48 Hours a Day

In fact, more than one coconut in the player squad vomited, as did the mechanic and the mouse twice, but not as badly as the coconut looked.

Her hand wrapped in a bandage by a doctor, the wound seemed not to heal at all, the blood had been exuding outward, and the bandage had to be replaced at intervals. Even under the sedative effect, the coconut did not look very comfortable, and it was her lips that seemed to have signs of tearing.

Not to mention the haunting nausea, which is basically felt by the players, but with varying degrees of severity and slight acidity in the air, it's just not so obvious.

The players have stepped out of the bookstore and got back into the Jeep.

Zhang Heng walked behind him and said to Coconut, "Help me tell her that she can call her boyfriend and tell her boyfriend to stay at home today and not go out, but don't say anything unnecessary, if she does something small, I can find out. ”

Coconut rinsed her mouth with the water from the old bookstore kettle. She glanced at Zhang Heng, “Want to tell her why? ”

“Well, just tell her the nuclear power plant blew up. ”

Coconut nodded.

A moment later, Besonova's face appeared surprised, seemingly unbelievable, but there was not much fear in her eyes. Zhang Hengzheng felt that she had no idea the magnitude of the incident, just like the night fishermen they saw on the road.

However, Zhang Heng also did not explain that the coconut that came as an intermediary seemed tired, Zhang Heng did not want to bother her her anymore, and Zhang Heng asked Besonova to call her boyfriend to inform her that it was benevolent. If Besonova did not want or did not believe, Zhang Heng was left to her.

But after a moment of reflection, Besonova actually called her boyfriend on the phone at the bookstore, and the whole time was really good, not for long, but in the end she seemed a little annoyed and fell hard on the phone.

“She said that her boyfriend did not listen to her, insisted on going to work at the train station and told her not to say anything, saying that his colleagues had been informed, except that an explosion had occurred in a water tank at the nuclear power plant and that the accident had been controlled.” Coconut.

“ ………… ”

As long as anyone has been to the scene and has reason, it will not be as simple as a tank explosion, but Zhang Hengzheng didn't say anything, he just took Besonova and the coconut to the car.

Because the mechanic was a little dizzy, and now the driver was replaced by Master Kui, and when everyone was here, she said, "Do you know where Gatorov is now? ”

“The guy's probably gone, he's the deputy chief engineer of Reactor 4, unlike these ordinary people in town, who should know a lot about the reactor, so he's sure to know that the reactor has exploded and will only be exposed to more radiation if he stays there. ”

“Don't get caught.” The mechanic frowned, "so we had to find a way to get him out of the police station. ”

Zhang Heng was not in a hurry to reach a conclusion. He just said, "Go to his place first. ”

Although Besonova does not know where Gatorov lives, the latter is not a nobody in Pripyati and his residence is very interesting. Besonova got off the bus and made two phone calls, found a friend who married a nuclear power plant gas operator and quickly got an address.

Grandpa Quixonova drove the car to Gatorov's doorstep, but it was disappointing that Gatorov did not come back here after the explosion.

“He didn't come home, did he just run away?” The mouse asked.

Zhang Heng thought, turning his head to the divine color of some painful coconut, “Ask her if she knows the crew or family of reactor number 4 of the nuclear power plant and see if she can get Gatorov's whereabouts from them. ”

The coconut took two deep breaths and closed its eyes.

Then she saw Besonova shook her head, hesitated and nodded again. She walked out of the car again and came to the pay phone booth. This time she took a long time, but Zhang Heng looked at her beside her, during which she did not feel [vow ring] change.

It took about half an hour for the pay phone to ring again, and Besonova hung up after only two words.

“She had contact with Victor Grigorievich Smerkin, the commander-in-chief of Reactor 4, who was the daytime worker of Reactor 26 and came home at night, and was recently picked up by a bread and reportedly returned to the nuclear power plant for help. According to Smerkin, Gatorov left the plant about three hours ago, listening to people from the administrative building who went to the Civil Defence Headquarters.” Coconut.

“Three hours ago? Which means he stayed there for at least two hours after we left the plant. Why, is he dead?” The mechanic doesn't understand.

“The three-hour civil defense conference should be over, and Gatorov was in the control room at the time of the incident, not far from the reactor, and should have been exposed to a lot of radiation.” Knock off Juvenile Path, "if he really stayed there for another two hours, the radiation dose would be even higher and he would probably feel uncomfortable right now. ”

“Hospital.” Mouse and mechanic spoke in unison, "Gatorov is likely in the hospital now. ”

“It's not just him, the people in the control room were probably in the medical center that night.” Zhang Hengdao, “we should be able to see a lot of people this time. ”

Zhang Heng was right, when they returned to the medical center, they found that this place was completely different from the first time they came here.

The number of patients more than four or five times, mainly firefighters and employees of the nuclear power plant that night, not only reactor number four, but also the attendant of reactor number three next door. Several other night fishermen also noticed that they were feeling uncomfortable at dawn, had shortness of breath, had burned their lungs as if they had been burned by fire, had sunburned their skin, which was the dark skin caused by nuclear burning.

The cough fluctuated in the ward, and the radiation detector kept the drip alarm, so the cleaner had to disinfect the hallway and the ward and throw away the clothes of all the wounded, but the drip was still thinking, nobody realised that it was actually because of the radiation dust floating in the air.

There is no longer any radioactivity in Pripyati at this moment.

Some numbers look serious, but most people can tolerate it, at least now they seem to be in normal physical and mental condition, some are still chatting and have no idea that their body might rot a little in a few days.