Chapter 502: Can't chat? Don't force it!

【Detected new knowledge point: Minefield!】

【Knowledge point analysis: Type 93 anti-tank landmine, manufactured 1933 (Showa 8), left behind by the invading Japanese army during the Liangguang Campaign of the Sino-Japanese War; diameter about 17 cm, height 4 cm, weight 1.36 kg.】

【Pressure fuze (triggered by 30–120 kg pressure), loaded with about 900 g TNT, specialized for blowing tank tracks.】

【Friendly reminder: Landmines on the battlefield often appear in dense arrays; after aging, the casing rusts, the fuze jams, and the condition becomes extremely unstable.】

The system pop-up appeared in time, and Lu Yang was startled by this upside-down iron disc on the ground, stepping back two steps.

He hurriedly shouted at Zhou Kaidong and others who wanted to come forward to help.

"Don't come over yet!"

"There are many landmines buried here, likely left over from past fighting; be careful not to trigger them!"

"Holy shit!"

Upon hearing this, everyone was startled, their bodies jolting.

The sharp-eyed Kang Changyi immediately spotted the iron-disc-like object not far from Lu Yang and pointed it out to them.

Combined with the excavator mangled beyond recognition and the scorched small pit, it basically confirms that Lu Yang's account is true.

Lu Yang: "Two of you, come with me to treat the wounded; the rest maintain order at the scene, don't let anyone approach!"

"Call the police, contact the bomb disposal squad to come over!"

"Stretchers, gauze, ambulances, and hemostatic medicine—send them quickly!"

"Yes!"

Once the orders were given, everyone immediately carried out their duties.

The execution ability of soldiers is beyond doubt.

Moreover, they themselves are among the finest of the military.

Chen Panpan and Ding Tengfei stared at the ground, bearing immense pressure, cautiously entering the dangerous area where landmines had been dug up.

Kang Changyi and Zhou Kaidong immediately dispersed the crowd, using red propaganda banners hung on trees and walls as a temporary cordon to isolate the construction site.

Wu Sida and Liu Ziqiang hurriedly ran into the building to look for gauze, bandages, stretchers, and hemostatic medicine, while simultaneously dialing the alarm and emergency numbers.

Liu Laoshi came down the stairs trembling, met the two, asked about the situation, and upon learning that construction had unearthed a landmine, was frightened out of his wits.

He had worked at this school for nearly twenty years; he had heard some rumors before, but had only taken them as jokes.

After all, every school has a campus legend of a "graveyard" or "battlefield" version.

But who would have thought this was actually true?

"How are the wounded? Do they need any help?"

"For now, there's no mortal danger, but they need emergency bandaging!"

"Wait here, I'll go get the medicine for you—come with me!"

"Good heavens! What happened here?"

"How terrifying—someone over there is bleeding, it looks like their leg was blown off!"

"Good lord, what did the excavator dig up? Surely it didn't hit a bomb, did it?"

"Damn, I just casually complained a couple of days ago: saying this broken school has classes every day, power and internet cut at eleven, it'd eventually get blown up—never thought it really would!"

A blast rang out, shaking the entire school.

The classes in session all heard that huge sound.

The teaching building facing the construction site had its windows almost all shattered.

Many students and teachers gathered over here, wanting to see what had happened.

"Fall back, everyone fall back, retreat outside the cordon!"

"The construction site dug up a landmine; it could explode at any moment—don't get close, everyone retreat to a safe place!"

Everyone was startled, finally realizing that the school's rumor was actually true.

War really did happen here, with many deaths; otherwise how could landmines be dug up?

Under the constant warnings of Zhou Kaidong and Kang Changyi, the crowd began to retreat.

But they only retreated another six or seven meters before nobody stepped back further.

It's human nature to love a spectacle, especially something like the school digging up landmines.

Someone pulled out their phone to start taking photos, preparing to post them; someone called to notify classmates sleeping in the dorms to come see; others worried anxiously, fearing other parts of the school might also have landmines, even beginning to regret enrolling in this school.

At the same time, Lu Yang led people to help the lightly wounded from the construction site out one by one.

Currently, there are two landmines visible at the site, both brought out of the soil by the blast's force.

