The sound of the firing pin echoed in the room, but the sound of the bullet leaving the chamber didn't appear.
There was no bullet in the clip.
Han Junhua's eyebrows twitched.
After a while, she slowly opened her eyes and slammed the pistol on the table.
"Is this toying with me?"
"No." Jiang Chen sighed and put away the pistol on the table.
He had thought of many scenarios.
If she picked up the pistol and tried to use it to kidnap him and force him into the fallout shelter to save the people who abandoned her. If she really did that, it meant she still cared about the lives of those people. In this way, if they wanted to force her to submit, they only needed to threaten her with the lives of those people.
If she couldn't pull the trigger, it meant she didn't want to die a meaningless death. In that case, he only needed a Slavery Chip to control her.
But what he didn't expect was that she made the worst choice in Jiang Chen's mind.
For someone who was not afraid of death and had no attachments, he couldn't think of any way to control her.
Slavery chip? It was just a more elegant and simpler method of coercion than pointing a gun at the head. Although it could monitor the hormone levels and heart rate for lie detection, it couldn't control a person's thoughts.
"I sincerely hope you can join my career." Jiang Chen tried to persuade her one last time.
"Career? You call this a career? " A disdainful curvature appeared on her face. It was the first expression Han Junhua's expressionless face showed to Jiang Chen. "I am a PAC soldier. I hope I will be one when I die."
A hint of anger flashed across his face. Jiang Chen took a deep breath and calmed his emotions.
"Looks like the negotiation failed." He jokingly smiled and stood up.
Han Junhua responded with an "obviously so" look.
"Good."
With only these two words, Jiang Chen stood up and walked out the door.
[Did he leave?]
Han Junhua looked at Jiang Chen's back as she let out a sigh of relief.
But to her surprise, the door opened again.
It was Xu Lu, the woman with a smile so pure that it made her uncomfortable.
"I don't understand. Why did you reject our leader?" Xu Lu looked at her with a smile.
"Are you willing to die for him?" Han Junhua said lightly.
"Of course." A sickly flush appeared on Xu Lu's face, but it quickly disappeared and she returned to her usual smiling appearance.
"Then you should be able to understand me. The will of Pan-Asian Cooperation is my life."
When doctrine rose to the level of belief, it was not fundamentally different from religion. It was just that one believed in a specific god, while the other believed in some kind of lofty idea.
Xu Lu didn't care about what she said. She just smiled and said, "You're really a lucky woman."
"Really?"
"Of course, because the leader said that he will personally train you until you submit."
"…" Han Junhua thought that she had misheard.
Was that a lucky thing?
I can only say that there are all kinds of people (perverts) in this world … Han Junhua thought to herself.
The smile on her face gradually turned cold. Xu Lu, in a white dress, looked down at her and said with an icy tone.
"From now on, your three meals a day will become two meals a day of nutrient supply until you wake up."
"That's fine." But Han Junhua's response was only one word.
Xu Lu looked at her dubiously. Her eyes seemed to be saying: Let's see how long you can last.
A few female soldiers walked into the basement and moved the cotton from the bed and all the other furniture.
"Enjoy your time in the dark room."
Xu Lu left this sentence and walked out the door.
…
It was unrealistic to expect everything to go according to one's wishes. Han Junhua stubbornly persisted until the end. But the more she acted like this, the more interested Jiang Chen became. He didn't believe it.
To put it simply, it was lacking in discipline!
Coincidentally, he had the time to train her.
Putting Han Junhua's matter aside, Fallout Shelter 027's progress was quite smooth.
Based on Jiang Chen's order, every noon, the Fishbone soldiers would drive an excavator and slowly pour two tons of sand into the vertical shaft.
The sand fell very slowly, but from a height of a thousand meters, it still smashed the steel elevator floor with an explosive sound.
The explosion that lasted for about half an hour was like a spell, entangling the hearts of every fallout shelter resident and torturing their psychological defenses.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the fallout shelter was no longer joyous.
Fear, doubt, and bewilderment hung on the faces of every survivor.
The ground was filled with trash, and the empty space in the industrial zone was filled with the nauseating smell of alcohol. People gathered here, waiting for Wu Yaguo's explanation.
"What's going on? Wu Yaguo, you said it! You've already made a deal with them! "A resident standing in the front row pointed angrily at his nose and said.
