PFC Chapter 2727 Star Core Rescue (3)
Chapter 2727 Star Core Rescue (3)
Chapter 2727 Star Core Rescue (Thirteen)
"Which department are you from? Why are you here?" The fat and big-eared man turned around, narrowed his eyes, and looked at Schiller with disgust.
"I'm from the medical department." Schiller lied without changing his expression. He needed to know what role this man played in Oaks' loss of control. To be more precise, he needed to confirm whether the pressure he exerted could make Oaks so crazy.
Now most people's interpretation of this incident is that the disaster was caused by a technical worker who went crazy due to excessive stress. However, in Schiller's opinion, Oaks was indeed stressed during his time working in the space station, but the pressure was not so great that he became so crazy. There must be something that catalyzed this process. One of the suspects is the fat man in front of him.
Schiller is not making personal attacks for no reason. The space station has very high standards for recruiting employees. After all, it is a global selection with a lot of people to choose from, so naturally they strive for excellence. Not only are there requirements for professional skills, but also for appearance and body shape.
After all, they are space workers after all. The better their physical fitness, the fewer medical resources they need. Unless there is no one available, of course, they will try their best to select those who are healthy and well-proportioned.
Even if we take a step back, the qualification reviewers are not willing to let a fat person up there. Not only will it be inconvenient for him to move around, but if certain diseases caused by obesity cannot be treated in the space station, it will take an extra spacecraft trip to send him back to Earth. It would be better not to select him from the beginning.
There are only two possible reasons why the deputy chief engineer who appeared in front of Schiller was a fat man. First, he did not go through any review and got promoted through connections. Second, he ate so much fat after he got promoted. Either way, it proves that he is not a good person.
Considering that he was able to mess up the good business left by Ben Parker in such a short time, Schiller almost suspected that he was a mole.
"Medical department? I've never seen you in the medical department. I'm very familiar with those doctors." The deputy chief engineer put out his cigarette, blew out a puff of smoke, and then said, "What do you want from me?"
"I just want to ask about Oaks' situation," Schiller said, "and why you didn't organize your staff immediately when the disaster struck, and why the emergency portal didn't start normally."
Schiller was curious about the former, but he also wanted to know the answer to the latter question. At that time, the employees used the portal to enter the space station. Although not everyone could use it, there were still some people with a strong affinity for magic who came in directly through the portal.
There is an emergency portal on the space station, and there is also enough reserve magic energy to activate the emergency portal. Of course, it cannot be used now because the reserve energy is in the space station that fell on the other side.
But before that half of the space station fell, the person in charge was fully capable of reacting and activating the portal to send at least half of the people away, so that the oxygen could last at least five or six hours.
"Why didn't anyone react?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?!" The other party looked at Schiller fiercely and said, "How could I possibly react in such a short time?!"
"So there's something wrong with Oaks, right?"
The other person's expression froze, but he soon started cursing again, waving his short and stubby arms and demanding that Schiller get out. Schiller looked at him as if he were a wild animal in a zoo, and was sure that this guy was simply stupid.
It is very likely that he is a person with connections, so he has no idea about emergency response measures. He may not even know that there is such a thing as an emergency portal. He holds the title of deputy chief engineer just to enjoy rights without having to take responsibilities. It is not surprising that he behaves like this today.
So the question is, can such an idiot really force Oaks to do that?
Schiller knew very well that stupid people in this world can make people angry, but it is not the kind of anger that lasts very long. In the end, it may even evolve into a kind of helplessness and amusement, which is the so-called laughter out of anger.
People will always realize more quickly that stupid people cannot change, so they won't feel much pressure from their words or actions, thinking, "He's already like this, so why are you still bothering with him?"
The people who will truly cause incomparable psychological pressure on others are always bad people. Even this bad person must be very smart so that others cannot find any fault with him, so that you will feel isolated and helpless in this environment. This is the key to the generation of huge pressure.
But if he is a stupid person who is complained by everyone, then when he does something stupid to you, everyone will only stand on your side, and you will only think that you are unlucky, not that there is anything wrong with your ability.
This deputy chief engineer looks very annoying, which is the key reason why he cannot be the murderer who forced Oaks to become like this. Because he is so annoying, if he targets Oaks, everyone must think that Oaks is a victim and will not exclude and isolate him for this reason. There must be other key figures.
Ben Parker and Natasha soon arrived at the energy center. Natasha took a deep breath and said, "I don't feel the oxygen is thin here. How about you?"
Ben Parker shook his head and said, "I don't think there's anything special about it. Could it be that the hole is actually an optical illusion?"
The two walked forward along the passage, the lights gradually went out, they had gradually walked into the power outage area, Natasha turned on the flashlight, the dark and long tunnel still looked like a huge mouth of the abyss.
