We Live In Nanjing

  Chapter 91 Please, save me

   "If those who eat public meals are as efficient as you..." Bai Zhen mumbled.

   "Then I will be exhausted," Wang Ning said.

Bai Zhen suddenly remembered that Lao Wang was also a public eater. He was not a big or young cadre, but Bai Zhen always believed that Lao Wang was a model of wasting taxpayers’ money and dragging the country back. He said it was because of the old. There are too many people like Wang, and the development of northern Jiangsu can't keep up with southern Jiangsu.

  Old Wang said that Nanjing is a fart of Subei.

"In fact, there is still a lot of work that hasn't been done in time. Half a month is still too short." Fan Jiangshu slowly pushed the hard drive on the coffee table to Bai Zhen's side, "But I can't stand Mr. Zhao's repeated urging, let us Return the radio station as soon as possible, so we can only return it."

  "The risk of not being able to contact for such a long time is not small." Bai Zhen said, "It would be better if you send it back sooner."

"Lao Bai, you don’t have a backache while talking, and you don’t take responsibility. Do you know how much pressure I’m under? It’s not me who has the final say on such a big mess. I have leaders above me, and there are leaders above them. Leader, how hard did I try to convince them? So many people want to do research on this radio station, who stopped it?" Zhao Bowen slapped the table angrily, with a fierce tone, "Every decision we make has It may affect the destiny of all mankind. Every internal reference and report I write is recorded. If history proves that I am wrong, then I am the sinner of all mankind, don’t you understand?”

   "I understand." Bai Zhen said.

   "You know a J Bar." Zhao Bowen said.

  "Don't **** talk about X." Wang Ning reminded, "You two should pay attention to the occasion."

   "Cough cough." The mouse cleared his throat, "Don't fight, you guys, Mr. Zhao really contributed the most. If he hadn't taken the lead and pushed hard, the project process would not have been so fast."

"The focus of our next work is to analyze the reasons for the arrival of the black moon and the manifestations of the doomsday disaster. This is the premise of all subsequent actions. Only when we understand what will happen in the future, can we prescribe the right medicine and find a solution. A team of people is analyzing the drafts and notes of her teacher in BG4MSR. At the same time, you need to ask BG4MSR to go to the secret room as soon as possible to take out the data records." Cheermouse said, "The secret room under the Zitai is called the first base, Mochou Lake bottom The next one is called the second base. The two bases are mutual backups. As long as she finds one of the bases, she can take out all the information."

  "Are the two bases completely completed?" Bai Zhen asked.

  The hamster was startled, and nodded immediately.

   "It's finished. The construction team has worked overtime in the past half month. They entered the tunnel after the subway was shut down at 11 pm, and withdrew before 6 am. The safety door was installed just yesterday."

  "How safe is it?" Wang Ning asked again.

"We have done the safest within our means." This question was answered by Pangolin. Both Bai Zhen and Wang Ning guessed that he was the person in charge of the project. After all, he looks like a civil engineer and his name is like a civil engineer. Anti-nuclear, anti-chemical and anti-biological. The base shell is a one-meter-thick reinforced concrete structure. We poured two hundred and sixty tons of cement into it. No water leaks for ten years."

"There is only one entry channel, and only one person can enter inside the channel. The security door is a vault level, 30 cm thick solid steel plate, and voiceprint recognition. Once closed, only one person in the world can open it." Panshan Rat continued, "No matter from which point of view, it is the safest time capsule in the world. We think there will be no problem in the first base and the second base until twenty years later."

  "Can anyone open it again?" Bai Zhen asked. He asked these people sitting in front of him with his eyes, "including..."

   "Including us." Chuanshan Mouse nodded.

   "Outstanding." Wang Ning clapped his hands.

  "How big is the stall at this time?" Bai Zhen asked.

"I can only say what I know. There are currently four expert groups, one in Nanjing, one in Hangzhou, one in Sichuan, and one in Beijing. The elites from all over the country are in these four groups. The Nanjing team is the most important. Teacher Zhao is the deputy team leader of the Nanjing team." Chemoshu said, "There are two white kings, and you are also the deputy team leader."

"I?"

  Wang Ning and Bai Zhen said in unison, equally surprised.

   "Both of them." Thoroughly the mouse nodded, "You are the core members of the entire task force, and we hope that you will not make mistakes in the advancement of the ability assurance work."

  "Guaranteed to complete the task." Bai Zhen sat up straight.

  "Who is the team leader?" Wang Ning asked casually.

  "The leaders of the four groups are all concurrently served by the top leaders of the local city." Teo Moo replied, "In order to give the greatest resources to support."

  Bai Zhen and Wang Ning were taken aback, they are so high-profile.

   "Because this is not a child's play." Zhao Bowen sighed, "This is a war, old folks, it will start soon."

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Poplar carefully positioned the Icom725 radio station and placed it in the same place. The four feet of the radio were pressed on the prints of the bookshelf as they were. Poplar tried to restore it to its original state, and Zhao Bowen also tried to restore it to its original state. From the appearance, the poplar did not see that it had been taken away for analysis and detailed research. Although people put the **** of this radio station under the microscope and looked at it three times, they did not let it go. There is no mistake in any detail, how many turns of each screw.

After half a month, Bai Yang touched the familiar Icom725 radio station again, and Bai Yang was a little dazed.

  He thought it would not come back.

   Its return is as unpredictable as parting.

Bai Yang slowly restored it to its familiar appearance, plugged in the power, plugged in the microphone, connected to the sky, and put on the headphones. He was calm and methodical-very strange. He didn't feel anxious, he knew he had it. I haven’t contacted the girl for half a month. Maybe she’s not on the channel tonight, maybe BG4MSR has given up looking for herself in the past so many days, maybe the girl no longer believes that she will appear again, he didn’t even think about it. What do you want to say later, what do you want to say later?

have not seen you for a long time?

  Don’t come here unscathed?

How are you?

  Aspen's brain is empty.

   With a light "click", Poplar pressed the power button, and the yellow LCD screen of Icom725 radio was lit up with a frequency of 28.350MHZ, and boundless current noise sounded in the earphones.

  Bai Yang next twisted the FM knob, and the numbers on the LCD screen jumped accordingly.

  28.325MHZ.

  28.320MJZ.

  28.100MHZ.

  25.425MHZ.

  Frequency is approaching little by little, in the electromagnetic wave world that is invisible to the naked eye, Bai Yang travels a long distance, step by step closer to the girl.

  15.420MHZ.

  14.875MHZ.

  14.300MHZ.

  At the door.

   Bai Yang plucked up the courage to raise his hand and knock on the door. Finally, he turned the **** and the frequency jumped.

  14.255MHZ.

  He is back again.

  The moment he opened the door, he heard the girl’s soft sob echoing in the room:

  "Are you still here? If you are still here, don’t ignore me, please...help me, please, help me..."

  (End of this chapter)