Chapter 39: The Shattered Myth

  "What's wrong? Found the guitarist?" The big bear's voice also came out from the headset.

  "......Come quickly!...... Hurry up... our myth has been shattered!..." said the kitchen knife with an urgent tone.

  As soon as he heard this, the crowd rushed over. Tank, because of his haste, didn't notice what was underfoot and tripped on something, falling to the ground with a thud. His head hit a loose rock, splitting open the corner of his eye, making his already blood-stained face look even more gruesome. He didn't care, quickly scrambling to his feet and rushing over at an accelerated pace...

  "Veterinarian! How's the situation?" As soon as he saw the guitarist, Ye Yangjian's tears welled up unknowingly. Based on experience, he could tell that the guitarist's left foot had been hit by a 0.50 caliber machine gun bullet. His entire left leg below the knee was gone, and there was a mass of rotten flesh hanging from his left kneecap. At this point, he had already fainted from pain...

  "Veterinarian! You damn well better think of something fast! Faster, faster!" The chef yelled loudly at the veterinarian, shaking his cleaver vigorously, his eyes red with rage.

  "Damn it! Damn it! I'm going to find it! I'm going to find it! Must get it back!" Da Xiong went crazy, crawling on the ground, searching everywhere around him, hoping to find the left foot of the guitar that had been knocked off or crushed, even if it was just a piece of flesh...

  "Go quickly! Go find your backpacks and take out all the medical equipment! Morphine! I need morphine! And hemostatic bandages! Whatever you can get, just grab it! Hurry up!" The veterinarian yelled at everyone, not daring to move Jita's hand anymore, afraid that if he moved it, the intense pain would wake him up and possibly be fatal. He needed morphine...

  At the speed of wind, everyone except the veterinarian rushed out like crazy. They started searching for their backpacks everywhere. The glasses snake was the first to find his own backpack and immediately turned around and rushed back, with a rustling sound he tore open the zipper and poured everything onto the ground, after all the things were poured out except for one thing, he immediately went up with seven hands and eight feet to rummage through it.

  "Veterinarian, morphine! Morphine! Hurry up! This is a tourniquet! Hemostatic medicine! You're the one who's supposed to be quick!" The glasses snake finally found the first-aid kit and frantically tore it open with three or four rips, afraid that tearing off the outer plastic packaging would delay treatment of the guitarist. One second! Every second is precious!

  Others have found their backpacks and returned, a messy pile of emergency supplies piled up in a small heap. They are all panicked now, in the past three years, never has a comrade from their own squad been so severely injured... It's chaotic, it's all messed up!

  "Veterinarian, first take out what you need to use, the scalpel! Empty your backpack! Gather all the medical supplies, gather them up, so that the veterinarian can use them conveniently!" Night Yang Jian was after all the class leader, barely maintaining his composure. At this time, he couldn't afford to be flustered, or else the guitarist might really not be saved!

  "Bayonet, gather all food and water, check our remaining supplies and ammunition, Eyeglasses Snake, poisonous snake go to the seaside to take a look, the Japanese warship must have left, see if there are any of our fleets passing by, bring signal flares and smoke bombs, immediately send signals when you encounter passing ships! Bring your sniper rifle with you! If not, shoot for me until they notice us! RPG rocket also bring it up! Go quickly! Tank, Big Bear, I need the two of you to establish a defense immediately! AK, you check the radio, temporarily in charge of contacting Wolf's Den. Here, I and the veterinarian are watching, wear your wireless earpieces, contact us at any time if there is a situation! Hurry up! Hurry up, get moving! Everyone get moving!……" Night Yang Jian shouted out orders amidst curses. At times like these, it's feared that things will become chaotic.

  It is undeniable that after Ye Yang Jian arranged the task, they all received strict training and the whole team looked much better. Although they were worried about the guitarist's injury, they began to perform their assigned tasks.

  The veterinarian didn't say a word, first taking out a morphine injection and administering it to the guitarist, helping him continue his stable coma and preventing him from waking up in pain. This also made it easier to treat the wound, using military multifunctional salt to mix with drinking water, creating some physiological saline solution, and carefully cleaning the wound. He took out a lighter and lit it, disinfecting the tactical knife, then slightly cut off some rotten flesh on the guitarist's knee. The iodine had already been diluted and couldn't be used, so Night Yang Jian pulled out his 92-style military handgun from his waist, pulling the slide back twice, catching a bullet that popped out in mid-air. Using the tactical knife, he carefully trimmed the bullet head, then handed the gunpowder to the veterinarian, who nodded at Night Yang Jian and carefully sprinkled the black powder evenly onto the guitarist's wound. The lighter sparked, and a burst of flame flashed by, instantly burning and sealing the blood vessels on the guitarist's wound, completing the disinfection process. The veterinarian seriously checked again before carefully bandaging the wound with a tourniquet. After all this, the veterinarian was drenched in sweat, sitting on the ground and panting heavily.

  Ye Yang Jian fumbled around for a while, finally pulled out a special supply cigarette with a crushed outer shell, opened it, took out two, lit them together, and handed one to the veterinarian.

  "How is it?" Yè Yáng Jiàn finally asked, looking at the guitarist lying on the ground.

