35: Chapter 35 You're not wrong, you're just stupid!
"Lei Zi." Wei Kai lowered his voice, his tone cold and sinister.
"During the training this afternoon, find some fun for him."
Shi Lei gave a sinister laugh and nodded.
"Don't worry, Brother Kai. Watch how I make him lose face in front of the goddess until he's the laughingstock of the entire camp!"
The two exchanged glances, both seeing the malice in each other's eyes.
They wanted to let Li Qingxue see exactly what kind of person this sycophant, Qin Feng, really was.
Just a good-for-nothing who only knew how to play to the crowd!
Soon, the instructor announced the training projects for the next few days: simulated battlefield medical care and field fortification construction.
Standing in front of the formation, the instructor explained with a serious expression:
"On the battlefield, bullets have no eyes! The comrade beside you could fall at any moment!"
"Learning first aid is about snatching lives from the hands of the Grim Reaper!"
"Learning to dig fortifications is adding an insurance policy for your own life and the lives of your comrades!"
"These two subjects are directly related to your survival!"
In order to let Li Qingxue, this "person with connections," better experience military life, Company Commander Zhou Hailong specifically arranged for her to be in the military medical field, which she excelled at.
For one thing, he wanted to see just how professional this young lady of the Li family was.
For another, he wanted to see if Qin Feng could bring him any new surprises.
Li Qingxue naturally joined the training sequence of Qin Feng's team.
Soon, the simulated casualty transport training began.
A "critically wounded" soldier lay on a stretcher, wailing, with a blood pack on his thigh burst open, staining half his pants red.
"Quick! Stop the bleeding! Bandage! Transport!" The instructor urged loudly from the side.
Wei Kai seized the opportunity, dashed forward, and shouted: "I'll do it! Isn't this just a thigh fracture with trauma? Simple!"
As he spoke, he glanced at Qin Feng with a provocative look, his voice loud enough for everyone around to hear.
"Some people, don't just stand there watching. If you don't know how, don't mess around. Messing around on the battlefield will get people killed!"
He deliberately picked up a splint and was about to fix it onto the "wounded" soldier's leg.
Many of the surrounding new recruits joined in the jeering.
"Exactly! Brother Kai has studied first aid!"
"Let the professional handle it, don't let some repeater make a fool of himself here!"
"Qin Feng, can you do it or not? If not, step back and don't block the way!"
The mocking voices came one after another.
The accompanying Military Doctor frowned but did not speak.
This was a test for the new recruits, and he wanted to see how they would handle it.
Li Qingxue's delicate eyebrows also furrowed.
She saw the problem at a glance and was about to speak.
However, Qin Feng moved.
He ignored Wei Kai's clamor entirely, stepped forward, and directly grabbed Wei Kai's hand.
"If you want him to die, then continue."
Qin Feng's voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable chill.
Wei Kai was stunned: "What do you mean? You dare say I'm wrong?"
"You're not wrong." Qin Feng said with a blank expression.
"You're just stupid."
Before the words faded, he had already crouched down.
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Countless pieces of information instantly flooded his mind.
His fingers precisely probed toward the base of the "wounded" soldier's thigh, finding the femoral artery pulse point at the midpoint of the groin.
He pressed down firmly!
The pressure on the simulated "bleeding point" on the "wounded" soldier's leg instantly eased.
This move made the nearby Military Doctor's pupils shrink suddenly!
What precise judgment!
Qin Feng's movements did not pause in the slightest.
He tore a strip of cloth from his training uniform, looped it under the base of the "wounded" soldier's thigh, quickly tied a slipknot, and then picked up two appropriately sized branches from the ground and threaded them into the cloth strip.
Holding both ends of the branches with both hands, he twisted them sharply!
A textbook-level windlass tourniquet was completed in an instant!
Immediately after, he quickly fixed the injured leg with the remaining cloth strips and other branches.
His movements were clean and efficient, without a trace of excess.
The entire process was smooth and fluid, so fast it was dazzling.
From assessing the injury to completing the treatment, it took less than thirty seconds.
The entire scene was deathly silent.
All the mocking voices were stuck in throats.
Wei Kai stood frozen in place, holding that ridiculous splint.
His face turned red and white, as if a dye shop had been opened.
His amateur first aid knowledge was simply a joke in front of this professionally perfect operation by Qin Feng.
The accompanying Military Doctor could finally hold back no longer.
He stepped forward, carefully examined Qin Feng's treatment, and nodded repeatedly, his eyes full of amazement.
"Perfect! This is simply textbook-level!"
"The pressure on the arterial bleeding point, the position and tightness of the tourniquet, and the method of splint fixation are impeccable!"
"Good lad, I didn't expect you to be so talented in battlefield medicine!"
A gleam of brilliance also flashed in Li Qingxue's cold, clear eyes.
She walked up, looked down at Qin Feng's masterpiece, and affirmed: "Accurate judgment, decisive treatment."
"The windlass tourniquet method you used is more efficient and provides more even force distribution than the conventional single-stick windlass."
"This concept is the first time I've seen it in practical operation."
Learned something!
It wasn't just Li Qingxue.
The shock brought by Qin Feng left even the instructor dumbfounded.
The other new recruits were even more shocked beyond measure!
Could such high-end techniques really be mastered by a university student in the New Recruit Training Camp?
For a moment, the crowd exploded.
"Damn! It's Qin Feng again! How does this kid know everything?"
"Isn't he a loser who only got into college after repeating for two years? How does that look like it?"
"Battlefield military medicine, such a difficult skill, and he knows it too? It's heaven-defying!"
"This guy Qin Feng is too heaven-defying. Where is he a new recruit? He's simply born to be a soldier."
"This kid Qin Feng is an absolute military genius! A future war monster!"
Listening to everyone's discussion, Wei Kai and Shi Lei's faces felt as if someone had slapped them a dozen times with the soles of their shoes, burning with pain.
In the evening, the New Recruit Training Camp's Canteen was bustling with noise and excitement.
After a day of training, everyone was starving.
But at this moment, the aroma of the food couldn't suppress the smell of gossip permeating the air.
The center of the topic was only one name—Qin Feng.
"Did you guys see it this afternoon? That battlefield first aid was simply divine!"
"The Military Doctor's face turned green, and he nodded the whole time like a chick pecking at rice!"
"More than just divine! I heard that prick Wei Kai wanted to go up and show off, but ended up being silenced by Qin Feng's 'You're just stupid,' and lost face until he was the laughingstock of the whole camp!"
"What exactly is this Qin Feng's background? Breaking records in solitary confinement, textbook-level battlefield first aid—could he be the illegitimate son of some Special Forces big shot coming to experience life?"
"Stop talking nonsense. He's just a repeater, and he repeated for two years, but... this repeater is a bit excessively fierce!"
The discussions came one after another.
Admiration! Curiosity! Jealousy! Confusion!
Various emotions intertwined, casting a legendary color over the name Qin Feng.
Just at this moment, Qin Feng arrived at the Canteen.
Following him were the three troublemakers: Li Lang, Zhao Hu, and Liu Wei.
Even more critically, Li Qingxue was also following behind.
Swish! In an instant, hundreds of eyes in the entire Canteen, like searchlights, focused uniformly on Qin Feng and his group.
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