Chapter 1170: Let's Get Started!(Three More Requests for Subscription!)

The port of Fukushima staged a strange scene today.

A Toyota sandstorm with a white and red plaster flag and a self-defense force logo sprayed on the road is followed by five mechanical monsters of different shapes, painted in black and red, and sprayed with the Chinese five-star flag and the Zhengxin Group logo on both sides of the door.

This scene is very similar to the scene of a donkey cart leading a three-wheeled motorcycle and truck into the village during the protracted war a few decades ago.

Insiders know that this is Zhengxin Power's branch "rushing" to Japan to help the Fukushima nuclear power plant curb the meltdown and nuclear leakage.

When uninformed people see such a scene, they are afraid that they will exclaim, "Dada, the Chinese devil is coming!".

However, no matter how strange it was, the entire convoy quickly advanced through the quagmire caused by the tsunami in a limited time, and it didn't take long for the Fukushima Daiichi Nuclear Power Plant to arrive.

At this time, the Fukushima nuclear power plant can no longer be described as a mess.

The previous tsunami struck, followed by successive explosions, plus several successive rescue failures. It has made this a fortification that seems to have been baptized by war.

The cracked sludge was accompanied by a large amount of garbage, as well as the unburned debris of the building after the explosion, and the large construction equipment abandoned by the "200 heroes" and parked in the nuclear power plant, making the whole site look disorganized.

But in this piece of rags, there are still people.

It was a "volunteer" who was told by the Japanese government to be a good word and brought back after promising heavy profits. Of the 200 volunteers, there were less than 50 people left at this time.

In addition to the sharp decline in numbers, the morale of these people is far from being as high as before. Escaping once has turned these heroes, whom are worshiped by the entire Japanese people, into cowards and cowards that everyone shouts and beats.

The white sand wind stopped outside the three-kilometer radiation line, and Okamoto used a loudspeaker to explain the situation inside the nuclear power plant to Masanobu's motorcade, and explained that someone had answered, and then ran away like a plague god.

Under the gloomy sky due to the influence of radiation clouds, Masanobu's convoy hesitated for a moment and headed for the Fukushima nuclear power plant.

When the volunteers who had been waiting here for a long time saw the arrival of the main master, they immediately prepared various supporting facilities according to the previous instructions and waited for the team to complete the operation.

This can be said to be Fukushima's last chance. So, as before, the attention of the whole of Japan and the world is still focused here.

Under the watchful eye of the drones hovering in the sky, the Zhengxin convoy began to assemble;

The dump truck began to lower the grotesque-looking digger.

Two multi-purpose fire platforms began to stretch their bodywork.

Two ZXLS-1911s, also let go of the hose coiled on the winch.

Volunteers immediately followed the plan and connected the fuel, boron-added seawater pumping system, and concrete that had been mixed evenly for use to be used by Zhengxin's equipment.

Seeing this busy but somewhat overly simple work preparation process, the people who were watching the progress of the site suddenly fell into great suspicion and disappointment;

"Nani? Don't tell me, our 100 billion is spent on these places!"

"Okay, it doesn't look like these devices are simple construction machines, and they don't look like they can handle a reactor at all!"

"Well, it seems that the Fukushima nuclear power plant is completely finished this time. In my opinion, such a device plays the role of a placebo. ”

"Yes, what role can five work trucks and two excavation equipment play? You know, according to the time given by the experts, there are only three days left!"

Not only the public, but even the experts outside the radiation warning line were also confused at this time.

For Fukushima, the trip of the Masanobu rescue team is the last trembling to save the nuclear leak and meltdown. If it doesn't work, that's the last one.

So everyone who has worked with Fukushima, including the head of TEPCO, the Japanese and IAEA expert groups, and the on-site operators of the companies that have previously failed in the sand, have gathered outside the radiation warning line around Fukushima.

Seeing the unhurried preparation of the Zhengxin convoy, these people were worried or angry.

By all accounts, this fleet, which seems too small in size, does not look like it can solve the current Fukushima crisis.

"This ...... Is this going to work?"

"Hey, gentlemen, let's find a way to stop the melt and see if we can find a way to stop the melting."

"God, this is simply a farce, from 10 billion yuan to 10 billion US dollars, under such a price, such a thin lineup has been sent, it is really hard to imagine what can make this Chinese company so dependent, can repeatedly call out high prices. Hey,"

"I think I can communicate with the above, and I don't need this to believe it. It's a waste of time!"

In the midst of the discussion, Komolov looked at Yuan Ce, who was reporting on his face, and said, "This enterprise ...... Is it really the best industrial enterprise in your country?"

"Well, yes. Yuan Ce nodded.

Komolov nodded expressionlessly, "If it weren't for the fact that I know you very well and know that you never say good things for anyone with a clear conscience." I'm sure I'll think it's a scam you've concocted with this company for getting paid. ”

“……”

Yuan Ce was deeply speechless.

Tokyo, Prime Minister's Office, inside the office of Naoto Kan.

Kan Naoto, accompanied by a kind of business representatives and secretarial think tanks, watched the progress of the scene through live broadcast.

"Gentlemen, what do you think...... Can these devices of Zhengxin ......?"

Halfway through the question, Kan Naofei couldn't ask anymore. Not only did he see the answer in the expressions of the representatives of the companies, but even if everyone now told him that he believed that he had this strength, he could not believe that the Fukushima nuclear power plant could be perfectly solved by relying on these devices alone.

God, from the time the convoy arrived at the scene to the present, he hadn't even seen a single ground crew member on the side of Zhengxin!

Those damned, greedy Chinese, who took the Japanese government's contract of tens of billions of dollars, did not even have the courage and sincerity to get off the bus in the face of radiation!

Kan really can't connect such a rhythm with the best results.

"Hmph, I'll just say that Zhengxin must have come to hype. ”

"Look at them, from just now to now, they are just nesting in the car as shrunken turtles, do they want to fuck together and forcibly end up for themselves?!"

"Well, in this way, all of Japan ...... The whole world can see how scoundrel and disgusting this enterprise is!"

Listening to the curses from the root of his teeth from the representatives of the various enterprises around him, Kan Naofi and the think tank dragon quietly made a gesture.

The latter nodded quietly, turned and walked out.

Outside the prime minister's office, Long picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, let the media be ready, as long as the faith fails, immediately guide all public opinion to the past!"

Meanwhile.

Li Fanyu, who was wearing a thick radiation protection suit, looked at the large number of display panels in front of him, and the parameters had met the work requirements, so he looked sideways at Liu Qing beside him.

Under the same radiation-proof helmet, which was so thick that it seemed like only an astronaut could have it, he gave a muffled radio command: "Come on, let's get to work!"