N-M Chapter 265 The entire United States is about to become a radiation zone
Chapter 265 The entire United States is about to become a radiation zone
Cheyenne Mountain Base, Communications Room.
The communication request was sent again and again.
The expressions of the people waiting in front of the communicator gradually turned serious.
But the truth is... no matter how much the indicator lights on the panel kept flashing, there was absolutely no reaction from the other side.
It's as if... we've completely lost contact.
Greg paced back and forth in the conference room, somewhat agitated. The sound of his leather shoes hitting the floor was particularly jarring in the quiet room.
Sitting in front of the communicator, Patrick said in a low voice, not without worry:
"Could something have happened to them?"
His words made everyone's hearts skip a beat, and they couldn't help but start guessing.
Burns, however, shook his head in rejection:
"Impossible. Given their demonstrated defensive capabilities, Raccoon City won't fall so quickly."
"Then why didn't you answer?" Greg stopped in his tracks, his face grim.
Monica seemed to have guessed something and said casually, "Maybe they just don't want to answer at all."
This statement made the atmosphere in the meeting room even more oppressive.
Greg turned his head:
"What do you mean?"
"It means exactly what it says. Based on what I know of that young man, he's definitely a very cunning person. It's perfectly normal for him to be ignoring us now."
Upon hearing this explanation, Greg opened his mouth but said nothing.
Brian, leaning against the wall, suddenly spoke up: "Everyone, I think Monica is right. This Lin Fan is very clever; he's waiting for us to get anxious."
"You mean he's manipulating us?" Greg's voice rose when he heard him say that.
"It's not manipulation," Brian shook his head. "It's a negotiation tactic used by every successful negotiation expert. And frankly... it's very effective."
However, just as they were arguing, the door to the communications room was pushed open.
A young communications officer in military uniform strode in, holding a freshly printed report in his hand, his face pale.
"Report! We have just received emergency signals from multiple nuclear power plants!"
Harrison, who hadn't spoken until now, turned around abruptly upon hearing the news:
"Multiple locations?"
Yes, sir.
In addition to the previously confirmed Bradwood nuclear power plant, the Peachbottom nuclear power plant in Pennsylvania and the Oconie nuclear power plant in South Carolina also experienced signal outages.
The analysis team has reason to believe... their cooling systems have also stopped working.
The correspondent's voice trembled as he said this.
If a single nuclear leak isn't considered serious, then if multiple power plants across the United States were to experience nuclear leaks, then...
The consequences are unimaginable!
"In addition, the Indian Point nuclear power plant in New York State... issued an automatic alarm signal four hours ago, and then there was no further activity."
Upon hearing the name "Indian Cape," Patrick's face drained of all color.
"Cape Indiana..."
If I remember correctly, that power station was only fifty kilometers away from downtown New York City, right?
However, no one answered him.
At this moment, everyone's face was filled with worry.
After a long pause, Harrison closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"Is there anything else?"
The correspondent hesitated for a moment:
"And... surviving officials and troops from various places are gathering in our direction."
Those confirmed so far include remnants of the Colorado governor's office, a National Guard unit from Kansas, and representatives from several county governments in Nebraska.
They were all heading towards Cheyenne Mountain.
How many people?
"Preliminary estimates... put the total at nearly three thousand people. But whether there will be more later is uncertain at this time."
Upon hearing this news, everyone felt a headache coming on.
Although they also really wanted to save people.
And three thousand people doesn't sound like many.
However, the Cheyenne Mountain base's material reserves were configured according to the existing standard of 12,000 people, so there wasn't much of a surplus to begin with.
If another three thousand people, or even more, flood in...
"How long can our food supply last?" Harrison asked.
Burns flipped through the documents in his hand:
"If we maintain the current staff size, it will take about forty days. If we add these people... twenty-five days at most."
Twenty-five days.
This number weighs heavily on everyone's mind.
Greg suddenly sat down and stopped pacing.
He stared at the signal light on the communication panel, which still showed no response, and remained silent for a long time.
Then, he said something that no one expected.
"...Continue sending call requests, under any conditions, we will allow it."
Upon hearing this, everyone instinctively looked at him.
Greg's expression was complicated, as if he had swallowed a fly, but he still forced himself to say it.
"Then send it again."
Monica glanced at him, without mocking him, simply nodded, and then signaled the communicator to resend the request.
The traffic light flashed again.
……
however,
Lin Fan, who was eager to get through to everyone, was in no hurry. He sat in a folding chair with his legs crossed, holding a bowl of instant noodles that his subordinates had found in Huaguo City. He didn't seem to care about Xia Yanshan's communication at all.
Just then, Mark, who had been watching the communicator the whole time, couldn't help but remind him.
"Boss, they sent it again."
"Hmm, how many times has this happened?"
"This is the fourth time."
"Um."
"Aren't you going to answer?"
Lin Fan finished the last bite of noodles, put down the bowl, wiped his mouth, and said, "What's the rush?"
mark:"……"
Ok!
You're in charge!
Lin Fan leaned back in his chair and let out a burp.
"The more anxious they are now, the worse the situation outside is. The worse it is, the stronger our bargaining chips become. Don't you understand this principle?"
Mark understood, of course, but he couldn't help but say, "But boss, what if they really can't hold on..."
"It's better if we can't hold on any longer." Lin Fan patted the flour off his hands. "If we can't hold on, we can just use what's readily available, it'll just be a bit more troublesome."
Upon hearing this, Mark shut up.
No wonder people say that every boss is ruthless.
At this moment, Lin Jianguo walked in from outside.
"You little rascal."
"Um?"
"The data team just sent over the latest reconnaissance report from the drones." Lin Jianguo handed over a document.
Lin Fan took it and flipped through it.
The above lists the current status of nuclear power plants within the United States that drones can detect.
Three reservoirs have been confirmed to have leaks, seven are suspected of being shut down, twelve are completely out of contact, and only a pitiful five can be confirmed to still be operating.
As for the rest, there is insufficient data to make a judgment.
Just then, Lin Jianguo's voice rang out again.
"You brat, if this continues, I'm afraid we'll..."
Before I could finish speaking, Lin Fan closed the file and tossed it onto the table.
Then he looked up at Mark and the other staff members present, and said:
"Mark, take them outside for a moment."