At least one of Liang Lu, Luo Nan and Zhan Xiao had his mouth opened.
The prejudgment of the situation was still in their ears. After a brief meeting, the base's military decision-making team announced that the relay station would implement a "secondary pollution response" and enter a state of emergency. According to the standards of falling into a "toxic and moderately polluted area", various operating procedures will be strictly implemented.
Regardless of the word "strict" hanging in the notice, in Ronan's opinion, if the new rules are implemented, at least half of the code systems he learned some time ago will be abolished.
It gives people the impression that it was originally an electronic dust-free workshop where every cubic meter of dust in the air was counted according to the number of particles. The style of the painting suddenly changed, and it became a steelmaking plant with raging heat waves and flowing molten iron...
At the same time, the logistics worker bees in the three "hives" have canceled all breaks, rearranged the personnel in the positions, and are required to familiarize themselves with the new work and enter the state in the shortest possible time.
The so-called "rearrangement" is based on Shengzhan's suggestion to Chang Yihui: significantly reduce the number of personnel responsible for daily maintenance at the base and replenish them to various direct production positions.
The direct consequence of this adjustment is that all maintenance soldiers have suddenly become the busiest group of people in the logistics department.
While their former colleagues were scrambling to adapt to new production positions, the "Liang Lu and Luonan" who remained in their original positions had to be responsible for several times the previous maintenance area.
For example, the former "Second Inspection Team of the Central Pipeline and Safety Partition Zone Extension Maintenance Post" has now become the "Global Pipeline Extension Area Maintenance Team", which has been merged with two other personnel in the same position to form one large group. A senior lieutenant was in charge, but the area of responsibility increased by more than ten times.
Under this situation, if the maintenance tasks are carried out strictly in accordance with the regular procedures, it will be basically possible to achieve the standard unless the two people are split into ten or twenty pieces, and then blow the fairy spirit and transform into clones.
Under the pressure of reality, we are destined to give up something.
"The Quanyanwei Group 2 found a low-pollution area, the coordinates..."
"Don't waste your time. You just focus on pipelines, equipment and maintenance machines, and ignore the rest...it's just that the poisonous living body is up to the tip of your nose. As long as it doesn't eat you, just pretend not to see it!"
"receive."
Liang Lu simply hung up the communication, curled his lips, and signaled Ronan to drive the special maintenance vehicle and run straight through the middle of the area marked as "low-intensity pollution". As for the alarm that was still flashing wildly, smash it down with your fist...ah, no, raise it to a standard and it will stop.
"Look, over at the hive command post, the dispatch pressure in the past two days has burned out many people's heads, and the chance of us encountering nonsense has also increased significantly."
As he spoke, as the special maintenance vehicle buzzed through the polluted area, Ronan's eyebrows trembled unconsciously. The delicate mental induction and the impressive operating requirements intertwined, which was very important to a patient with mild obsessive-compulsive disorder. Say, it's somewhat of a torture.
Liang Lu gave him some psychological construction in the tone of a "experienced person": "Now, never think of the base as a base. You can close your eyes and imagine a military stronghold that was built before the calamity and was later forced to abandon it. , now completely abandoned, only mutated species that have grown up in a poisonous environment will occasionally pass by... This is basically what the moderately polluted area means.
"What we are doing now, just treat it as field work. Even the logistics staff occasionally have the opportunity to go out into the field. This is a preview in advance!"
Ronan smiled, Liang Lu also laughed, and punched the vehicle console again: "Who would have thought that the crystal array could have problems? It's all because of that self-righteous and evil thing!"
Ronan, who was dubbed the "Immoral Toy", smiled a little. Fortunately, Liang Lu didn't notice, and just sighed: "To be honest, our luck is too bad. If we stay in this environment for a long time, follow-up treatment is really troublesome... But it's okay, we will be reimbursed in full, and we will use it." Don’t worry about it.”
It was difficult for Ronan to imagine the situation outside of the "game scene", but through this period of observation, he discovered that the Tianyuan citizens of the Hanguang Galaxy had ambivalent attitudes towards "evil".
Of course they know that evil pollution is a very troublesome thing, otherwise Zhan Xiao's mentality would not have nearly collapsed before; in the early days of "Evil Tribulation", there would not have been so many heart-breaking tragic cases.
The abominable poisonous pollution is another problem that people in the light galaxy must come into contact with, face, and endure. No one lives in a vacuum, let alone a vacuum that cannot stop the pollution and penetration of vicious environmental regulations.
So when faced with the current terrible situation, everyone at the relay station, whether they were knights, colonels, sergeants, or privates, all showed a kind of calmness:
The poison is really disgusting... Well, since it's all over me, let's just do whatever it takes!
Of course, poisonous contamination will have consequences, and they are very serious. There are tens of thousands of officers and soldiers in the base, and even though they are still very active now, treatment will cost a lot of money after the war. Even if the expenses are reimbursed, it is destined to continue to change over time. Hengsheng.
But so what?
"People are forced out. Since the Evil Tribulation, the public version of the method of cultivation and dissemination within the empire has been iterated almost every thirty years. After hundreds of versions, it has already changed beyond recognition compared to the current one. ……Why?"
Liang Lu tapped Ronan with his chin and asked, but he didn't expect Ronan to answer at all, so he continued: "Key skills such as internal cultivation and teaching, each one is said to have been refined over time, how many times The essence accumulated over the years is the result of the ultimate in basic research, but how can breakthroughs in basic research be so easy? Every iteration in thirty years, if we can achieve this kind of speed of progress, all the gods and kingdoms will lie down on the ground and call us daddy!
"In the final analysis, we have to live in a poisonous environment for a long time and are polluted and mutated by environmental rules, so we have to do this. Maybe in a few hundred or thousands of years, we people, although we still maintain historical memories, will be related to' Our ancestors were a completely different species, and they were forced to evolve in another direction by evil... Hey, did I say a little too much, didn't I scare you?"
Ronan answered honestly: "Not yet."
"Oh, so brave?"
"We will never be in a worse situation this time than what Lieutenant Lu faced in the battle to defend the ancestral territory."
Liang Lu was startled, then laughed loudly: "That's right!"
Just when I was happy, the car automatically slowed down. About fifty meters ahead, a large bionic device with an obvious insect shape lay quietly in the pipeline tunnel. The six "segmented limbs" are spread out symmetrically, and each one is thick and thick. However, compared with the curved main cabin that is as large as a train car, it is still slightly slender, so much so that it feels soft when propped up at the bottom of the tunnel. Yes, no intensity.
