Chapter 327: Corpse in rot

The storm's rage mixed with the yell of the madman, the small island was shaken by its riots, and the hearts of those who escaped were shaking.

Their eyes are a bit difficult to open due to wind and rain, and some vaguely visible scenes are like mirages.

Everything is distorted around, just like people with severe myopia lose their glasses and put them on again, the illusion and the real scene gradually overlap. This distortion of space seems to take them to another world, or this is what it is.

"Oh my God……"

"Where have we been?"

"Is that the island that Jack Wells said?"

When everyone's vision became clear, there was a sudden thrill.

When the storm stopped, the surrounding scene was different. It was no longer the small desert island that could be seen at a glance. It was not clear whether it was an island or a mainland, because there were rolling hills in the distance, and a sparse vegetation in front. wilderness.

And their position has become a black marshland on the coast. The scene that Wells said is all in sight, the stench is also in the air, several lifeboats are stranded, and there are various corpses, fish Corpses, beast corpses, and ...

Those who were buried in the waves just now, their bodies were half exposed in the black mud, their heads and upper bodies were rotting, and they seemed to be bitten by something.

But the faces of these people can still be recognized vaguely, and the eyes bulging out with Peng's huge fear of death, I don't know what I have faced.

"No, Elena! No ..." Someone's exclamation broke the silence, but it was Karen Douglas, a member of the British kingdom. He was not responsible for staying on the coast, but his girlfriend was. The familiar companions are now a half-decayed body standing there.

Such panic cries of out-of-control also sounded around, and it was n’t just Karen Douglas who lost lovers and friends.

At a glance, there are dozens of those corpses.

Even the elites of the elites of all countries are all human beings. This kind of mental shock has exceeded the endurance of some people ... less than five minutes ago, everyone was still talking and laughing together, and it became like this in an instant ... Death came suddenly.

"It's you, bastard!" Karen Douglas blushed with grief and anger, slamming his fist toward Gu Jun over there, "Why don't you say it earlier!"

The swamp dragged his pace, and his fist had not yet been swung out. Gu Jun slammed the man's face with a punch, "Press and hold him!"

Cullen-Douglas was almost knocked down with a punch, and some people around exclaimed, this Gu Jun's fist was really cruel ...

And Xue Ba, Mo Qing and several other strong men have stepped forward to hold this guy who is still out of control and shouting, Gu Jun said in a deep voice: "Uncle Egg, give me stability!"

The problem team's supplies were almost all kept. Several medical boxes were in it. There were a lot of psychiatric drugs. Uncle Egg immediately took the syringe and settled the injection.

Lou Xiaoning anxiously scolded in Chinese: "Did you not tell you, let you fewer people come in the hotel, just let you all come to a higher point, anyone listen. So many people died, we don't want to! This is not to blame us. "Catherine listened to the peacock and translated it in English.

The people around the water shears were silent. The British team now has only three other people alive. They have no idea, "Then do you want?"

"Ah, ah ..." Karen Douglas yelled again, and wept bitterly again, like a beast wailing.

"He needs to be calm." Gu Jun paid attention to the wording and did not say the words "mental breakdown, need of drug control", because under the current circumstances, it would also cause psychological hints to other people, which would easily lead to those who are already collapsed. People on the edge were also crushed.

Uncle Egg put the liquid up, he took the syringe, picked up the sleeve of the right hand of this British man, and injected intravenously into the vein inside his small arm.

He didn't blame Karen Douglas for being out of control, this guy just lost too much. For him, he didn't know if he would collapse.

There are still many doctors and psychologists still alive. They all care about what is going on and take care of their teammates.

Not only one person who clearly needed medical treatment, he was also taken away with weapons, injected with diazepam, and then put under centralized supervision. These people are likely to suffer from PTSD, and if they can go back alive, they need to do a lot of psychotherapy. But in any case, it can't be chaotic now.

After two or three minutes of stabilization, Karen Douglas calmed down and stopped yelling, but lost his soul. The doctor talked to him and asked him how he felt, he just shook his head. The rest of the people who had settled down were almost like this, in a trance.

But at the same time, the captains and deputy captains of various countries cheered up with the players who were in good mental condition, salvaging supplies and counting the number of people.

When the inventory work was completed, everyone sighed. When landing on the island, there were 172 people. Only 109 people are still alive.

In the storm that distorted the space just now, 63 people died. Of the 109 people, 17 have a mental breakdown, so 92 can still act.

On the other hand, all 25 people in the astronomy bureau survived and all were in good condition. It was the only country whose troops had not been injured or killed.

"What about those bodies?" Grant Bell asked Gu Jun, "How to clean them up?"

Now everyone understands that it is better to listen to what Gu Jun and others say first.

There are only 45 bodies that can be found around, so 18 people are actually missing, maybe under the swamp, or somewhere else. And the remains of those bodies are all deep in the quagmire. It is not easy to clean up, and it is not the same thing to not clean up.

Because they temporarily chose to set up the base camp on the adjacent plain, without cleaning up, those bodies will continue to cause psychological pressure on all of them.

The reason why I did n’t set up camps was because the lifeboat ran aground here. Jack Wells used to be safe in this position, and later escaped from here to return to the original world.

What is this place?

Gu Jun is not clear ~ EbookFREE.me ~ but it is certainly not a dream.

Not only there is a difference in feeling, their guns, weapons, supplies and other things are still there, and there are a lot of items on their bodies. This is a heterogeneous space.

The sea, swamps, plains, mountains, these different environments are so naturally connected.

Relevant materials of Jack Wells They brought originals and copies, which said that they walked west for four days before they reached the highest hill. There was a river crossing the other side of the hill. The stone tablet with weird characters and reliefs was just across the mountain, and Dagon appeared there.

Such a large place, such a long time, there are so many patients, and the radio equipment can be used. It seems that a base camp is needed, divided into two teams of horses, one team is stationed in the camp, and the other team goes to the hill.

Is this really the case? Gu Jun looked around and pondered silently.

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