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Main Text Chapter 51: Responsibility lies with Wang Ning

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    Zhao Bowen's heart sank slowly, into the abdominal cavity, into the large intestine, into the bladder, down the stairs, into the ground.

    A group of people sat silently in the living room, and the channel was also silent. The whole team stayed up with bg4msr all night, and the command did not confirm the mission failed until the sun rose in the morning¡ªno one wants to face this fact, but the fact is that things like this  , Whether you look at it or not, it is there, it is like a mirror reflecting the luck in people's hearts, from the beginning of the Dongfanghong project until now, everyone is lucky, the fireworks are successful, and the second general is also successful  , then there is no reason for Ms. Qiu not to be successful¡ªbut what reason can there be?

    Go back and look up the three laws of slow time travel. This world will prevent anyone from escaping from the big filter. Staying away from the earth is the safest way, but it is not a 100% successful solution.

    Even ordinary space missions have a probability of failure, let alone a spaceship that spans 20 years, any link may go wrong. Once the spaceship fails, it will turn into scrap iron and float on a track with nowhere to go.  The iron, ruthless and harsh facts lifted the fig leaf of everyone's self-deception. It wasn't until the dust settled that people realized that no one was sure at all, but everyone was pretending to be confident.

    The entire project team went back to zero, leaving Lao Zhao sitting on the sofa gnawing an apple, his heart beating and his hands shaking, and his forehead was sweating coldly.

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    He lost a nuclear bomb.

    Fuck.  .

    A normal person should have a myocardial infarction at this time. Zhao Bowen hopes that his heart will also be infarcted for some face. Anyway, the ambulance will arrive downstairs in three minutes after dialing 120. He would rather be admitted to the hospital and put on a ventilator as an unconscious patient.  No. When I wake up, someone may stand in front of the hospital bed and say to myself seriously: Comrade Zhao Bowen, the crisis has been completely resolved, and your task has been completed!

    "Fuck me"

    Zhao Bowen said while pulling his hair tightly.

    Now no one knows where the nuclear bomb is. It may be lost on any track at any point in time, and there is no possibility of finding it back.

    "The responsibility lies with me." Wang Ning said.

    The others were taken aback.

    "When I was burning incense in Qixia Temple, I only cared about letting the Buddha bless the rocket to launch successfully." Wang Ning sighed, "I forgot to bless the spacecraft to return successfully."

    "Then you really deserve to die." Bai Zhen said, "Execute yourself to thank the party and the people."

    "Phone!" The phone on the coffee table was vibrating, and Wang Ning threw it in front of Zhao Bowen, "What should I do next? Is it possible to find it?"

    "Impossible." Bai Zhen said, "The first key to escape the big filter is that it cannot be interfered by humans. After the spacecraft entered orbit, it cut off all contact with the ground, and no one can find it."

    "But we know its orbit." Wang Ning said, "Urgently send a spaceship to chase after it, can it be recovered?"

    "Do you think it's Star Wars?" Bai Zhen rolled his eyes, "Has this kind of thing ever been done in human history? Take a step back, assuming you can really recover it, then you will become the reason for the failure of the mission."

    "Hold."

    "Old Zhao! That"

    Bai Zhen turned his head and was about to say something, but was pushed away by Zhao Bowen.

    Old Zhao pushed them away, walked out without a word, went downstairs, his body was swaying, his head was drooping and his back was bent, as if he was about to fall on the ground in the next moment.

    Bai Zhen hesitated to speak.

    "Old Zhaoyou are lying!"

    Sure enough, he fell down, Zhao Bowen stepped on the ground, slid down with his buttocks, bouncing bouncing to the corner downstairs.

    Bai Zhen and Wang Ning rushed forward.

    They frantically helped Old Zhao up, but the latter didn't respond at all. He just frowned, pursed his lips, adjusted his tortoise-shell glasses on the bridge of his nose, glanced coldly at the two old men, and then went  went downstairs.

    The two old guys stood there at a loss. They saw resentment in Zhao Bowen's eyes. What is he resenting?  Resentment that the team is too incompetent, resentment that the spaceship is unreliable, or resentment that there is no way out in this world?

    But no matter what he was resenting, the facts had already been cast, and the two old friends knew very well that Zhao Bowen was just breaking the pot to vent his emotions, and there was nothing he could do.

    Such a huge plan mobilized unimaginable manpower and material resources, but in the end it still fell short.

    Old Zhao was defeated.

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    Zhao Bowen went to the place where he often sat and smoked at the door of the unit on the ground floor, and found that someone had already stepped in first.Occupy the magpie's nest.

    It is poplar and forsythia.

    The two sat there side by side, motionless.

    "Let it go."

    Old Zhao squeezed in and sat between the two of them.

    His ass was dusty and his trousers were worn out, so he didn't care. He took out a cigarette and a lighter from his coat pocket, lit it and stuffed it in his mouth.

    "Director, smoking is harmful to your health." Forsythia reminded.

    "It's not a few years to live well, so it's harmful if it's harmful." Zhao Bowen smoked a cigarette, "What are you sitting here for?"

    "Discuss whether there is any way to save it." Bai Yang said.

    "Just you two?" Old Zhao sneered, a little contemptuously.

    "Isn't there you now?" Lian Qiao said, "Director, does the headquarters have a backup plan?"

    "Yes, there is one more rocket, one more spacecraft, theoretically there is another chance." Zhao Bowen replied, "As long as we can wait two months, until the second nuclear bomb is ready."

    Waiting for another two months, it really is a theoretical opportunity.

    No one knows whether bg4msr can persist for two months under the threat of big eyes. Everyone is not optimistic. The longer the time drags on, the more unfavorable it is for me.

    "Uncle Zhao, why don't you dig again?" Bai Yang said, "This country is so big, maybe there are secret weapons hidden somewhere, there are some peerless masters hidden, and there is still a lot of power that has not been exerted.  come out¡­¡­"

    "No more." Zhao Bowen interrupted him impatiently, "Where else can I dig? If I dig again, I will dig through the center of the earth. There are more than one billion people in China, but you are the top person in a field."  Two slaps are so many, it may be less than five fingers that can help, I have already dug what I can dig, and I still dig, do you want me to go to the Five Elements Mountain to dig grandson monkeys to help?"

    He is so annoying.

    Why are these people asking these stupid questions?  Why are these people always delusional that there will always be a solution?  Why do these people always think that everything can be redeemed?  If there is a perfect solution for everything and a happy ending for everyone, then how can there be so many misfortunes and disasters in human history?  God fucking died in the gutter a long time ago, it's useless to pray to God, it's not going to work, it's not going to work, it's dead, it's dead, can you fucking understand you idiots!

    He shouldn't have taken over this mess. If the world is destroyed, it will be destroyed. The sooner it will be destroyed, the sooner it will be cleaned up. Everyone will turn into orange juice to see Ayanami Rei.

    Old Zhao smoked sullenly.

    He was pretty hysterical when he broke down.

    "It's too early to say that the mission failed." Lian Qiao said, "It may just be late, maybe the spaceship will come this evening?"

    "There is a possibility." Zhao Bowen looked like a zombie, "But technically speaking, it will either arrive on time, or it will never arrive."

    "I believe it will come back." Forsythia said seriously.

    "Yes." Zhao Bowen said coldly, and at the same time said the second half of the sentence in his heart:

    You are such a fool
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