Wang Ye knelt on the ground, his fist hammering down on the earth.
If his mother really had turned into one of those things…
He would end her life with his own hands.
After a struggle within his heart, Wang Ye took off his backpack, and extracted some hemostatic cotton and medical adhesive, approaching the two injured soldiers.
One had a neck wound, the other had been caught by two insects and flown into the sky, before falling and breaking his leg as his teammates provided covering fire.
He first inspected the soldier with the neck wound, finding that the claws of those beasts were indeed formidable, mere scrapes leaving bone-deep lacerations.
The left side of this soldier's neck was almost completely torn off, held together only with bandages and gauze, the man gradually losing consciousness due to blood loss.
Wang Ye removed the bandages, cleaned the wound with alcohol, then covered it with a layer of pale yellow synthetic muscle film to seal the wound.
