But, but …
Wei Wu looked up and thousands of lights shone in the center of the stage. The man who exuded majestic power in his gestures had already spoken.
Wei Wu, a senior official of the government, knew very well the process of the ceremony. He knew very early what the Fuehrer would say. After a short speech, he arrived at the last 30 seconds. At the Fuehrer’s meeting place, someone counted down together until the countdown returned to the Fuehrer’s meeting. Before the whole text, he announced the departure and pressed the button with great symbolic significance. At that time, the signal would be handed over to the migration control room, and the engineers would stick to their posts and monitor the data of the spacecraft in real time …
The Fuehrer won’t leave the stage until a picture of engineers sticking to different spacecraft is played on the big screen behind him. Theoretically, Wu Wei won’t have a chance to communicate with the Fuehrer until then, but obviously it will be too late by then.
"Hello, ladies and gentlemen, it’s a great honor to be on this stage today, and we all welcome this moment of great significance to all of us."
……
"The sailing time is coming. I firmly believe that we should unite and never give up the difficulties. It is time to stop our steps. Let’s meet this moment together!"
Wei Wu looked pale with big drops of sweat dripping from his forehead. Several people shouted out the countdown sound at the same time and rushed into Wei Wu’s ear, which made him feel a tingle and immediately woke up.
"Thirty!"
"Twenty-nine!"
"Twenty!"
The Fuehrer has put that huge red button in his palm.
Chapter four hundred and twelve
Wang Hao didn’t expect that when his colleagues worked overtime and worked tirelessly, they finally set off, and they obtained tangible data and evidence two hours before the deadline, they turned out to be Minister Wei Wu of the French Federation.
That burst of busy signals echoed in Wang Hao’s mind like a death warrant spell. In the live broadcast, the jubilant images sounded everywhere and cheered, which made Wang Hao’s heart sink more and more than the world in front of him was covered with a layer of black fog.
The huge countdown in the picture is shrinking, and Wang Hao keeps praying that it can be slowed down and slowed down so that he can try to connect with Wei Wu more often, but the number changes but no one will change. Wang Hao’s heart is almost desperate, and he has almost seen the hell ahead, but at this time the communication is connected.
There are still ten minutes left, but the current Fuehrer has been on the stage until the last thirty seconds countdown. The picture that Wang Hao expected did not appear. When the camera occasionally swept the audience, Wang Hao saw Minister Wei Wu sitting there indifferently, thinking like listening, but only did not get up to stop the Fuehrer.
"Thirty!"
"Twenty-nine!"
Wang Hao closed his eyes in despair, but just a moment later, Wang Hao suddenly heard some noise in the live broadcast.
In the corner of the picture, Wei Wu suddenly got up and walked straight to the stage. A young man with the appearance of a bodyguard immediately came to Wei Wu’s side, and then the two men walked side by side behind the scenes.
The picture only appeared for a moment, and then the camera switched from covering the whole stage to a close-up view of the head of state. But in just a few seconds, Wang Hao had seen the moment approaching Wei Wu, and it seemed that the bodyguard man reached out and squeezed Wei Wu’s wrist. Then Wei Wu was taken to the rest of the place without any resistance like a child.
Wei Wu was taken away, and the Fuehrer still watched the countdown with great interest. The audience shouted the shrinking number together, and everything was as usual. No one realized what had just happened except Wang Hao.
So Wang Hao knew it was over, and the last glimmer of hope was shattered.
At the moment when Wei Wu was caught by the Fuhrer’s bodyguard, his mind fell into chaos. When he finally failed to find a suitable communication method for the Fuhrer, he had reached the end. When he had to choose the most reckless and direct method, he was immediately stopped by the bodyguard.
These well-trained bodyguards in charge of personal protection will not allow unauthorized people to approach the Fuehrer, even if they are high-level government officials, but … time is running out.
At this moment, Wei Wu seems to have lost his ability to think, and he seems to have foreseen his tragic ending. Knowing and not reporting it led to the Fuehrer’s major misjudgment and heavy casualties. This responsibility is enough for him to be directly plunged into the quagmire and never turn over.
One step forward is a hero, and one step back is a sinner. The difference between the two sides is only ten seconds.
Wei Wu desperately forced himself to calm down and his thoughts were running at an unprecedented speed. Suddenly, he grabbed the bodyguard’s arm and said eagerly, "Give me your headset."
