Chapter 18 seventeen

On the evening of July 15, 2008, at 21:30. Pale lights, dark green conference tables.Pudong Airport Temporary Headquarters.The general sat at the head of the table, and below were the big pig, the second pig and me. I don't think we really need such a long conference table. We just need a square table with a deck of cards on it, and we sit around it with peanuts and beer on the corner.At this time, the old man opposite me would proudly and arrogantly undo three buttons on his collar, put his legs on the chair and scratch his gray hair violently, saying don't try to play tricks, I will beat you three by myself.

It's like when I first arrived in this city, the huge black shadow of Delta hadn't descended on the heads of humans.At that time, the Pao Defense Headquarters had countless establishments, but there were only four people who were always playing cards in the boring late night.I thought like this, as if I wanted to use my own thinking to pull the time back to two years ago, so that nothing happened, and then start again. Maybe one more time, in the shadow of that terrible total solar eclipse, we won't see that world-destroying lollipop.Then I'd be exempted from military service, go get a well-paying job with a big company, and marry a woman of the right kind.On a sunny morning, I sat at the white dining table and read the morning newspaper, and she was frying eggs not far away.

There is a strand of hair that is soft as a hook behind her ear... "Pan Hantian, have you notified the ground crew at the airport?" the general said. "The three Harriers are all equipped with the Cerberus system. They are fully loaded and ready to take off at any time." Big Pig straightened his body and whispered. "Very good, Zeng Yu, have you confirmed the execution schedule?" "Confirmed!" "Who confirmed the program loading of the computer on board?" "It's me," said the big pig, "everything is fine." "We are waiting for the final confirmation from the Lu Shen Work Department. In addition to the four of us, another 41 A-level officers from the Lu Shen Work Department will participate in this operation. They will sink Shanghai into a hole one kilometer underground, and the whole process will take time 1 hour, 23 minutes and 45 seconds, the time points of the two operations departments must be closely linked!"

"yes!" The general thought for a while, and seemed to have nothing to say.In fact, the flattening of the bubble defense circle is not a difficult operation. It is far from being compared with filling the gaps under the bombardment of optical flow. Even a home computer equipped with that special program can complete this operation easily and comfortably. .And the Pao Defense Headquarters dispatched three elites for this purpose—if I can be considered an elite—just to be safe. The general finally turned to me: "Jiang Yang, are you ready?" "Ready!" I tried to say it with a low-key dantian.

It's boring, every time it's my turn, I seem to be a child to be taken care of.The implication is nothing more than that you can prepare yourself, and you don't have to worry about anything else. The conference table fell silent for a short while.The eight eyes are facing each other, only the low sound of the laptop fan on the desktop remains. "Hehe!" The general laughed out loud. He leaned back in the chair, took off his military cap, scratched his gray hair, and at the same time unbuttoned his jacket casually: "It's really hot, I don't know if I was scared."

The three of us still didn't dare to move. "Summer." Big Pig said.The expression on his face suddenly became slack, and the whole face was so relaxed that it looked like it was about to fall. Erzhu and I glanced at each other, and the two of us also started laughing.I suddenly had an illusion, I wanted to rush to the window to have a look, maybe I just had a long dream, it was actually daytime outside, we just woke up after playing cards all night.There is no such thing as Delta civilization at all, and those child prodigies soaked in nutrient solution are completely idiots who help daydream.

The rattle of the chain drew my attention away. The big pig rolled up his sleeves, and there was a metal chain around his wrist under the shirt of his military uniform. There was a small metal nameplate on it. Now he was lazily knocking on the table, shaking the chain to make the metal nameplate slip. Come and slide.My heart slowly cooled down, and I smiled because I saw the name and serial number engraved on that nameplate—"Su Wan 748800001213011". Yeah, why are you lying to yourself?If it was still two years ago, where was Su Wan?She was dead, turned into some dust in the ruins of No. 0 by the Huangpu River.

But why is Su Wan's nameplate in the hands of Big Pig?That kind of light pressure, that kind of terrible ash power, the metal will not remain, unless... the chain was not hanging on Su Wan's neck at all, it was always on the big pig's wrist... But why did Su Wan take off this nameplate that confirms her identity after the battle?I began to faintly feel a headache, it seems that this world is really too complicated, and there are many things that I don't understand.It's okay if I don't understand.I don't understand why Jiang Li wants to buy a plane ticket for a seemingly unrelated woman, I don't understand why Su Wan's nameplate is put on the big pig's wrist, I don't understand why a fox-like woman follows a vulgar old man, no Knowing why another woman wants to get married so easily, she said goodbye...

Just let me be an ostrich with my head buried in the sand, and the sandstorm above directly destroys me, so I can feel at ease.But why do I have to vaguely see some threads, as if I can understand the origin of everything by chasing them. Erzhu looked at the chain with us. At the end, he smiled and touched his pocket: "There is still an hour of silence, right? It's a pity that I didn't bring any cards." "Don't be too arrogant." The general grinned, "Although there are only four of us, we are performing official duties after all." The four of us started to do our own things, the big pig was playing with his chain, the second pig was looking around, the general was humming vaguely, and tapped his feet under the table.I thought for a while and didn't know what I could do. I went through a strict inspection before entering here. I only had a mobile phone and a wallet with me. In the wallet was my last thirty-six yuan and fifty cents.

