The work manual said that he carried the machine on his back and ran quickly to the edge of Qinghai Lake.
The record in the workbook is as follows: My mind went blank at the time.
I don’t know if it was because I was scared and wanted to escape from this place quickly, or if I really wanted to call someone for help.
I don’t know how I came across the one or two kilometers distance at that time, and I still have fragmentary memories.
When I returned to the lake, my colleagues saw me in a panic and asked me what I was doing.
One of them followed me.
Just kidding, did I see a ghost?
I really wanted to say yes, but at that time it was the era of overthrowing all monsters and monsters, and this kind of thing was not a joke, so I was so depressed about the conversation about asking for help just now that I didn’t dare to tell them, and I suffered it in silence alone.
A lot of pressure.
And the conditions didn’t allow it.
We did have a phone in our office at that time, but you had to apply for a phone call.
When you applied, you had to explain why you were calling whomever you were calling, and you had to record everything in a notebook.
There are many reasons for this.
The first is the working relationship we are engaged in.
We signed a confidentiality agreement before joining the company and are not allowed to contact anyone from the outside world, so the monitoring of phone calls is very strict.
Second, domestic spies were rampant at that time.
Many of them were lurking in the country, and many of them had even infiltrated into top-secret units like ours.
When I returned to the temporary camp that day, I tossed and turned all night.
Da Zhuang, who slept in the same room as me, asked me what was wrong and why I couldn't sleep.
He said that my whole look had been wrong since the afternoon.
This matter weighed so heavily on my heart that I almost collapsed.
I have been a people's teacher for nearly twenty years, teaching and educating people.
I want my students to behave in a responsible manner, to respect the old and love the young, and to be honest and trustworthy.
Then I I should keep my promise with Zeng Jiahui.
Gritting my teeth, I told Da Zhuang what happened in the afternoon, which scared Da Zhuang.
And he knows that I was a people's teacher before I came here, so he won't lie.
After the two of us put it together, we decided to tell the director about this matter, so we knocked on the door of the director's dormitory in the middle of the night.
When I once again told the director everything I had experienced, the director looked at us with a blank and serious expression.
I expected that the director would scold us with an atheistic tone.
We will even be criticized and punished.
But no, the old director just rolled up a cigarette and smoked it hard.
After smoking it, he put on his clothes and took us to the nearby People's Commune, because there was a telephone in the commune.
I have to say that the director has quite a lot of power and face.
I called the institute where Zeng Jiahui works based on the phone number I wrote down.
I thought no one would answer the call in the middle of the night, but after the phone rang a few times, the other party picked up the phone.
The person who answered the phone was the director Zeng Jiahui.
He lived in the house and the phone was nearby.
The director's speech art is still very good, and he is very sophisticated.
He did not tell all about Zeng Jiahui in one go like me.
Instead, he got straight to the point and told his identity.
There is not much contact between them, but it is easier to communicate when talking.
If the subordinates are talking to the superiors, there is always a humble, complimentary and cautious attitude, but if they are equal, at least they are respectful and polite to each other.
The old man who was looking at the phone was nearby.
The director said that he had some secret things to report and asked if he could avoid it.
The old man was a little reluctant and said that all phone calls need to be recorded.
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Then he didn't want to, and we had no choice but to let him stay on the side.
The director said into the phone: "It's like this.
It's really presumptuous to call you late at night, but if this matter is true, it is a matter of life and death."
I couldn't hear what the other person said, but the director continued: "We are all engaged in scientific research, geographical exploration, mineral exploration, and we all believe in the existence of magnetic fields, so I'll ask first.
You, do you have a member named Zeng Jiahui in your institute who is currently on a mission in Lop Nur?"
After the director asked, his face was extremely solemn.
After waiting for a while, not knowing what the other party said, the director replied: "I know this is a top-secret mission.
It is understandable that you cannot disclose it, but before communicating with you, , I have already talked about the magnetic field first.
I am now in Qinghai and you are in Xinjiang.
Through the magnetic field, we received a request for help from your member.
He said that he was lost and had been walking for a day and a night without water or food.
He is leaning on a large stone.
The shape of the stone is very much like a galloping horse.
I ask you to rescue him quickly.
If you are late, the consequences may be disastrous.
Of course, if you believe it, please contact the person who is currently performing the task.
Colleague, if you don’t believe it, just think it’s a story.
Well, we’ll still be here for the time being.
If you need anything, just call the commune and ask the director of the Qinghai Institute of Geology.”
Then I hung up the phone.
After hanging up the phone, I felt relieved.
The director looked at me solemnly and said, "Zeng Jiahui really exists.
And after the call was connected, I felt that this matter was true.
This matter This matter is highly confidential, please keep it secret.”
"Yeah."
We nodded.
The old man also nodded, and then asked the director with a confused look: "What is a magnetic field?"
The faces of the three of us were all distorted.
This old man was too dedicated.
The director pushed up his glasses and said seriously: "I won't be able to explain this to you for a while.
You can understand it as something like a telegram." ” "Oh oh oh, don't I understand what you said about the telegram?"
The old man looked like he understood.
"Keep it secret, remember to keep it secret."
The director kept reminding the old man to keep it secret.
The old man vowed to agree.
The director of Zeng Jiahui's research institute must have believed this and took action that night.
However, the conditions at that time were very difficult, and the search and rescue was even more difficult, not to mention the place in Lop Nur.
In the next few days, I was always with Da Zhuang when I went to work during the day.
The two of us would not be afraid if we were together.
Then I was also looking forward to it, hoping that Zeng Jiahui would talk to me through the air again and let Da Zhuang listen.
Prove that I didn't lie to him.
But it didn't show up again for half a month.
But half a month later, we received a call from their director, saying that Zeng Jiahui's body had been found, and their director thanked us.
Then our director asked if when he found it, it was really leaning on a big stone, which looked like a galloping horse.
Their director said that his body was less than 300 meters away from the rock at that time.
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He apparently finished talking to me and asked for help, and then struggled to get up and try to find a way out, but he just fell down. s: I went to take the subject three exam during the day and came back very late, so I only typed out one update.
This update will be at 0 o'clock.
Everyone will go to bed after reading it.
No need to wait.
The second update will be at 12 noon.
The third update is at 8pm.
There is no missing update, but the time has been changed.
I hope everyone can understand
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