Even if everyone's business is not very skilled, after a period of killing, a large number of zombies were eliminated by this group of team members. ≯≯One Novel≤≤﹤≤＜﹤﹤≦＜≤≤﹤

Zombie corpses were piled up on the snow, blood and flesh splattered all over the floor. The ground at the gate of the base was a mess. The team members had just finished killing the zombies. Only a few minutes will have the strength to clean up the zombies on the ground and dig the crystal core.

The instructor said first: "After killing the zombies, you have to check yourself to see if there are any wounds."

The team members listened with a solemn expression, and hurriedly checked their exposed skin. This was a major event that could not be delayed.

Just when everyone thought there was no accident, a medium-sized man said in a trembling voice, "Instructor...my neck hurts a little, is it hurt?"

That man was an ordinary person named He Qing, and the instructor had specially instructed him when he just killed the zombies. Now his voice was choked up, and he pointed one finger to the place on his neck near his Adam's apple, and looked at the instructor pleadingly: "Am I hurt like this?"

Like his face, He Qing's neck was stuck with the blood splattered when he killed the zombies, and the place where his finger was pointing also happened to be stuck with blood, so he couldn't see whether it was hurt or not.

In fact, almost every ordinary person involved in killing zombies is dirty, and their clothes are covered with various contents of zombies. They want to know if they are injured. One way is whether they feel pain, and the other way is whether they feel pain. One way is to wipe the parts of yourself that are not covered by clothes before looking at them.

Fortunately, it is winter now. Almost everyone wraps themselves tightly in thick clothes, and even wears gloves when conditions permit, so the chance of being scratched by zombies is not high, but it is a little troublesome when washing clothes.

He Qing's clothes were not high-collared, and he didn't wear a scarf, so his neck was exposed. Now he felt that it was very possible that his neck was scratched by a zombie.

The instructor listened to his words, his face became solemn, he bent down and grabbed a handful of white snow from the clean snow on the side, and wiped it on He Qing's neck.

The pure white snow quickly wiped off the blood on He Qing's neck. The instructor took a closer look. Sure enough, there was a small scratch two centimeters long near his Adam's apple, and there were faint signs of blackness near the scratch.

The people around also saw the wound clearly, and everyone couldn't help but take a deep breath, and involuntarily retreated away from He Qing.

He Qing immediately understood that his eyes were red, and the blood on his face could not hide his despair. He asked in a panic, "It really was scratched, right?!" He couldn't care less about his face. He covered his face with his hands, and choked silently. At this time when he was about to face death, he was not a saint, he must be extremely frightened, which is also human nature.

The instructor didn't bother to comfort him, but asked the team members who had checked themselves to enter the base first, while he and He Qing stayed outside, waiting for rescue.

Although the team members who had self-examined without wounds were very sympathetic to He Qing, they knew that they could not help him, so they followed another guard into the base very quietly. People have feelings of being hurt by things.

After the team members entered the base, they waited silently, waiting for the inspectors to confirm that they were really not scratched by zombies before they could disband freely.

The instructor instructed the guards to quickly notify the logistics medical team to come over, and then stayed to guard He Qing, who had lost his mind.

"Instructor, I don't want to die yet... Why did I get scratched? I've always been lucky..." He Qing murmured, his eyes were dull, although his face was still covered in blood, but he had already It doesn't matter anymore.

The instructor was also a little sad. Although he had seen many companions injured or even killed, each time was not uncomfortable, so he had to comfort him: "Now the temperature is low, the virus will not spread so fast, wait for the medical team to come. Well, there is a way."

"There's no way, I've never heard of anyone who is still alive after being infected by a zombie virus... But I really don't want to die..." He Qing began to cry as he spoke. People are also sad to hear.

When the instructor listened to him say this, he always felt that he was wrong, but what was wrong? No one is infected by a zombie virus and can still live? no one? Can't live?

Suddenly, the instructor's eyes lit up. He excitedly reached out and patted He Qing on the shoulder, and said happily, "You can live! Someone was infected and was rescued!"

He Qing suddenly stared at the instructor with bright eyes, as if his soul flew back to his body, his whole body was shocked, and he asked excitedly, "Really? Is there any help?"

"Of course! I've seen it with my own eyes!" The instructor hurriedly affirmed that he remembered Wen Luming's rescue of a man who was scratched by a zombie crow on the way to the mission he participated in before winter.

He was at the scene at the time and saw with his own eyes how Wen Luming saved the man who everyone thought was inevitable.

The instructor turned around suddenly, and he said, "I'm going to find her!"

He Qing recovered from the great sorrow and joy, and quickly said to the instructor: "Then please! I will stay here and wait!"

In the end, before the instructor asked the guard to open the door, three people came out of the door. No, it was a man and a woman, and the man was holding a chubby child.

"Captain! Sister Xiaolu!" the instructor exclaimed in surprise~lightnovelpub.net~ Do you know this? "

Wang Wenyu nodded, Wen Luming took out a water basin, poured a basin of hot water, looked at He Qing and said, "Clean up yourself first."

Wen Luming felt that both the hot water and the water basin had become his special tools for saving lives.

He Qing saw that Wen Luming was a young girl. She looked clean and fresh, but she was too young to be someone who could save people from zombie viruses.

But before he had time to ask his questions, he saw the water basin Wen Luming took out of nowhere and the hot water poured out of nowhere. He immediately understood that she was a multi-ability person, and he admired and envied her in his heart. I also knew that this girl's ability should not be underestimated, and after I understood this, my hope of surviving in my heart suddenly increased a little bit.

He Qing thanked him wisely, and washed his neck, face and hands with hot water, and the clear hot water in the basin suddenly became cloudy and dirty.

He Qing's wound is very small, and the weather is cold and low temperature, so the zombie virus spreads slowly. Is He Qing's actions temporarily okay, and there is no need to worry that he will soon become a zombie. (To be continued.)