Special Forces from Fire Phoenix

It can be said that entering the sixth category of institutions is the ultimate pursuit of every soldier!

However, she heard that someone was about to give up.

And this person who gave up, still said that he wanted to defeat the person in the sixth category?

Who can beat someone from a sixth category institution?

These people are the strongest in the army standing at the peak!

Just when Comrade Xiao Zhang was shocked and speechless, she saw Zhang Lu bleeding.

100 ml.

200 ml.

400 ml.

The container with scales is full of blood.

The bloodletting is not over yet, the end of the needle is still drawing blood continuously.

500 ml.

600 ml.

Xiao Zhang couldn't help but cried out, and said urgently: "Should we stop him, if he continues like this, he will have his life at any time."

Long Xiaoyun's expression remained the same, and he said indifferently: "Look clearly, what is a star special soldier, a star like you doesn't count."

Suddenly Xiao Zhang seemed aggrieved and dissatisfied, he pursed his lips, but he didn't dare to say anything.

I also dare to let blood, but not Zhang Lu's method!

He was several times that of others all of a sudden!

The bloodletting continued.

1000 ml!

At this moment, Long Xiaoyun felt that his heels were a little weak, and he felt a little unsteady.

Her purpose is to use medicine to replace all Zhang Lu's blood and restore his vitality.

But this process is not accomplished overnight, but slowly.

Long Xiaoyun's eyebrows were a little worried, and he ordered: "Xiao Zhang, you send the life extension needle and the active needle in."

"Yes!"

Xiao Zhang opened the door of the small black room, let the light shine in, and turned on the lights in the room at the same time.

Swish.

Xiao Zhang's face suddenly turned pale, because she saw the blood container, and the amount of bloodletting was already 1500ml.

Under normal circumstances, when an adult's blood loss is 500 ml, there may be no obvious symptoms.

When the blood loss is more than 800 ml, symptoms such as pale complexion and lips, cold sweat on the skin, cold hands and feet, weakness, shortness of breath, and fast and weak pulse will appear.

When the blood loss reaches more than 1500 ml, it can cause insufficient blood supply to the brain, and the injured will have symptoms such as blurred vision, thirst, dizziness, confusion or restlessness, and even coma.

Xiao Zhang wanted to rush over to stop Zhang Lu's bloodletting.

But Long Xiaoyun, who followed closely behind, grabbed her shoulders and said in a deep voice, "Don't move, he can bear it."

1500 milliliters, how can you bear it, even a hard-nosed person can't hold it.

Xiao Zhang had no choice, as a soldier, she could only obey orders, but she saw Zhang Lu's face was pale due to excessive blood loss, and tears were streaming down his cheeks, constantly falling down.

When the amount of bloodletting reached 2000 milliliters, Zhang Lu was lying on the ground.

That is to say, Zhang Lu's physical fitness is strong. If it is replaced by other people, it will not be lying down, but shock!

Long Xiaoyun couldn't help but jumped over Xiao Zhang and rushed in.

next moment.

But Zhang Lu sat up, smiled openly and said to Long Xiaoyun: "Small, I don't have any skills, how can I defeat the hermit!"

"Don't work hard, the bloodletting process will take place slowly."

Long Xiaoyun burst into tears, his tone choked with sobs.

Zhang Lu was too cruel to himself, so cruel that Long Xiaoyun couldn't restrain the sadness in his heart.

Desperately?

Honestly, not really.

The reason why he was pale and lying on the ground just now was that Zhang Lu was checking how much blood he could hold on to.

At this moment, he has just begun to use means.

The third form of the bomb tree—blood explosion.

The blood in the body suddenly rushed up, with the faint sound of the tide rushing.

The exploding qi and blood stimulated the bone marrow while bleeding, creating a steady stream of fresh blood.

2500 ml.

Zhang Lu supported the past, and his face slowly returned to rosy from pale.

Such a strong physique!

Long Xiaoyun was shocked. Is Zhang Lu bleeding while making blood?

Long Xiaoyun saw that Zhang Lu seemed to have really survived, so he dragged the sobbing Xiao Zhang out of the small black room.

Two days passed.

The third morning.

Zhang Lu walked over from the small black room.

Outside the door, besides Long Xiaoyun, there were three other people.

Lao Ye, Lao Dai, He Zhijun, and the Fire Phoenix female soldiers ready to go.