The radiation-proof searchlight illuminated the temporary medical station. Mou Xuan ran his index finger across the holographically projected material code, and the cold light refracted into a fine grid on his tactical eyepiece.
Material Manager Zhou's neck was bulging with veins, and he slapped his oily palms on the metal table: "If I wanted these inhibitors, I would have sold out all the penicillin during the snowstorm last year!"
Chen Yao's ceramic dagger suddenly nailed the warehouse invoice blown by the wind, and the blade accurately cut off the binding line at the corner of the third page.
At the moment the yellowed paper pages scattered, Mou Xuan noticed that the timestamps on the three inventory receipts flashed synchronously for 0.03 seconds - this was the sign that the military-grade anti-counterfeiting chip had been violently cracked.
"Five batches of bandages were shipped from Jiangbei Pharmaceutical Factory last month." Mou Xuan's tactical gloves brushed across the holographic projection, and the 72-hour surveillance video was fast-forwarded at 16 times the speed. "All of them were irradiated and sterilized three times before entering the warehouse."
Chen Yao suddenly pressed the gauze soaked in strong acid under the ultraviolet lamp. The honeycomb-shaped holes formed by corrosion actually showed the texture of a micro-circuit board under a specific wavelength.
Nurse Qian, who was changing the dressing on the wounded, had a trembling hand and the tweezers fell into the waste bin with a hissing sound - those hemostatic cotton pads that were supposed to be sterile were embedded with signal transmitters the size of rice grains.
As the swarm of drones roared across the surface of the Mojiang River, Mou Xuan had already led his men to surround the raw material warehouse of the Jiangbei Pharmaceutical Factory.
In the night vision goggles of the twelve commandos, the mountains of glucose injection solution were emitting an eerie light green fluorescence under the moonlight.
Pharmacist Zhao scanned the QR code on the bottle with a detector, and the instrument suddenly made a sharp beep: "These are not medical grade at all..."
The moment the sound of breaking wind came from overhead, Mou Xuan grabbed Pharmacist Zhao by the back of the collar and rolled to the blind corner of the shelf.
Glass bottles filled with chemical reagents exploded in the shock wave of the tactical grenade, and light yellow mist instantly engulfed half of the warehouse.
Chen Yao threw out the magnetic hook and climbed up the ventilation duct, but saw three figures wearing snake badges dismantling the skylight protection net.
"At an elevation of 35 degrees in the southeast corner, throw a smoke bomb." Mou Xuan's voice in the communicator was terrifyingly calm.
When the fifth grenade exploded next to the load-bearing column, he suddenly swung his saber into the air - the blade accurately cut off five glowing red fuses in the 0.5 seconds when time stopped.
The collapsed shelves formed a natural shelter, and the commandos took the opportunity to outflank the enemy.
When the last attacker was locked in electromagnetic handcuffs, Mou Xuan's military boots stepped on the seam of the bionic skin at the man's neck.
As the tactical dagger peeled off the camouflage layer, a familiar light blue liquid swayed in the micro-syringe implanted under the skin - it was the destroyed X-37 inhibitor concentrate.
"The sewage pipe on the other side of Mojiang River." Chen Yao suddenly pointed at the tactical tablet. The green light spots representing the drone swarm were forming a vortex trajectory somewhere. "Three days ago, a batch of scrapped medical equipment was shipped from there..."
Mou Xuan's hand, which was stroking half of the snake-shaped badge, suddenly stopped. The gold-stamped lines on the metal edge looked like blood in the moonlight.
When the river wind blew the radioactive dust towards the commandos who were gathering their troops, no one noticed that the surveillance camera on the roof of the warehouse had quietly turned its direction - the camera that was supposed to have been blown up was reflecting the newly rising purple flare on the other side of the Mojiang River.
Mou Xuan's tactical goggles glowed red, and the moment his time ability was activated, the throbbing blood vessels in the spy's neck appeared in slow motion in his eyes.
His fingertips pressed the carotid sinus precisely, and the opponent's pupils suddenly dilated to their physiological limit - this was the truth serum injection technique he learned on the future battlefield.