The familiar sound of music startled me. S. H. e.'Super Star', with a vibrating hum, sounded in the general's pocket. In fact, the ringtone of the old guy's mobile phone is not "Super Star", but the prelude before the news broadcast.This is a personalized ringtone, which means that someone special is looking for him. Personalized ringtones...sometimes some inventions are really tricky... The old guy's smile froze there, and he reached into his breast pocket in a rude and savage manner.He tore open the pocket, took out the phone, and held it tightly in his hand.

"You are electricity, you are light, you are the only myth, I only love you, you are my super star..." The three jumping women were still singing happily.The old guy was holding his phone, all three of us looked at his hand, we wondered what would happen to him, would he break it?This is a weird scene, like a mobile phone advertisement made by Samsung: a silent room, pale lights, four men in military uniforms who don’t know what to say, one of them held up a Samsung mobile phone, and the rest looked at him silently hand, the sound of music across. The boss pressed the off button, the music stopped, his arm slowly lowered, and he put the phone on the table. I suddenly wanted to laugh. Tomorrow morning the last shuttle will go to Lanzhou, your woman seems to have discovered your little trick in advance.Hehe, hehe, you found a charming and smart woman, and you still want to lie to her?You just accidentally touched her at a certain moment, so she restrained the charm and pride in her eyes, preferring to grow old quietly. His face was livid, his cheeks were tense, and a muscle jumped up exaggeratedly, like a blade across half of his face. The so-called parting is probably like this, right?The sunshine, wind and rain in the past, those pictures flashed like a movie.What you want to give up and what you want to forget, everything is so beautiful again.You don't like it don't you?Then you'll never see it again.Are you happy? Something is stirring inside of you and you try to hold it down and you say no no no shut the fuck up.It's that little beast trapped in your heart muscle, woken up, biting, looking for a way out. The little beast...bites... My heart twitched slightly.I don’t know why there seems to be a disgusting warm current rushing up from my stomach, and my eyes are blurred, only snake-like lines flying in the blue-purple space, like countless people talking loudly in my ears, Those voices superimposed and sounded like a person's voice.Is it the wind?Why is it like the leaves are rattling on top of my head... Who is speaking? "Jiang Yang! What are you doing?" The general's voice was terrifying. It was as if a basin of cold water had suddenly poured over my head, and the frightening warmth faded away along with all the hallucinations.I panted slightly, as if I had just trotted a long distance.The remaining three all frowned at me.I lay prone on the conference table, my upper body twisted like a twisted candy.I wondered if I just rolled a few times on it like a dying snake. "Report!" I stood up suddenly and stomped on the ground, "General, I...I have to go to the bathroom. It's uncomfortable...really...really suffocated!" The old guy glared at me for a few seconds: "Two minutes! Run!" "Poop..." "Then... ten minutes..." The old guy's expression was almost desperate. "Maybe I'm catching a cold...I have a stomachache..." I rushed out in a hurry. I ran for my life in the deserted and dark corridor, my face was illuminated by the blue light of the phone screen.I pressed down and down hard in my address book, searching for a name.Why didn't I buy a smart phone? Although it is a little more expensive, I can find her name in one click. I rushed into the bathroom, and quickly glanced back like a thief. There was no one in the dark corridor, and there was no human voice in the bathroom.I turned on the light, leaned against the back of the door panting, and pressed the phone tightly to my ear. "Sorry, the subscriber you dialed is powered off, please try again later. Sorry, the subscriber you dialed is power off, please call later..." I stared at the screen, and the time showed that I still had less than 9 minutes left.What is the probability that a person turns on a cell phone that is turned off within 9 minutes? I pressed the redial button, turned the volume up to the highest, and paced around the bathroom with my mobile phone in my hand, like a defeated ancient general holding the hilt of his sword in his tent, waiting for the tide of enemy troops to pounce on us. before his tent.I press the redial button again and again, and the same sound repeats over and over again, seemingly endlessly. "Sorry, the subscriber you dialed is powered off, please try again later. Sorry, the subscriber you dialed is power off, please call later..." Time passed by second by second. I'm trying to think about something, I can't stop thinking now, what will happen to me if I stop thinking?I have no idea.All I know is that there's something creeping up in me that's not just fear, not just despair, and I'm going to fill my head and push that thing down. Well, let's start with the phone.Do you remember that there is a Philips standby king that can be on standby for a month?It's actually an ugly phone, but one that business people like to use.Because they fly around, afraid of delaying a phone call and missing tens of millions of transactions.To say it looks good, it must be Sony Ericsson's latest M608C. Yes, it is a 3G mobile phone. Unfortunately, the war started before the 3G network was rolled out in China, so everyone has only seen its pictures.Of course its twin brother W950C is also good, but a music phone?You don't want to hang a 112G MP3 around your neck, do you? Let me think what else? By the way, there is also that notebook.You know, when I bought this Motorola L7, I thought it would be good to match it with IBM's T60. It's all black, and it's so cool together.Big Pig has a self-provided IBM T43, after all, it is much easier to use