I said before that the power grid was paralyzed, and the power grid was really paralyzed. Of course, this is not considered as toxic. This is also enough to be vigilant. It is not wrong to analyze it in advance.

But if you talk about it again, there will be casualties among workers, don't do it...

"Don't do it" no one will listen, but if the workers are killed or injured later...

Zhang Yifu is really a sarcastic word, and no one will thank him for his foresight.

"I'll go to the bathroom." Zhang Yifu couldn't sit still.

"Yes." Lin Lizheng took out half a pack of cigarettes and handed them to Zhang Yifu, "You can smoke in the corridor outside."

"Thank you." Zhang Yifu took the cigarette and left the dispatch room.

You can't wait like this, at least you have to do something.

If someone had to sacrifice to make everyone realize how terrible this matter was, Zhang Yifu couldn't stop it.

At least in the future, resources will be invested in ice melting technology, which will improve the design standards for tower ice covering. At least in the future, there will be more clear safety regulations. After a certain degree of ice covering, tower climbing is prohibited!

Zhang Yifu was powerless to stop these things, so he could only pray.

All he can do is to do his best.

Instead of smoking, he took the elevator all the way to the office of Information Automation and found Zheng Daoxing.

Without time to say hello and greet, Zhang Yifu's purpose was clear and asked Zheng Daoxing to find him a private place to call.

Zheng Daoxing was also a pleasure person. Without asking any more questions, he found an idle office for Zhang Yifu, equipped with a telephone, and then went out consciously and waited outside.

Zhang Yifu picked up the phone, sighed and dialed a number.

In fact, there is a person in this world who is more angry than Zhang Yifu and more extreme than Zhang Yifu. Although Zhang Yifu is not very familiar with him, he can be called a comrade-in-arms who share weal and woe.

Only he can do it, dare to do it, and can really do it.

...

In western Shanxi, the rain and snow gradually slowed down.

The emergency repair workers were divided into four groups, led by four leaders to go to four ice-covered routes.

The most important one of them was the one who came to the army. He watched the three workers climb up the tower step by step in the strong wind, swung their hammers, and smashed them down at the icicles that were about the thickness of the cement pipe.

The entire tower was shaking, making a painful cry.

The soldiers looked up nervously.

Is this really useful?

But if this is not the case, what can it do?

The tragedy of steel became more and more intense, making people tremble.

The soldiers looked up at the tower and suddenly felt that the position in the center of the tower seemed to be slowly twisting and distorting.

He rubbed his eyes, it must be an hallucination and was tired.

A young worker next to him suddenly said, "The tower, is it crooked?"

The few people standing below felt a chill and realized that this was not an illusion.

It seemed that the soldiers were suddenly given a shot of pepper water, and they suddenly jumped up and shouted with all their strength: "Come down!!! Come down!!! Come down!!!"

However, the wind was too loud. The workers were struggling to hit the thick popsicles again and again at a high altitude, and they could not hear it at all.

"Come down!!! Come down!!! Come down!!!" Congbing rushed around the people. "You shout too! Scream loudly!!!"

"Down!!!Come down!"

Several people yelled together, and the resonant sound finally had some effect and reached the workers' ears.

One of the workers froze for a moment, looked down at several people, and realized something was wrong: "What did you say?"

Almost at the same time, the sound of steel tearing suddenly pierced everyone's eardrums, and the huge steel giant finally got tired and gave up.

Unlike the situation where a big tree is cut off, the breaking of the tower only occurs in the flash.

The steel on the base of the tower broke and twisted in an instant, cracking into a mess, and the entire tower fell head-on towards the ground like a newly dead giant.

There is no exclamation, only silence, the unique silence in the wind and snow.

The man and the tower smashed into the snow and disappeared.

The soldiers also sat on the snow.

...

More than ten minutes later, Bagan received a call from Congbing.

The tower collapsed, one died and two injured. A worker died on the spot and two seriously injured were sent to the hospital for emergency treatment.

Before Bagan could finish listening to the phone, she sat on the chair.

The two on the phone were speechless for a long time.

Bagan had excellent psychological quality and asked as steadily as possible: "Who else have you reported this?"

"I'm just reporting to you."

"How many people are on the scene?"

“Five or six?”

"Shut your mouth and don't spread it."

"How to block... They are all coworkers in the same team..." Congbing could hardly suppress his feelings anymore, "How to explain... How to block..."

"Stay calm, don't collapse. It's not a big deal. How many people don't die every year?"

"No...no..." Congbing shook his head vigorously, and he almost collapsed. "I'll give you an emergency notice now. Let's stop the other teams first."

"..." Bagan pondered for a moment and said in an extremely cruel voice.

“Can’t stop.”

Congbing felt his whole body shivering. He was beaten from his heart. If he was bastard, he would be even colder than the snow outside.

"Let me tell you clearly. I have seen a lot of things and know what will happen later." Bagan's mind quickly turned. No one could surpass him at this time. "Look, now that one person dies, the other teams will be withdrawn. What will happen afterwards?"

"I don't know...but it's better than another casualty..."

"No, no." Bagan said firmly, "Now the team is closed, there is no emergency repair effect, only casualties. When analyzing it later, we will say that our leader is wrong in command, which will kill comrades in vain."

"Isn't that the case?"

"It's not like that." Bagan sighed, "You have to think clearly about what 'succession' means, what 'sacrificial' means, what is a victim, and what is a martyr."

The soldiers thought for a moment and started to tremble.

this……

Not a human.

Baba fuck you. It's not a human being!!

If a person dies, the meaningless death is called death, and the meaningful death is called sacrifice.

If one dies, it will be called the dead worker.

If a group of people die, they are called Baodian Martyrs.

Because too many deaths have occurred, the huge power department dares not take this responsibility or face this matter faced.

So they cannot be killed, they must be martyrs.

Bagan!! You beast!

"Impossible... I want to stop!"

The little bit of conscience and a little bit of human nature in the end of the army told him that it cannot be like this, it cannot be like this. I am not like this. I have a wife, children, and my daughter's father cannot be like this, and my mother's son cannot be like this! This is Fascis... No, this is something even more terrifying than Fascis!!

"Job!" Bagan shouted at the phone, "A worker died and now he was withdrawn. You will have no chance to turn over. I don't want to die, but I have no choice. If you want to die, you must make some results first, play some role and die. Now stop, you will just slap yourself!"

"Just tick it! That's all human life!" Congbing was already snot and tears, "Stop it. Why do I explain to my people? A person has already died there, and you will continue to die??"

"As a soldier! To make up for the merits, you must make up for some results!!"

"I don't want to make a contribution!"

"How did you turn it over?"

"Bagan." The conscript almost bit his lips and bleeded. He could no longer avoid the right and wrong. "Man is doing it, God is watching."

The phone hangs up.

"Damn it!!!" Bagan angrily smashed the receiver to the wall, and the entire phone was smashed out.

This was not enough, so he smashed everything on the entire table.

Crackling...

Crackling...

Finally he sat at the table, holding his head with his hands.
To be continued...