Chapter 43

If last time, when facing those three human traffickers, Buck still adhered to the restraint of a combat veteran returning to normal life and did not ruthlessly kill them, then this time, with the four kidnappers, he had already mentally broken free from this restraint.

In Buck's mind, the wickedness of human traffickers far exceeded that of kidnappers. In a certain sense, he didn't even consider kidnapping as a serious crime.

Because of this small island, which was akin to a battlefield or a no-man's land, the kidnappers felt they could do whatever they wanted on this island. Buck felt the same way. In such a non-urbanized environment, it immediately triggered his mindset of killing. In comparison, the few cuts he made on the three human traffickers were nothing.

One hit, and it must be fatal!

In battle, life and death are certain!

Once the intent to kill is set, there will be no survivors!

That's why he casually stabbed the last unconscious kidnapper to death. What was the point of leaving him alive?

There was no need to leave behind any potential threats or witnesses!

So, he killed!

Buck's inner judgment was that simple, unrelated to the legal procedures of a civilized society, and even unrelated to the knife wound on his leg. That minor injury, which would terrify an ordinary person, was just a scratch on the battlefield!

Hmm, perhaps the kidnappers' plan to gang-rape the beautiful girl also stirred up a man's normal sense of indignation to some extent?

So, even with a slight limp, he looked at the unexpected girl, whose body in a champagne-colored dress was already rolling on the grassy ground, her hands frantically covering her mouth and throat!

However, even at this moment, Buck noticed that the girl's legs were still tightly bent and pressed together, not revealing any hint of her private parts!

What good upbringing!

He approached her quickly with his knife, a bit puzzled. Had she not been harmed?

His gaze swept over the body of the kidnapper with a broken neck, at least a meter away. There were no external injuries, only the left hand... Yes, the left palm was bleeding profusely.

Buck glanced at it, and it seemed that her fingers were broken, bitten off!

This girl was really ruthless, probably out of fear. Even a rabbit will bite when cornered.

So, when Buck took another step forward, he saw the girl's eyes wide open, her face, which was usually exquisite and refined, flushed red, and her hands helplessly scratching her neck, making a hoarse sound. Buck immediately understood the situation. In her panic, she had bitten off the kidnapper's finger, which was now stuck in her throat!

Choking...

According to common hospital practices, there are many ways to relieve this, but Buck tried only one method.

He pulled the tense girl up, stood behind her, and wrapped his arms around her waist, making a fist and pressing it against the lower edge of her ribs and above her navel, pushing upward to increase the internal pressure, just like squeezing a balloon to increase the internal pressure and push out the foreign object. Normally, this would make the object fly out, which can be quite amusing.

However, when Buck's chest touched the girl's delicate and curvaceous back, he felt her struggling even more, and her entire body became even more tense!

When Buck's hands, formed into fists, pushed upward on the girl's waist, they inevitably touched the soft parts of her chest, and even in these areas, he could feel her tension!

So, this Heimlich maneuver, which is supposed to resolve 90% of foreign object choking cases, actually failed!

It was probably because the girl, who had never experienced such a situation, was too tense, with all her muscles, especially her throat, in spasm, tightly clamping the foreign object and increasing her oxygen consumption. With her airway already partially blocked, this state of mind and body only made things worse!

In short, if immediate action wasn't taken, the girl would suffocate and die within seconds due to the blockage in her airway!

So, without any hesitation, Buck let go of the panicked girl and turned to search for something around him. He first picked up his homemade pistol to disassemble it but then noticed a pen in the pocket of one of the kidnappers. Ah, a literate kidnapper, he thought, feeling relieved. He unscrewed the pen cap and used a sharp knife to cut off the pen's tail, making it a finger-thick tube, which he held in his mouth.

Returning to the girl, who was still wide-eyed and terrified, Buck didn't even have time to speak to calm her down. She struggled even more frantically. Buck helplessly took off his one-piece work suit, which only made Mou Chenfei even more incredulous and terrified. Taking off his clothes?!

In this state, was she going to suffer the inevitable humiliation?

Her body was almost rigid!

