章節 9: Chapter 7: The Approaching Doomsday (Part 1)
Su Mo ran into the bedroom, locked the door behind her, and began to call Lu Chen on her mobile phone. What she didn't know was that the man had left that afternoon and was currently on his way back to pick her up.
He had received an emergency summons from Jiang Hai. They had obtained the last image transmitted by the satellite, and the situation was turning out to be much more serious than imagined.
The time shifted to three o'clock that afternoon in a conference hall in the Jiang Family mansion, where the lights shone brightly.
Around a massive conference table sat a group of military officers in uniform, their presence daunting. They were the top figures urgently summoned from the A City military region.
Jiang Hai sat at the head of the table, with Jiang Yulian and Lu Chen on either side of him. Behind them stood a doctor in a white coat and a large screen that displayed the last photo after the satellite's destruction. The expressions on everyone's faces were exceptionally grave.
Once everyone had arrived, Jiang Hai turned to the doctor and said, "Let's begin, Dr. Xiao."
Xiao Guohai was nearly fifty years old. He had personally built the Jiang Residence's dedicated satellite. For many years, this was the first time something had gone wrong. Pushing up his glasses on the bridge of his nose, he began to explain to the assembly, "This is the last photo our satellite sent back. We preliminarily estimate that an approaching cluster of meteors carrying some kind of substance interfered with the Earth's magnetic field, leading to issues like out-of-control vehicles."
"What about the darkness?" a young officer asked. The continuous week of darkness had led to riots in many areas, adding to his already overwhelming problems.
"This is the information I obtained from the Prime Minister."
To be honest, Xiao Guohai had resorted to some measures to get his hands on the top-secret document, and thankfully, he'd discovered it in time. He switched the image, and a three-dimensional model of a celestial body in the solar system appeared on the screen. He pointed at the space between Earth and the sun:
"Everyone knows about solar eclipses, right? A week ago, the lunar orbit, which was supposed to occur, was invaded by a huge meteor. Fortunately, its path will not collide with Earth, but the small cluster of meteors it brought with it will."
"A week ago? Why wasn't this reported by the state? How are we to explain this to so many people?" an officer suddenly stood up from his seat and exclaimed.
Xiao Guohai did not answer this question. He couldn't very well say that they had been abandoned and that the President had already gone to take refuge.
"When will it make landfall?" Lu Chen, who had been silent, asked the key question.
"Tonight at midnight, globally. I've already passed the data to every military region in the country, but due to the numerous fragments, it's impossible to calculate their exact landing points," Xiao Guohai said, then stepped back behind Jiang Hai and stopped talking.
Everyone's faces changed color. It was happening so fast! There was no time to prepare for the impact. How many people would die?
"We can't help all the people of A City. The best we can do is let them peacefully spend this last night," said Jiang Hai, the commander of the A City military region. Right now, what he needed to do was to protect his people with all his might. The President could be inactive, but he had to stand firm.
"I'll give you half a day to gather your subordinates for shelter. If you can't get them here, notify them to find cover nearby." Below the Jiang Residence, there was a small military fortress that Jiang Hai had ordered to be built after taking office. However, the space was limited and was unable to accommodate a large number of people.
The meeting had lasted only a short two hours before it ended. Several officers slumped in their chairs, unable to stand, their complexions ashen. The others left the room with disordered steps, never having imagined that the end of the world could truly arrive.
Jiang Yulian, supported by Jiang Hai, stood up with her hand on her belly. She was about to take refuge in the fortress. Looking at Lu Chen with worried eyes, she said, "There's still time. Go and bring that girl Su Mo back." She couldn't bear to see such a fine young woman lose her life so young.
He didn't need her to say it; Lu Chen had already planned to bring Su Mo back. Aside from the fact that she had saved Jiang Yulian's life, deep down, he didn't want to see Su Mo turn into a lifeless corpse either.
The cars wouldn't start, and he had cycled to the meeting. The Jiang Residence wasn't too far from where he lived, but without a car, it would indeed take some time to travel.
The round trip by bicycle would take three hours. Lu Chen pedaled furiously on the road, wearing a military green short-sleeved shirt, the fabric on his back soaked with sweat. The hot wind slapped against his stern face, hinting at his speed.
At that moment, the cellphone in his pocket vibrated—it was Su Mo calling. Lu Chen grabbed the steering wheel with one hand as he answered the phone, "Hello?"
As soon as the connection was made, Su Mo's anxious voice sounded, "Lu Chen, come and save me quickly!" Her life was in imminent danger!
The shrill, grating sound of a table sliding across the floor came through the phone, interspersed with the voices of strange men talking faintly.
"Wait for me," Lu Chen hung up the phone, the veins in his calves bulging as the bicycle creaked under his forceful pedaling, speeding up even more, the concern in his eyes something he himself had not noticed.
Su Mo, holding back tears, huddled in the room as those men kicked the table aside and barged in; noises of them ransacking the place echoed from outside. She propped a table against the door, hoping to buy some time.
There was nothing of value in the house; all they could find were some food and a few candles.
"What crap, so poor."
"Exactly," the two skinny men in charge of searching expressed their disdain.
Da Zhuang slapped the two men on the back and pointed at the tightly shut room door with a smirk, "What do you expect to find in a female student's room other than her body?"
The bunch of men understood the implication and burst out laughing heartily, while the old woman, appearing to have grown accustomed to their behavior, picked up a tin of food and walked out admonishing, "Hurry up, don't wait for others to come."
"Let me do it. I'll open the door and drag this bitch out so the brothers can have some fun," Er Zhuang said as he pushed past the others and walked up to the door, wielding his machete fiercely.
Su Mo listened intently to every word of the conversation outside. She kept praying for Lu Chen to show up quickly.
The machete struck the door, making a loud noise. The wooden panel was soon split open, leaving a hole through which Er Zhuang peered inside, but he could not see Su Mo within his field of view.
He reached his arm through the hole, trying to reach the doorknob to open the door. Su Mo stood right next to it, pressing her body tightly against the wall, waiting for the right moment to act—and now was her best chance to counterattack.
The tip of the dagger plunged violently into the palm that was about to touch the doorknob, as she used all her strength to pin Er Zhuang's hand to the door.
As the saying goes, the fingers are connected directly to the heart; a piercing through the palm is agonizing. Er Zhuang immediately screamed in pain. Da Zhuang, sensing trouble, quickly stepped forward and delivered a kick to the doorknob. Su Mo, with her back against the table, braced against the door with all her might. Despite her efforts, she couldn't withstand the repeated blows from Da Zhuang, and the door was finally forced open.
She was knocked to the ground, her forehead hitting the floor and leaving her dazed.
Da Zhuang rushed in, pulled out the dagger, and threw it to the ground. He kicked Su Mo in the abdomen while a few others hurried to help the howling Er Zhuang sit down on the sofa.
"Goddamn it, I'll take care of you first!" Spitting on the ground, Da Zhuang began to unbuckle his belt and pull down his trousers.
The stabbing pain in her abdomen made Su Mo curl up like a shrimp, her originally rosy lips instantly losing their color as her face turned ashen.
When Lu Chen arrived, he witnessed this harrowing scene. A storm gathered in his eyes, and a nameless rage filled his chest.
His voice, like it came from hell and mingled with the cutting cold wind,
"How dare you?"
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