dkrc Chapter 533 Lao Zhao’S Thanks
Chapter 533 Lao Zhao’S Thanks
It's not fire, it's water attack.
The soldiers raised their spray guns, and brilliant water mist sprayed out. It was obviously some kind of insecticide. Mosquitoes flying in the air fell collectively, and soon spread a thick layer on the ground, squirming endlessly.
After spraying for several minutes, the air was completely clean and not a single flying insect could be seen. The metal door on the mountain wall finally opened slowly.
The soldier outside made a gesture, and Song He opened the door and jumped out. There was a clicking sound under his feet, which sounded a little crispy. It was the sound of the thick carpet of insect corpses being trampled to pieces.
Entering the door, there are several gauze curtains in succession, and finally a brightly lit corridor appears in front of you.
Song He sighed, another secret base!
When I was a child, I felt that secret bases like this were very mysterious and I would never have the chance to visit them. Unexpectedly, I now come to places like this every once in a while. It seems that the organization really trusts me and doesn't treat me like an outsider.
The secret bases we visited the first two times were mainly focused on scientific research projects, and we could see a large group of researchers.
This time it was obviously a military base. Many soldiers were coming and going in the distance, their footsteps clicking. Occasionally, a face turned to look at him, with an expressionless face, sharp eyes, and a chilling air in the air!
On the way here, he also felt that there were some ghosts in the deep mountains and wild mountains. Once inside, the ghosts suddenly disappeared and were replaced by a sense of righteousness. When Satan came, he had to stand at attention and shout reports, and when Sadako came, he had to learn to repeat Square quilt!
The driver opened the curtain, followed, and handed a card to Song He.
"Keep it safe. Your temporary dormitory card is in room 107 on the far east side. Someone may check your identity. Just show this card." The driver said, "Mr. Zhao is waiting for you. Follow me."
Song He put the key card in his pocket and followed the driver obediently.
This place was bigger than expected. I turned left and right and walked a long way, but there was still no end in sight.
Finally, the driver stopped in front of a datewood door and knocked twice sharply, "Report! The people are here!"
"Please come in!" Lao Zhao's voice sounded from inside, full of energy.
Song He pushed the door open and said, "Report!"
The scene in the room was unexpected. Documents were piled all over the floor. The bulging yellow document packets were stacked like flood control sandbags. There were countless documents posted on the walls, nailed together with thin red threads running between the nails. , hundreds of intricate red lines, like a wall of clues used by detectives to solve crimes in movies.
But it's strange. All the papers on the wall don't have a word on them, they're all blank!
There were several packets of document bags in the corner that were broken open, revealing the document papers inside, which were all blank!
This scene is quite strange, comparable to the wordless scripture in Journey to the West. Could it be that this place is the warehouse of a paper mill? But why should white paper be nailed up in categories on the wall?
Song He took a closer look and suddenly realized that the Braille paper had tiny raised holes on it. Every piece of white paper was actually filled with writing, but only the blind could read it.
Lao Zhao sat at the small table in the corner, wearing a light green shirt and trousers, and burst into laughter, "You are not a soldier, why are you shouting a report? Don't be restrained, there are drinks and snacks on the coffee table, eat whatever you want, treat it as your own home."
"Okay!" Song He smiled and relaxed.
The two of them have been friends for many years. Although they don't meet often, their relationship is like old friends for many years. This is probably the legendary friendship that lasted forever.
Song He bypassed the document bag on the floor, took a plate of cherries from the coffee table, placed it on Lao Zhao's small table, and sat at the table to nibble on the cherries.
"Speaking of Xiao Song, when will my surgery be scheduled?" Lao Zhao raised his face and asked with an expectant look on his face.
His eyeballs were still fake, staring into the void, lifeless.
"Definitely not this summer." Song He shook his head.
Lao Zhao frowned in disappointment, "Isn't it already in clinical trials?"
"Can't we use you as a guinea pig?" Song He said with a smile, "This is no joke. There is a chance of failure in the operation. We just performed the first batch of blind operations in the past two days, and the gauze has not been removed yet. Wait until the technology matures Then we will arrange the surgery for you, one step at a time!"
Lao Zhao sighed and smiled bitterly, "The feeling of waiting is really uncomfortable! I wish someone would knock me out with a stick. I would be in coma for a few months, and then I would wake up after the surgery to restore my sight. I would be able to see the sun as soon as I open my eyes."
"Good things come in a long way! What are you busy with in your office?" Song He was curious and changed the subject, "I think it's a bit too much. You are already blind, and you are still printing Braille documents for you to work on?"
"I asked for it. I don't work but just lie down. I feel uncomfortable all over. Why don't I find some work." Lao Zhao said, "It's not academic work, it's all intelligence work. It's very interesting to do."
"Intelligence work?" Song He was stunned, "What aspect?"
"It's a mess, covering everything, mainly in the military field." Old Zhao touched a piece of paper on the table and scratched it with his hand, "For example, this one, from the 109th Military Intelligence Battalion of Joint Base Lewis-McChord , the content is some weapon system data on the amphibious assault ship Essex, and I am responsible for verifying some material science things to see if they are true or false."
Song He's mouth opened wide, "Awesome! But does it really matter if you tell my child such secrets?"
"I won't tell you the specific content." Old Zhao smiled, "It doesn't matter if you know a little, because you are reliable, so you can come here. And you may have to do this kind of work in the future, so it's good to get familiar with it early. .”
"Me?" Song He was surprised, "Would I do this kind of job?"
"For example, ordinary soldiers cannot understand some high-precision weapons information. They can only find trustworthy experts and scholars to analyze the technical parameters inside. If you have worked for the army, they will definitely come to you when they need you." Lao Zhao explained, "You are an excellent biologist, mathematician and explosives expert. You have no shirk in your duties, Comrade Xiao Song!"
"Okay, I'm very happy to do this kind of part-time job!" Song He suddenly realized it, and his expression was happy, "In a big way, I will contribute to the country, but in a small way, I will take advantage of the international market!"
"Last time you made robotic arms and legs, I transferred a scientific research fund to you as a thank you." Old Zhao changed the topic and put on a serious tone, "My scientific research funds for this year have not been approved yet. , you made artificial vision again, I can’t give you money as a thank you.”
"Hi!" Song He waved his hand nonchalantly, "Thank you for this plate of cherries! It's delicious!"
"No, I have prepared another thank you for you." Lao Zhao said, "Let me ask first, do you have strong mental endurance?"
Song He was delighted, "Old Zhao, you look down on others. I'm more or less a rich man. Ordinary thanks won't scare me!"
"My gratitude may be a little different from what you think." Old Zhao smiled, but the atmosphere in the room quietly changed with his smile, "Have you ever seen a dead person?"