The 027 lift, which carries hundreds of vehicles and hundreds of people, is climbing upwards along the spiral track. When it passes through the dome, which is the central gate, the rain suddenly stops, and the already extremely wide shaft tunnel becomes even wider. There are about dozens of lifts of different specifications operating around the platform dispatching station nicknamed the "Glass Ball".
The dispatching station suspended in the shaft is like a small handicraft in a glass ball. It slides up and down on two chains connecting the shaft. The white-gray chains are very eye-catching in the dark and basic color of the emptiness.
I heard that these two extraordinarily thin chains come from the space elevator project of the old era and are one of the legacies of ultra-nano technology. It’s no wonder that there have never been any accidents.
The chain that was originally stationary suddenly started to roll. Almost instantly, the dispatch station lowered to the top of Shen Rusong's head. Before he could raise his head to take a closer look, the 027 lifting platform shook violently, almost causing him to stumble. The dense locking sound and torque starting sound echoed loudly, which was so harsh that it made your teeth sore.
"What's going on?" people wondered.
There was no need to broadcast what happened. With the naked eye, people could clearly see that at the intersection of the spiral tracks, a lift that was at least three or four times larger than lift No. 027 was tilting out uncontrollably. Amidst people's exclamations, dozens of protective ropes were torn and broken in succession, and finally stopped suddenly before the dangerous angle of overturning, making people choked with anger in their chests and dared not come out or enter.
This breath came out quickly.
The track safety mechanism took effect instantly. First, the emergency latch resisted the raw material platform, which weighed more than 10,000 tons. Then the entire track at the intersection slowly rotated, causing the platform to be temporarily righted. The redundant insurance mechanism popped up with new protection. The rope securely fastened the platform.
The dispatch broadcast immediately shouted: "Attention, attention, all maintenance workers with level 2 or above welding qualifications in the J3 area, please report to the No. 9 raw material platform immediately. Repeat..."
Soon, a large number of track workers wearing orange-red maintenance uniforms and carrying welding gas bottles poured out of the maintenance express lanes densely packed on both sides of the track.
The single-sided track is as wide as a double lane. Wearing special magnetic gliding shoes, workers can move forward extremely fast.
They first climbed onto the 027 lift platform, took out the zipper pulley from the tool box on the edge of the lift platform, clasped the steel cable parallel to the power pipeline, crossed the partition formed by the overturning and detachment of a section of track, and quickly rushed to the No. 9 raw material platform. .
As soon as they landed, the workers immediately dispersed into groups and focused on inspecting the surface motors and centrifugal rollers, as well as the heavy-duty track paralleling device dedicated to the passage of the raw material platform. Soon, the problem that caused the platform to be unable to turn was found.
Overload, the load-bearing wheel was crushed by the overload.
This is not a strange thing. The energy shortage in the underground city has long been an open secret. If each raw material platform is not overloaded by 40% to 70%, the secondary power plant in the underground city will be difficult to obtain sufficient coal, and Long'an alone will The power generated by the hydropower station can only handle the basic industrial production of Zhinu and Guanri districts, while other urban areas will lose their domestic electricity. However, even if there is no problem, it will be a big problem if it is overloaded, the power gap will still be continues to expand...
Of course, even if it is not overloaded, the underground city's rail transit system has been used at full capacity for nearly thirty years, and its lifespan is as long as the underground city. Problems, big and small, will always exist. However, diligent repairs to the redundant insurance mechanism can suppress the problem. A few broken tracks and several parallel shafts and load-bearing wheels exploded, but this is not really an "accident".
The second batch of maintenance workers was hoisted over. They were all base engineers equipped with engineering exoskeletons.
They dismantled the platform's road wheels that were jammed by the crushed parallel spool, drilled under the track and installed the jacks, and worked with another group of engineers responsible for high-altitude operations to right the platform, which weighed more than 10,000 tons, to a safe angle. The rail machine transported the brand new rails, and the welders who had been waiting for a long time started working. For a while, sparks flew from this track node and gold pin iron was melted.
Traffic breakdowns are common for underground city residents, and they always have to plan ahead when going out. When such a thing happens, the radio will naturally tell them to rest where they are.
