The riot occurred at night.
Although in the shelter where the sun cannot shine, the concept of night does not exist.
Less than five hours after security forces forcibly dispersed residents of the industrial area, the shelter's containment cells were filled with protesters.
No one can bear to sleep with a sharp knife hanging above their head that may fall at any time. Those vents that no one had paid attention to in twenty years were now filled with black muzzles.
The muzzle that is ingrained in people's hearts.
It turns out that when everyone can't stand the same problem, people become braver than they think.
The security force has no more than a hundred people in total, the surveillance force is very limited, and most of the soldiers were born in the shelter. They have no sense of belonging to AC, and they miss the amiable old director more than the inhumane Han Junhua. They not only sympathized with those residents who were fighting, but even held a supportive attitude.
This kind of sympathy that goes beyond discipline is impossible in AC's army, but they are not an army after all.
The residents' council was established again, and although it did not have the authority to shelter the shelter terminal, it was supported by all residents. Under the leadership of former parliamentarian Wu Yaguo, a platform of action was spread word of mouth among survivors in the name of justice.
Overthrow the dictatorship in one hour! Use 1 hour to renegotiate!
This plan began to be brewed among a small number of people when the rumors began to spread. However, Han Junhua knew nothing about what happened among the people.
External worries have been settled.
Eradicate internal troubles in one fell swoop!
First, the Shattered Sword!
A sudden failure of the power system triggered an emergency mechanism to replace the backup power source. Although the power outage caused by the power switch only lasted ten minutes, these ten minutes were enough for a lot of things to happen.
The entire shelter was plunged into sudden darkness.
The elevator was stuck underground, completely cutting off the communication between the underground and the surface. The power engine of the shelter gate was destroyed by maintenance workers, preventing Han Junhua from closing the gate. Following the defection of some security forces, all residents retreated into the halls of the shelter. In this way, even if the power is restored ten minutes later. Han Junhua put sleeping gas in the entire shelter, but it didn't help.
The sword hanging above everyone's heads has been completely removed.
Next, comes punishment!
80% of the security forces chose to side with the Provisional Parliament. 20% of the former AC security forces pledged their loyalty to the cause. A fierce gun battle broke out on the main thoroughfare of the shelter, and the two sides advanced towards the office of the shelter director.
The residents first occupied the arsenal and then liberated the solitary confinement chamber. Like the storming of the Bastille, the united inhabitants liberated the suppressed warriors. The warriors cheered and began to arm themselves with the distributed weapons.
More than two hundred gas masks. Residents armed with automatic rifles joined the fight. The balance of victory hit hard on the side of all residents of the shelter.
Tian Feng led the last ten soldiers to resist fiercely. They were the first batch of soldiers to enter the shelter. Twenty years ago they were a group of young men who had just joined the army, and now they have reached the age of retirement. They had prepared for the worst, such as facing NATO soldiers who invaded the shelter.
However, they never imagined that at the last moment of their mission, they would face the residents they were guarding.
The feeling of fratricide is suffocating.
Tian Feng pulled the trigger desperately, trying not to think about the names of those faces.
But he couldn't do it.
In the scope, he saw his neighbor's child, and he remembered that the young man once said: he wanted to be a botanist. Wait until the day when the shelter opens, and see how tenaciously the grass growing on the radioactive soil is living.
However, he was already dead, lying in a pool of blood that had not yet cooled down.
And him, and him, and even her...
"Ah!"
Finally, someone could no longer stand the mental torture. A soldier rushed out of the bunker and fired wildly with a rifle.
"Damn it! Come back!" However, Tian Feng failed to hold him back and watched helplessly as the comrade was shot with several bloody holes by the mob's bullets.
he died. But there was no pain on the face.
A punch hit the wall of the bunker hard. Tian Feng gasped and his chest heaved violently.
"Damn it! Cough, cough!" A mouthful of spit mixed with blood splashed onto the wall.
He didn't know who to curse. I don’t know who deserves to be cursed.
The cacophony of bullets drowned out all sounds.
At this moment, everyone is mute.
... ...
In the director's office, through the bulletproof glass, Han Junhua looked silently at the war that was so close at hand.
too weak.
It can't even be called a small-scale regional conflict.
Before the war, she had commanded an airborne mechanical brigade and suppressed a riot planned by NATO on the AC border. The Prowler's crushing flesh. She had seen hell that was far more brutal than this one countless times.
But for some reason, she felt a little heartache at this moment.
Academician Qin stood beside her, staring out the window in silence as well.
At this moment, the trembling figure formed a sharp contrast with the young figure.
