With great difficulty, Mei Zhu finally spoke, without saying anything new: "Hurry up and inform Director Tang. Director Tang will also be notified."
"good."
Lang Jin was about to turn around when he heard Mei Zhu say hello: "Lang Jin."
"Mr. Mei?"
"Did you know about the second bomb that exploded?"
"I just read the report. They only said it broke out around ten o'clock. There is no authoritative news yet."
Mei Zhu laughed vaguely: "East 927 District, I remember we did the maintenance together in 1991, when the high-energy tide was the strongest."
This was an ordinary chat, but at this sensitive time, Langkin's heartbeat still accelerated a beat, but his dark and thin face did not show any signs of it. He just said "hmm" and continued to listen to the old leader.
Mei Zhu was just chatting: "I remember, it wasn't particularly remote there, but it happened to catch up with the sixth high-energy tide. There were a bunch of weird aberrations, as if the 1950s were back."
Rankin forced a smile: "I didn't experience the 1950s."
"I was still young at that time. Now that I think about it, the relevant impressions were all told by others. But I was deeply impressed when the 'Reclamation Corps' arrived. Almost overnight, a governance system that had just begun to take shape after the war was
It will collapse...Those who follow others will live, and those who go against others will die."
This is more like what Wang Peilie said than Mei Zhu's.
Rankin felt that the old leader might be a heavy smoker.
Since Mei Zhu was promoted to deputy director, the relationship between the two in the same office has ceased. This person has rarely said such straightforward words again. Lang Jin didn't know how to respond for a while.
On a more realistic level, time is already very tight now. Fortunately, Langkin was not idle when waiting. He had already compiled and sent a short message. Now he looks sincerely at the old leader and sends it blindly in his hand, so that the office staff can send it as soon as possible.
Make a formal notification.
Mei Zhu didn't see it, or didn't mind his little move. He lit another cigarette and sneered in the swirling smoke: "The nuclear bomb was used to show their attitude at that time. In fact, after World War III, nuclear strikes were all
It’s nothing, but no one thought that another round would happen in just ten years. Maybe this is the ultimate destruction that we bumpkins can understand?”
The more Lang Jin listened, the more he felt that something was wrong. There must be something wrong with Mei Zhu's mood today.
Could it be that the disaster in East 824th District killed one of his friends?
According to internal information, the death toll from the nuclear explosion within six hours had exceeded 5,000, and the number of seriously injured and missing people was three to five times that number.
It's no surprise whoever brings it in.
Rankin felt that he could not continue, so he took the initiative to speak and tried to interrupt:
"Mr. Mei..."
"So, the Reclamation Corps is serious." Mei Zhu put out the thin cigarette he had just taken two puffs on in the ashtray and looked up at Lang Jin, "They haven't spoken for many years. Once they speak, they will make us
Everyone knows that they are serious - they will kill those two people at all costs. Let us people not hesitate to fight, otherwise they will not mind spending tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of lives.
Bury with these two people."
Rankin was unable to respond.
Mei Zhu laughed: "Okay, it's just an old dog. It barks twice in a secluded place. Don't worry about it... After all, dogs must be used and killed after all."
With that said, he waved his hand and asked Rankin to go out and do some work.
Langkin, who somehow became like the "old dog", had no choice but to resign.
Before leaving the house, Lang Jin heard a noise. He looked back and saw Mei Zhu leaning heavily on the back of the chair, staring at the ceiling in a daze.
As a dog, you really shouldn't think too much, too deeply, or too thoroughly.
Just when he couldn't help feeling emotional, Lang Jin received another call, from Wang Peilie, the big-mouthed man:
"Tang...Director Tang is back!"
"ah?"
"The car just arrived downstairs and I saw him get out of the car."
Langkin was startled, and without thinking, he turned around and went upstairs. At this time, the district video meeting was coming, and he had to rush to the office to "see the driver" and report before the meeting started. In order to rush for time,
Lang Jin took the safe passage, but as soon as he arrived at the elevator hall, Tang Li, who had not seen him for many days, walked out of the elevator yawning.
Apart from anything else, just looking at her hair style, you can tell that this person has not taken care of her hair in half a month and looks very decadent.
It was so decadent that it seemed like I had just slept at home for a month and a half.
"Mr. Tang..."
"We have a meeting, right? Let me go to the office to get a notebook."
With just one sentence, all the words that were coming to Long Jin's mouth were blocked. Next, Long Jin could only accompany BOSS to the video conference room and receive the surprised looks of the deputy director and department head who had already arrived.
But time was really tight. Everyone was caught off guard by Tang Li first, and before they could exchange greetings, the district video conference had already entered the roll call stage. It was only then that everyone realized that this video conference was actually
The Regional High Energy Center and the Intelligent Management Center jointly held the event. There were more than 20 sub-venues and hundreds of people, led by the heads of their respective divisions, appearing in front of the camera.
Well, let's call it a union.
One of the two main people in charge didn't make it back from the field, and the other simply died. Even the alliance didn't seem to be of a high standard.
The meeting was chaired by Ke Wei, deputy director of the regional center.
It is said that when Tang Li was in East 824th District, he had a very unhappy time with this powerful person in the center of the district, who was known as the "King of Harsh Hell". However, in this kind of video conference of the whole district, this person had nothing to do with it.
Play your part, keep a cold face, and discuss things as they happen.
The meeting was very short and only two things were mentioned:
The first thing happened to be related to the message Lang Jin sent to Tang Li this morning, requiring high-energy centers and intelligent management centers in each district to organize B-level and above enhancers and use force to attack detainees of intelligent weapon crimes, and organize them into temporary law enforcement teams.
Always on call.
The second thing is a judgment made by the superiors that can be basically verified.
Ke Wei read the manuscript expressionlessly: "The goal of the two super-A wanted criminals is to destroy the 'core monitoring equipment' of each district. In essence, it is to influence the 'Abyss Area Monitoring System' to interfere and control the Abyss Area environment.
To achieve their ulterior motives."
In the remote conference room, Langkin's mood fluctuated, and he was thinking:
If this is the case, the "reclamation regiment"'s method of carrying out nuclear strikes is really not very clever.
If a nuclear bomb hits people and kills them, that's great, but if it doesn't kill people, won't the equipment in that area not be able to be retained?
Of course, it is said that each region is equipped with airships carrying temporary core equipment, and even in low-Earth orbit, there are mobile space stations carrying similar equipment. If necessary, you can completely abandon the equipment on the ground and sea, and maintain interference from a high position, or still
Can plug loopholes.
But this kind of mobilization will definitely take time, and there will eventually be a "window period."
It's really unclear what those two people will do during this "window period."
Lang Jin couldn't help but look at Tang Li.
At this time, the room became obviously dark.
Outside the window, there seemed to be floating clouds covering the sun, and the whole world became gloomy.