District 9

After Meng Xi worked twice, he realized that the place where he laid the circuits and dug the inlay slots was in the No. 2 work area, and the place where He Dachuan and He Qiang dug the tunnel was in the No. 3 work area.

The two places are quite far apart, and there are two iron gates in the middle. Workers going to Area 3 usually go in by rail car.

It is obvious that the above-mentioned supervisors divided the area in such a way. Firstly, they can construct multiple points at the same time and quickly build this very large base. Secondly, they also want to prevent workers from gathering together to facilitate management.

On the way to work these two times, Meng Xi noticed that there were about five to six hundred workers in Area 2 alone, scattered at various scattered construction sites, digging tunnels. There are several large platforms like the one he is on, and many of them are nearing completion.

While working, Meng Xi discovered that workers were relatively free when working, because there were many dangerous places that the guarding officers were not allowed to enter. For example, if you dig a mosaic groove in the wall, the other party can only monitor it inside the glass cover, and it is impossible to hang it out together. Therefore, if you want to escape, you can only find an opportunity in the mountain work area, and it is impossible to do it in the dormitory.

Thinking about it all the way, Meng Xi and three other workers with special skills were led by officers to the direction of the big platform.

"Boom!"

Just when everyone was halfway there, a deafening sound suddenly came from a tunnel on the left, like an explosion or the sound of countless gravel hitting the ground.

Meng Xi, who was thinking about something, suddenly raised his head and looked to the front.

"It collapsed, it collapsed!"

"Someone is trapped, come and help!"

"hurry up!"

"...!"

Noisy shouts could be heard in the tunnel on the left. Several soldiers escorting Meng Xi hesitated briefly, and first ordered Meng Xi and others to follow them, and then rushed into the tunnel on the left.

After the group of people walked forward for about three to four hundred meters, they saw more than twenty workers and five officers holding lighting equipment to shine into a dusty lower tunnel.

"Squat down, squat down!"

When the soldiers guarding Meng Xi and others arrived, they immediately raised their guns, pointed at the workers and shouted.

"You guys squat down too!" The officer in the tunnel pointed at Meng Xi and others and shouted.

Everyone looked at each other and could only squat against the tunnel wall and put their hands on their heads.

"What's going on?" The officer guarding Meng Xi asked his comrades guarding here.

"The lower tunnel collapsed halfway," the other party reached out to fan the dust in front of his face, coughed twice and said, "Someone is buried inside."

"several?"

"Seven, they all went down to explore the well." The officer said calmly: "Maybe the support frame is broken."

"Private, go to the engineering room and ask the engineer to come over and take a look." The officer escorting Meng Xi pointed at a soldier guarding the tunnel and said.

"Yes!" the soldier responded and immediately ran to the outside.

At this moment, the more than 20 workers who were working in the tunnel and Meng Xi were all squatting on the ground, holding their heads. All actions were under the control of the other party, while several officers were surrounding the entrance of the lower tunnel, holding View with lighting.

Meng Xi and the others didn't understand the situation here, so they didn't say anything. However, some of the more than 20 workers quit. A thin, middle-aged man in his forties stood up and shouted: "The person is covered inside, please save him first!"

Meng Xi knew the man who spoke because the latter was in the same dormitory as him, and he seemed to be a character like He Dachuan, who should be a leader among the workers. Several times while washing up in the morning, Meng Xi heard others call him Lao Qiao, or Brother Qiao.

Lao Qiao looked anxious, stood up and urged: "There are seven people below, the big guy needs to save him first!"

"Squat down!" the officer pointed at him and yelled.

"Sir, there are still seven people. If there is a second collapse, they will be finished." Lao Qiao replied urgently.

"I want you to squat down," the officer pointed at Lao Qiao with an unhappy expression: "Now!"

Old Qiao clenched his fists and looked at the other person, his face pale.

"Squat down!"

A soldier stepped forward, turned on the gun's safety, and shouted at Old Qiao with his teeth bared.

Lao Qiao gritted his teeth and was forced to squat on the ground again helplessly.

"Can you hear it from above? Help us, three or four are dead here..."

"Help!"

"can you hear?!"

"...!"

In the lower tunnel, the workers who were trapped inside by the collapsed rubble were tearing their necks and shouting, their voices quite sad and anxious.

Some of the workers on the upper level were relatively numb, squatting on the ground and feeling nothing; others were more anxious and tried to get up several times, but were forced back to their original positions by officers with guns.

About six or seven minutes later, several men in orange work clothes ran over, holding various equipment, surrounding the collapsed entrance, and began to detect it.

The officers retreated and only watched from the outside, guarding Meng Xi and others.

After a while, several engineers wearing orange work clothes returned with equipment.

"How is it?" asked the leading officer.

"It's similar to what was detected at the time. The density of the sand here is relatively low and the bearing capacity is very weak. It is not suitable for continued excavation." The engineer replied succinctly: "Seal it, there is no need to try."

"Is this place closed?"

"Correct." The engineer nodded.

"Okay." The officer nodded.

The engineers didn't say anything more, just took the equipment and left quickly.

After the leading officer saw them leaving, he immediately waved his hand and shouted: "Take the directional bomb and seal it."

"What's the meaning?"

Lao Qiao, who had been forced to squat down twice, stood up again and shouted: "The person is still inside, why is it sealed?!"

"Squat down!" The officer looked at Lao Qiao with some dissatisfaction: "You are very irrational today. Foreman, don't you want to do this anymore?!"

Lao Qiao tried hard to calm down: "Sir, there are still a few lives inside. You can't go down to save them. Can we go?"

"Hooraa!"

More than a dozen workers stood up and gathered around Lao Qiao, talking in all directions.

"This doesn't treat us as human beings! If people are still alive, doesn't sealing them up mean burying them alive?"

"You are afraid of death, why don't we go and save you?!"

"...!!"

The leading officer frowned and looked at everyone. He took out the gun from his waist and pointed it at a middle-aged man who shouted the loudest. He raised his eyebrows and cursed: "Fuck, I'll say it again, you all squat down!"

The workers looked at him with red eyes, hatred and anger spreading silently.

In an instant, the tunnel became inexplicably quiet. Perhaps the soldiers felt something was wrong with their aura, so they all raised their guns.

At this moment, Meng Xi noticed that a worker secretly pulled out a sharpened steel drill from the gravel at an excavation site.