67 Old Friend: Part 10 (2/2)

Aline: ”Are you ok?”

Lizeth: ”Not so much. I think my shoulder is cracked.”

Aline: ”I will be there shortly. Anything else?”

Lizeth: ”An iron rod is stuck at my leg.”

Aline: ”I see. Don't worry, your body has experienced something worse.”

Lizeth: ”See ya.”

Lizeth drove around two kilometers away from that building and she parked her car in a parking lot. She got out of the car on that empty lot and pressed the detonator. The bomb made an explosion and created a miniature mushroom cloud.

”I've done it,” she observed the explosion from the safe distance. She also got the confirmation that the mission was a success.

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'Nice,' she said before she released her gas mask and noticed that everything was wrong with her body. She noticed it once she coughed blood.

She walked to the back of her car to grab the car medic bag. It was equipped with everything that she needed. She grabbed bandages, a forceps, a tourniquet, a scissor, and a disinfectant. Why Lizeth knew that? She didn't have any medical qualifications. It was because of the skill tree. [Mediocre Medic Skill]. She sat down near the car and opened her medical bag.

She treated the most urgent wound. She applied a tourniquet on her wound. She removed the iron rod out of her leg first then searched for fragmentation. The blood was stopped by the tourniquet so it was easy to see that the rod penetrated deep enough to her leg. She could see her flesh from that hole. She applied a disinfectant on that wound and covered it with a bandage.

She opened her ballistic vest and opened her upper clothes. She noticed that blood was flowing from her shoulder. It was from a hole on top of her shoulder. It wasn't as bad as she thought, it just hit her shoulder bone. It was simpler than that rod. She just had to cover that wound with a bandage and she would be done with it. She did the usual method of treating a bullet wound.

She searched for another wound on her body and found another one on the back of her shoulder. It was harder to grab than the wound on her shoulder. She covered it with disinfecting bandage.

She searched for another wound and there wasn't any wound left. She was acting too hyperbolic about it because of the amount of bleeding that it caused. Well, she was thinking that until she saw the ballistic vest that she took off.

”Holy shit,” she counted the number of bullets that got stopped by the vest. Maybe around 40 bullets. It was impressive. She was glad that she wore the vest.

An armored vehicle, Terradyne RPV, was approaching her. It was highly likely that it was Alpha and Tango. Still, there was only one person on the driver seat. The car stopped in front of her and a person stepped out of that car with a medic bag.

Aline walked right in front of her, ”I thought that I will be walking into another emergency surgery situation, but you have treated your wound. Hmm, good job.”

Lizeth wore her clothes again and Aline grabbed a purple injection pen. She injected it to her neck, ”Hemostatic drug. Theoramine. It will promote the making of more blood clots on your body and stop the internal bleeding.”

”I see, thanks,” Lizeth said as she wore her clothes.

”You must know that the colorful injection pens in your IFAK are not for nothing. They are combat stimulants,” Aline said as she showed multiple pens on her medic bag, but Lizeth stopped her.

”Thanks for the explanation, but I need to return to my school. I think I can do it,” Lizeth said as she stood up and packed her medic bag back into her car.

”I see. How's Lynn?” Aline asked.

”I don't know. She seems to be changing. Any idea?” Lizeth answered as she entered her car again.

”You,” Aline said.

”I see.”

”Change Lynn back. She's too cold-blooded now,” Aline said as she entered Alpha's car.

”I see.”

She drove away from that parking lot and Lizeth turned on her car engine and bought something on the Armory System. A cigar. She smoked it in the car.

”Phuuh,” she puffed a smoke, ”Lynn... What should I do?”