Mercenary’s War
Chapter 1121 - 1121 One Thousand One Hundred and Four Just Luck

1121: Chapter One Thousand One Hundred and Four: Just Luck?

1121: Chapter One Thousand One Hundred and Four: Just Luck?

Gao Yang had not been relaxed for long when he began to tense up again, as the continuous waves of the Rebel Army were surging towards them.

Three machine guns started firing at the approaching Rebel Army, and Gao Yang shouted at the top of his voice, “Collect ammo!

Make sure to scavenge some ammunition!”

The bullets used by the Iron Madonna mostly belonged to the 5.56mm caliber, which was compatible with what Satan used, and the same was true for their machine guns.

Besides, three people in the Iron Madonna’s ranks had 7.62mm caliber sniper rifles, so Gao Yang could replenish some high-precision ammunition instead of having to make do with Glolov’s standard bullets.

After shouting, Andy He anxiously said, “Boss!

Quit wasting time there, get over here, do you want to lose your arm?”

Without a word, Gao Yang got up and ran over to Frey, took his rifle, and then, stooping, ran towards Andy He.

The rate of bleeding had slowed considerably but hadn’t come to a complete stop; capillary blood couldn’t be stopped, and additionally, the brachial artery was severed.

His arm was now lacking blood supply and needed to promptly have the blood vessel sutured to restore circulation.

If a major artery like the brachial artery was completely severed, the extremity could undergo necrosis from prolonged lack of blood flow, which is to say, the arm would become useless.

For Gao Yang, if his right arm were rendered useless, then he as a person would be done for.

Even if it wasn’t totally messed up, just affected to the point where it wasn’t as nimble as before, it would greatly impact his gunmanship.

The impact might be less noticeable when using a rifle, but with handgun shooting, the consequences would be major – he could forget about handling a handgun as slickly as before.

Gao Yang quickly reached Andy He, sat beside him, glanced at Jansen lying face-up on the ground, and anxiously asked, “How’s Big Bird doing?”

Andy He was sitting on the ground and waved Gao Yang to come closer.

After parting Gao Yang’s wound to inspect it, he said in a grave tone, “Big Bird’s not going to die.

His face looks frightening, but it’s not serious.

A concussion can’t be avoided, which means he was knocked out.

Big Bird’s wound is mainly on his left shoulder.

He was shot there and the bullet struck right on his collarbone, a spot without a bulletproof plate.

Although the bullet didn’t pierce through the vest, the impact broke his collarbone.”

Gao Yang heaved a sigh of relief and winced, “How about my injury?

Ah, be gentle, it hurts.

Will I be rendered useless?”

Andy He replied solemnly, “If we can quickly suture and connect the blood vessel, the limb won’t necrotize and should be fine.

The nerves could be reconnected.

At most, it might be impaired temporarily until the nerves heal.

Also, your bones are intact.”

Despite the pain making him grimace, Gao Yang still couldn’t help but smile and said, “That’s great.

Stitch it up quick, I need to go support them.”

Andy He looked up at Gao Yang, furrowed his brows, and finally said sternly, “I won’t call you an idiot, but stopping the bleeding only takes two minutes.

Do you think a surgery to properly reconnect vessels and nerves can be done in three minutes?”

While admonishing Gao Yang, Andy He’s hands remained busy.

However, while Andy He was occupied, Gao Yang suddenly yelled, “Get down!”

Both men lay flat on the ground and, after a moment, sat up again.

Then Gao Yang, looking concerned, said, “We can’t hold off the enemy like this, and they haven’t used car bombs yet.

If they start using car bombs, it will be even harder to fight.

I must keep firing at them.”

Gao Yang’s firepower was critical.

His shots were intermittent but inflicting continuous casualties on the enemy.

When those charging forward noticed their comrades falling one after another, fear would set in, making them too terrified to run back, leading them instead to drop to the ground, which could delay their assault.

Andy He spoke in a deep voice, “I must reconnect your major blood vessels, then cauterize the smaller ones to prevent further blood loss so we can remove the tourniquet, restoring blood flow.

As for the nerves, it’s not ideal to attempt reconnection now.

We can do it later when things settle.”

Gao Yang nodded and said, “How about this?

I’ll lie here and shoot, you do your thing, and I do mine.”

Andy He looked at Gao Yang in surprise and asked, “Can you do it with your left hand?”

Gao Yang replied helplessly, “Don’t know.

Let’s give it a try.

I guess it should be more or less okay.”

Gao Yang picked up his rifle, propped it on the ground, and lay down with his right arm resting on Andy He’s backpack, while Andy He also lay down, preparing to perform surgery behind Gao Yang’s extended arm.

The position was awkward, but still manageable for shooting.

However, after trying it out, Andy He frowned and asked, “The recoil of the rifle might cause your body to jerk.

