In Motuo, a southeast county in Tibet Autonomous Region, many people were stung by leech and left unforgettable scars. My experiences of being stung by leech were even more terrible.

　　When I came to Motuo for the first time, I wore a pair of stocks and then buttoned up the camouflage trousers and finally the leg puttees. With these multi-layer protection, I fortunately avoided the sting of leech.

　　One morning, I was washing my head beside the water tap in front of my house. Suddenly, I found the water turned red, I was shocked. My comrades-in-arms came to see what had happened. Finally, we found a leech biting me on my head.

　　I was puzzled by this unexpected "disaster". How did it manage to come onto my head? The tap water was very clean and the trees in front of my house had already shed leaves. My comrades-in-arms told me, there's flying leech here. They had eyes as small as the needlepoints. Once they found the "prey", they would jump forward and bite it.

　　Before daybreak, I followed a patrol team to run across a jungle. After walking for nearly half a morning, Wen Hao, the battalion commander issued the order to stay in place, all the comrades-in-arms sat down. Then all of a sudden, I felt something wrong, I touched my trousers and found a leech on my thigh. The medical staff Han Zhanjun used a pair of nippers to pull it off, but failed. The Squad Leader Peng Dengfeng produced a pack of salt from his pocket and poured them on the leech. The leech relaxed its bite.

　　One afternoon, together with Shang Naizhi, director of the political department of the sub-command as well as others, I went to an outpost. On the way, we sat on a rock to take a rest. "Why one of your stock is white and another is red, it's leech again?" "Its impossible, I do not feel about it". Urged by my comrades-in-arms, I pulled off the stocks and found a brown leech of the size of chopsticks was on my leg, sleeping. Later, a comrade-in-arms told me that normally, the leech anaesthetized the muscle of people first and then used its weapon to suck the blood. When it suck enough, it would take a good sleep.

　　By Zhang Wenheng

　　(October 24, PLA Daily)