Soon they found the door to the energy center room. Parker took out his employee card, but found that the door lock had no light and no response. Natasha asked, "Did the power outage cause the door lock to have no energy?"
"How is that possible? These door locks have independent energy sources and batteries inside." Parker refrained from explaining the principle. He just said, "Otherwise, when there is a small-scale power outage, how can we repair it?"
"Oh, that's right." Natasha reacted and said, "If there is a power outage, the door lock will not work properly, and it will be impossible to repair it in my lifetime."
Parker tried with his employee card for a long time but still couldn't open it. He put the employee card back in his pocket, put down the toolbox, took out the tools and started to remove the door lock.
After he removed the outer shell, he found that part of it was blackened. It looked like a key component was burned. Parker shone the flashlight again and again, then stood up and said, "Something is wrong. The door lock has been broken."
Natasha looked in the direction he pointed. Parker said, "Did you see it? The battery is above this black mark. There may have been a strong short circuit here. The battery was burned out, and the door lock naturally didn't work."
"Can you change the battery?"
"Let me think about it. The security levels of the doors of the space station are different. The door locks and battery specifications used are also different. There must be spare batteries in the warehouse. We just need someone to find them."
Natasha thought for a moment and said, "Aren't they going to the storage area to find someone to inquire about the driver's location? Let them look for the battery while they're at it."
Parker nodded, picked up his phone and began to look for the contact information of those colleagues. There was still a signal on the space station. Although it became a little weak because part of the signal was out of power, he could still barely hear the call clearly.
After explaining their own situation, they also learned that a candidate for the driver had been found. They were preparing to set off for the hangar, but when they heard Parker's request, they stayed to look for the battery and planned to send one person to deliver the battery halfway.
Soon the black scientist appeared at the end of the corridor. He shouted inside and Natasha walked over to meet him.
After successfully getting the battery, Parker replaced it as quickly as possible. Soon the door lock light lit up. He picked up the employee card to unlock it, but at the moment of unlocking it, Natasha's face changed.
She took a deep breath, then blocked the door and said, "No, don't open the door. I'm losing oxygen."
The black scientist said, "I feel a little breathless too. Does anyone of you have a David collar?"
Parker shook his head, but Natasha untied a small lanyard from her belt and said, "My physical fitness is stronger than yours, and I can withstand the vacuum environment for a while. Before coming here, I took the space environment adaptation bracelet from the equipment warehouse. I'll go in and take a look."
The two looked at each other and had no better idea, so they nodded. They both held their breath and gently opened the door a little, letting Natasha go in and then immediately blocked the door.
After Natasha entered, she turned on the flashlight, but the first thing that attracted her was not the burnt energy center, but the many sticky things stuck on the door frame on the side of the door she came in.
She didn't know what it was, so she scraped off a little bit and held it in her palm, ready to take it out to show them later. Then she walked around the energy center and looked at the hole above.
Now all the oxygen in the room has been lost, but it is not a completely vacuum environment. An exhaust fan at the other end of the room seems to be still working hard, and the room on the other end of the exhaust fan should have oxygen, so some of the oxygen leaks out.
The professional equipment on Natasha's wrist did not detect any special radiation here. The outsides of the three windows were all dark and there was nothing. Looking up through the hole, she could see a corner of the burned photovoltaic integrated device.
Just as Natasha was about to circle the hole twice to take a full look at the situation outside the hole, she suddenly saw a dark shadow passing by one side of the hole. If she was not mistaken, it seemed to be a human foot.
boom! boom! boom!
In less than a second, Natasha drew her gun, aimed and fired three shots in succession. One shot hit the ceiling, one hit the wreckage of the photovoltaic integrated device outside, and the other shot should have hit the target, but Natasha only heard a muffled groan.
He was lucky, Natasha thought. Her gun was not a special firearm for the space environment, so its aiming accuracy and power were reduced, and it could not penetrate the ceiling of the space station. Otherwise, what she would hear now would be the sound of a humanoid falling to the ground.
When Natasha grabbed the wreckage of the energy center and looked up, she did not see the person who was shot, but she was sure that the last shot should have hit the ankle.
Natasha thought about it and decided not to act rashly. After putting away the gun, she walked to the door and knocked. Soon the door opened a little, she squeezed out, and took a deep breath.
"Is it my illusion? I seemed to hear gunshots." said the black scientist.
"Yes, I saw a man slipping past the photovoltaic integrated device. I fired three shots, but only one hit him. He ran away."
"Why is there someone?" Parker was surprised. "Who would run up there at this time???"
"We'll just have to see who's injured. Gunshot wounds are easy to spot, but they can't be easily fooled." Natasha looked inside the door and said, "Also, I found this thing. Look what it is."
The female agent opened her palms to them, and in her palms was the sticky stuff she had picked off the door frame.