Von Schneider's eyelids moved slightly, which meant that he woke up from a long sleep.
He didn't open his eyes because he didn't know what state he was in. He didn't need to actively recall what he was doing the moment before he lost consciousness, because there was no need. Whether it was before or after he fell into coma, his mind had already been filled with a thought, and that thought was the reason that supported him to live until now.
Live and get the important news out.
Now it seems that he has indeed survived, but he is not sure what kind of environment he has fallen into.
After quietly sensing his physical condition and the surrounding environment, Schneider first determined that he was in a closed space, lying on the bed facing the ceiling. His eyes with closed eyelids received even light, which could be judged by the brightness. The light source that illuminates this space is an incandescent lamp of about 30 watts; the only air circulation method in the space relies on the continuously operating device above the southeast corner, which should be the ventilation vent; the environment is very quiet, and based on his hearing He could hear the sound of another pin hitting the ground through the cement wall ten centimeters behind, but now there was almost no noise except the sound of airflow from the air inlet, so he should be in an extremely remote and closed room now.
Now my mouth and nose should be connected to the tracheal intubation, and 10 electrode pads are attached to the skin surface of my body. This number, plus the position of the electrode pads, should be connected to the dynamic electrocardiogram, so now I The heart rate needs to be slowed down again to maintain the frequency around the time of coma.
The wound on the left side of the neck has been sutured and covered with medicine and gauze for protection. It is a very advanced medical method. He knows the injury best before losing consciousness. To treat the wound to this extent requires complete and cutting-edge medical treatment. The system serves as support... In fact, by this point, Schneider already roughly knows where he is now.
"When I was looking up Chu Zihang's resume, I saw a very interesting file. He got a rare full score in his first field training class after enrolling because he successfully ambush his instructor. He was submerged in a pool of foul-smelling mud for two whole days and one night. It was not until the unlucky instructor passed by according to the route he calculated that he got violent and pulled him into the mud to subdue him."
Schneider heard the words of the person sitting next to the bed, slowly opened his eyes, and turned his head to see the old man in formal clothes sitting on the chair next to him.
"I have long felt that although Chu Zihang is indeed excellent, as a freshman and a new commissioner, his patience and caution are not commensurate with his age and qualifications. It was not until I found out who his instructor was that I was confused. Only then did the ice melt." Angers put his hands on the knees of his crossed legs, "So what is the reason that would make a person who is many times more cautious and patient than Chu Zihang commit the same position? What about the mistakes that his students would never make under the same circumstances?”
Schneider did not answer because he could not answer now. He was still intubated and ventilated to assist. But it is obvious that Angers is not here to hold accountable, because this old man never does such meaningless things. If he trusts a person, then there is no need to explain to him everything that person does and all the consequences. It will not be questioned, and Schneider happens to be one of the people Angers trusts.
But Schneider didn't have to rush to tear off his oxygen tube to answer Ange's question, because the old man's eyes and expression didn't seem to be really kept in the dark. He was just asking and answering himself.
"I thought you had come out a little bit after all these years." Angers said.
Schneider didn't answer, his iron-gray eyes looked at Angers quietly, and Angers looked at him.
"Is that really the case?" Ange nodded to confirm the answer in his heart, "The enemy who attacked you knows many secrets that should not be exposed to the light of day. You cannot resist the temptation of these secrets, which is why you are in your current situation."
Schneider was unable to speak with the oxygen tube inserted, but Angers had roughly guessed some of the reasons that led to his friend appearing in the botanical garden late last night and being seriously injured.
"It is now eleven hours after the ice cellar attack. You were unconscious for eleven hours. It is already one o'clock in the afternoon the next day. Where you are now
This place is the intensive care area of the Ministry of Health, and you were out of the life-threatening area just three hours ago, so my suggestion is that you'd better not move around now, and even if you want to talk, say as little as possible. "
"Major bleeding from the carotid artery, hemorrhage from the liver and gallbladder, parenchymal rupture of the right kidney, and three broken ribs. The most serious injury was the puncture of the lung lobe caused by the broken rib. Fortunately, you had replaced the artificial lung lobe a long time ago, so the most serious injury was On the contrary, it has become the most acceptable. Carotid artery hemorrhage is indeed a fatal injury, but you are very lucky. The hibernation system placed on you by the equipment department detected the changes in your vital signs and activated it in time. In the state of suspended animation Your bleeding rate has been greatly slowed down."
Angers carefully counted the medals that Schneider received after this crisis, "Actually, you should have died in the ice cellar, but someone saved you, temporarily treated your wounds and moved you to the door of the health building. The department on duty The director performed the surgery on you despite an 8.3-magnitude earthquake. Under such circumstances, you were rescued. It can only be said to be a miracle."