  "What else can you do? Do you think you can take it back? What are you going to take it with? I don't even have any leftover meat scraps around..." The veterinarian said, looking at Yeyang Jian with a strange expression.

  "I was asking if there's a risk to life" Yè Yáng Jiàn also felt that he had just asked a nonsensical question, and actually he is very confused now.

  "It's hard to say, we don't have any drips, can't give him an IV. If it were a rainforest, we could find some coconuts or something and make our own drip for him, but look around, there's nothing here except rocks and weeds! What do we have that we can use? We're the goddamn jungle warfare army, not the goddamn navy!" The veterinarian was furious too.

  "Don't say it's useless, will he be okay or not!" Yeto Kengo interrupted the veterinarian who was examining his mother. He still hadn't gotten the answer he wanted.

  "Within three days! As long as you can get back in time, your life will be saved!" The veterinarian took a deep breath to calm himself down. Just after he finished speaking, he heard the voice of Ye Yang Jian scolding his mother through the earpiece.

  "Ack! You haven't gotten in touch yet? Damn it, hurry up and add me, my brother's life is in your hands!"

  "Wolf's Den, Wolf's Den! Pack calling, respond if received... Over..."

  "Wolf den! I am wolf pack, received invitation to conversation! Over!"

  "Wolf's den! Wolf's den! I'm the wolf pack, one of my teammates is seriously injured! Urgent need for transfer and treatment! Please respond if received! Over!"

  "Get out of here! You damn well better speak up!..."

  "Damn it! Answer me quickly! My teammate is heavily injured! Answer me! You bunch of bastards!..."

  "Wolf's den! Wolf's den! I am a wolf pack, if anyone hears this, please respond! Over..."

  "Den of wolves, den of wolves, I know you won't respond anymore, I know we've been abandoned. All I want to say is, screw you!......" Except for a piercing electromagnetic pulse sound, there was no response from the radio station. Nightsun Jian turned off the transmitter and sat there in silence, lost in thought.

  It's been four days, and the weather at sea hasn't been good these past few days, indicating that a tropical storm might be forming. The guitarist has already woken up, but his physical condition is getting worse and worse. Fortunately, he's in good spirits, not discouraged or pessimistic. In the midst of the Wolf Pack team's gloomy mood, he's been rallying everyone, and his optimism is quietly infecting others. This makes Ye Yangjian feel even more uncomfortable, with their return date still far away. The guitarist probably won't make it until that day, and maybe none of them will.

  The rations were only enough for seven days, and this was the result of Yang Jian's repeated compression. This time on the mission, they knew it was dangerous, with a high risk of death, so to conserve energy and facilitate combat, they only brought three days' worth of rations. They thought that would be enough, but the mission went so smoothly that they didn't think they'd be abandoned. Dying in battle would have been better than this, the veterinarian cursed yesterday evening.

  They organized a seafood gathering activity, but the harvest was not great. Although it's better than nothing, it's enough to sustain them for another day. However, the weather has been bad for several days, with strong winds and big waves, making it exhausting and dangerous to obtain food in the sea. The cold seawater consumes a lot of physical strength. In this godforsaken place, even if Yang Jian wanted to break the wilderness survival rules and start a fire to warm up and dry his clothes, it's difficult because they can't even find any fuel. Those withered reeds are their last hope.

  The second rule of jungle survival: The energy expended in obtaining food must be less than the energy provided by the food!

  Just like doing business, you can't lose money. Suppose there's an apple on the tree, and it takes 200 calories to climb up and pick it, but eating the apple only provides 100 calories, then you've lost out, and in extreme cases, you've lost big time. Not to mention the time spent getting food, and other foods that could be obtained in a different way. For example, digging an ant nest is still a good deal. In light of this, Ye Yang Jian resolutely gave up his plan to dive into the sea to catch seafood.

  Looking at the worsening weather, Yèyáng Jiàn felt like cursing...

  "Big Bear, tell everyone to take out their backpacks and tidy up. The guitarist's medical supplies need to be kept safe, take out a few others and prepare to collect rainwater, then open two more to shelter the guitarist from the rain." In the distance, dark clouds were approaching, and Yang Jian could already see lightning flashing over the distant sea...

  "Alright, got it!" Da Xiong responded, and together with Tank, they pulled out the Dragon Bone Tactical Knives from their waists and began to dismantle their backpacks. Their backpacks were waterproof and could be used as containers or transformed into rain gear...

  "Ah! Call again! Then temporarily shut down the radio to prevent damage from lightning strikes." Yè Yáng Jiàn reminded Ak of this. This deadly wireless, he had almost lost hope, but as long as there was a glimmer of hope it was always good.

  "Understood!" "Wolf pack calling wolf den..." Two minutes later, Ak reluctantly turned off the wireless radio, shook his head at Ye Yangjian, and Ye Yangjian also guessed the result, so he didn't have much disappointment, nodded and smiled.

  "Guitarist, how are you today?" With a changed expression, Yoruhi walked towards the guitarist who was being re-dressed by the veterinarian. The vet planned to give the guitarist another new dressing before it rained and then tightly wrapped his wound with an open raincoat backpack to prevent infection from rainwater.