Mo Fan showed a look of astonishment.
Deliberately not killing soldiers so that poisoned casualties could infect all federal concentration camps? ?
Those insect wizards of the rebels are too vicious, so kill them all! !
"Is there any help?" Mo Fan asked.
"It's difficult. There are hundreds of species of insects in the Andes that carry infectious and highly toxic viruses. Even if you use symptoms to rule it out bit by bit, it will be difficult to make a specific diagnosis in just a few days." Mu Bai shook his head. .
In fact, the moment the stupid medical officer brought the poisoned patient in, many of the wounded were destined to be infected.
"This kind of insect poison is dozens of times smaller than ordinary mosquitoes and flies. Even if they gather together in a group, they look no different from dust."
"Ordinary people wouldn't be too affected, but injured people are giving these dust wound bugs a way to invade."
"They fly out from the wounds of the poisoned person and look for other fresh and uninfected wounds. As long as the skin is injured and bleeding, they can easily get in..."
When Mu Bai said these words, his eyes kept looking around.
There are more than a thousand wounded in the No. 3 Wounded Concentration Camp. If the wounds are scarred, they can still provide some resistance. As long as they are still bleeding and have some muscle openings exposed, they are basically infected.
Therefore, Mu Bai estimated that within an hour, the people in this concentration camp for the wounded would all have symptoms similar to being poisoned by insect poison, that is, red rashes all over their bodies like ants crawling on their bodies.
"You can't save me either??" Mo Fan asked.
"Unless there is a maid of the Parthenon Temple, it will be difficult for people who are poisoned to survive," Mu Bai said.
"There must be between five and six thousand people in the No. 1 Wounded Concentration Camp to the No. 6 Wounded Concentration Camp, right?" Mo Fan said.
"Well, the insect wizards kept these people alive in order to infect all the wounded in the federal rear, so that they would no longer be able to participate in the war." Mu Bai said in a low voice.
On the battlefield, as long as the enemy can be eliminated, any means can be used.
Originally, the Magic Association imposed many restrictions on the three departments of undead, poison, and curse, and also strictly supervised the mages in these departments.
But now we are in the stage of national war, there is no law, and there is no magic convention, so the illegal black magic that is expressly prohibited appears one after another.
"If all the wounded are dead, I'm afraid not many people in the Federation will have the courage to go to the battlefield again, right?" Mo Fan said.
The five or six thousand wounded obviously cannot affect the overall situation.
But because the wounded died collectively of poisoning and died in their own concentration camp, the panic caused was enough to destroy the fighting will of an entire army.
"I fought against several insect wizards over the hill. If these people appeared on the battlefield, they would be very scary," Mu Bai said.
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Mu Bai asked the medical officer to create an isolation circle, just to delay the spread of insect poison in the dust wound, but what was supposed to happen happened.
After more than an hour, red rashes appeared on many soldiers in the concentration camp.
These rashes were neither painful nor itchy, and many soldiers who were resting did not notice such symptoms on their skin at all.
But those red rashes that looked like ants kept expanding and spreading.
When more rashes become concentrated in a certain area of the skin, they turn into a purple pus that is initially the size of a silver coin and soon becomes the size of a palm.
At this time, the pain began, the itching and stinging continued to increase, and I always wanted to scratch it with something, so much so that I wanted to cut this piece of flesh off my body with a knife!
The first place where this kind of poison spread was in several other wounded concentration camps. Concentration Camp No. 3 was slower, but it still couldn't change the situation of the spread of this kind of insect poison among the wounded.
There was a cry.
It was originally just a concentration camp for the wounded, but after an hour or two, it completely turned into a sick asylum. The smell was so pungent that it was impossible to breathe.
Not to mention witnessing the horrific skin symptoms of thousands of people!
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A temporary meeting was held urgently.
Mo Fan, Zhao Manyan, and Mu Bai followed Ma Jie and Blair into the blue tent.
In the green tent, the general with wrinkles on his face stood there, his face ashen.
There were more than a dozen other military commanders sitting on both sides. They lowered their heads and did not speak. The defeat on the main battlefield made them somewhat lose confidence.
What's more, such terrible things happened in the wounded concentration camp.
"You can't blame us entirely, deputy general. We are given less than a day to prepare for the war. Medical personnel are already scarce, let alone senior pharmacists who can cure poisoning." Commander Blair said.
"Just shirk the responsibility from me now, right?" the deputy general said.
"How could we have thought that the rebels actually persuaded the insect wizards to work for them."
"Thousands of people have died in our wounded concentration camps now, and the news cannot be suppressed at all. There are not many people in the military camp who are willing to go out to fight and face those insect wizards."
The emergence of the insect wizard shrouded the entire federal army in a haze of poisonous fog.
Now everyone knows that if you go to the battlefield and get a little bit of the insect wizard's venom, you will definitely not survive.
Then who dares to fight against the insect wizard? ?
"Find a place to bury them all, so that the morale of the army will not be shaken." said a ruthless military commander.
"We have already been shaken. If we do something like this again, our military will be demoralized!" Blair said.
Mo Fan and others, as the companions, have no right to speak.
However, Mo Fan was really disappointed to see that these military leaders had been discussing for so long without any real countermeasures.
Even though the main force of the federal army is in the east, the overall quality of the counterattack force currently organized is indeed too poor.
"The insect wizards must be dealt with. We must have strong troops to destroy them, otherwise the soldiers will no longer be willing to rush forward." Blair said.
"Do you need to tell me? If there is someone who can deal with the insect wizard, we will be forced to retreat?" said the military commander who wanted to bury people before.
The voices of several military commanders were very loud, and the whole green tent looked like a group of people shouting insults at each other.
At this time, a group of people walked in from outside the blue tent. They were wearing clothes that were different from military uniforms and looked somewhat gorgeous and bright.
Mo Fan looked at these people and was surprised to see that they were wearing the uniforms of Ojos Holy Academy.
"Oh, you are finally here. We are encountering a problem and need your help." The wrinkled deputy general immediately grinned.
"After all, we are a school and we do not represent any political disputes." The leader who stepped into the green tent was a woman. Judging from her clothes and clothes, she should be at the level of a magic professor.
Mo Fan had never seen this female professor before, and the students she brought with her were all strangers.
"Insect Wizard, we do not allow battlefields to exist." The female professor continued with a cold voice.
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