Can you keep your right arm still?”

Gao Yang thought for a moment and replied, “Should be no problem.

Let’s try.”

Gao Yang aimed with his left eye and fired at a target, then whispered, “Good?

Did your arm move?”

“No, wait a second.

I’ll give you some anesthesia.

We’re not just stopping the bleeding and bandaging now.

This is no different from a formal surgery on an operating table.

I don’t want you to go through a second surgery, so we need to clean the wound.”

Gao Yang fired another shot, but just then Andy He was flipping his wound, and the pain caused his shot to miss.

“Hurts?”

“No shit.

How could it not hurt?

Hurry up with the anesthesia.

It won’t affect my brain, right?

I mean, it won’t affect my shooting?”

“Too much will affect you, a little won’t.

But with less anesthesia, you might still feel the pain.

Of course, using it is definitely much better than not using it.”

“Then hurry up and use it.”

After a brief conversation, Gao Yang tried his best to divert his attention away from his right arm, pretending it wasn’t part of him, and focused intently before firing another shot.

“Yes!

Hit!

Finally, I hit one.

The left hand is really inconvenient, so damn hard!”

Andy He whispered, “How many did you hit tonight?

Still counting?”

“Counting.

Two hundred and forty-seven small fries, and seventeen Iron Madonnas, haha, a big harvest tonight.”

“Not bad, not bad, really impressive.

I haven’t killed as many people in my whole life as you did tonight.

Wow, the most valuable are those seventeen Iron Madonna folks, Boss, you’re on fire.”

Gao Yang fired a shot and said regretfully, “Fuck, missed!

The left hand is so damn inconvenient.

Just switching hands, how come everything feels so wrong?”

Annoyed, Gao Yang then said indifferently, “So what if I killed two hundred and forty-seven?

If Rabbit were to let loose, he could kill a hundred too.

It’s mainly because our enemies are trash.

It’s hard to miss them.

It’s just you were injured too early; otherwise, you could have taken down dozens tonight.”

Andy He laughed, “That’s true.

The Rebel Army is just easy prey in this kind of open battle.

Nowadays, there are few who fight like this.

Different terrain wouldn’t be so easy.”

Gao Yang fired another shot and said solemnly, “Two hundred and forty-eight!

That’s not necessarily true.

The Libyans fight the same way.

Urban warfare is no good; too many covers in street fights.

People hide after a few shots.

It has to be in an open place like this, and you have to face such dumb-ass opponents to make it easy.

Fuck, fighting in Somalia is much harder than here.”

“Somalia has been at war for decades, they should’ve learned how to fight by now.

Boss, where do you think was the hardest place to fight?

I mean, the opponents you’ve faced.”

“That’s not easy to say.

I’ve been to few places with constant warfare, but personally speaking, it was tough during that time in Colombia and when I took on that old Tuareg man in South Sudan by myself.

That old man was really good, leading a group of men chasing me around like a rabbit.

Fuck, running and shooting, shooting and running.

That was the limit for me.

In the end, I finally took that old man down.

Let me tell you, that Tuareg’s rifle barrel was worn smooth and his aim was still damn good.

Wait, two hundred and fifty now!”

After counting, Gao Yang continued, “The enemy’s offense is slowing down.

Um, the most dangerous was another time, my first trip to Somalia.

In the middle of the night, the British raided us, and Maide and I were shot at by an old SBS soldier without any warning.

Like I said, it was my quick thinking that saved us.

It was really risky, one slow step, and I’d be dead.

Fuck, it was so close.

Didn’t feel scared at the time, but now, every time I think about it, I get chills.”

Andy He said calmly, “I heard it was pretty dangerous in Mexico too?”

Gao Yang laughed, “Mexico?

Dangerous, indeed quite risky.

I almost died, lost too much blood.

But I don’t think the opponent was very tough.

It was just that we lacked a medic at the time; got shot and didn’t pay attention and ended up bleeding too much.

Thinking about it, that was the closest I’ve been to death.”

Andy He sighed, “Yeah, I know.

After that, you started looking for a medic, and then Test Tube joined.

Sigh, let’s not talk about Test Tube.

Boss, after this war, can you find another medic?

I’m cooperative.

I prefer being an assault man, not a medic.”

After reloading a magazine with one hand, Gao Yang took a breath and said, “Number Thirteen recommended one.

After this battle is over, if there’s a chance, I’ll go meet and assess them.”

After saying this, Gao Yang smiled and said, “People grow step by step.

It’s been a few years of fighting now, and shooting has become as easy as eating and drinking to me.

But now that I think about it, to survive till now, luck must have played at least half a part.

My luck has always been good, or I would’ve died several times over.”

Andy He laughed, “Luck?

Just luck?

You can’t earn the reputation of Gun God just by luck.”

(To be continued.

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