Just like a father and his daughter.
After a long time, Han Junhua asked, "Aren't you going to stand with the people?"
Academician Qin shook his head, "I stand on the side of truth."
"Really?" Han Junhua looked at the frail old man with some surprise.
"Because the truth is often the most difficult for people to accept, and those who pursue the truth are often lonely."
"That's really regrettable." Han Junhua looked out the window silently.
The sparks of the warhead jumped between the cold steel and flickered in the center of a pair of angry pupils. The soldiers who remained loyal to her were losing ground, and as far as supplies were concerned, they were running low.
"Human nature is a burden to survival, but without this burden, civilization would not have been born."
"You want to say, am I wrong?" Han Junhua said calmly.
"You're not wrong, but you're not right."
True, but incorrect? Han Junhua chewed this sentence over and over in her heart, although she knew that there was little point in thinking about this issue now.
After being silent for a long time, Han Junhua asked. "Actually, you knew this would be the result from the beginning, right?"
He is always more taciturn than anyone else, but he always sees things more clearly than anyone else.
She doubted it.
Academician Qin did not deny it, but the smile on his face was a little bitter.
"Yeah. I don't deny it."
"Why?" Han Junhua didn't look at him, but continued to ask in a voice without any emotion.
"I thought you had discovered it a long time ago." Academician Qin sighed.
Han Junhua waited for the old man's next words, but found that he had stopped speaking.
"Even at the last moment, can't you tell me the reason?" Han Junhua asked.
Academician Qin just responded to her with silence.
"I have been thinking about a question for a long time. Is the candidate for the director of the shelter carefully considered?"
"You can think so." Academician Qin said softly.
"I used the supercomputer of the shelter to re-establish a mathematical model of the population growth curve and energy consumption rate, but the results surprised me... From the beginning, the energy of the shelter was not enough. Yes, right?"
Academician Qin did not answer.
But at this time, silence is often equivalent to acquiescence.
Seeing the expression on Han Junhua's face, he knew that she had vaguely guessed it.
After a long time, Academician Qin sighed and said softly.
"Can't you carry out your mission to the end?"
There was a hint of pleading in that voice.
"Okay." Han Junhua replied calmly.
Academician Qin asked in surprise.
"Aren't you afraid?"
Han Junhua shook his head.
"It's just death."
Outside the window, Tian Feng had fallen.
He held one hand against the wall. Blood dripped down his sleeves.
Struggling, he raised the pistol and aimed it with his left eye, which was blinded by blood.
Perhaps the magazine was empty, but the black muzzle did not emit flame for a long time.
At this time, a mob rushed in front of him, brandished a fire ax, and severely chopped off his head. Blood dripped down the ax blade, and the "hero" enjoyed the cheers and hugs of the crowd.
He held up his powerful arm and the bloody battle ax like the torch of the Statue of Liberty.
Through bulletproof glass. Han Junhua watched this last scene quietly.
She noticed that the man holding the battle ax was grinning ferociously at her.
It's like the smile of the Statue of Liberty.
Human nature is a burden to survival, but without this burden, civilization would not have been born. But the birth of civilization. It will be accompanied by bloody brutality.
She seemed to understand something, but in the face of the survival of the entire civilization, one person's understanding cannot change anything.
"At the end of the mission, can I ask you one last question?" Han Junhua said expressionlessly while looking at him.
Academician Qin was silent.
"Then I'll take it as your acquiescence." Han Junhua continued.
Walking to the window, her hand gently touched the bulletproof glass. The ax blade struck the glass violently. It hit the spot where her finger touched lightly as if to demonstrate.
Feeling the trembling like cicada wings coming from her fingertips, she asked slowly.
"Is the glass of this window built according to laboratory standards?"
"Yes."
Although there were only two words, it made Han Junhua's cold heart feel a little comfort.
The mob outside the window saw that they could not open the office door, so they brought in a welding gun. From the crowd, she saw Wu Yaguo's face and the bruises on his face.
"If you release gas at this time, there is a certain chance that the people outside the door will be killed." Academician Qin suddenly said.
"Is this part of the experiment?" Han Junhua asked.
Academician Qin stopped talking and just gave her the final choice.
It was like a pale laboratory report placed in front of her.
Sample: Will a sane dictator madly choose to die with everyone at the last moment when he is overthrown
Closing his eyes, Han Junhua thought seriously for a moment.
"I won't do it."
Experiment result: No.
"Yes." Academician Qin nodded, with a relieved smile on his face.
At the end of this smile.
The door collapsed. (.)