142. Chapter 133 In Nig’s words, We be Fked

Author: Former Kodak Duck

Chapter 133 In Nig’s words – We be Fked

Before coming to this other world, Huang Lang had indeed seen similar wounds. That was when he was in Ramadi. He had seen some corpses with such penetrating wounds on their necks - the wounds were very small, and there were no wounds near them.

How much blood there will be is a wound that ordinary people who often [learn war through movies and TV series] cannot imagine after watching it.

But how come there is such a high-speed penetrating wound on the neck of a noble from another world? Is it caused by a sniper from his hometown? Or is it caused by some other magic or other attack methods?

Although he can't think of the answer yet, Huang Lang knows that the death of this nobleman may not be caused by the big explosion - but it is only possible at the moment. The strong shock wave of the explosion may also cause little visible damage to the body surface.

He had seen some similar injuries to his organs when he was begging for food in the mud and blood of Sha Damu's poor place.

It was caused by an IED buried deep on the roadside. A huge amount of explosives was detonated in an instant. Even if there were no fragments, the damage caused was quite terrifying - Huang Lang had seen a body that looked fine at first glance.

When rescuing people in the past, as soon as I put my hands on my body and exerted force, the whole person would deflate like a balloon.

Many things in the body were broken.

[Perhaps], there are too many possibilities at the moment...

However, the current situation did not allow him to confirm at all. The nobleman with the strange wound was quickly taken away, and Huang Lang quickly put himself into intense first aid again.

In a situation where many healing mages who knew healing spells were not in the city, and the healing mages who were short of manpower had reached the limit of mental strength and exhausted their mana, some of Huang Lang's experience and knowledge played a great role.

Don't get me wrong, Huang Lang is not a [trauma surgeon] or a trauma surgeon. He is a group of fierce people who have to study for at least seven to ten years.

Huang Lang is not a medical student, so he doesn't really know how to save people from death.

But he was indeed one of those people who tried their best to ensure that the game with Death was in a state where they could not lose before the person who could win the tug-of-war with Death arrived.

He knows some knowledge, he knows how to keep the air in and out of a wounded person's lungs as much as possible before the tough guys from the trauma surgery department take over, how to keep the blood in the wounded person's body from draining out, and knows under what circumstances it is better to be injured or even injured.

Even if some limbs and organs are sacrificed, the brain and heart must survive temporarily.

Of course, he also knows that if a rifle grenade or RPG hits an unlucky person's body without exploding, then the chance of it exploding is low, so don't be too afraid when taking it out - similar

This is strange knowledge that is of little use in daily life.

Now, these strange and strange knowledges have come into play. Huang Lang has been busy for several hours, cutting off many unlucky people's roads to the underworld, buying precious time for the mages, and saving many lives.

When the night fell and the on-site first aid was almost completed, the mage leader who was in charge at the scene grabbed Huang Lang's hand. He was a little too excited to say anything. He just said repeatedly that the promotion of the nobles was good and they got a treasure.

, told Huang Lang to go to them as soon as possible to go through the relevant procedures and start working quickly.

Of course, the Master also asked Huang Lang where all this knowledge came from.

"In the past, when we were sailing on the sea, we often didn't have magic, so I learned some for emergencies."

Huang Lang dismissed the mage without leaving a trace, and then went home after the incident was almost over.

Opening the door to the apartment, Marta was already waiting at the door pretending to be a good wife. She took Huang Lang's clothes and when she closed the door, she inadvertently checked to see if anyone was following her. Then she returned to the house to ensure that all anti-surveillance measures were in place.

After starting it, he nodded to Huang Lang.

Huang Lang sat down on the sofa, briefly told Marta what had happened before, and then fell into deep thought.

Marta also said nothing, just looked at Huang Lang quietly. After almost ten minutes, Huang Lang finally spoke and said in a deep voice:

"There's something wrong with this..."

"What do you want to say, Master?" At this time, Marta, who was good at observing people's emotions, handed over a glass of water and continued the conversation, "Although Marta doesn't know much about explosions, Master has people who are very good at it.

What?"

"indeed…"

Huang Lang nodded, and then connected the communication with the base. The line was silent for a few seconds, and then Bobcat's voice came from the other end of the line:

"Boss, do you have something to do with me?"

"I encountered something strange, please listen to it." After that, Huang Lang briefly explained some of the memorable situations at the scene.

After listening, Shanmao was silent for a moment and said:

"After listening to your description, boss, I understand why you feel very strange, boss. How was a huge improvised explosive device with a damage radius close to 200 meters transported into the city, and how was it transported to a place where security measures were in place around it?

Next to the venue, and it was chosen to detonate accurately before the end of the event where people were most relaxed..."

"The timing is also very clever," Huang Lang said in a deep voice. "The high-level treatment staff in the city happened to be traveling far away to attend the seminar today. The assessment meeting only happens once a quarter. It is already difficult to catch up. And then there is the shortage of treatment manpower."

When it was extremely weak, and their reaction was too fast, the place I went to was only about 30 kilometers away from the city, but when I came back, I didn't even see the smoke column..."

"Did they rush in immediately after the explosion? Oh, and that's not all the flaws revealed, isn't it, Boss?" Bobcat's voice had the arrogance of someone with superior skills, and a hint of sarcasm.

"Ah, there was a penetrating wound on that man's neck." Huang Lang recalled the wound and unconsciously touched his neck, "That kind of wound looked like a sniper rifle shot at a not too far distance.

result."

