Steel steam and flame

The four legs of the hound that were still shaking wildly stopped completely, and then the whole body completely collapsed on the ground. Cassia let go of her hand, and blood mixed with viscous liquid began to flow out of the hound's mouth in large streams, along with pieces of broken internal organs, which soon turned the gravel under Cassia's feet into dark red. . The captain's punch just now hit the hound's chest, and most of the internal organs inside were turned into pieces. With his exquisite power control method, Cassia guessed that the captain's surgery stage would be at least around the middle to late stage of the second stage.

"Thank you! Thank you!" Lieutenant No. 17 looked at Cassia and the captain with some surprise, while he stood up from the ground, his face turned a little pale. He originally thought that like No. 7, his neck would be bitten off by a hound. He knew the huge strength and weight of the improved hound, and had a deep understanding of it just now. Air and Hound collided, though both bounced off each other. But the hound only retreated less than half a meter, while he flew backwards. There is still a surge inside the body, as if it has hit a hard wall, and there is pain everywhere.

"It's all as it should be, teammates of the same team." The captain thanked Lieutenant No. 17 and shook his head, "Let's wake them up first. The ground here needs to be treated carefully. The next time may not be easy. ." He showed a thoughtful expression, and then glanced at the bodies of the dead hounds around him. He seemed to have found several clues about the enemy in his head, and was now trying to connect them together through the hounds.

After taking a breath or two and looking away, the captain looked at Cassia and nodded, as if to say hello, a greeting between the surgeon and the surgeon, but he didn't say much.

The others all woke up from their sleep within a minute, looking at the red gravel ground aside, their expressions were all ugly. After accepting the mission notification, and then boarding the airship and sailing away from the volcano base, none of them had the idea that there would be zero casualties in this mission.

Being called a veteran in the base is not only about being tenacious in survival, nor about being good at various skills as a soldier. It is about being rich in knowledge in various tasks and having strong mental endurance. We see this kind of thing a lot, and every time we encounter it, everyone may feel the same way. Because the next person lying on the ground, whose body temperature gradually becomes colder, may be themselves.

Among the team members, the only one with the most complicated mood was probably the trainer. His throat kept moving. He wanted to say something, but in the end he remained silent, waiting for the captain to give the order.

"Everyone is very sorry, but the mission must continue. This kind of thing may happen again in the future. I think everyone has been prepared for this." The captain said, and then told the whole incident in detail. At that time They were all still asleep and didn't know what was happening. "We won't stay here for too long. In about forty minutes, we will have an all-weather rapid march to stay away from this area where the enemy may have been discovered. Hound If they are all dead, we will have to trouble No. 3 and No. 16 to follow up on the clues."

Number Three and Number Sixteen are experts in tracking. After losing the hound's nose, the team can only rely on their abilities if they want to move forward.

Let some people continue to guard carefully around them. Two people were separated and asked to put on gloves and take off all the clothes and equipment on No. 7. Then he put No. 7's head and body together, found a patch of dense dead grass, threw it in, and then poured a bottle of standard unit of dissolving liquid on it.

Everyone has a copy of the biological agent specially made for dissolving corpses in their backpack. It is a standard equipment item as important as the compass in field missions. No. 7's equipment and food were evenly distributed among his teammates. Anything that could not be used was dug into a shallow pit and buried secretly on the spot.

The body of the hound also had to be buried, but before doing so, the captain called two veterans with expertise in tracking, the trainer, and Cassia to the body of the hound. And let the rest of the team members move further away from here.

"Everyone put on breathing masks." The captain said, and then asked Cassia to put on rubber gloves alone. "Join me in dissecting the body of the hound. There should be a reason why the hounds went crazy." Knowing that Cassia was also an operator, the captain The captain thought he should be very good at anatomy. And it can be regarded as letting others save some physical and mental activities. Even though they are veterans in their prime, they are still much worse than the surgeons in terms of physical endurance.

The trainer with complicated emotions stood aside as Cassia's guidance. Before the autopsy, the captain asked two tracking experts to carefully look at the bodies of the three hounds. After confirming that there were no traces left on them, he and Cassia pulled out the tactical knife to act as a scalpel and began to Bit by bit dissected the body of the hound.

Not surprisingly, a large amount of viscous liquid also accumulated in the hound's belly. Some of the visceral mucous membranes were severely melted, and various organs also enlarged to varying degrees. It seemed to be a congestive and edematous state. It can be seen on it. I saw many blood vessels bulging, which is not a normal phenomenon.

"Even if we don't take action, in two or three hours, these hounds will die due to congestion and swollen internal organs, and the mucous membranes will all melt and turn into a belly full of liquid." The hounds' stomachs were all dissected, the captain said. He took a few pieces of still warm internal organs in his hand and carefully observed them for a while before making a judgment.

"It doesn't look like a fast-killing substance, otherwise we wouldn't have waited until this time to make the hounds go crazy." Number 3 spoke at this time, leaning forward a little, changing his angle to look at the internal organs in the captain's hand, " Judging from the effects of congestion and edema, chronic poison is most likely, and this is also in line with the enemy’s expectations.”

"Let's take a look at the situation in our head." Cassia suggested at this time, and the captain nodded. He originally had this plan. There must be a connection between hounds going crazy and 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 customized for him. The materials used and the style of manufacturing are different from the standards in the volcano base. When the hound's head bones were opened, the brain tissue inside had been messed up by the tactical knife just now, but this did not prevent them from finding some strange things inside.