Chapter 69: Frozen Zone Swarm (V)
"Advisor Lin!"
The leading soldier saluted. There were many bloodstains on his camouflage combat uniform, some of which had already hardened.
The cold-proof mask was tied crookedly around his waist, revealing a thin face with sunken eyes.
Xie Mian had seen this face before. He was one of the soldiers he met outside the base yesterday.
"Captain Chen Yan had an accident yesterday."
The leading soldier had tears in his eyes and his voice was choked with sobs.
The soldiers around him also had red eyes and angry expressions. Some of the younger ones were wiping away tears.
Xie Mian looked over the soldier's shoulder and saw that the old man was holding a cloth bag in his arms, with something white vaguely visible halfway inside - the curve was so familiar, it was a human tibia.
Let’s go back to last night.
Under the cover of night, Chen Yan dragged his tired feet through the civilian area.
Although his entire body was numb and aching from the cold, he was happy in his heart. Thinking that he would be able to give the food in his arms to his teammates later, his steps became lighter.
Although there was not much food, it was okay for everyone to have a bite to taste it. They had not eaten normal food for a long time.
Chen Yan licked his dry lips and seemed to smell the aroma of food at the tip of his nose.
Alas, the bread and ham are sealed, so how can they smell good? I am so hungry that I am hallucinating.
Touching the food in his arms, Chen Yan quickened his pace.
"uncle……"
His trouser leg was pulled, and Chen Yan looked down to see a dirty little face.
The child's eyes were frighteningly large, and a whimper like a baby animal came from his throat:
"I haven't eaten for three days. Uncle, do you have anything to eat?"
"I……"
Chen Yan opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He touched the food in his arms, his brows twisted. After a few minutes, he squatted down, tore open the bread bag in his arms, and broke off a small piece of bread:
"Here you go, eat it!"
Before Chen Yan could pull his hand back, the child pounced on him and bit his fingers, even biting off a piece of the leather glove on his hand.
"Please, give me something to eat..."
A hoarse voice came from behind, and the old man, like a skeleton wrapped in human skin, stretched out his hand tremblingly:
"Give me something to eat, give me something to eat..."
Chen Yan reached into his arms again, and when his fingertips just touched the soft bread, he heard the sound of metal breaking wind.
The machete in the child's hand chopped accurately into the gap between his knees. The old man's skinny arms burst out with shocking strength, tightly wrapped around his neck, and holding a knife, stabbed into his abdomen again and again:
"You soldiers, you have food but you don't share it with the people..."
When Chen Yan fell to the ground, he saw the child prying his kneecap with the tip of a knife. The old man was frantically stuffing bread into his mouth with one hand and pointing a knife at his thigh with the other...
…
"They ate Captain Chen's two legs."
The soldier's gun barrel was shaking. "When we found him... the captain was still alive, with a belt tied around his thigh to stop the bleeding."
The air seemed to be still, so quiet that there was not a sound.
The old man suddenly chuckled, revealing his jagged yellow teeth:
"Shouldn't soldiers protect civilians? They should always put them first... You soldiers are eating and drinking the best food, while we civilians are starving to death!"
The child huddled behind the old man, looking at the crowd with cruel and shrewd eyes, holding a piece of uneaten meat in his hand.
The blood on his mouth had already formed scabs, and the fingers that were grabbing the flesh were black and red.
Lin Heng's knuckles turned white from pinching his fingers: "Take them all away and treat them as cannibals."
Just as the soldiers were about to move, an arc of electricity suddenly struck in front of the crowd.
The black armored vehicle of the Insect Devotion Squad blocked the intersection at some point, and Jiang Ming jumped down from the roof of the vehicle. One of his eyes was intact, but only the eye socket remained of the other eye, with a scorpion crawling in and out of the eye socket.
"What a lively scene." He kicked the bloodstains on the ground. "Soldiers beat civilians. According to the new regulations, they should have their hands chopped off, right?"
Xie Mian was originally leaning on his motorcycle and watching coldly, but at this moment he suddenly stood up.
The Jiang Ming in front of him reminded him of the man with a DNA spiral logo on his chest who intercepted him on the road. Like Jiang Ming, that man also had bugs in his eye sockets.
"These two people attacked the soldiers first." Lin Heng said.
"What? Ordinary people attacked soldiers?" Jiang Ming walked up to Lin Heng, tilted his head, and said in a subtle tone: "Alas, with the insect plague, it's understandable that the people are starving. How can a soldier hold a grudge against ordinary people!"
"You're talking nonsense. It's obviously you, the insect-loving group, who have taken up all the supplies. Why should we take the blame?"
A soldier said indignantly.
Before the soldier could finish his words, lightning suddenly struck his head. Just as the lightning was about to strike, a rose suddenly appeared above the soldier's head, blocking the lightning.
Rose petals fell everywhere.
"Jiang Ming, don't go too far! Your Insect-Followed Team is acting too recklessly!"
"Oh, what are you talking about, Consultant Lin? We are facing a crisis right now. If it weren't for us insect-lovers, humanity would have perished long ago."
Liu San, who was standing behind Jiang Ming, laughed and his eyes were rolling around on Lin Heng.
Xie Mian frowned and used the "Silence" technique.
“Wuwuwu…”
“Wuwuwu…”
Liu San wanted to continue speaking, but suddenly found that his mouth seemed to be sewn together and he couldn't open it.
"Who, who used the insect energy?"
Liu San is his dog, and even when beating a dog, one must look at the owner first. Jiang Ming glared at the crowd. Xie Mian snorted coldly, stepped forward, and drew his long knife.
The blade flashed coldly in the cold wind.
"Advisor Lin, it's bad, the captain is dying!"
A soldier came running over crying, "The doctors are helpless, and the insect-loving members of the medical team also say they can't do anything."
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