He had just placed him on the throne three days ago.
"This, this can't be blamed on me. It's those barbarians who didn't keep their promise." Faced with the doubt of the people, Wu Yaguo was sweating profusely.
From those people's eyes, he caught a glimpse of déjà vu.
It made him fearful. He didn't want to become the second Han Junhua.
"Calm down, everyone. If we panic, then we'll be playing into their hands." Wu Yaguo gulped as he tried to calm the people's emotions.
"Calm down? How can we calm down! They want to bury us alive! "A person screamed.
"I don't think they will do that. They still need our technology, including the unfinished Tiger II blueprint. They need us. They are just bluffing." A member of parliament suggested tentatively.
"The elevator's load capacity is only twenty tons. If we exceed this limit, we won't be able to go up."
"It's sand. If we move the sand away, the elevator can still be used …"
"What's the use? Go up and surrender? "
"Dammit, these barbarians who didn't keep their promise!"
Wu Yaguo gulped as he began to sweat and was about to say something.
But at this time, Feng Hui walked up the stairs and spoke without permission.
"Everyone … Although I know I shouldn't be the one saying this, but … at this rate of consumption, the fallout shelter's energy can only last for five days."
Five days!
Compared to the sand, they seemed to have more pressing matters to worry about.
Once the energy is depleted, this place would become a dead city in ten minutes!
Wu Yaguo angrily stared at Feng Hui. The latter shrunk his neck in fear, but his face didn't show any signs of regret.
Feng Hui knew that by raising this issue now, if he did something, the fallout shelter might still be saved … Although his feeling was never right.
The lack of energy was like a curse that lingered in the hearts of every resident.
The revelry over the past few days had almost depleted the little energy they had left.
"If it's Han Junhua …"
No one knew who said this. The man realized that he had made a slip of the tongue and quickly shut his mouth halfway through his sentence.
When everyone hated a person, it was dangerous to defend that person.
But he obviously miscalculated. His point of view was unexpectedly not refuted.
"Yeah, if it's her …"
"Maybe, pay attention to my words, I'm just saying maybe, we might have … Uhh, gone a bit overboard?"
Needless to say, the collective was forgetful.
Only now did they remember everything that that person did for them. Thinking about it carefully, everything she did seemed to be for them. As a dictator, she didn't seem to use her dictatorship for her own personal gain.
The public opinion began to turn to sympathize with Han Junhua.
Listening to the whispers, Wu Yaguo knew he couldn't hesitate anymore.
If he hesitated, he would become the sinner of the fallout shelter!
How to give the people confidence? How to extricate himself from the responsibility.
He made a move that was expected, but it was an extremely stupid move.
"Everyone! Listen to me, listen to me! Now, we are facing the toughest test since the establishment of fallout shelter 027! "
Hearing his shout, people once again stopped talking and looked at him, waiting for him to continue.
"I admit, my vision is shallow, my knowledge is crude, I am deeply sorry for my ability." Wu Yaguo lowered his eyebrows as he deeply bowed to the residents.
The whispers came, but Wu Yaguo didn't care. He raised his head, raised his arms, and shouted.
"But I believe, the wisdom of the people is great, and their vision is broad!"
Facing the skeptical gazes, Wu Yaguo opened his EP and typed a few lines of code.
Everyone's EP vibrated as they looked at the message on the screen in shock.
"Now! I will dedicate all the authority of the fallout shelter leader to the residents of the fallout shelter! Everyone, technology has made absolute democracy possible. Anyone could initiate a proposal, and anyone could cast their holy god's vote on the proposal. The absolutely impartial Sanctuary Terminal would recognize all of this. History will remember this moment, we created history. Thank you for your continued support, thank you … "
After that, Wu Yaguo fled down the stairs dejectedly.
The decision-making power was distributed to everyone's hands. The fallout shelter didn't need a leader anymore, everyone was the leader.
The moment he fled down the stairs, he noticed from the corner of his eyes that the suspicion in everyone's eyes was replaced by the excitement of the liberation of power.
Soon, the first proposal was released. It was about whether or not to limit energy use …
Academician Qin stood in the corner of the empty space and silently sighed.
This sigh was heard a few days ago.
However, it was a pity that no one was listening.
At the same time, the last Klein particle wave was shot a few light years away, carrying an experiment report covered in blood.
Now, the mission of fallout shelter 027 ended.
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