than DELL.The box issued by the army?Please don’t bring up such a desperate thing, okay, the empire can’t even fit it... The key to IBM is that its appearance is good enough, and the industrial design of the notebook has not been updated for more than ten years, after all, it is the style of the boss.In fact, the L7 is quite easy to use, except that the text messages can only accommodate a poor 25.So I had no choice but to keep deleting, and some text messages were reluctant to delete and stayed in it.So in the end it was full, so full that there was only room for one text message to receive new messages, and then the remaining 24 were all marked with the same name.Really bad designer, leaving more space for text messages will kill people?I don't know what kind of people Motorola employs! Is there nothing else? Is there anything else to think about? There are almost not enough materials... Is my life really that simple... Yes, I can miss my parents, I am really sorry for them.Why can't I go to Wall Street?In this way, I can wear an Armani black suit and sit in a high-level office to operate tens of millions of funds. I will help my mother buy a few houses if she wants to buy a few houses. When my father comes to visit me across the ocean, I can invite him from New York. Traveling from Chicago to Los Angeles, we sat on the top floor of John Hancock Tower, the world's highest bar in Chicago, drinking their best cocktails, and we were equally well-dressed. It's not like the old lady will write a letter saying that my son has already bought three houses, so that if you get married, you will have a place to live.If you don't think these houses are good enough, I can sell two of them and buy you one you like...   OK, although I only have a monthly salary of 680 yuan, I'm not so poor, am I?But why is there always hope without hope? "Sorry, the subscriber you dialed is powered off, please try again later. Sorry, the subscriber you dialed is power off, please call later..." How much time do I have left?I rushed into a cubicle, sat on the toilet, and knocked the door.This closed space may have a very slight odor because it has not been cleaned for a long time, but the partition is so high that I can't see anything, and I feel safe. My hands were shaking a bit and I wrote a text saying, "Call me!" I wanted to hint at something, but I dared not say it.Behind me is a terrible top-level confidential meeting. If I violate it, the boss will not solve all problems with a pistol pointed at my head?So I used an exclamation point and I thought she would remember that I never use an exclamation point?This time something special is about to happen... There is still time, if you block my phone on purpose and see this text message, there is still time for us to say a few more words. With only 1 minute and 30 seconds left, I'm in the bathroom like a trapped animal listening to the Doomsday Clock.I was fidgeting but I didn't even have room to walk around, I finally tried standing on the toilet bowl lid.Time passed by every minute and every second, my mobile phone didn't ring, it was too late, it was going to be too late.I keep looking at the caller ID again and again, and I think that if the phone had a refresh button like IE, I would be pressing it constantly now.But there is no mobile phone, I can only stare at it, as if I want to touch this cold thing. It's 22:14, and when I'm back in the conference room, the pre-action period of silence is about to begin.What is she doing at this time?Why does it shut down? I froze for a moment, and slowly calmed down.They're getting married in a week, aren't they?It was a good night. Although the enclosed space was dull, there was the scent of flowers and the sound of wind outside.Shouldn't a woman stay with her fiancé at this time?Why the hell are you trying to figure out this detail now?Not everyone is going to play empires online on a night like this with two dudes who don't know what to do and a woman who talks too much.I imagine two people sitting in front of a window. The man is tall and straight. He puts his hand on the woman's shoulder. The woman's eyes reflect the color of the street lamp outside, and she is in a daze.The man lowered his head to kiss the woman's ear, where there was a strand of thin, curly hair. All thoughts stopped here suddenly, as if someone yelled "Cut"! It's so quiet, so quiet that I can hear my own heartbeat. The sound of powerful footsteps came from far and near. "Jiang Yang, stop squatting, the boss told me to see if you drowned in the toilet." The big pig knocked hard on the doors one by one. I turned around and pressed the flush button. Amid the sound of rushing water, I slowly stood up, opened the door, and met the eyes of the big pig. "It's okay, I'm fine." I said. "Jiang Yang, you didn't leak the secret, did you?" After a moment of silence, he looked at me with a very strange look. I shook my head. It took us a minute to cross the dark, long corridor.When I returned to the meeting room, the military police were already waiting for me, and my flight uniform was spread out on the table.They put the plate in front of me, Big Pig, Er Zhu and I turned off the mobile phone one by one, and put everything else in it. I looked at the picture of "Hello Moto" when I turned off the phone, and suddenly wanted to laugh.Lin Lan... is she really going to die this time?So what about talking?I can't save this city, and I can't save her, I just want to hear her voice again... What a stupid man, so weak, do you still want to find some peace of mind in the voice of the girl you like at the last moment?But what can I give her?Did I really do anything for her?Yang Jiannan could at least clean the tableware for her, give her an engagement ring, and announce a grand wedding to the entire Shanghai Outer Space Defense Command.Hehe, I love you...it's hard to say, you need qualifications. The blue light on the keyboard went out, and I raised my head and said to the military police: "Okay, Greyhawk Three, I'm ready to enter the silence period!"