Shen Rusong sat cross-legged and took off his gas mask as soon as he put it on. He was about to continue opening his diary to write down what he had seen along the way, but someone slapped him and shouted in a muffled voice:
"Hey, Songzi, stop writing and let's chat for a while."
With a face as round as a pancake, he picked up a gas mask and covered it with his hand, revealing a pair of equally round, big eyes. A guy with a high nose and cheeks that were dry to the point of being chapped and wrinkled. Fortunately, he applied a layer of "egg white", which is anti-radiation cream, to look shiny. He was shouting to Shen Rusong.
But Shen Rusong didn't even want to raise his head, and he didn't even have to guess what Gao Keming would do to him. Sure enough, it was right as soon as he opened his mouth.
"Hey, Songzi, tell me, have you written a letter to your sister?"
A paw was placed on the diary. As Gao Keming spoke, the gleam in his big eyes made Shen Rusong feel that his clothes had been ripped off by him. Fortunately, he had known this guy since he was a child, so he was not worried. This grandson would touch his bed in the middle of the night.
"No." Shen Rusong replied simply and neatly, then he straightened Gao Keming's head, which was so big that he needed an extra gas mask, and said warmly: "Don't stop me from writing."
Gao Keming offered a cigarette in a flattering manner. Seeing that Shen Rusong didn't take it, he lit it by himself, blew out a smoke ring and said:
"Don't, think about your brother's happiness. It won't do any harm to you and your sister."
Shen Rusong glanced at the female officials and students beside him who were gesturing and whispering reservedly, and said to Gao Datou, your happiness is related to half of my ration ticket.
He said expressionlessly: "Gao Datou, how long have you been thinking about chasing Zhang Haiyue? Which base should we divide her into? One is Qingni, the other is Yanqi. They are even divided in half, and they have already crossed the border when sending letters. There are two military regions, why are you talking nonsense here?"
Gao Keming's face suddenly darkened when he heard this. He put his elbows on his knees and smoked cigarettes quickly. He said: "You know me...Hai Yue didn't pay much attention to me at first, and when we were far away, she even less. Having said that, I thought it would be more manageable if I asked your sister Xiaomei to help her brother with his homework... Damn, I am hopeless."
When Gao Keming talked about his frustration, he slapped himself in the face and cursed: "I told you not to give up, I told you not to give up..."
Seeing Fa Xiao's dejected look, Shen Rusong felt sad in his heart. No one else would have thought that the girl he loved was going to be gone, so he would have to make a desperate struggle, otherwise he would make random decisions.
Shen Rusong put away the diary, reached out and patted Gao Keming on the shoulder, and said: "Next year, Xiaomei will take the unified examination of Longshan University School of Medicine. On New Year's Day, I went home and took her to the roller skating rink, but she didn't even go. What's her temper? Not sure? Even if you identify the nine-car train, you can't pull it back. I, the elder brother, can't persuade you. Hey, I think about it..."
"Didn't your sister go to that... that Radiation Disease Research Center? She has to take care of the students. Isn't it more useful to just ask someone to teach a stupid kid or just show it to Zhang Haiyue?" Shen Rusong rolled his eyes, Come up with an idea.
Gao Keming sighed even more after hearing this, pointed to his head, rolled his eyes and said: "The director of the institute, Yan, often travels on business. I don't know where she is. Even if she is in the institute, she is busy writing about her." I’m so busy writing papers every day, how can I have time to care about this nonsense of mine?”
"I'm really embarrassed to bother my sister with this little thing. My sister thinks I'm stupid to begin with. If I do this again, I guess I'll be completely retarded in her eyes."
"Then you have the fucking nerve to trouble my sister?"
"Hey, at least your sister doesn't think of her tall brother as an idiot."
"But you know that I treat you as a retard."
"..."
Gao Keming picked his nose and blew his nose. Seeing Shen Rusong's vigilance, he had no choice but to wipe a hand of clean water on the ground and said, "I don't want to give you face. I'll go talk to the third child. Maybe There is a smart girl in his family who is willing to help his eldest brother solve his problems."
Shen Rusong immediately mocked: "Go, you better go, see if the third brother doesn't hammer you to death first to pave the way for his unborn girl."
"Damn, I really don't have a way to survive." Gao Keming cried and cried.
