Chapter 149 Report Tomorrow

The conversation between the two was also heard by three Class D personnel who were urgently transferred from a nearby base.

But after hearing Carl clearly point out that there is no amnesty for Class D personnel, although they already knew it, they were still very frustrated after hearing it again.

In fact, every Class D personnel knows very well that they can only stay in the Blue and White Society forever until they die.

When they faced the death penalty and S13, they were told that after signing, they would be dead in society.

Everyone knows that a death row prisoner who has been executed will never be able to return to society, unless the world is in chaos and the end of the world is coming, there is still a little possibility.

Not forcing people to face the mission of death is already the limit.

Carl led Mo Qiong out of the institute, and along the way Mo Qiong finally understood why it was so.

This is not just that the system does not allow it, but reality also does not allow Class D personnel to have a guaranteed future.

Because the containment world itself is so cruel, the Blue and White Society cannot even guarantee the lives of its members, so how can it guarantee the safety of Class D personnel.

This containment failure resulted in the official death of 154 people and peripheral personnel, and the death of 21 Class D personnel.

But if we count the mortality rate, before the reinforcements arrived, there were a total of 160 combatants fighting in the institute, including those outside, and 23 D-class personnel.

The mortality rates were 96% and 91%, respectively, and the D-class personnel were lower.

Even if we only count the official staff, the total number was 21, and 15 people died, the mortality rate was 71%.

Only when researchers like Carl are included, the mortality rate of official members will drop to 50%.

Even in the extreme case of containment failure, which may have a 100% mortality rate for all.

But the members' usual field containment operations are also quite dangerous.

They are strong enough, more capable than D-class personnel, and have more resources and intelligence, but they also have to bear greater responsibilities accordingly.

The members are protected only in terms of life, and have more freedom than D-class personnel.

D-class personnel perform must-die tests, and members will also perform must-die tasks.

It's just that one is performed daily and the other is performed occasionally.

The work done by the former is a necessary part of the containment business, so only a group of people can be forced to do it. If this is evil, it is a necessary evil.

The work done by the latter is also a necessary part of the shelter business, and they also have to make sacrifices, but voluntarily.

Enforced execution, because of guilt.

Voluntary performance, because of love.

Someone has to do the necessary things, someone has to... This is reality.

It is impossible to let members supported by faith to fulfill the obligations of D-class personnel.

D-class personnel do not have the spirit of voluntary sacrifice to fulfill their duties as members.

If they can get life protection because of their meritorious service, like the millions of protected masses, then it is not that D-class personnel want to be pardoned, but that formal members want to be "promoted" to D-class personnel.

Formal members also work all year round, have outstanding merits, but have never been guaranteed to "definitely survive."

D-class personnel who have made great contributions can be exempted from forced death missions, which is already the limit. Compared with some members, there is no difference except that they cannot enter society casually.

Order cannot be disrupted, and the Blue and White Society, which has too much responsibility, cannot and cannot set a precedent.

Carl told Mo Qiong that it was not that D-class personnel would not get any rewards, but that the order could not clearly point out how to get rewards.

Only when D-class personnel redeem themselves in despair and win the respect of the society, then even if there is no clear order to protect them, the members will not treat them unfairly.

In fact, there are also D-class personnel who fight side by side with the members, and no one discriminates against D-class personnel.

Everything is just necessary people doing necessary things.

"You go back and rest first, Mo Qiong, don't tell those who don't know about the detailed information about the containment."

"Come to the institute at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning."

Hearing Carl's words, Mo Qiong couldn't help asking, "What's the matter?"

Carl smiled and said, "You will know tomorrow."

...

Mo Qiong, who returned to the apartment, was soon visited by Zhang Wei and others.

They didn't know what Mo Qiong had done, but they also knew that the institute had a containment failure today!

The whole Meng Island was in a panic, and hundreds of peripheral soldiers were on guard in various parts of the town with live ammunition.

The airport and the dock were all blocked, and even two ships arrived just now and were anchored outside the port.

A group of members either ran in the air or parachuted directly from the sky. They cut off their parachute bags when they were still a hundred meters above the ground, and bounced directly into the air to slow down and land.

The restrainers were asked to stay in the room and not go out. Not long ago, a team of guards searched the apartment with guns, walking around floor by floor, as if looking for something.

This made the restrainers even more nervous, until the containment escaped.

Fortunately, it was a false alarm for them. Although they didn't know what happened specifically, Mo Qiong was in the institute when the incident happened.

At this moment, Mo Qiong actually came back alive, which made these restrainers excited and curious.

"You came back intact, how is it? Is it exciting!" Zhang Wei laughed, hugged Mo Qiong, and was not afraid at all whether Mo Qiong brought back some effects.

