There is a saying in this world: the wise man strategizes, and the fool goes to the soup and fire.

And there is another saying in this world: the lowly are the wisest, and the noble are the stupidest.

In many cases, people's intelligence, morality, and integrity are inversely proportional to status.

Just as some unobtrusive guys were discussing some earth-shattering or absurd strategies in the Prime Minister's Office in Tokyo, Wang Qiu, who was in the Fukushima radiation zone, and other urban managers and a group of werewolves were already bathed in the autumn rain and radiation, and began to fight hard against the nuclear leakage.

-- On the afternoon of 29 September, hundreds of sounding rockets carrying silver iodide and other rain-stimulating agents finally created a considerable rainstorm over Fukushima, which, together with the previous firefighting missiles and firefighting rocket artillery, basically extinguished the fires that had burned in the radiation zone for two days and two nights.

At the same time, the Russian werewolves, who had been filled with all kinds of fine wine, finally woke up from their hangover and began their work in a swaying manner.

“…… It's a day...... It still doesn't look normal! Could it be the effects of nuclear fallout? ”

As the showers first stopped, Wang Qiu stood on the dilapidated road outside the nuclear power plant, frowning and looking up at the smoke-curling reactor, and sighed.

-- Under the repeated bombardment of firefighters and rockets, and a torrential rain, the graphite reactor, which had been burning for two days, had been basically extinguished, and only a few wisps of smoke remained, but the sky was still shining with strange colors, and the air was filled with a strange smell like iodine. Turbid rainwater, rich in radioactive dust, is slowly flowing on the ground, polluting the surrounding vegetation and the vast ocean beyond.

Beneath the dark clouds that have not yet dissipated, colorful glows are faintly flickering, like the legendary aurora. It looks so gorgeous and charming, but in fact, it represents the most hideous and terrifying weapon of destruction invented in human history - the autumn rain here. The land, the streams, the bays, the forests, everything here have been cursed by death, and there is no way for people to live in peace!

The nuclear power plant at the center of the disaster has become hell. In addition to the white foam that has not yet been washed away by the rain, there are countless fragments of buildings and machinery. The heat caused by the fire not only caused the asphalt to melt like butter pudding. Even the metal street lamps and fences in the distance were twisted and twisted. There were burnt marks everywhere. Inside some of the buildings that have not yet collapsed, there are still embers that have not yet been extinguished. The smelly autumn wind swept over the ruins, bringing with it a strong radiation that exceeded the amount of radiation the human body could bear.

-- According to Wang Qiu's personal measurements, all the miniature radiometers within half a kilometer of the reactor were blown out. And after getting to the inside of the factory. Even the walkie-talkie didn't work, and even the electronic watch on the wrist seemed to be out of order.

Therefore, the first task of the little hairy people who have just woken up is to extinguish the remaining embers, and then to stop and settle the radioactive dust that is spreading with the wind, and the zuihou is to clean up the construction waste that has been heavily contaminated and has high radioactivity.

Although Wang Qiu and other Chinese and Japanese personnel were faced with this strange scene in front of them, their hearts were full of uneasiness and worry, and their emotions were extremely heavy. But the Russian werewolves, who were the main force in disaster relief. But he didn't care about it, and his nerves couldn't be thicker. And their handling of the Fukushima nuclear crisis is also full of the simple and rough characteristics of the Maozi - specifically, they insist on it regardless of it!

For example, at this moment, Wang Qiu's eyelids jumped to see Colonel Ihonovsky in a small vest and several other Russian werewolves. While pouring vodka into his mouth to "refresh", he grabbed a fire extinguisher and plunged into the ruins, spraying a few remaining flames - next to the wreckage of a reactor with a large gap! You're putting your feet on nuclear fuel right now, dear! …,

- Although all members of the Russian nuclear processing team have been transformed into werewolves in order to protect against deadly radiation, if you look at them from a distance, they are fluffy gray animals...... But you don't have to make it so scary, okay?! Actually rolling on nuclear fuel!!

And what the hell is that metal bar you just carried out of the reactor? Couldn't it be a nuclear fuel rod?!

Others, on top of that, were dealing with radioactive fallout -- they had the Japanese quickly prepare a special solution similar to three-second glue according to a recipe. Spraying this thing on the surface of anything quickly turns into a thick film, which then sticks radioactive fallout and other dirt to it, so that the radioactive particles are immobilized instead of scattering and causing a wider area of contamination.

As for the way of spraying this special solution at the site of nuclear radiation, it is also full of the "true colors" of the hairy people - using an electric motor as a power source to directly drive the high-voltage pump to spray on the surface of the ruins where the smoke lingers, and as for the power to start this big guy, it comes from the official residence of the prime minister of Nagata Town at the other end of the wormhole...... Well, I wonder if the Prime Minister's Office today will burn the fuse due to excessive use of electricity?

“…… Alas, remember when Chernobyl was saved, there were military helicopters to throw sand, concrete, boric acid and lead bars. But after so many years, I can't see a single helicopter here in Japan, so I can only make do with these 'little toys'......"

Captain Balalaika, with a huge scar on his face, smoked a cigarette and operated the oversized sprayer, which seemed to be haphazardly cobbled together with a lot of dilapidated machinery, "...... Weishenme can't just drive the fire truck over? It's a lot easier! ”

Through the translation of Sonya's political commissar, she complained to Wang Yao and Wang Qiu, the two siblings, and Wang Yao gave her a helpless wry smile.

“…… Sorry, we've tried, but the radiation here is too strong, and once the fire truck gets too close, all the electronic instruments on the car will fail. The fire-fighting equipment on the car is all intelligent, and it cannot be operated manually at all...... Alas, what the Japanese make, although they can be called delicate and convenient, and they are not as rich in functions as your Russian industrial products...... Strong. ”

At the same time, Wang Qiu used a telephone line pulled out of a wormhole to talk on the phone with the owner of Shaxian Snack who stayed in the Chinatown at the north exit of Tokyo's Ikebukuro, or Song Xiaojun, an embedded worker of the Guoan Dragon Group stationed in Japan. Moreover, under such a strong level of radiation interference, any brand of mobile phone is here for display - and from the mouth of this rapping fat boss, I heard some strange things that are happening in Tokyo and other places these days...... (Your support is my biggest motivation.) )