After narrowly escaping from death, Chief Miller was paralyzed. He lay on the ground and took a few breaths before walking out with his empty pistol and joining up with the friendly troops who had killed the bugmen.
Miller looked happy to have survived the disaster: "I am Miller!" At this critical moment, he omitted all unnecessary politeness and only introduced himself in the simplest language.
There were only three people on the opposite side, two white and one black. One white and one black were wearing light armor and were fully equipped with weapons. The other white man was holding a rifle, but like him, he was only wearing work clothes.
"Mike!" said the white man in light armor.
"Jason!" said the black man who was also wearing light armor.
"William!" said the white man wearing only work clothes.
Miller shook the pistol: "Are there any bullets?"
Mike shrugged: "Sorry."
Miller turned his eyes to Jason again, and Jason gave a friendly smile, showing a mouth of healthy white teeth: "Hey, man, we don't use this model."
Miller threw away the pistol helplessly: "Do you have any extra guns?"
Mike and Jason looked at each other and said in unison: "Sorry!"
William reminded dissatisfiedly: "Hey, guys, are you waiting for bugs here? We should get out of here right away!"
Miller quickly pointed to the room he came out of: "It's safe there for now!"
William shook his head without hesitation: "We must leave this ghost place as soon as possible instead of finding a place to hide!"
Miller suppressed his dissatisfaction: "Do we have to discuss where it is safe to go, or do you know where it is safe?"
Miller's suggestion was immediately approved by Mike and Jason. William looked angry, but he didn't dare to leave alone, and several people quickly got into the room.
Miller was the last one to go in. As soon as the door closed, Jason couldn't wait to ask: "Hey, man, you are all from the base, you must know where this place is, right?"
Mike agreed: "This is the first time for both of us to come in. Can you please take us back to the entrance?"
Miller was very surprised: "Aren't you together?"
The quick-talking Jason said: "We just met."
"Stop talking so much nonsense." William said with a look of disgust, "No problem, I'll take you back to the entrance!"
Mike and Jason both had joy on their faces, but Miller stopped him at this moment: "Wait a minute, the battle at the entrance is the fiercest. Now we have to pass through the enemy's blockade. We only have four people and we don't even have all the weapons. Why?"
Through the blockade?”
William grabbed Miller by the collar: "Shut up! We have to go back to the entrance, the only way to leave is there, do you understand?"
Miller showed no fear: "There are the most enemies there, and the command center is the safest. Understand, the command center!"
"Oh, my God, I will never go to the command center, never!" Jason firmly refused.
"Why?" Miller was extremely puzzled.
"Sorry, brother!" Jason spread his hands, "The command center is now the territory of insects. I don't want to go there and die."
"Me too." Mike lowered his voice, "I would rather fall on the way out than die in front of the enemy."
William showed a bit of pride, let go of Miller, and pretended to help Miller adjust his collar: "Look, brother, we are the absolute majority that is correct!"
Miller still insisted: "The truth is often in the hands of a few people!"
"Then you go and pursue your truth." William said, "We don't want to die yet."
Jason advised: "Miller, you'd better come with us, we'll be more or less taken care of."
Miller struggled fiercely in his heart, but he hesitated again and again, and finally gritted his teeth and shook his head: "Sorry, I still think the command center is safer."
Mike sighed and stretched out his right hand: "Okay, I respect your choice." The words sounded nice, but the implication was that you can do whatever you want, we won't play with you anymore.
William nodded his chin at the door: "We'd better hurry up!"
Mike twitched his lips, picked up the gun and walked towards the door.
Jason still wanted to try to persuade him, so he walked up to Miller and whispered, "It's not too late to regret it now!"
"Thank you, I've decided." Miller said.
Jason left disappointed, leaving with Mike and William, leaving Miller alone in the room.
Miller also knew that this was not a place to stay for a long time, so he lay down by the door and looked outside, but saw no enemies.
Now was a good time to leave, but his gun was out of bullets. At this moment, he regretted not taking the rifle with him - if he chose to leave, the possibility of encountering the enemy would be greatly increased; if he chose to stay, the people in the corridor would
Corpses will soon attract enemies!
At this time, he suddenly felt a little regretful. Even if he didn't go back to the entrance, he left with the others and found an opportunity to get the weapon before returning to the command center. Why did Gui Mi Xin Qiao stay alone?
At this moment, Miller suddenly saw the light bugs on the wrists of the insect man's corpse slowly squirming.
Miller is no stranger to this thing, or in other words, all human soldiers know this thing.
Looking at the squirming light worms, a bold idea suddenly came to Miller's mind. He rushed out in a few steps, endured nausea and picked off the light worms from the corpse. When the worm tail was pulled out from the insect man's wrist,
A thick stream of blood came out, and a strong bloody smell rushed into Miller's nose, almost choking him and fainting.
There was blood gushing out from the gunshot wounds on the corpse, but the smell was definitely not that strong!
Enduring the discomfort, Miller got into the room with the light bug, closed the door tightly, then rummaged around the room, and soon found a first aid kit.
Miller opened the first aid kit, took out iodophor and carefully applied it on the tail of the light worm, disinfected it thoroughly, and wiped it carefully with sterile absorbent cotton. He repeated this several times to wipe the blood from the tail of the light worm.
Got it all clean.
After cleaning up the light worm, he carefully applied disinfectant on the top of his wrist... He carefully observed that the tail of the light worm penetrated the insect man's wrist at this point!
After making all preparations, Miller picked up the light bug with his left hand, but when he was about to put it on his wrist, he hesitated.
This thing is for bug-men, and the upper body of bug-men is exactly the same as that of humans. In theory, humans should be able to use it... But the theory is just a theory. There has never been any data showing that humans have ever used wrist-type light bugs. If it is just
Failure is okay, he is the only one here, what if infection, rejection or other unpredictable consequences occur?
The light insect seemed to feel the temperature of the wrist, and the insect's legs stretched obviously, as if it wanted to hug Miller's wrist.
Miller plucked up the courage again and again, but never dared to put the light worm on his wrist. Finally, he put down the light worm in despair.
In the face of unknown risks, only a few people have the courage to face the difficulties. Miller is just an ordinary technician. When things get tough, he really can't make up his mind.