"Get out." Shen Rusong kicked him impatiently, jumped up with his hands on his knees, stretched his muscles, and said seriously:
"Go and find the third child and let's talk about some serious business."
When it came to business, Gao Keming couldn't help but put away his laughter, said "hmm" helplessly, got up and left.
Shen Rusong watched the industrial headlights lengthen Gao Keming's walking figure longer and longer. The rails temporarily stacked on the No. 027 lift were cut into parts and flew over Gao Keming's head along the steel cables.
Shen Rusong waved his hand to disperse the smell of cigarette smoke. He was in a daze for a moment. He took out a photo wrapped in a plastic sleeve from his inner pocket. A blush appeared on his slightly pale face. He slightly raised the corners of his mouth and smoothed out the folds of the plastic sleeve. , looking at this family photo.
The woman sitting in the middle of the family portrait is naturally Shen Rusong's mother, Sun Cailan. To her right is Shen Rusong's shoulder-high Shen Meihu, a girl in school uniform with a ponytail and a chubby face. Look carefully. There were very festive freckles from the bridge of her nose to the stork bones, and those almond-shaped eyes were almost carved from the same mold as Shen Rusong on the left, who was wearing military uniform. If there was any difference, it must be the girl's eyes. It's full of spiritual energy.
Shen Rusong bit his lip, raised his head, and stared at the dome with a few rays of light in the darkness. He slowly put away the family portrait, trying not to think about the missing father in the family portrait.
He put his hand into his windbreaker and touched an old mechanical watch hidden in his underwear pocket. Among the few relics left to him by his father, it was the only one he was willing to take out of the world.
Shen Rusong lowered his head, looked at his chest, and said softly: "Dad, my son went to the surface today. He will not embarrass you again."
The loudspeaker blasted out a blast of electricity, which finally brought Shen Rusong back to his senses. Accompanied by the loudspeaker, a group of welders with wrenches, drill bits, and welding rods hanging on their chests and waists squeezed into the group of cadets, calling on the recruits to get out of the way quickly so that they could find the secret warehouse where spare parts were hidden as soon as possible. .
Seeing the welder running towards him menacingly, Shen Rusong subconsciously stood up and moved to another place. Unexpectedly, someone grabbed his shoulder first and dragged his backpack back several steps. The next second, someone The muscular welder stirred up a strong wind filled with metal shavings. He let out an "ah-ha" sound and grasped the secret compartment of the platform next to where Shen Rusong was sitting cross-legged just now. He struggled to open it and closed his mouth and shouted, "The workers have got it." Letters came in a swarm, pulled up the conveyor belt, and jumped on with the parts box in hand.
"Damn it, do you know how to look at people?" His forehead was twisted into deep cross marks. Shao Gang, the third child, still grabbed Shen Rusong's backpack strap with one hand and cursed angrily at the workers who went up the zip line.
"You bastard, say it again!" The welder, who is not short-tempered, immediately yelled back.
"I said, get the fuck out of here and fix the tracks!"
"Say it again, bastard!"
"Fuck you!"
Shen Rusong was afraid that Shao Gang would jump up and have a fight if he scolded him so hard, so he quickly sat down with Gao Keming with his arms around him, and advised: "It's not worth it, it's not worth it. Why are you arguing with the track repairman? Just call the instructor over there." Why bother, just calm down."
"It's really unlucky to encounter a traffic jam on the surface. Damn it..." Shao Gang was still angry. He took the fruit candy from Shen Rusong and chewed it in two big mouthfuls before giving up.
Shen Rusong also peeled off a candy and sipped it in his mouth. The cheap sweetness filled his mouth. He rubbed his palms with his fingers, took a deep breath and said:
"Everything has been said? Have all the students at the east base been notified? How did they come back?"
In addition to uniformed workers such as infrastructure soldiers, whether they are conscripts, non-commissioned officers, or military school students, as long as they are not directly assigned to the front-line field army, most of them are assigned to the second- and third-line troops assigned to various surface bases. These troops are more or less It is rarely of a construction nature and is stationed at surface bases. Over time, you will know which troops are there as soon as you mention which base.
The three of them were squatting together smoking and eating sweets. Shao Gang smoked cigarettes very quickly and choked his throat, and hissed: "Ahem... say... cough... I've already brought up the words."
