Chapter 1987: Chapter 663: Hey, How About a War Insurance Policy?_2
She whispered:
“Director, we’ve checked, all the Golden Flower wounded sent here have purchased our ‘war insurance,’ so we have a responsibility to fit those amputees with chanical limbs.
But this clause requires the person’s signature to take effect, you see…”
“He’s in such a condition, how can he sign?”
A Feng shook his head, picked up the pen and signed his own na, saying:
“Imdiately have the chanics send over fifty sets of engineering prosthetics as backups, the battle at Blackfla Mountain Pass is getting fiercer, soon many people will need these things.”
“Understood, Director, I’ll arrange it right away.”
The female soldier imdiately left the tent to make preparations, while A Feng began his third amputation surgery of the day.
Actually, so injuries could improve with long-term treatnt, and there’s really no need to resort to amputation right away. However, battlefield quacks have too many things to consider, and in the chaos of war, when the fastest way to save a life is needed, amputation, a terrible choice, can also be adopted.
The war dicine on this continent isn’t even as advanced as the Napoleon Era, and the field hospital A Feng is responsible for lacks everything. Even butchers from the past have been brought in to look after patients, while charlatans wander among them, curing bodies with healing spells while trying hard to develop new drawings.
In A Feng’s view, this is nothing more than a makeshift operation.
But undeniably, this is already an achievent ahead of its ti.
In the following ten minutes, with the assistance of Nifytelli’s masterful necromancy construction techniques, A Feng successfully completed the amputation surgery. Loyal Brother, who had been waiting from the side, saw his “opportunity” arrive, and excitedly went forward with a box. He first vented the steam pressure from his right arm, then used his chanical hand to open the box.
It’s worth ntioning that Loyal Brother’s left hand has been upgraded from the rough three-claw structure to “advanced technology” from Charldo Harbor.
The silver-grey five-fingered palm is exceptionally nimble, even more technologically advanced than the chanical arm by Little Sheron on his right arm.
The coolest part is that it cos with a self-defense module that discharges electricity, making it as dazzling and powerful as a “thunder palm.”
“Look, these are the advanced chanical supplies our chanic’s Guild just acquired from Charldo Harbor, and they are directly used on you. I said from the start, buying war insurance is a win-win situation.”
Loyal Brother, sporting a complicated monocle engineering lens, took a chanical leg from the box and inserted a Calculating Pearl to initiate preset programming, then asured the severed leg data of this freshly amputated unfortunate.
On his engineer’s belt around his waist, there is an engineering wrench and a spare Burning Gold Screwdriver. He spoke eloquently to the soldiers silently watching the scene:
“With this treasure, your captain won’t lose mobility due to amputation, but will gain a cool chanical left leg. It’s a pity he didn’t purchase the value-added service, so this left leg can only maintain the most basic specifications.
If there was a weapon value-added service, I could add a Steam Mantis Knife to this leg!
This is the cool weapon I developed with my ntor, and even engineering master Old Flywheel gave it a thumbs-up.
With this, your captain would unleash the mighty power of the ‘Sonic Foot Knife’ when kicking. If he dislikes close combat, I can install a chanical gun in his leg, with twelve rounds, capable of taking out a squad of Wolf People’s heads at a critical mont.
Hey, this thing is so perfect, if my legs weren’t intact, I’d want to install one for myself!”
“We can actually help you.”
The surrounding soldiers murmured.
Clearly, they loathed these chanical contraptions, and no sane person would want to attach these strange devices to themselves.
But the money for the commanders’ war insurance had been spent, and the captain was indeed crippled, so he might as well take the fall for the other brothers.
Thus, under the gaze of the artilleryn, Loyal Brother finished his first prosthetic replacent surgery at the field hospital without a hitch. The recalibrated chanical leg was affixed to the poor fellow’s severed leg through a simple yet practical connecting structure calculated by the Calculating Pearl, but unfortunately, he was unconscious and unable to test if the thing was effective.
Undeterred, Loyal Brother noticed two more unlucky souls missing arms in this tent. With a cheerful grin, he took out two chanical arms to replace theirs.
This ti, Loyal Brother’s “enticent” was a great success.
He persuaded one young, wealthy soldier to purchase his newly launched “value-added service,” and proceeded to attach a complex yet cool steam-powered Mantis Blade to the latter’s prosthetic limb.
With a clattering sound, the stylish and dangerous folding blade retracted into the chanical arm’s prebuilt space under the control of the Calculating Pearl. Under the young soldier’s curious gaze, Loyal Brother picked up a specialized fuel injection bottle and added so Burning Gold diator and special oil to the Mantis Knife’s micro steam engine.
Once everything was ready, under the watchful eyes of a dozen soldiers, the soldier awkwardly activated the attack program of the Calculating Pearl according to Loyal Brother’s instructions after so shoulder movents that didn’t quite fit.
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