One of them is the iron disc Lu Yang first saw, upside down on the ground—the Type 93 anti-tank landmine, likely the culprit that blew up the excavator.

The other has a distinctive shape, a flat round metal shell resembling half a cut-open pineapple.

According to the system prompt, this is a Type 90 Japanese anti-infantry landmine, also pressure-triggered—it explodes when stepped on.

On the battlefield, anti-tank landmines are usually used together with anti-infantry mines to prevent infantry from advancing under the cover of armor.

This is also why Lu Yang insists on strictly limiting the number of people entering the site to help; with just two landmines visible to the naked eye, who knows what else might be buried underground?

At such times, the more people there are, the more chaotic it gets, raising the chance of triggering a mine; moreover, doing this helps prevent accidents and reduces casualties.

These landmines have been buried in the soil for at least sixty or seventy years, and due to weathering and corrosion, their trigger conditions are extremely uncontrollable.

Earlier, construction even detonated one—who knows whether the blast's shockwave affected these mines in any way?

"Yang Bro, the bleeding won't stop!"

Ding Tengfei used the battlefield first-aid bandage he learned in the New Recruit Company to bandage the wound of the soldier whose leg was blown off, but it had no effect at all.

Lu Yang took several first-aid kits from Liu Ziqiang's side and sprinted over here.

"Bandage proximal to the heart, ten centimeters above the wound!"

"Grab the tourniquet, pull it tight, first stop the bleeding!"

"Yes!"

Lu Yang lifted the gauze pressed on the wound, already stained red with blood.

The blasted part was somewhat charred, skin and flesh visible, extremely bloody, with stark white bones clearly visible.

Ding Tengfei quickly followed Lu Yang's request, tightly binding the wound near the heart with a tourniquet.

His hands were covered in blood, yet they were unusually steady; although he had been nervous and terrified in class earlier, now he felt only worry and anxiety.

"Brother Yang, is this right?"

"Hmm."

Lu Yang nodded at him, then pressed a large amount of gauze onto the wounded person's leg before beginning to wrap the bandage.

After doing all this, he glanced at his watch and instructed Ding Tengfei to be sure to note the time.

At the same time, locate the wounded person's severed leg and have Liu Ziqiang go find ice and an insulated container.

If medical treatment is timely, this leg can still be reattached.

Ding Tengfei said nothing and hurriedly complied.

After finishing here, Lu Yang hurried over to the fallen excavator.

The injured person in the cab had already been dragged out by Chen Panpan with tremendous effort.

The victim was dazed from the blast's shockwave, and glass shards had sliced a long gash in the abdomen, exposing a segment of intestine.

Chen Panpan knelt on the ground and, with bare hands, pushed the intestine back into the victim; but the wound was too large, the blood wouldn't stop, and he was so anxious tears were about to fall.

"How is it?"

"The wound is too large, the blood won't stop flowing; I just pulled the intestine out and shoved it back in!"

Chen Panpan anxiously turned his head and looked outward: "Why hasn't the ambulance come yet? Can we find that Liu Laoshi? He surely has a way!"

Lu Yang was checking the other's pulse, testing his pupil reaction with a flashlight, and said: "There are landmines in this area that could explode at any time; he's a teacher, but also an ordinary civilian, coming in here is too risky."

"Before the wound is properly treated, the victim cannot be moved arbitrarily, or it will accelerate blood loss."

"We need to do the initial treatment here, lift the person out, and minimize the risk."

"The victim is still conscious; you go keep him talking, absolutely don't let him fall asleep, I'll handle the bandaging."

Lu Yang took a handful of cotton cloth from the first-aid kit, like stuffing cotton into a doll, and shoved it into the wound.

The victim's eyes widened from the pain, as if he were about to die imminently.

Chen Panpan was also startled by this scene, but still followed orders and tried to talk to the victim.

"Hey, you can't sleep! Are you married? Do you have a wife? Have you bought a house? How much is the mortgage each month? How many years left to pay it off?"

"..........."

The victim, half-conscious, heard this series of questions, his eyes rolling wide.

If he weren't too weak to speak, he really wanted to say: "Buddy, if you really can't chat, just don't force it—why are you poking people's trachea?"