Pava didn't do anything to him. After completing the weird code connection of "Long-tailed Lizard", he disappeared into the rain. In the end, Rankin returned home safely, but he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. The mysterious whereabouts of Pava, and that
The secret code triggered an undercurrent of memory deep in his heart.
Rankin is a typical "reclamation generation", that is to say, as long as he can remember, there has been a "solar system reclamation group" hanging above his head, and he has lived as a so-called "colonial native" as if it was natural.
However, in this world, old people are not dead yet. The elders who survived the three wars and the era of distortion will also talk about the past, the days when the arrogant human civilization was unscrupulous on the earth as small as a pellet. Although
It's not as good as people want it to be, but it won't be like in the new era, where you're born one head shorter.
The young people of the new generation will inevitably have aspirations, but reality teaches us how to be a good person and let them understand early that they can never go back!
Like many people of this era, Langkin did not receive a complete academic education, and the turbulent and chaotic environment did not give him this condition. When he was a child, he studied a little here and there, practiced a little bit in the west, and mixed up some knowledge and skills. His initial dream was to go to
Mining - At that time, the gold mining industry in East 725 was still prosperous, and it was a serious job for one in a hundred thousand or a million people.
But later, before he reached adulthood, he rationally gave up the career that may have been the highest threshold in this era and chose to be a soldier.
The first generation consuls of the 12th Region died very early. Perhaps for this reason, this place has always been divided by wars. There is no point in production and construction. First, conquer the territory, seize the people's throats, suck their flesh and blood, and grow stronger.
The self is the real thing.
In the third wave of high-energy tide in 2075, Rankin's luck was strengthened, and he took advantage of the trend and became a soldier.
That year, he was fourteen years old.
He first joined a certain ruling army. Forgive him that he couldn't remember the name of that guy. King Caotou didn't deserve to live in his memory. When he joined the army, he had already learned how to kill people, mastered basic weapons knowledge, and accepted basic omnic modifications.
Then the grass-headed kings came one after another. Lang Jin went from being a child soldier to a mercenary who only cares about money. He even had a brainstorm and followed his friends and ideals and served as a rebel army for several years. After ten years of this,
I saved some money, mainly because I was lucky enough to survive, and underwent in-depth omnic modifications, and then received four or five consecutive rounds of "High Energy Tide" enhancements.
He had some capital, but his ideals were gone, and he didn't want to work for anyone anymore, so he signed up for a class at a high price and received vocational training at the High-Energy Center. Because he was young, he was recruited and worked in the High-Energy Center.
Due to his past experience, he was reluctant to fight again, so he immersed himself in studying the signs of "high-energy tides" and did some work such as data analysis. He showed such "technical flow", coupled with the turnover of personnel in the high-energy center
So quickly, that even now, many people have forgotten his origins.
Rankin himself has not forgotten it, nor does he want to forget it.
Because of his experiences in his youth, he had a wide range of contacts and friends of mixed character. He did not cut off previous contacts after getting an enviable job at the High Energy Center and successfully landing.
This somewhat conflicts with his personality in the High Energy Center.
Kronkin knows very well that working in the high-energy center requires these more than ever.
The High Energy Center has never been a paradise on earth. In other words, if you want to feel like you are in paradise, you need to have arms that can take your place in groping in the dirt and legs and feet that can wade in the mud.
Step by step, he worked steadily and withstood the test of the sixth "high-energy tide". Finally, in his tenth year after entering the high-energy center, he became the director of the operations office. He has firmly established himself here and is expected to reach the level of deputy director in his lifetime.
…
But just when life seemed to be on the right track, in 1996, a very ordinary field mission went wrong because the "friend" who gave the information had problems. He was trapped deep in the "isolation zone of the abandoned mining area".
He was seriously injured and captured. The person who captured him was a rebel army. Because he also had some connections there, he was not executed on the spot. However, he was seriously injured at the time and could not hold on for long.
Just as he was dying, he was rescued by a "mysterious man". The man's technical skills were incredible. He replaced the damaged intelligent equipment for Longkin, and skillfully converted the near-death injuries into serious injuries that caused disability.
, and erased the traces of being captured by the rebels, creating the illusion that he was only seriously injured and out of contact.
The "mysterious man" didn't have any other means, but this was enough.
Of course, Rankin can confess to the High Energy Center, but this will require him to explain his capture. Outside, these things may not matter much, but in the High Energy Center, this key department that is directly responsible to the "Reclamation Corps",
Basically, the future is ruined.
Langkin had known that the High Energy Center was never a paradise. He was sitting in the position of the head of the core department of the Operation Office, and there were countless pairs of eyes staring at him. As long as he showed any flaws, someone would come up and bite him.