It should be said that the dean of the department who was able to perform surgery under an 8.3-magnitude earthquake was the miracle itself, right? Schneider thought silently and looked at Angers silently.
Angers saw what Schneider was thinking, "Dr. Huangfu worked as a field doctor for a period of time. He traveled on more than three battlefields and saved thousands of lives that should have been taken away by artillery fire. Compared with being in a bomb crater in a firefight zone, It was not difficult for him to perform surgery, suture your wounds and make an incision during the earthquake. The only troublesome thing was probably the local breakpoint at that time. He could only perform the surgery in the dark to test his basic skills."
This is no longer a matter of basic skills, right? Schneider wanted to say this, but his condition didn't allow it.
"In short, the fact that you are still lying here means that you are not destined to die. Some information is destined to be brought back to the world from the border of hell. Even if the scythe of death hangs around your neck, you can still crawl back. ." Ange said slowly,
"You were able to survive not only because of your good fortune, but mainly because someone in the ice cellar snatched you back from the hands of death last night, but at the same time a high-intensity battle broke out, and an earthquake of magnitude 8 swept through the entire surrounding area. Neighboring Chicago was also affected, but fortunately, the building structure of the college was rebuilt with fire and earthquake protection in mind, so the overall structure did not suffer much damage. Only a few buildings that had not had time to be rebuilt collapsed, and a few people were slightly injured. Number of deaths.”
Schneider's eyes slowly relaxed.
"The atmosphere in the college is relatively tense now. The dean of the department announced the temporary suspension of classes. The students independently formed a patrol team and people from the executive department patrolled the college alternately. After all, after being baptized by the King of Bronze and Fire, the current students are We attach great importance to this situation. Norma's warning last night was also marked with 'Dragon Invasion.' Angers crossed his fingers and touched them, leaning his elbows on his legs and bending slightly to look sideways at Schneider on the hospital bed.
"But what exactly is the situation, I think only you, the person who can be found, know it. I want to know what kind of enemies you encountered, and how you survived - you know what I mean, survive until rescue Get there."
Schneider gradually sat up, and Ange also came close to help him remove the breathing tube. After a slightly hoarse cough and clearing of phlegm, Ange handed him a glass of warm water.
Schneider took a sip of water, exhaled a heavy breath, and spoke slowly, using an almost indistinguishable hoarse voice, "He was wearing a black combat uniform. His face could not be seen clearly. His height and weight should have been distorted and changed. It has no reference value."
"It's not surprising that you concealed your identity, but you should have other information. You won't throw yourself into a trap in vain. Even if you act impulsively, you should have at least three back-ups."
Angers did know his friend very well, and Schneider nodded along with his guess, "I carried an alchemy firearm that was still being tested by the Equipment Department. It was filled with 'pseudo... The bullets from the Philosopher's Stone, a whole magazine, according to tests, even if the third generation species is hit by this kind of bullet, it will produce a special effect of suppressing the generation of the field."
"You didn't get the hit, you couldn't even get the first move," Angers said.
"I met him in the Garden"
, he attacked me from behind, and I had no time to shoot. "Schneider pointed to the gauze on his neck, "This was the first wound I suffered, and it was also a fatal injury that almost made me lose mobility. I immediately injected the coagulation factor Xll produced by the alchemy department, which accelerated the process. The formation of a fibrin blood clot, followed by pressure to stop bleeding, prevents massive bleeding and further expansion of the wound.”
"Sneak attack on you?" Angers frowned slightly for no reason, "What method is it, a hidden close-up assassination or a long-range sniper?"
"Long-range sniping, but in a way similar to throwing a knife. A sharpened piece of iron grazed my neck. I reacted. It was precisely because of this that I had a chance to survive. If this wound had originally It should appear in the middle of my throat, and even if I don't die, I will lose my voice function."
"You avoided the one-shot assassination and retained the power of speech, so of course you immediately called Norma for support." Angers lowered his head and guessed Schneider's next move. Almost every part of the ice cellar was filled with Norma. Mar's fire support system, the Botanical Garden is no exception. Due to the special nature, the response speed and quantity of the fire support system are 1.5 times that of normal deployment. These methods allow you to delay your escape. This is also your second hand preparation. "
"My original plan was to cooperate with the fire support system to see if I could kill him, but it was obvious that I overestimated myself and underestimated my opponent." Schneider hissed, "He was hiding in a forest, and all the shots were fired into Shulin's steel-core live ammunition and artillery have failed. He seems to have a field that can control the magnetic field. If the intelligent firepower approaches him within a certain range, it will lose contact with Norma and explode automatically, while the metal barrage will be stopped in place by him. , if I hadn’t shot through his field in time, I would have even been beaten into pieces by the reflected bullets!”
"The field of controlling magnetic fields, do you know what I thought of?" Angers whispered.
