Plague Doctor

The fury of the storm mixed with the screams of the madmen, this small island swayed under its raging rage, and the hearts and minds of those who fled for their lives were shaking.

Their eyes are a little hard to open with the storm patting, and some of the vistas are like mirrors.

Everything is twisting around, like a person with severe myopia losing his glasses and putting them back on, and the illusion is gradually coinciding with the reality. This distortion of space seems to have brought them to another world, or this is what it is.

“Oh my God...”

“Where have we been? ”

“Is that the island Jack Wells was talking about? ”

When people's horizons were clear, there was a sudden shock.

When the storm stopped, the surrounding landscape was different, and it was no longer the small deserted island at a glance. It was unclear whether it was an island or a continent, because there were hills in the distance and a wasteland with sparse grass trees ahead.

And they are in a black swamp on the coast. The scene Wales said is in front of them. The stench is also in the air. Several lifeboats are shattered. There are all kinds of corpses, fish corpses, beast corpses, and...

Those just buried in the waves, their bodies half-explored in black sludge, their heads and upper bodies rotting, like bitten by something.

But the faces of these people can also be rarely recognised, swelling eyes with great fear of death, not knowing what to face.

“No, Elena! No..." Someone's shock broke the silence, but it was Karen Douglas, an Englishman who wasn't in charge of the coast, but his girlfriend was, and a few of her acquainted companions, all now standing there as half rotten corpses.

This panicked out-of-control scream also rang around, and Karen Douglas wasn't the only one who lost a lover and friend.

At first glance, there are dozens of bodies.

Even the elites of the nations, they are human beings, such spiritual shocks have exceeded the capacity of some… Less than five minutes ago, we were laughing together, and this happened… death came so suddenly.

“It's you, asshole!” Karen Douglas's face rose with sadness and swung her fist towards Gu Jun over there, "why didn't you say sooner! ”

The mud swamp dragged him along. His fist had not been waved yet. Gu Jun punched the man in the face. "Hold him down! ”

Karen Douglas was almost knocked down by a punch, and the people around him shouted. This fist of Gu Jun is really harsh...

And Xue Ba, Mo Qing and other strong men have come forward to hold this guy who is still screaming out of control. “Uncle Gu Jun, give me peace! ”

Almost all of the team's supplies were kept, several medical boxes were kept, and there were plenty of psychiatric drugs in them. Uncle Egg immediately took the syringe to stabilize the syringe.

Lu Xianning was anxious to curse in Chinese: “Didn't I tell you? I told you to send fewer people at the hotel. I just told you all to come higher. Did anyone listen? We don't want to kill so many people! But it's not our fault.” Catherine listened to Peacock and translated it in English.

The people who cut the water around them were silent, and only three other British squadrons were still alive, and they had no idea, “So what do you want? ”

“Ah, ah...” Karen Douglas yelled and cried like a beast.

“He needs to calm down.” Gu Jun paid close attention to the wording and did not say the phrase "mental breakdown, need drug control”, because in the current situation, it would also have psychological implications for others, and could easily lead to the collapse of those who were already on the verge of collapse.

As soon as Uncle Egg put the medicine on, he took the syringe, lifted the English man's right hand sleeve, and infused the vein inside his little arm.

He didn't blame Karen Douglas for losing control, this guy just lost too much. He didn't know if he was going to collapse.

There are still plenty of doctors and psychologists around who care for their teammates.

There was clearly more than one person in need of medication, who was also taken away from him, injected with tranquillity and then placed in intensive care. These people are likely to suffer from PTSD and need a lot of psychotherapy if they can get back alive. But in any case, it cannot be messed up now.

After two or three minutes of calming down, Karen Douglas calmed down and stopped screaming, just losing her soul. The doctor spoke to him and asked him how he felt and he just shook his head. Other people who fought tranquillity were almost like this, tranced.

At the same time, however, the captains and deputy captains of each country, with good spirits, cheer up, salvage supplies and count numbers.

When the counting was done, everyone sighed for it, 172 people were on the island, and only 109 were still alive.

In that space-distorting storm just now, 63 people were killed. Seventeen out of 109 people suffered from mental breakdown, and 92 were able to move.

On the other hand, all 25 of the Agency's personnel were alive and in good condition, and the only national force that had not been killed or injured.

“What about the bodies?” Grant Bell asks Gu Jun, "how do you clean it up? ”

Now everyone understands that it's better to listen to Gu Jun first.

Only 45 remains can be found around, so 18 more are actually missing, perhaps under the swamp or elsewhere. And the bodies are all deep beneath the waist in the mud, and it's not easy to clean them up, not to clean them up.

Because they tentatively chose to base their camps on adjacent plains, and if they were not cleared, those bodies would continue to put psychological pressure on all of them.

And the reason we don't set up camps elsewhere is because this is where the lifeboat was laid off, where Jack Wells was once safe, and where he fled back to the original world.

What the hell is this place?

Gu Jun doesn't know, but it's certainly not a fantasy dream.

Not only do they have sensory differences, but they still have guns, weapons, materials, and so on, and they also have a lot of objects on them, which is a space of divergence.

The ocean, the marshes, the plains, the hills, these different environments are so naturally connected.

They brought the original and photocopies of Jack Wells' information, which said they were four days west before reaching the highest hill there. There is a river that crosses from the other side of the hill, and the stone tablet with the weird writing and the embossing is just across the hill, and the great clam appears there.

So much space, so much time, so many patients, and the radio equipment was still working, it seemed necessary to have a large battalion divided into two teams, one stationed at the camp and the other at the hill.

Is that what this is about? Gu Jun looked around and thought silently.