Doomsday Fortress

The squad leader was a man of twenty-six and seventy-seven. His face was slightly resolute. He was about to follow the recruit's knowledge and guidance, but suddenly discovered that the recruit was lying on his naked neck with a scarlet object.

"Wait, don't move, there are mosquitoes!"

The squad leader said hurriedly and signaled the recruits not to move.

"Fuck, this mosquito is not small!"

The monitor cursed in a low voice, instead of patting the mosquitoes down immediately, he stretched out his fingers and gestured.

"Your blood is so fragrant, this mosquito is almost half my finger long!"

The squad leader stretched out his fingers and shook in front of the recruits.

"Ah! Ban, squad leader, get it down quickly!"

The recruit was obviously a little flustered. When he heard that the mosquito was so big, tears almost came out.

"What a hurry!" The squad leader glared at the recruit.

"When I was a recruit, let alone mosquitoes, even if the mouse got in the crotch and the squad leader didn't give an order, who would dare to move!"

But speaking of it, the squad leader still slapped him and slapped the mosquito that was sucking blood on the recruit's neck!

"wave!

The crisp voice pierced the two ears.

"look."

The squad leader immediately stretched out his palm. In his palm, a half-finger-length mosquito corpse was slapped flat, and the long mouth needle was bent and bent. Almost half of his palm was stained red with blood!

"Ah, why do I smoke so much, how much meat do I have to eat to make up for it?"

A trace of distress flashed in the eyes of the recruits, snatching the body of the mosquito, and slamming it into the lake in front of him.

The mosquito’s corpse was stained with blood, and it slowly sank into the increasingly turbid lake bottom. Under the invisible water of the two, a group of dark blue objects instantly surrounded the mosquito’s corpse, and in the blink of an eye, it scattered around the mosquito’s corpse. The blood stains had been sucked clean, leaving only the shriveled corpse of the mosquito, sinking to the bottom of the lake.

"Oh! Squad leader, why am I so itchy?"

After a while, the recruit's complexion was a little red, and he placed his rifle on his shoulder, and stretched out his fingers to grasp the arched bulge on his neck.

"Can it not itch if bitten by a mosquito? Don't scratch, it will be fine in a while."

The monitor shook his head disapprovingly, but suddenly felt that his blood-stained palm was also itchy.

"What kind of mosquito? The poison is so big?"

The squad leader was a little confused, slowly raised his arm and looked at his palm.

"This, this, why is it swollen!"

The squad leader screamed in surprise, and saw that his blood-stained palm was almost swollen into pig feet.

"what happened?"

The roar of the two reached the ears of Wang Yi, and the old man immediately got up and went to the two.

"Duan, Duan veteran, we are all right."

The squad leader was just a low-ranking non-commissioned officer. Seeing the old Duan came over, he hurriedly retracted his swollen pig's feet behind his back. He saw that the old Duan couldn't even talk about it, so how dare he tell the old Duan about his situation.

This is a soldier. What's the matter, I would rather stand up by myself than cause trouble to the organization. In the eyes of this squad leader, he was just a bite by a mosquito, which is nothing at all.

"Old, veteran, my neck is itchy!"

But the new recruit didn't care about this. Seeing the old man came over, he immediately pointed to his neck.

"How can I do this?"

A look of surprise flashed in the old section's eyes, and he saw that the recruit's neck was bulging at a speed visible to the naked eye. After such a short time, he was about to catch up with the size of his fist, and it was still purple.

"I, I...whoop..."

The recruit's speech was already a bit intermittent, and his chest was fluctuating.

"You said, what's the matter!"

The old section glared at him, and looked at the only squad leader.

"Mosquito, mosquito, was bitten by a mosquito." The monitor slowly pulled out his swollen arm from behind.

auzw.com "What a fool!"

The old man scolded.

"What a big deal, why didn't you say it earlier, what about the mosquito body?"

"Throw it, throw it down."

The squad leader stretched out his arm that was almost swollen into a radish, and pointed at the muddy lake.

"Huh? It wasn't like that just now."

The keen old section immediately noticed the abnormality of the lake.

"Come over, some health workers, take care of this recruit."

The old Duan waved his hand far away, and saw two hygienists rushing over with the medical kit before pointing at the squad leader.

"You follow me and go to the brigade commander to clarify the situation."

"Yes!"

The squad leader agreed, leaning the radish-like palm against the corner of his eyebrows, and the old man shook his head for a while.

Everyone on the table in such a big situation here has already noticed, except that Xiao Shuang is still holding his rice bowl and struggling against the luncheon meat in front of him.

"Brigadier Commander, people have brought here."

The old man dragged the squad leader to Cai Mingguo.

"What's the matter, why are your hands so swollen?"

Cai Mingguo frowned. In terms of true majesty, I am afraid that the old man is much worse than Cai Mingguo.

In front of the brigade commander, the squad leader did not dare to conceal anything, and immediately reported what had happened just now, but he grinned from time to time, telling him about his situation at this time.

"Wait! You said that your hand became like this after you slapped a mosquito and stained it with blood?"

Wang Yi repeated these words again, staring at the painful squad leader.

"Hiss~

"Yes, it was swollen after slapping the mosquitoes."

The squad leader was already in great pain at this time, sweat kept on his forehead, and green veins swelled out, which seemed a bit scary.

"It should be insect biting dermatitis. If there is chlorpheniramine, it's okay to give him some food."

After all, Dr. Shen is a doctor. Whatever happens, she thinks of treatment for the first time, but this time, she is doomed to be wrong.

"No! Describe the mosquito again."

Wang Yi's face was a little gloomy and interrupted Doctor Shen.

"Yes, half my fingers are long, blood red, nothing special, just bigger."

After the squad leader endured the pain and said this, his consciousness became a little fuzzy, standing in front of the crowd and twisting, as if he had forgotten his identity as a soldier.

"No, no!"

The feeling of palpitations in Wang Yi's heart came again.

"The mosquito is not blood red. The blood red is because the mosquito **** blood, and its real color is blue-black!"

Wang Yi stood up suddenly, his face full of anxiety.

"What's wrong, Xiao Wang?"

Seeing Wang Yi's expression, Cai Mingguo and others couldn't sit down anymore. They all stood up. They may not be familiar with the end times, but they are not stupid, and they feel the abnormality.

"Knife, alcohol!"

Wang Yi suddenly shouted anxiously.

"What do you want those for?" Doctor Shen was puzzled.

"Ampute him and he will die later!"

Wang Yi pointed at the squad leader who had fallen to the ground and said solemnly.

"Amputation! Is it too serious?"

Cai Mingguo hesitated. After all, this man was his soldier, and he was just bitten by a mosquito. Although the mosquito may be a bit big, it is not life-threatening.