Therefore, even if you are pretending, you must pretend to be impeccable.
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Therefore, Langkin chose to become a "hidden child".
He has no sense of moral debt for this. In the past few years, he has used those "brothers and friends" in the mud and mud, and of course he will use his authority to give them feedback.
It's just that we may have to sell more this time.
Then again, when working for the "colonists", do we still need to pay attention to the father and son of the monarch?
Rankin thought he had done enough psychological construction, but when that ridiculous code really rang in his ears, his heartstrings still trembled, and he instinctively felt that his family's life trajectory was about to undergo irreversible and irresistible changes.
He couldn't help but think: Maybe his life had completely changed when that "big mistake" occurred - how could a person like him have any room for error?
Rankin kept his eyes open until dawn.
The next day, Langkin still had to carry out various tasks non-stop.
As soon as he got to work, he went to the new director's office and reconfirmed the request for the afternoon meeting. The person asked to see the accounts for business trip reimbursements in recent years. He was muttering in his heart that he had just made arrangements and had to accompany the new director to the suburbs of the west city.
Check the actual operation of the only "core equipment" in the area, that is, the "Blood Moon Hook"... Although he doubted that this temporarily added schedule was because someone's curiosity was aroused at the banquet last night.
Back and forth, the whole morning passed.
At noon, he had to review the speech outline submitted by the secretary and put forward revision requirements. He finally handed in the materials after the lunch break. The new director did not even turn over the materials, so he was asked to accompany Mi Zhaoxiong from the training department and several central officers.
Have a discussion with the "activists" on the roster to learn about the distribution of powerful people and forces in the East 725th District.
Logically speaking, after the discussion it is time to entertain.
However, today is a special situation. At 5 p.m., the High Energy Center’s first middle-level and above meeting in October and the fourth meeting after the arrival of the new director was held on time.
Speaking of which, the previous three were either check-in meetings, mid-level meetings and above, or monthly meetings. Only today's meeting can be considered a serious special work meeting, and the new director may have to express some core opinions.
Lang Jin and the secretary took notes as if facing a formidable enemy.
It's just that this meeting was still tepid. The overall tone has not changed. In the last quarter of the year, work is still centered on the annual assessment. Let the heads of each department talk about their ideas.
Rankin continued to observe the new director: Tang Li is the youngest in the team, less than forty years old according to the information. Information from non-public channels shows that he has a profound background and an arrogant personality. He has always been obsessed with promotions and does not care about anything else. Recent updates
The content shows that his mood is not stable enough, but he is surprisingly courageous.
Judging from the initial observation, this person was very calm at the meeting. It was determined that it was a reporting meeting, so he didn't speak much and only asked a few middle-level officials to report on relevant work ideas and plans. This was actually a statement of attitude to the new boss.
Regardless of whether it is proactive or conservative, vague or pragmatic, he remains calm and does not comment. He only reminds me when the report times out.
Finally, the deputy directors were consulted for their opinions before speaking formally. As for the secretarial preparation, the outline of the speech reviewed by Rankin remained on the table.
"I see that each department is very familiar with its own work, very professional, and has very comprehensive ideas..."
Tang Li didn't make a long speech. After a few words, he went straight to the point: "For things like assessment, in addition to being tough on ourselves, we also need to let the superiors know our results. I went to the finance department today and asked for the reimbursement of our center's business trips in the past three years.
Forget about other projects, it seems that not many people go to the district center?"
Lang Jin was startled, and then he realized Tang Li's intention to ask for the accounts this morning.
"I know that the regional center is a bit far away from us, 1,500 kilometers across two districts. The situation is complicated and we are not sure about safety. But as for things, it is always easier to gain understanding and support in person. So...
, from now to the end of the year, each branch manager will also lead the business departments under him to make more trips and communicate more... I will take the lead and will go there this week to report on the news and understand the spirit."
Lang Jin frowned subconsciously, but quickly relaxed his brows, wrote this down, and was already thinking about how to communicate and arrange the itinerary.
During this period, he also felt the atmosphere of mutual disapproval in the venue.
That's not to say that what the new director said is unreasonable. In fact, it makes a lot of sense.
It's just that the current situation is chaotic, and secondly, the key is the East 824th District, where the center of the region is located, which is the territory of Consul Wu, the archrival of Kang's ruling lineage.
If we really go there, are we going to cause trouble, or are we going to surrender?
A single move can affect the whole body, and you don't know how many rumors will arise from it.
Director Tang, don’t you want to listen to the opinions of your “leader”?
Only then did Lang Jin feel that this kind of Tang Li was somewhat similar to the "official fan" in the information - when he arrived at the High Energy Center, he couldn't wait to go thousands of miles away to pay homage to the dock, breaking away from the local fist and heart.