"Is there any way to get photos and samples of the wounds? There are sharpshooters and ballistics experts in the base who are good at analyzing ballistics. Maybe they can analyze something?" Shanmao asked.

"Perhaps we can think of a way," Huang Lang pondered for a moment, "I will try it myself later. If the defense is too tight, we can also ask Nova to try it. Send her over first."

"Nova is on her way. By the way, Boss, if one of the reasons for this explosion is indeed to cover up the assassination of a specific target, do you have any guesses about the ultimate purpose?"

"I don't know, but I think some things will come to light tomorrow. What's really troublesome about this matter to me is that all the gentlemen of faith are either dead or injured now.

The law has not approved the borrowing permission, which is very detrimental to the collection of intelligence."

"Is there any good plan B, boss?"

"Maybe, maybe we need to plan again. Do you have that feeling - maybe this time, we are also being targeted?"

"As you said, boss, maybe, but this kind of thing is not unusual for you and us, is it?"

"You're right."

After saying that, Huang Lang hung up the communication, stood up and walked to the window. Looking at the fire in the distance and the lights that were still bright in the middle of the night, he turned to give orders to Marta, and his whole body felt like handwriting suddenly erased by an eraser.

Just like that, it disappeared into the air.

Invisible footsteps sounded on the street.

At this moment, at the end of the stretch of footsteps, Huang Lang's destination, the treatment center in Shanggang District, because the director, deputy director and other powerful people had all left, a level 5 healing mage who temporarily took on a big responsibility,

He shivered and looked at an autopsy report. After a while, he raised his head in a daze and asked his colleague who was standing opposite him with a confused look on his face:

"Is this true?"

"It's true," the level 2 mage standing opposite the temporary acting director didn't know why the acting director was under so much pressure because of the death of a nobleman, but he still reported dutifully, "The person you are particularly concerned about is

Jazz has completely lost his vital signs. If he cannot be treated with resurrection within eight hours..."

The level 2 mage didn't finish what he said, but the acting director's level 3 mage also knew what he was talking about - if the time limit for the resurrection spell was exceeded, you would have to find a necromancer to see the knight stand up again.

But His Majesty, the emperor of their human race, would probably not be happy to see his elder brother, his biological eldest brother, turn into an undead...

Upon hearing these words, the Acting Director felt as if his backbone had been taken away. He instantly collapsed on his seat, sweating like rain, and his face turned pale.

There was an autopsy report in front of him, and the man on it looked like the same male nobleman Huang Lang had seen during the day with a suspicious penetrating wound on his neck.

Huang Lang doesn't know him, but he does know the acting director of the treatment center - his name is [Gerald Stefan], and he is a blood relative of the current human emperor, Aiden Stefan.

Eldest brother, His Majesty the Emperor’s most respected and closest relative.

Although most of the relatives of Emperor Stefan the Great are not in the state of [one person attains enlightenment and chickens and dogs ascend to heaven], they all live in the imperial capital. On the one hand, these relatives like to be fed and fed by His Majesty the Emperor. On the other hand,

It was also because the emperor wanted to keep a close eye on these greedy relatives and prevent them from causing trouble.

However, among so many people, there is one exception, and that is His Majesty the Emperor's eldest brother, the eldest son of the Stefan family of his generation, Gerald Stefan.

His Majesty the Emperor, the eldest brother, can be said to be the best spokesperson for the saying "Elder brother is like father". Not only that, after the Emperor ascended the throne, he also maintained an extremely clear mind and did not even try to hug the Emperor's thighs.

When I came to him and wanted to give him power and wealth, this man refused.

The man who had faced the earth with his back to the sky all his life, when he looked at the baby, the emperor whom he had hung on his chest while working in the fields, said calmly that he didn't know shit, he didn't know how to govern a country, and he didn't know how to be a noble.

Not wanting to cause trouble to his own brother, he left the core of the empire's power far away, moved away, and continued to be his farmer.

Later, he was promoted to the lowest noble rank because of his good performance in farming and the donations of grain.

It can be said that His Majesty the Emperor has a lot of relatives around him and within easy reach, but the part of family affection left in his heart is completely given to this eldest brother who lives in seclusion in the southern border of the empire.

Although the eldest brother does not want special treatment, let alone being surrounded by a group of guards, it is naturally impossible for His Majesty the Emperor not to give him any treatment - Gerald Stefan is actually accompanied by two guards he knows personally.

Of these two guards, one is the official director of the Port Moreby Rescue Center, a level 6 healing mage, and the other is a warrior who guards the director.

However, today, this mage who specializes in healing left with his escort warriors to attend a professional meeting in a city far away - it was Gerald Stefan who personally persuaded him to leave, and the reason was naturally

[Nothing has happened to you all these years with me, so what if I leave for a day to hold an important professional meeting].

After the director left, it was naturally impossible that no one knew the true identity of this humble knight. The acting director knew it, so when he learned that Sir Gerald Stefan had become cold, he suddenly

I was paralyzed with fear.

If this matter reaches the emperor, the acting director will feel that no matter how generous and kind his majesty is to his subjects, he and the director will be in bad luck.

"Director, how long will it take for them to get back?" the acting director asked tremblingly.

"They have tried their best to rush to the nearest strategic teleportation array, but it will probably take an hour before they get back..."

"One more hour, bah, another half hour and it will be too late. Isn't there a closer master who knows the resurrection technique?"
To be continued...