense, Yuri is already dead. Manual cardiac pacing.

The assistant knelt aside and stuck the plasma bag on Yuri's arm, while a companion with a gun in his right hand raised the blood bag with his left hand.

The military doctor pinched Yuri's heart with his hands. On the fourth stroke, he felt the beating of his heart. The left side was the heart. If the heartbeat stopped, he pinched it with his hands until it beat.

The right side is the lung. The lobe of the lung was punctured, he lost a lot of blood and was unable to breathe on his own. So an artificial lung was used to help him breathe.

The entire chest was opened, the damaged lung lobes were ligated, and then the military doctor inserted the breathing tube into Yuri's trachea. He said to the people around him: "Compress!"

Something similar to an air bag is an artificial lung, but it is different from the one in the ICU. It needs to be manually pressed repeatedly, just like inflating a bicycle to forcefully restore Yuri's stopped breathing.

The heartbeat was restored, although it was very weak, and the breathing was restored, although it was forced by external force. But in a biological sense, Yuri was alive now.

Although Yuri's injury seemed to be more serious, and it seemed that there was no point in him trying to hold his breath like this.

But the nameless people in Black Box think it makes sense.

"Time?" "Ten minutes!" "What else?" "Hospital!"

"After going to the hospital"

Someone asked Yuri how long he could live like this, and the military doctor said he could last ten minutes. Someone asked what would be needed to completely revive Yuri, and the military doctor said he needed a hospital.

But everyone knows that there is no way to go to the hospital now.

So someone hesitantly asked if going to the hospital could ensure Yuri's resuscitation. The military doctor was silent for a moment, and he had to give an answer as accurate as possible. "One percent!"

It is as accurate as possible, but it is not necessarily accurate. Please pay attention to the difference. But there is a 100% hope that someone will be willing to gamble.

"Go to the hospital! Go to the hospital! I will solve it, I. I will solve it!" the military doctor replied, and then someone gave him an answer.

So the military doctor said to the person responsible for compressing the artificial lung: "Don't stop!" Don't stop, that is, don't stop even if you die. If you stop, Yuri will die.

So the artificial lung continued to perform compressions, and the military doctor began to continue his treatment.

"For blood transfusion, prepare dried plasma for later use, and gather people with the same blood type to prepare for person-to-person blood transfusion."

What is needed is very simple, and the surgery to be performed is also very simple. What is not simple is to do it on the road, under enemy attacks, and in an extremely limited time.

What is more complicated is that there are people who are willing to use their lives to create the conditions to accomplish this.

The military doctor has done all he can do, and now he needs a hospital with complete facilities and good conditions.

The military doctor looked at the people around him. He did not stand up, but said calmly: "I have done what I can do." There was still fighting behind him, but it was not fierce.

But to go to the hospital, someone has to do something.

A man stood up and whispered: "You go to the hospital, and I will be responsible for ensuring that you will not be disturbed when you arrive at the hospital. Regardless of success or failure, I will give it a try."
Chapter completed!