Hundreds of meters away from Meng Hao's unrenovated workshop. Thanks to Bruce's disdain for Meng Hao, he seemed to have no intention of renovating Meng Hao's workshop at all.
On a high platform, the place was packed with people.
Bruce, standing at the front of the crowd, held a pair of military binoculars, gazing at the sparkling sea.
In the distance of the ocean.
The US fleet was charging forward with irresistible momentum.
At this moment.
Bruce felt like he had reached the pinnacle of his life.
As for Meng Hao?
Who was Meng Hao?
His moment of glory was earned by himself, what did it have to do with Meng Hao?
Therefore, Meng Hao was not worthy of being remembered by Bruce!
Suddenly.
A slight tremor.
It almost knocked Bruce off the platform.
What was going on?
Bruce was very unhappy.
As the nominal highest-ranking officer of this military base.
His moment of glory was actually being disturbed.
He was naturally furious.
"Colonel."
"There's been a seawater inrush!"
Seawater inrush?
Did some dam break?
That wasn't right.
There were no dams around.
Could it be a ground collapse?
That was also normal.
In a sandy terrain.
It was common for the ground to subside due to the disappearance of groundwater or the collapse of fragile underground rocks, leading to seawater flowing back.
"Where is the seawater inrushing from?"
Even though his moment of glory was disturbed.
Bruce still decided to spare some thought to care about it.
Who made him the highest responsible person here?
"It seems to be Mr. Meng Hao's workshop!"
What?
Meng Hao's workshop.
Just as Bruce was about to order his subordinates to investigate further, he, standing on the platform, clearly saw large amounts of seawater pouring out from the location of Meng Hao's workshop hundreds of meters away.
A large amount of seawater, due to inertia, surged up from the dry dock underground, forming a huge fountain.
"Holy cow."
"What is going on?"
"Where is Meng Hao? Where is Meng Hao now? Bring him to me immediately!"
Even now.
Bruce still had no respect for Meng Hao in his heart.
It was just that subconsciously, he seemed to realize that if something happened to Meng Hao, he would definitely not get away with it.
"The sentries said Meng Hao had just finished lunch and was going back to rest for a while when the seawater inrush happened... Meng Hao seems to be trapped underneath."
"However, for a mere Meng Hao, Colonel, you don't need to be so nervous, do you?"
The reporting sergeant looked indifferent.
After all.
They hadn't been stationed here for long.
And from the first day they were stationed here, they saw Bruce completely disregard Meng Hao.
So.
They naturally developed a disdain for Meng Hao.
They thought that this Meng Hao was completely insignificant.
The person who should be pleased the most in the entire base was Bruce in front of them, not Meng Hao, who worked tirelessly every day, completely unaware of what he was busy with, moving in a routine of the cafeteria, production line, and workshop.
Bruce was completely panicked.
Others didn't know what was going on, but he did.
This research center.
This military base.
This military exercise.
The core of everything revolved around Meng Hao.
If Meng Hao were to have an accident.
Then all of Bruce's glory would be in vain.
Suddenly.
Bruce was in a panic.
He suddenly realized.
Without Meng Hao, he was truly nothing.
"What do you guys know?"
"Mr. Meng Hao is our country's most important scientific researcher, and the honored guest most valued by my uncle, Lieutenant General Tommy."
"From today onwards, anyone who dares to speak disrespectfully of Mr. Meng Hao will be immediately rewarded with eighty lashes!"
National armies strictly prohibited torture.
However.
Strict prohibition and actual execution were two different matters.
In his panic, Bruce couldn't be bothered to watch the joint fleet exercise anymore!
He hurried straight to Meng Hao's workshop, which had been submerged by seawater.
...
What greeted Bruce's eyes was a small-scale deep-water pond.
According to the geological experts of the base.
There was a huge cave underground.
Logically, it should have been formed naturally... after all, no one could have imagined that Meng Hao would dig a dry dock to assemble the "Guiyang" under everyone's noses.
And.
This "naturally formed huge cave" suddenly collapsed, and a massive amount of seawater rushed in.
The immense inertia and pressure instantly crushed the entire workshop.
Such powerful seawater pressure and impact force.
Even the steel workshop was shattered into pieces.
A normal human, even if not torn to shreds, would have drowned within this half hour.
"Quick, rescue him!"
At Bruce's urging.
Dozens of professional naval soldiers, equipped, plunged into the water.
Half an hour passed.
An hour passed.
Apart from some shattered steel fragments being salvaged, there was no sign of Meng Hao.
"Colonel."
"Meng Hao has almost no chance of survival."
"With such strong water pressure, even a car would be crushed."
Facing the report from the professional.
Bruce's face instantly turned ashen.
He sat down on the ground, his face bloodless.
Ring ring.
Suddenly.
His phone rang.
It was Lieutenant General Tommy calling.
Hesitantly, Bruce instinctively answered the phone.
"Hello, Uncle."
From the other end of the phone, Lieutenant General Tommy's roar immediately came.
"What uncle, who is your uncle? Why don't you use military titles in a work environment?"
Bruce was stunned.
Since childhood.
In his memory.
Lieutenant General Tommy had never been so stern.
"I ask you, where is Meng Hao?"
"Where is Meng Hao?"
"When William left, he handed over the entire base, including Meng Hao, to you in perfect condition. Why is Meng Hao missing now?"
The current military base.
Bruce was the nominal highest commander, but the entire base was controlled by Lieutenant General Tommy's people.
It was only natural that he would be the first to know about Meng Hao disappearing in the seawater inrush.
"I, I don't know."
"Suddenly there was a seawater inrush, and then Meng Hao disappeared."
"William, it must be that kid William's doing. Why didn't he do a geological survey? Why didn't he say there was an underground cave!"
As expected.
When something happened.
Bruce's first thought was not to take responsibility or handle the matter, but to immediately shift the blame and point fingers.
"Fuck you."
"Go to hell."
"William was there for three to four months without any problems, but as soon as it got to you, a problem arose, and the most serious problem, losing Meng Hao!"