Extreme germ phobia

Chapter 327 I suggest... amputation

Ou Yang leaped into the air and landed with a thud on the right rear wing of the plane. The combined force of his weight, the equipment, and the impact created a noticeable dent in the wing.

At that moment, his most direct feeling was that it was safer down there.

The cockpit is located high up, offering excellent visibility. From there, one can look down and see half of the deck at a glance.

That area was the enemy's primary target, and the enemy hidden in the shadows kept firing upwards.

But things changed after landing. The enemy's firing positions were blocked by the planes, making Ouyang's position the safest.

He didn't think too much about it. After regaining his balance, he immediately pulled out a grenade and threw it to slow down the enemy.

Just as they were looking for a suitable concealed position to fire, they suddenly heard Lu Wei roar: "Ou Yang, cockpit, save the people first!"

Gunfire drowned out shouts; unless someone shouted right next to your ear, you couldn't hear them at all.

Although the radio was jammed, it was still barely audible because the distance wasn't too far.

Ouyang shouted, "Roger that!"

After saying that, he stepped on the wing and rushed a few steps to the top of the fuselage, then sprinted towards the nose of the plane while keeping his speed low.

The plane had no sunroof, and the side doors were not open.

The tailgate was open, but it was under enemy fire. Ouyang wasn't crazy, so he naturally wouldn't pull it towards the gun barrel.

However, the skin of an airplane is not the ground, so you have to be careful when you run, otherwise you might slip and fall flat on your face.

Outside the cockpit, Lu Wei yelled at the top of his lungs, "Cover fire! Cover fire!"

The firepower from the upper structure suddenly became much denser, with several smoke grenades being thrown down. 27 and Big Eye's sniper grenades had already run out of ammunition, but it didn't matter. The two of them hid in the back, took out a few 817 rounds from their backpacks, and launched them one by one after designating their targets.

More than a dozen flying grenades were launched simultaneously, each heading towards a different target.

The enemy, hiding in the shadows, was pouring all their firepower upwards when suddenly something flew right in front of them.

Before they even realized what was happening, the grenade had already exploded on top of the enemy.

A dozen or so grenades meant a dozen or so firing points, and what was just a dense, impenetrable area suddenly became sparse, greatly reducing the pressure on Lu Wei and the others.

Before the sound of the explosion had even subsided, a drone flew over from several hundred meters away, and several bombs fell from the sky, destroying a target located on the shore.

The static on the radio disappeared instantly, and communication with the Dongzhou was restored to normal.

When the Silver Bay was attacked, communication problems occurred. The East Coast had already considered this issue and made corresponding preparations in advance.

The enemy was very cunning, using a constantly moving vehicle-mounted device instead of a fixed jamming source. Therefore, it took some time to detect the exact location of the jamming source; otherwise, the jamming device would have been destroyed long ago.

Ouyang rushed as fast as he could and finally reached the top of the nose of the plane.

The cockpit was deformed from the impact, and the windshield was riddled with cracks.

This made things convenient for Ouyang.

He intended to kick the glass to pieces, but worried about accidentally injuring the pilot. In desperation, he punched a hole in the glass, reached in with both hands, and pulled hard, tearing the broken glass out of the window frame.

Fortunately, the aircraft used special glass that cracks but doesn't shatter.

Peeking inside, I saw that the pilot on the right was pale and breathing rapidly.

The pilot on the left has his eyes closed and is unconscious.

A glimmer of hope shone in Pang Chen's eyes: "Save him first, don't worry about me!"

Ouyang, as nimbly as a monkey, jumped in through the window: "Don't try to be nice now!"

He first checked the passenger's condition; there was a large bump on his head and an irregular wound about seven or eight centimeters long on his scalp. Fortunately, the blood at the wound had already begun to clot.

Ou Yang reached out and touched her; her pulse was strong, and her breathing was a little weak, but he felt there was nothing wrong.

The captain's situation is a bit more complicated.

Ou Yang leaned closer to take a look. His right leg was trapped in the deformed dashboard, and his left leg was twisted into an odd angle. Even a layman would know that his leg bone was definitely broken.

Moreover, the bottom of the pants bulged out strangely, which was very abnormal.

Ouyang broke out in a cold sweat and didn't dare to do anything rash. He tentatively pushed the control panel, but it didn't budge. "Can you hear me? What's your name?"

"Pang Chen!"

"Pang Chen, is it? Just bear with it!" Ou Yang pulled out a tourniquet from the first aid kit and tied it around the other man's left groin.

Pang Chen insisted, "It's not Guanglong Pang, it's Zou Zhi Pang!"

Having been misunderstood so many times, I've long since developed the habit of explaining myself.

Ou Yang didn't understand and thought to himself, "At this point, what's the point of explaining?"
Moreover, he had absolutely no idea about the rare surname Pang: "Okay, I understand."

After saying that, he called out over the radio: "Old Ya, I'm in the cockpit. One pilot is unconscious, and the other has an open fracture in his left leg. I dare not move."

"Okay, we'll be there right away!"

What else can I do?

"Open the hatch and let us in!"

"Roger that!" Ou Yang patted Pang Chen on the shoulder. "Hang in there, the medic will be here soon... Don't fall asleep!"

Pang Chen nodded reluctantly: "I'll try my best!"

Ouyang squeezed out of the cockpit; the situation inside the cabin wasn't much better, with equipment left on the plane scattered everywhere.

He rushed to the hatch and tried to open it, but the hatch got stuck halfway open. He kicked it several times but couldn't open it. He was so angry that he wanted to blow a hole in the bulkhead!
"Old Ya, the hatch won't open!"

Lu Wei made a decisive decision: "Smoke signal, exit through the rear door!"

Although their counterattack dealt a heavy blow to the enemy, there were far more enemies hiding on the ship than they had imagined. In just a short while, the enemy's firepower increased again, and Lu Wei and his men had to conserve their ammunition as it was almost depleted.

Ouyang keenly realized this and immediately picked out a few robot dogs from the equipment scattered on the ground. He tried to turn them on and actually succeeded in making them work.

These adorable little guys immediately waddled to the cabin on their short legs and joined the battle.

Thick smoke rose, engulfing the robot dog, and several figures broke through the smoke and entered the cabin.

Ouyang instinctively raised his gun, but his tactical goggles immediately alerted him that the other side was friendly.

The medic ran ahead and rushed into the cockpit without even saying hello.

Several people first lifted the passenger seat out, bandaged its head, and that was it.

According to the medic, the co-pilot was most likely unconscious due to the impact, but the exact circumstances were unclear.

Whether it's a mild concussion or a severe brain injury, these are not conditions that can be treated, and the medics can only do so much.

The problem remained with Pang Chen. After examining him, the medic was completely stunned. He gritted his teeth and said, "Your injuries are very serious. We don't have the right equipment, but your condition can't be delayed any longer..."

Pang Chen's cheek twitched: "What are you trying to say?"

The medic hardened his heart and said, "To save your life, I suggest... amputation!"

(End of this chapter)