He knew that Mo Qiong could be put back in the apartment, which meant that there was no spread hazard, and the containment failure must have been successfully resolved.

It was mainly thanks to the fact that the expounder David happened to be there, so he didn't have to rush from other places and seized the golden opportunity. Otherwise, let alone the back figure in the painting, no one could stop him.

In addition to avoiding him, the members could only provoke the back figure as much as possible, risking their lives and keeping him underground so that he wouldn't run out.

Mo Qiong frowned and said, "More than 180 people died. Do you think it's exciting?"

"Uh..." Everyone didn't dare to laugh.

Zhang Wei said, "Is this... so dangerous? I saw you come back intact and thought it was just a false alarm."

Mo Qiong looked at them helplessly, not knowing what to say for a while.

After thinking about it, he took off his shirt directly.

On his chest, the deep red blood scab was right in the middle of his heart. The injury was as big as a bowl, and there were many thorn-like scars around it that "bloomed" in all directions. It was a mark of torn skin, and with the blood hole in the heart, it was like a bloody sun blooming.

The blood scab has not healed yet. Even if it heals, there will be a flat or even sunken blood scar on the heart, which is hideous and conspicuous.

This is a large piece of flesh that was torn off. Compared with the intact right breast, such a terrible injury in front of the heart looks too scary.

"Hiss!" Everyone gasped. How could ordinary people have seen such a large and hideous blood scab.

Zhang Wei said in horror: "Your heart has been ripped out! It's so big... It's stabbed into the heart, but you are still alive?"

He compared it with his hand, which is as big as a palm.

Such a large blood scab, and on the heart, can't help but make up your mind. It's a terrible big hand, stabbing into the heart like a murder weapon, pinching the beating heart...

It's a life-or-death situation, absolutely a life-or-death situation. The limiters turned pale when they thought about this terrible injury and dared not look directly at it.

Then they saw that there were several scars of different sizes on Mo Qiong's waist and arms. There must be more than one crisis.

Mo Qiong put on his clothes silently, without saying a word, but he had already made them understand how dangerous the containment failure was.

Although the chest injury was not as terrible as they imagined, the fan head did not touch Mo Qiong's heart at all, but only tore off his left breast on the surface.

But the situation at that time was indeed critical. If Mo Qiong had not said nothing and saw the security guard dead, he would have definitely died if he had not turned around first without saying anything.

Because the next blow from the fan head would not be to dig at the chest, but to scratch the heart directly. At that time, even if it was delayed by one second, Mo Qiong would not be as simple as losing his left breast, but would be directly torn off several pieces of heart.

The heart was scratched into pieces, and he was still alive?

But even so, the injury of digging the chest alone was extremely horrifying, and it was extremely visually shocking to these restrictors who had never seen such injuries.

"What kind of terrible thing attacked you? How did you survive?" everyone asked.

Mo Qiong shook his head and said, "I was told when I came back that I can't talk about the containment you haven't experienced."

When he was just a limiter, he didn't know any other containment except the containment experienced by the few people around him.

But after experiencing a containment failure and being temporarily recruited, he suddenly gained knowledge and learned about the power of many containment objects. If he wasn't there, he wouldn't tell him about the information of these containment objects.

"Then..."

Everyone talked a lot and wanted to ask something else. They became more curious about Mo Qiong's experience.

But Mo Qiong didn't feel like chatting with them. He said tiredly, "I'm too tired and injured. I want to rest early. What's the matter with you?"

"You rest, you rest..."

"We won't disturb you..."

Seeing Mo Qiong in a daze, and with the injury, everyone was very tactful and would not disturb him again. They said goodbye and let him rest.

Seeing that he had no interest in satisfying their gossip, everyone left disappointed.

And Mo Qiong was even more disappointed. After getting to know several members and D-level personnel, he felt that the limiter was very happy, including himself.

No wonder there are three recommended places for training every year, but there have been no recommendations for three consecutive years. There are still too few people among the restrictors who are worth training.

Although 90% of the restrictors will become peripheral personnel, they will almost never become combat personnel in the periphery. In the future, they will basically still be protected roles, just like the general public.

These restrictors who have become peripheral personnel only account for a small part of the peripheral personnel.

The containment failed this time, and the peripheral personnel also suffered heavy losses. Except for a few who were locked in the stairwell and did not participate in the battle, the security guards can be said to have been wiped out!

This kind of combat-type peripheral personnel is actually only one step away from formal personnel. As far as Moqiong knows, they are all members who have been trained but have not passed the assessment.

So they are actually in the same position as formal members, but they have not passed the exam, have not been regularized, and their abilities are a little worse.

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P.S: Sorry, I'm curious about how many people put their palms on their left chests? Even pinched them twice…