Chapter 53: Desert Eagle (Part 2)

"Master, how are you?" Zhao Haiping grabbed the war hero song and shook it violently, crying hoarsely, "War hero song, don't scare me!" What exactly happened to you? How can I help you get better?! Tell me!! ”
Zhanxia Ge, who was nearly shattered by Zhao Haiping's shake, finally regained a bit of clarity in his eyes. Zhao Haiping flipped the marching water bottle in his palm and tapped it hard a few times. Finally, he forcefully flicked a little clean water out of the bottle. Zhao Haiping gently slapped the last bit of water onto Zhanxia Ge's forehead.
Zhan Xiagage opened his mouth and struggled for a long time before finally squeezing out a few words: "I might be ill...... Heat exhaustion! ”
Heat exhaustion!
He really hadn't received much wilderness survival training, so Zhao Haiping really didn't understand what this thing was or what consequences it could have on people. But whenever he heard the words "heat exhaustion" and looked at Zhanxia Ge's current state, even if he was slow, he understood that Zhao Haiping was now on the edge of life and death.
If it weren't for Zhan Xiage undergoing rigorous training, if it weren't for his tenacious vitality, and if he hadn't had a reason in his heart to keep alive and instinctively hold on to the last bit of his life, in his current state, he should never have seen today's sun again!
Zhan Xiage's eyes widened with effort, his hands clenched tightly. The cracks of knuckles from his pale knuckles occasionally burst with the sound of excessive force. He tried his best to clear his mind a little more. Zhao Haiping stood to the side, tears welling up in his eyes, repeatedly fanning Zhan Xia Ge with a canvas, but it seemed this didn't improve the song.
"Zhan Xia Ge, tell me, what should I do? What should I do to help you cure this damn heat exhaustion?!" Zhao Haiping shouted hoarsely, "Master, I'm begging you, tell me what I should do!" At the very least, tell me what kind of toy heat exhaustion is! ”
Zhanxiage stared wide-eyed at the blue sky above, staring blankly at the blue sky. Driven by a desperate urge to fight death, he mechanically answered Zhao Haiping's question: "Heat exhaustion, a large loss of salt from the identity, and symptoms caused by not properly replenishing the body's necessary fluids." Symptoms include headache, mental confusion, restlessness, excessive sweating, weakness, dizziness, convulsions, pale complexion, moist, and cold skin. After these symptoms occur, the following measures should be taken immediately: place the patient in a cool place, have them lie on a stretcher or similar object, lift them about eighteen inches off the ground, loosen their clothes, pour water on them, fan them, and give them small amounts of water every three minutes. Make sure he doesn't move and let him rest fully. ”
"Tell me, how tall is eighteen inches? Tell me!" At this moment, Zhao Haiping really wanted to slap himself hard a few times. He hoarsely shouted, "I don't know how tall eighteen inches are!" ”
Zhao Haiping shook his war hero song desperately, and tears burst from his eyes in an instant.
If he hadn't drunk the fresh water that originally belonged to Zhanxia Ge, and if Zhanxiage hadn't helped him carry at least half the weight, Zhanxiage wouldn't have turned out like this! Whenever he could endure an hour in the desert and enjoy those twenty minutes of rest, Zhao Haiping would rub his eyes and get up from the shadows behind the dunes. He could always see the war hero singing from a relatively high spot, basking in the sun, clutching an automatic rifle, standing guard for them.
Every night when it was time to camp, Zhanxiage would always help Zhao Haiping build a resting place better suited for physical recovery. He always carefully checked Zhao Haiping's camp location for venomous snakes and scorpions. At night, the desert temperature would only be in the teens of a dozen degrees, and this intense temperature difference would make Zhao Haiping shiver all over. So every time Zhanxiage would help Zhao Haiping dig a sandpit, lying in the still warm sand still covered by the sun, with layers of yellow sand covering his body. It felt like returning to a warm embrace.
Zhanxiage himself just covered himself with a piece of canvas.
Fifty days of jungle guerrilla warfare, excessive anger and sorrow, and relentless frenzied fighting had severely damaged Zhanxia Ge's physical and mental health. Even though he had undergone some "water training," he was still human, not a real machine!
He drank only about one-third of the normal amount of water a normal person would consume in the desert each day. He helped carry some of the ammunition, which caused his load to exceed fifty kilograms. During the march in the alpine desert during the day, he barely rested, and at night, he had to use unsuitable tools to dig sand pits for Zhao Haiping.
Under these circumstances, Zhanxiage finally fell ill.
Zhanxiage tilted his head and thought for a long time before answering uncertainly, "Reporting to the instructor, eighteen inches, seems to be ...... Forty-six centimeters, I guess! ”
Zhao Haiping's burning tears fell one by one onto Zhan Xiage's face. Zhanxiage gently licked his lips, tasting the faint saltiness of his tears. He stared with big puzzled eyes and asked, "Hey, why are you crying?" ”
"I ruined you, I dragged Master down!"
Zhao Haiping, this rough man, was shocked and terrified at that moment. Deep regret and guilt overwhelmed him, and he suddenly knelt before Zhanxia Ge, crying out loud.
Zhan Xiage, comforting, reached out to gently pat Zhao Haiping and said, "I'm your master. No matter what, as a master, you can't let your disciple die right in front of you, can you?" You may be clever and weak, but you've got a good heart and are willing to study hard. I like you! I was the one who dragged you to the battlefield. Even if I die, I will make sure you return alive! Huh...... Why is there such a huge golden ring right in front of me?! Could it be a big mooncake? The mooncakes are great, I'm really hungry right now. Bring those big mooncakes over so we can have a good meal. I'll give my apprentice Zhao Hai a big share. As my master, just keep a small piece—after all, I'm the master! So being a master is really tough!! ”
This is probably what people call mental confusion in symptoms of heat exhaustion.
Listening to the battle hero's unfiltered honesty and its nonsense, Zhao Haiping trembled all over as he held the song tightly, already sobbing uncontrollably.
"Why are you crying?" Zhanxiage glared, his face full of pride, and said, "Let me tell you a secret. When I was only five, my dad forced me to stay at minus one, two, thirty, forty degrees Celsius. Anyway, it was a very cold, snowy day when I went out to practice long-distance running. I fell into a mountain ravine, covered in ice and a layer of snow. Beside me was a monkey standing foolishly at the bottom, almost frozen stiff." Hehe, I really didn't expect there to be monkeys on our mountain! But, hehe, even monkeys haven't conquered the ravine, and I managed to climb up the mountain by force! From that moment on, I understood one thing: never give up! Because ...... I am Zhanxia Ge! ”
Zhao Haiping's body trembled violently. He looked at Zhanxia Ge, who seemed to have returned to childhood, radiating a hint of innocence and purity, and a look of indescribable pride welled up in his eyes. He realized that only at this moment did he truly understand the source of the nearly endless power within Zhanxia Ge!
"From that moment on, I understood one thing: never give up! Because ...... I am Zhanxia Ge! ”
It was precisely because of these two sentences that an ordinary man became extraordinary! It was precisely these two lines that made him the legendary chivalrous hero who roamed the world!
Zhao Haiping put the two military backpacks together, then carefully placed the war hero song on top. He stared at the pale face, his whole body trembling, but he clenched his teeth tightly, not letting out a single moan. This man was simply too proud—this pride had become ingrained in his bones, so proud that even when he lost consciousness, he still stubbornly supported a man's backbone!
"Master, I won't let you die. No matter what, I will lead you out of this desert!" Zhao Haiping gazed at the war hero song and shouted loudly, "Because this is my promise to Master, because...... I'm Zhao Haiping! ”