Buck stuffed the bunched-up work suit under Mou Chenfei's neck. Then, in a state of shock, he knelt beside her, his right knee mercilessly pressing on her chest, which had never been touched by a man, and his left hand firmly pressing on her face, spreading his fingers. Her face was so delicate and small, and with her head completely immobilized, she could almost feel the blood on his palm, but she couldn't smell it because her entire respiratory system was on the verge of collapse, and her throat muscles were completely blocking the gap around the foreign object, about to suffocate!

Her entire upper body was pinned down, unable to move, and her neck was raised, like a chicken about to be slaughtered. Buck, like a butcher, ran his fingers over her smooth neck, which countless men would want to kiss!

That originally proud and smooth neck, like a swan's, was now flushed red, not from excitement, but from the severe lack of oxygen, with capillaries beginning to show, and her brain was about to lose oxygen and fall into unconsciousness...

Yes, Mou Chenfei fainted. In the last moment before she lost consciousness, she would never forget the scene: through the gaps in the hand, she saw the man leaning over her, his eyes devoid of any emotion, holding the pen tube with his teeth, and using his tongue to lick the blood off the blade, then suddenly stabbing it into her neck!

Shock! Anger! Tension! Helplessness! Sadness!

Countless negative emotions surged into Mou Chenfei's mind, which was usually not too complex!

She couldn't scream, the most common way for women to relieve stress, so she immediately fainted!

It was like a life stretched too tight, suddenly snapping!

Medically speaking, such choking, even if treated immediately, could often result in brain damage or a vegetative state due to a few seconds of delay. But when Mou Chenfei fainted, it felt like a relief!

Perhaps she felt a sense of relief from the impending humiliation by contemplating suicide?

Or perhaps she just wanted to die and be done with it?

In any case, she fainted...

But in all fairness, for Buck, in the absence of disinfectant, saliva was the most convenient disinfectant. As for the cut, after he pinned the girl down, he made a shallow incision into the throat's skin until he reached the trachea. He didn't follow the usual surgical steps of cutting through the subcutaneous tissue below the cricoid cartilage and avoiding blood vessels, but made a swift and reckless cut!

He precisely targeted the optimal spot, which was only about the size of a finger, avoiding the anterior jugular vein and other troublesome structures, and made a neat incision of less than two centimeters in the trachea!

The trachea, which is like a series of rings, was cut horizontally, and the thin edges immediately began to tremble. There were no muscles there, just air flowing freely and eagerly, causing the edges to vibrate. However, once the blade was removed, the opening would close again, although air could force it open, it could also easily be blocked!

So, Buck dropped the knife, took the tube from his mouth, which he had been licking with his tongue and saliva, and gently inserted it into the incision, angling it toward her chest. This action was incredibly gentle, but the unconscious Mou Chenfei couldn't feel it.

After inserting it about five to six centimeters, Buck lifted his right knee from her chest, not lingering on the soft peaks that many men would want to touch. Like removing a valve from a bellows, the chest cavity and lungs immediately expanded, drawing in a large amount of air, which was desperately needed by her body through the small opening in the tube!

The girl felt a sense of relief precisely at this moment!

From the incision to the airway being cleared, it took only four seconds!

Buck's thumb, which was pressing on the artery near the girl's temple, immediately felt the change in her pulse and released it, satisfied. He tore a strip from the hem of his undershirt and quickly and gently wrapped it around the girl's neck to secure the tube, adjusting the work suit under her neck to make breathing easier, before standing up and surveying the surroundings.

This was the standard approach of a combat medic!

A procedure that would normally require several nurses, doctors, a tray of shiny surgical tools, and a bright operating light, along with various anesthetics, sutures, and a surgical plan, he completed in just ten seconds!

And he did it all with one hand, as his left hand had to hold the girl's face to stabilize her head!

Every time he went into battle, Buck always carried three airway tubes. In combat, if the lungs or brain were hit, whether the respiratory system was disrupted or the brain couldn't control breathing, a tracheotomy was the first step to save a life. If breathing wasn't restored on the battlefield, any injury was fatal, and that's how he earned his reputation as the "Judge of Life and Death"!

A moment's hesitation, a slight delay, and a life was lost...

Life and death were in his hands!

A minute ago, he had cleanly and swiftly taken the lives of four strong men in less than ten seconds, and now he had pulled a girl back from the brink of death!

This was the famous "Judge of Life and Death"!