Reborn Before the Apocalypse: My Backing is the Nation

Chapter 21 Takeover (3rd update, please continue reading)

Zhou Yu felt completely numb.

Jiang Yang seemed oblivious to her change: "Have you eaten? If not, let's eat together. We still need to go to the command center later."

"Oh, oh, okay."

Zhou Yu sat numbly at the dining table. The food was clearly exquisite and delicious, but it tasted bland.

After a long silence, she finally mustered the courage to say, "We were colleagues in the previous life, right? Then we should be, uh, quite familiar with each other, right?"

"Of course we're very familiar with each other."

"Then...may I ask, what did I do in my previous life?"

Jiang Yang looked at Zhou Yu with amusement, until Zhou Yu's heart was pounding, before leisurely saying, "Guess?"

I'm such a kid, why are you even guessing!
He wanted to ask more questions, but Jiang Yang had already turned around and started talking to Gu Changshan, so he had to suppress his eagerness.

What on earth did I do in the last cycle?! Did I even do *that* kind of thing? He said I did a great job in my past life. For a guy like him who happens to like my type, what does "great job" even mean? Damn it, did I really do it? I've never even been in a relationship!
Gu Changshan turned his head and looked at Zhou Yu with a cold gaze: "Secretary Zhou, please pay attention to your work status."

Zhou Yu's heart skipped a beat, but he quickly regained his composure: "Yes."

Jiang Yang wiped his hands and stood up: "Let's go."

The three of them went to another hall together.

The hall covers an area of ​​over a thousand square meters and is filled with countless computers and seats. In front of each computer, a staff member in military uniform is busy at work.

They wore headsets and spoke seriously from time to time, their hands never stopping operating the computers.

Four large screens are hung on the wall at the front of the hall, with the words "Requisition Group", "Logistics Group", "Design Group" and "Production Group" written on them respectively.

"This is the Doomsday Project Command Center. At this stage, our core mission is focused on the nationwide survey, requisition, design, and modification of particle accelerators."

Jiang Yang nodded slightly, gazing absently at the constantly updating data and images on the large screens corresponding to the four groups.

He knew that every change in these data points, when applied to reality, corresponded to the mobilization of countless human resources and resources.

With the command center as its brain, thousands of "nerve lines" have extended to every aspect of this vast country. Instructions from the command center are executed by the "nerve endings," and similarly, information reports from the nerve endings are also gathered in real time at the command center, allowing commanders to know the current status of mission execution.

Looking at those large screens, Jiang Yang's gaze seemed to penetrate these electronic devices and truly reach the front line of the battlefield.

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boom--

A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, instantly illuminating the world that had returned to darkness.

Despite the torrential rain, the large red characters "Landong First Hospital" standing atop the building shone brightly.

It was already late, and with the heavy rain, there wasn't a single pedestrian in the courtyard. But the group led by the dean still waited anxiously at the gate, occasionally peering into the darkness.

The silence was broken by the roar of a vehicle as it drove through the puddles and finally stopped in front of the building. A dozen men in police and military uniforms got out of the car.

"Hello comrade, as per orders from higher authorities, the electron accelerator for radiotherapy deployed by our hospital has been sealed and stored. Please accept it."

Without exchanging pleasantries, the group hurried toward another building. Upon opening the equipment room door, a massive piece of equipment, approximately 5 meters in diameter and over ten meters long, came into view.

It has a dense network of cables and pipes, yet it doesn't look messy at all, combining the seemingly contradictory characteristics of "massive" and "precise" into one.

Its interior is a vacuum, and at one end is equipped an electron emitter. When electrons are excited, they are accelerated by devices such as magnetrons, and their energy increases. Finally, they are guided and emitted, precisely hitting the tumor inside the body and releasing energy to kill the tumor cells.

In this process, the device used to accelerate electrons is the core of the entire equipment.

Both electrons and ions are charged. With some simple modifications, they can be transformed from accelerated electrons into accelerated ions—that is, heavy nuclei such as protons, helium nuclei, carbon nuclei, and iron nuclei—and thus generate radiation.

At this moment, the hospital's routine maintenance team for the electron accelerator was already in place. With their cooperation, the nerve endings of the doomsday plan—these security guards and guards—quickly checked the maintenance and operational status of the entire device and collected relevant information.

What type of power supply line does the hospital use?

The hospital support staff waiting nearby quickly responded. But clearly, the response did not satisfy the guards in front of them.

"Not enough. Contact the power company immediately to upgrade the lines; it must be done within five hours."

Upon hearing the series of renovation and upgrade data provided by the guard, the hospital's logistics staff were shocked and their mouths dropped open.

Upgrading and modifying to this level means that the electron accelerator in front of us will have to operate at full power 24 hours a day.
In that case, this big machine would consume about 200 kilowatt-hours of electricity per hour, which would amount to about 5000 kilowatt-hours per day. The entire hospital's power supply system would probably need to be completely upgraded and transformed!

This is an enormous project!
But the guard in front of him made it sound like a trivial matter, and that there were only five hours left.

"From this moment on, the building where the electron accelerator is located is under the control of our department and is now under full martial law."

With a wave of his hand, the leading guard ordered numerous armed security personnel and guards to occupy the various passageways of the building and to tightly seal off the building entrance.

"Yes Yes."

The dean looked at the firearms, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and hurriedly agreed: "Our institute will definitely cooperate fully."

Just over ten minutes later, several electrical conversion vehicles drove into the hospital, and dozens of electrical workers immediately began upgrading the hospital's wiring.

Under the cover of night, this wasn't the only hospital where such an incident occurred.

Military and police vehicles drove into hospitals in different cities. After initial inspections and takeover, more logistical support vehicles followed, and projects unfolded in an orderly manner under the cover of night.

In the underground base of Ito City, at the Doomsday Project Command Center, as one hospital after another's electron accelerators were taken over, the number on the requisition team's large screen kept increasing.

"It is expected to take another two hours for the hospital's particle accelerators to be fully taken over. The power upgrade will be completed in about seven hours."

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