Qin Le loosened his breather again, pondered for a moment, and tried to change the subject: "I also heard that many troops wanted to go and get the leader back from the Shangjing Shelter, but your local troops not only refused to help, but also obstructed them in every possible way."
"Hey~ You're just misleading! Old Qin, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but how can the information you heard from hearsay be the same as ours? That group of guys who are 'coming to the rescue' are not 'seeking truth from facts' at all! Let's not talk about whether they can come back. Just going north once will consume so much manpower and material resources, do you know? Now is not the same as before. Maybe the traffic outside the controlled area has been cut off." Wang Renxing's voice came out from the communicator at the right time, making Qin Le feel sick.
"Why don't you go out and take a look? Are you just hiding here and acting like a local landlord?" Qin Le said angrily.
"Hahaha~" Wang Renxing laughed loudly. He seemed to have found a new breakthrough. He said in a condescending tone, "Old Qin! You shouldn't say that! We're all brothers in the same mine! Take my advice, don't say that again, okay?"
Qin Le was so angry that his face turned blue. He really couldn't match this guy in verbal skills. Moreover, this guy was really fearless. He was transferred from another place. If he couldn't stay here anymore, he would just pat his butt and leave. He could also smear them everywhere. The impact at that time... It's hard to say.
Since it was still work hours, he couldn't get angry, so he just turned off the public channel on his communicator and turned on the music function on his terminal. The soothing music quickly soothed his mood, and in turn, his work efficiency also improved.
Of course, his autistic behavior naturally caused Wang Renxing to laugh at him, and the other workers also responded while Qin Le couldn't hear. Even though it was not their intention to gossip behind his back, Wang Renxing was not an ordinary person. His words were very inflammatory, and no one knew where he came from.
Wang Renxing wasn't particularly popular; the other workers avoided him. He was always trying to sow discord, then just when the others were about to start fighting, he'd withdraw and keep the conflict manageable. He was a classic fun-loving person, eager for chaos and eager to watch the show when it happened.
Of course, these are just his entertainment after work, and his main job is not to change the monitoring box here every day.
Wang Renxing was actually an outsider to the team; his real job was to observe the workers and report any unusual behavior to his superiors.
Since a month ago, strange stories have been circulating in the industrial zone in western Sichuan, which they control. They say miners are mysteriously disappearing, then suddenly reappearing in the mine manager's office—looking terrifying. Military police intervened, making token arrests of some suspects, and then the case was dropped.
They really couldn't understand why the murderers would assemble their victims into that shape.
Considering the current tense situation, the superiors attributed these cases to the enemy. They believed that these were all infiltration and sabotage by the enemy, aiming to reduce or suspend their industrial production capacity and thus undermine their fighting spirit.
Wang Renxing didn't know who the enemy was, and he didn't bother to figure it out. Since his superiors wanted enemies, why not just create some? Outsiders were perfect targets; they had no power to resist anyway.
Of course, that had to be controlled to a certain extent. If the army got involved, it would be bad. The superiors didn't have enough power in the army. After all, it was only a few months after the war, and morale was not easily shaken.
As he said, the Shuchuan government was constantly trying to "retain" the troops gathered here. Once they gained the support of the troops, they would actually control the entire country Z. Unfortunately, most of those troops were unwilling to stay here. They were all evacuated troops from various places. Generally speaking, they were more willing to accept the leadership of Shangjing.
However, these armies aren't monolithic, and they've lost their roots. Dealing with these orphans is simple. Divide one group, suppress the other, and everything will be ours, right? And the supplies are all in my hands, so I have the advantage!
The superiors' reasoning was perfectly valid—too many wolves, too little meat. You're kidding! Even with the pre-war emergency subway system, this place could only accommodate about 200 million people, and now it's packed with nearly 400 million. Furthermore, even with the entire nation's military deployed to defend it, numerous warheads still breached the defenses, and industrial capacity plummeted by 40%. There's no way this place could support so many people!
So... if you want to go out and explore, you'd better consider your own ability, because the local government here doesn't have any extra supplies anyway!
No way...
Wang Renxing had seen the mountains of supplies in the warehouse, and he thought he had stepped into the threshold of the new world that his superiors dreamed of, so he instinctively wanted to prove himself.
Unfortunately, the workers here were honest and hardworking, and at most they just argued with him and didn't buy into his tricks at all. So he never achieved any results, and the credit went to the two lucky bastards sent to the city.
His patience was now running out. Even his good friend, the son-in-law of a superior, had achieved success. Yet, he remained stuck in a limbo, a feeling of being stuck between the lines. The toll of insomnia was evident: his temper had become increasingly erratic, and even his former coworkers were starting to act hypocritical.
So he planned to do something big today, to completely muddy up the situation here so that he could fish in troubled waters. This incident might give him the capital to get a promotion.
Gradually, Wang Renxing separated from the group, and then, without anyone noticing, he took two steps at a time and rushed out from a fork in the road. His purpose was clear: to create a small or large chaos, then get himself out of the trouble and finally put all the blame on Qin Le, thus causing a bigger conflict.
Then it would be easy. Before the conflict developed to the end, a knowledgeable person like me reported it in advance, and then the superiors intervened, and I was appreciated. . . . .
Wang Renxing began to enjoy a bright future. In his dream, he would be a leader, second only to the emperor. As the saying goes, "A general's success is built on the bones of thousands of soldiers." Since he didn't want to be a corpse, he might as well become a general!
He ran to an inflator in the tunnel and filled his oxygen tank. Then he took out a pair of large pliers he had hidden there, cut all the cables there, and opened all the oxygen tanks stored there.
Don't make promises, but you can do things to the death.
He never thought of leaving a way out for those who were destined to become stepping stones. Since those people were bound to die, what difference did it make whether they died earlier or later?
After all the work was completed, he left here, whistling a little tune, and walked towards the light in the distance. Behind him, the darkness continued to spread, swallowing up everything around him.
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