Steel Steam and Flame

The hound's four legs, which were still shaking frantically, stopped completely, and then his entire body was completely limp on the ground. Cassia let go, and the blood and water mixed with the viscous liquid began to flow out from the hound's mouth in large quantities, with pieces of shattered internal organs, quickly infecting the gravel under Cassia's feet into dark red . The captain of the captain hit the hound's chest with that punch, and most of the internal organs inside were turned into pieces. With sophisticated power control methods, Cassia guessed that the captain's surgery phase was at least around the middle and late stages of the second phase.

"Thank you! Thank you!" Lieutenant No.17 looked at Cassia and Captain Captain in amazement, and stood up from the ground while propping up his body, his face pale. He thought he would be like No.7, his neck was bitten off by a hound. He knew the tremendous strength and weight of the Improved Hound, and he had also experienced it just now. The air and the hound collided, although the two bounced away from each other. But the hound only retreated less than half a meter, and he was flying backwards. The inside of the body was still surging, as if hitting a hard wall, there was pain everywhere.

"It should be all, a teammate." The captain shook his head to Lieutenant No.17's thanks. "Wake them up first. The ground here needs to be handled carefully. The next time may not be so easy. "He showed a thoughtful expression. At this time, he glanced at the dead hound's corpse next to him. He seemed to have found a few clues about the enemy in his head, and he was now trying to connect them through the hound.

After taking a breath or two, the team leader looked at Cassia and nodded, as if he was saying hello. The operator and the operator greeted him, but he didn't say much.

The other people all woke up from their sleep within a minute, looking at the sauce-red gravel ground, their faces were not good. After accepting the mission notice, and then boarding the empty boat and leaving the volcano base, none of them had the idea that this mission would be zero casualties.

Being called a veteran in the base is not only tenacious in survival, nor is it strong in various skills as a soldier. It is the rich experience in various tasks and the strong mental tolerance. There are so many things like this, but after every encounter, everyone's mood may be the same. Because the next one is lying on the ground, and their body temperature is getting colder, maybe they are themselves.

Among the team members, the most complicated mood is probably only the trainer. His throat has been moving. He wanted to say something, but in the end he remained silent, waiting for the captain to give orders.

"Everyone is very sorry, but the task must continue. This kind of thing may happen in the future, I think everyone has been prepared for this." The captain said, and then explained the whole thing in detail. They are still asleep and don’t know what’s going on. “We won’t stay here for too long. After about forty minutes, we will have an all-weather rush march to stay away from this spot that may have been discovered by the enemy. All are dead, you will have to trouble the number three and the sixteenth to follow the clues."

No. 3 and No. 16 are experts in tracking. After losing the hound's nose, the team can only rely on their ability to move forward.

Let some people continue to guard carefully around. Two people were separated, asked them to put on gloves, and took off all the clothes and equipment from No.7. Then put No. 7's head and corpse together, found a thick withered grass, threw it in, and then poured a bottle of standard unit of dissolved liquid.

A biopharmaceutical made specifically for dissolving corpses, everyone has one in their backpack. It is a standard configuration object as important as the compass in field missions. The equipment and food of No. 7 were evenly distributed to the teammates. The things that could not be used were all dug a shallow pit and buried secretly on the spot.

The hound's corpse was also buried, but before this was done, the captain called the two veterans, trainers, and Cassia who were specialised in tracking to the hound's corpse. And let the rest of the team get further away from here.

"Wear all breathing masks." The captain said, and then asked Cassia to put on rubber gloves. "To dissect the hound's body with me. There should be a reason why the hounds are crazy." Knowing that Cassia is also a surgeon, Captain The captain thinks that he should be very good at anatomy. And it can be regarded as saving a little physical and mental energy for other people, even if they are veterans in their prime of life, they are still much worse than the surgeons in terms of physical endurance.

The instructor with a complicated mood served as Cassia's guide. Before the autopsy, the team leader asked two tracking experts to carefully look at the three hounds' bodies, and after confirming that there were no traces left on them, they drew out the tactical knife and used it as a scalpel together with Cassia. Dissect the hound's body little by little.

Not surprisingly, a large amount of viscous liquid has also accumulated in the hound’s stomach, and some internal organs and mucous membranes have been severely melted~www.ltnovel.com~Various organs have also increased to varying degrees, which seem to be congested. In edema state, you can see a lot of blood vessels bulging on it, which is not a normal phenomenon.

"Even if we don't take action, it may be two or three hours later. These hounds will die because of internal organs congestion and swelling, and the mucosal layer will all melt and become a belly of liquid." The hound's belly was completely dissected, the captain. He took a few warm internal organs in his hand and placed it in front of his eyes to observe carefully for a while before he could judge.

"It's not like a fast deadly substance, otherwise it won't wait until this time to make the hounds go crazy." At this time, No.7 spoke, leaning forward a little, changing angle to look at the internal organs in the captain's hand. Looking at the effect of congestion and swelling, chronic poison is the most likely, and it also meets the enemy’s expectations."

"Look at the situation in your head again." Cassia suggested at this time, and the captain nodded. He had planned this too. There must be a connection between the hounds madly attacking their own people and the brain as the control center.

The tactical knife is very sharp, and the captain’s tactical knife is obviously specially made for him. The materials and styles used are different from the standards in the volcano base. Open the bones of the hound's head, the brain tissue inside has been mixed up with the tactical knife just now, but this does not prevent them from finding some strange things inside.