Chapter 21 Nameplate 'X'
Li Chong, who was standing beside him, groped his way up from the ground, with fear still on his face.
And Li Xiang covered his head and moaned softly.
My spirit is still tense.
The man fell to the ground motionless, but on the sunken face, the vague flesh and blood squirmed more and more violently.
'Whoosh'
A sound broke through the air, and a scarlet black shadow penetrated the flesh and shot towards my face.
I subconsciously stretched out my hand to block it, and felt a cold and sticky feeling on my palm.
It was like catching a ball of snot, and the strips of dark red flesh were like leeches, squirming and trying to pierce my skin.
Sensing the faint pain, I immediately threw my hand in the direction of the bonfire!
'Chichi...chichi...'
The scarlet strip fell in the center of the bonfire, and the burning of the flame instantly caused the thing to curl up, emitting a trace of water vapor.
The bonfire crackled like a howl...
"What?!" Li Chong was shocked.
α-1203?
This random number popped up in my head. It was recorded in the experimental diary that α-1203 facial nematode is a parasite that mainly lives in the subcutaneous muscle tissue of the human face.
The situation is completely consistent.
α-1203 can cause visual and auditory hallucinations in people, which explains why the man just spoke into the air.
The flesh and blood on his sunken face was still squirming weakly.
I don't know how this parasite is transmitted, and I dare not neglect it.
Walking to Li Chong's side, I quickly picked up the long knife on the ground.
"Xiao Leng, cover your eyes." I shouted.
"Whoa whoa."
Xiao Leng responded repeatedly and covered his eyes blankly.
I stood next to the man's body, and after making sure that the thing didn't crawl out, I plunged the knife into the sunken flesh of the face.
This sword seemed to stir up thousands of waves.
The blood-red muscles on the man's face squirmed violently!
Scarlet threads were pulled away from the bloody muscles.
These things actually came to life.
Dense red threads squirmed between the muscles, as if they were looking for a new face to live on.
I suddenly got goosebumps all over my body, and several red threads crawled up along the tip of the knife.
I quickly pulled out the knife and put it into the fire.
'Crack...sizzle...'
A puff of water vapor rose, and the face worm attached to the tip of the knife curled down and fell into the fire.
They are afraid of fire.
I have the answer in my mind.
I put the long knife on the campfire and burned it red. The bloodworms on the man's face became more and more dense, and more and more red threads separated from the muscles.
They leaned out half of the body and squirmed on the man's face, like two wings of flesh spread out.
When they were about to fall out of the man's face, I stabbed the long red knife into the man's cheek again.
The scarlet threads curled up and shrank in an instant. They struggled between the muscles, as if they wanted to escape the heat source at the tip of the knife.
But I didn't give them a chance. The tip of the knife twisted in the man's skull, and I pulled out the long knife.
When I swung the knife again, I cut off the man's head with one blow.
In an instant, there was a heavy flow of blood, black blood gushed out from the man's neck, and the smell of blood made me almost gag.
But I endured the stench and put the man's head into the bonfire.
The flames trembled and instantly covered the man's head, and the smell of burning protein filled the air.
Those deep-set eyes faced me, and the nerve-connected eyes rolled down in the flames.
"vomit!"
I spit it out anyway, stomach acid mixed with food residue.
So disgusting!
The headless corpse was still bleeding, and the whole air-raid shelter was filled with the stench of blood!
The head was burned in the flames, and the skin was scorched.
Xiao Leng covered his eyes in the distance, his body trembling all the time.
Old Man Sun was leaning against the wall, holding a bottle of wine in his hand and looking blankly...
I steeled myself again and walked over to the headless body.
I had to make sure of something, make sure there were no face worms left.
Under our current conditions, if we are parasitized by facial nematodes, there is absolutely nothing we can do, or even detect!
In addition, Li Chong was already checking Li Xiang's injuries. Five deep cuts were made on Li Xiang's head, but fortunately, his eyes were not injured.
"Did you kill him?"
Li Xiang covered his head and stared at the unburnt head in the fire, almost wanting to vomit.
"He might have been dead a long time ago."
I replied with a straight face, the man was parasitized by face worms, and maybe he was just a manipulated walking zombie when he arrived.
Even if he is not dead, it is still the same as death.
What worries me more is where he got this infection from.
And about my power, I raised my hand and my fist was covered in blood...
"You can open your eyes, but you have to be mentally prepared."
I spoke to Xiao Leng. Xiao Leng shuddered but still took his hands away from his face.
The scene before her also made her pale.
The perspective impact brought by the headless corpse is difficult for anyone to adapt to in a short time.
I wanted to touch Xiao Leng's head, but I took a look at the blood on my hand and took it back.
Walking to the headless corpse, I suppressed the smell of blood and squatted down.
Tonight, I'm afraid it will be a sleepless night.
I wonder if the bloody smell of this corpse will attract that kind of compound-eyed monster.
It is even more impossible to move the body out and dispose of it now.
In addition to the smell of blood, the air-raid shelter also smells of blood. Such an environment makes it impossible for people to relax.
Moreover, if the entrance to the air raid shelter is not blocked, no one can sleep peacefully.
I glanced up at the stone steps at the entrance of the cave and found nothing unusual.
When I lowered my head, I happened to see an iron chain hanging around the body's neck.
The chain was half-submerged in a pool of blood on the ground.
"What are you looking at?"
Li Xiang's voice sounded behind him.
He covered his head and came over, while Xiao Leng also stood up and walked gingerly past the bonfire.
In the bonfire, the flesh and blood on the surface of the head curled up and was so charred that the shape could not be discerned.
Walking past the bonfire, Xiao Leng trembled and grabbed my arm.
I subconsciously retracted, but I clearly felt that Xiao Leng seemed to have rubbed off a layer of skin under my clothes, and the grabbed arm felt itchy and refreshing, as if a scab was being torn open.
I rubbed my wrist calmly, and the itchy feeling made me want to reach out and scratch it.
But I'm worried that Xiao Leng will find out something is wrong.
After calming down, I focused on the body again.
"First let's see if there is anything that can prove his identity and figure out where he came from."
I used a branch to stir through the pool of blood, trying to pick out the chain from the pool of blood.
"What happened just now? You mean, he is not a human? A zombie?"
Li Xiang stared at the corpse and finally asked his doubts.
"He's being manipulated by a parasite."
I shook my head, dragging the chain out of the blood.
This is a nameplate. At the lower end of the iron chain, there is a piece of metal with a letter engraved on it - 'x'
Under the 'x', there is a row of small characters engraved.
'1203-06, age: 31, blood type: b, height: 177, weight: 75kg'
Is he a soldier?
I was confused. I had only seen this kind of nameplate on soldiers.
Because injuries will occur on the battlefield, most frontline soldiers will hang such a nameplate to facilitate blood transfusion and rescue by medical staff.
There was also a trace of doubt in Li Xiang's eyes, "Is 'x' the code name of some unit?"
Following his line of sight, there was a dark green tattoo of the letter 'x' on the back of the corpse's hand.
"have no idea..."
I frowned. If this man was a soldier, then his unit might not be far from here.
And what changes happened to his army that led him to this end...
It's hard to imagine...