"The refrigeration unit in Warehouse No. 3!" The spy's scream mixed with blood foam sprayed on the radiation-proof glass, "They replaced the Freon in the compressor..."
Chen Yao's ceramic dagger suddenly turned and cut off the ventilation duct in the southeast corner of the warehouse.
Boxes of adrenaline injections were turning yellow at a speed visible to the naked eye. When Zhou, the material manager, pounced on them, he smashed three petri dishes and was unaware of the glass shards embedded in his palms: "The refrigerant is mixed with benzoyl peroxide! All the refrigerated medicines are decomposing at an accelerated rate!"
"Take Team 3 to the underground ice storage." Mou Xuan pulled off the liquid nitrogen tank on his tactical belt and threw it to Pharmacist Zhao, "Transfer the existing medicines into the lead box and repackage them according to wartime standards." As he spoke, his right hand was always pressed on the subcutaneous syringe at the slender clavicle, and the flow rate of time was compressed twelve times within a five-centimeter range - enough for the toxicity of the inhibitor concentrate to complete seven metabolic cycles in the other party's body.
Nurse Qian suddenly screamed and raised the ultraviolet disinfector. The quartz lamp tube, which should have been transparent, was covered with spider-web-like black spots.
Medical student Sun’s hands were shaking as he grabbed the detector: “Alpha rays are left… these devices were converted into radiation sources during transportation!”
The drone swarm suddenly exploded into a fireball above Mojiang River, and Mou Xuan's military boots crushed the last snake-shaped badge.
As purple flares illuminated the abandoned sewage treatment plant on the other side of the river, seventeen transport boxes with self-destruct devices attached were drifting down the sewage pipe.
As soon as the commandos' electromagnetic net covered the first box, the scarlet corrosive liquid burned through the five-centimeter-thick alloy steel plate.
"Use my blood!" Infectious disease expert Li suddenly tore off his protective suit. The dense vaccine scars on his arms glowed blue in the moonlight. "I did antibody fusion when the Ebola variant broke out last year..."
The moment Chen Yao's magnetic hook entangled the third transport box, Mou Xuan activated the longest time stop.
In the 0.7 seconds of absolute stillness, he could clearly see the circuit paths of all the self-destruct devices.
When the saber split open the seventh box, two hundred X-37 inhibitors were emitting cold air in the shock-proof gel.
"Send it to Doctor Gu!" Pharmacist Zhao held the incubator with his frostbitten hands. "He got infected when he performed thoracotomy on a wounded patient last month..."
When the first ray of morning light pierced through the radiation cloud, the long-lost sterilization completion prompt sound rang out at the medical station.
Nurse Qian is labeling the newly arrived hemostatic cotton, and medical student Sun is learning antibody separation technology from expert Li.
Material manager Zhou locked the last box of medicine into the lead cabinet, turned around and kowtowed three times to Mou Xuan.
"Blood pressure dropped suddenly!" The sharp alarm tore through the brief calm.
Doctor Gu’s skinny palm was pressing on the ward rounds record book, and dark red blood stains were spreading on the record of “No abnormalities three days after the operation”.
Chen Yao picked up the stethoscope that had fallen to the ground. There was a layer of blue-green bacterial film on the metal diaphragm.
Mou Xuan tore open Dr. Gu's protective collar, and the old scar three centimeters below the collarbone was wriggling.
In the perspective mode of the tactical eyepiece, the half-remaining surgical suture thread drilled into the pericardium like a living thing.
Thirty-seven abnormal indicators popped up on the holographic screen, but all infectious disease test results were negative.
"Wake up all medical teams." When Mou Xuan pressed the base broadcast button, his fingertips were still stained with cerebrospinal fluid coughed up by Doctor Gu, "Including the attending physician of the rabies patient who was in a coma last week." He stared at the flickering waveform on the monitor, and the tactical eyepiece automatically magnified the fading corpse spots behind the patient's ears - that was a symptom that would never occur in a living person.
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