At this moment, the two men have entered the background, and no one else is watching. The bodyguards have also released the shackles on Wei Wu, but they are still carefully guarded against Wei Wu’s remaining actions. In the final processing, it is necessary for the security intelligence department to jointly evaluate Wei Wu’s mobile phone and project before finally drawing a conclusion.
However, Wei Wu reacted somewhat unexpectedly. After a short hesitation, the bodyguard said coldly, "I’m sorry, you don’t have this limit."
Wei Wu looked ferocious. He clutched the bodyguard’s arm tightly, almost gnashing his teeth. "Give it to me at once. This is our last chance. I have an emergency to report to the Fuehrer. I can’t delay for a moment! If you make a law to save the consequences, you will be responsible! "
The huge sound gathered by millions of people shouting at the same time outside clearly reached Wei Wu’s ear, but the frenzied excitement contained in that sound did not infect Wei Wu at all, but made him more and more anxious
Wei Wu, a senior government official, also has a certain understanding of the security arrangements of the Fuehrer. Any security department attending public activities will inevitably send many plainclothes to mix into the crowd at any time to deal with emergencies, and plainclothes plainclothes plainclothes plainclothes command departments are even connected with the Fuehrer in some special emergencies.
At present, this bodyguard must also have the ability to directly unite with the head of state. Of course, this is a theory. As far as Wu Wei knows, this has not happened since Shen Qingyuan.
The bodyguard frowned and said, "I need to ask the level for instructions."
This moment Wei Wu like an angry leopard crazy roared "can’t come now immediately! All responsibilities are borne by me! "
It seems to be aware that Wei Wu is urgent, or it will not pose a threat to the Fuehrer’s safety because it is just a joint head of state. After thinking for less than half a second, the bodyguard immediately pressed his wrist and said, "The headset is an implantable design method and handed it over to you so that you can hear the external voice, but I can relay your words. What’s the emergency you want to tell the Fuehrer?"
Wei Wu cried, "Tell the Fuehrer not to set sail! That will bring disaster to our culture! I will report the details to the head of state in person! "
The bodyguard immediately repeated these words in a low voice without any hesitation.
"I have relayed your words to the Fuehrer, knowing that if the choice is made, it is the Fuehrer’s need to judge. Now please cooperate with me and stay here for processing."
Wu Wei collapsed and sat in a seat, and the fat facial features seemed to shrink into a ball, where the ten million people outside shouted at the same time, and the countdown tone continued to enter Wei Wu’s ear. "Six! Five! Four! "
The countdown is coming to an end
The Fuehrer quietly gathered his whole body in the center of the stage, and the sight of a few tens of billions of people also gathered him. His face still smiled with confidence as if everything in heaven and earth were under control, and his palm still gently put that huge red button.
The bodyguard’s words have clearly entered his ears, and he has to make a choice in just a few seconds.
His every move is in people’s sight, and even a slight expression change will be interpreted by people in thousands of different ways. He knows that if he suddenly announces the suspension of sailing, it will not only make this sailing ceremony that he has prepared for a long time and greatly boost people’s morale become a laughing stock, but also seriously damage the government’s credibility.
However, the words of Wei Wu, the Minister of Health, stuck in his throat like a thorn. Shen Qingyuan also knows something about Wei Wu, knowing that although his ability is average, he will never be targeted at people. What he said must be justified and well-founded.
Setting sail will make the migration fleet put human culture at risk.
Failure to set sail will make this ceremony a laughing stock and lead to a series of serious consequences in society.
At this moment, Shen Qingyuan suddenly felt that the palm of his right hand became as stiff as a puppet, and he lifted it up and pressed it away by himself. It seemed to have been out of his control.
The countdown will not change people’s will, it will still change slowly, and the people’s shouts will become more and more fanatical.
Wang Hao watched the countdown get smaller and smaller, from ten to nine, and then to 654, and finally to one.
Return time is when the fleet sets sail.
Wang Hao was desperate and closed his eyes. In this moment, his mind flashed through the scenes he had just seen when he entered the Yuyun spacecraft.
The lifelines of the littered corpse passed away in pain and despair. A crew member once appeared in the video recording. At this moment, it seems that Wang Hao’s mind is constantly hovering and saying something.