Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

In fact, the arrival of Xiaguang was 79 hours earlier than Lu Zhou estimated.

After 41 days and 2 hours of flight, the fire red planet has risen on the porthole of the Xiaguang cockpit.

Squinting at the porthole, watching the bright sun rise slowly from the edge of the fire red, watching the rolling waves swell like a sea of ​​fire, sitting in the co-pilot’s Liu Wei Lower tongue.

“It’s a mess… but the scenery is pretty.”

“Yes.” Xu Zhenghong nodded, not a lot of words, reached out on the helmet, Shen Huihui reported, “Here is the Xiaguang, we have entered the Mars Gravity system, successfully into the a-11 track.”

Quietly waited for about five minutes.

With the noisy current sound, the unstable communication sound came from Earth tens of millions of kilometers away.

“Here is the ground command center, congratulations on your successful completion of the mission… Now please start the active braking program, ready to approach Mars. The orbital navigation will be done by the onboard computer, I wish you good luck.”

“Roger that!”

Tens of millions of kilometers away, it is obviously impossible to command spacecraft to change rails through real-time communication.

The program of changing the track has been written into the program set in advance, and the driver will complete the track switching according to his own judgment with the aid of the onboard computer.

Of course, although it sounds very complicated, the actual operation is not so troublesome.

The degree of automation of Xiaguang is still very high. Unless there is a special situation, in general, the driver only needs to keep an eye on the dial of speed and distance to make sure that the spacecraft does not deviate from the orbit.

Liu Wei: “Are we going straight down? Or are they waiting for them?”

Xu Zhenghong: “The new Virginia Life Support Unit has installed return cabins. They return to the BFSspaceship on Mars orbit through the return cabin. We recycle the target and then change the track to return.”

Also throw the “detector”.

Of course, this part is a top secret mission, which was personally given to him by Lu Zhou, the chief designer of the Lunar Track Construction Committee. This mission can only be rotten in his stomach. Even if Liu Wei is his deputy, he can’t reveal a little news…

Liu Wei: “OK… What if they can’t come back?”

Xu Zhenghong sighed his lips: “Then mourn for half a minute for them… remember to take photos for evidence, don’t let the Americans put the pot on our heads.”

“No problem, the law enforcement recorder starts!”

Liu Wei smiled and reached for the button on the console.

“What are you worried about? It’s still early.”

Xu Zhenghong laughs cursed.

But at this time, the expression on his face suddenly solidified.

Looking at the silver white point outside the porthole, Xu Zhenghong’s pupil narrowed slightly and reached out and pressed it on the helmet.

“Here is the Xiaguang… American spaceship, it seems that there is a little bit of a situation.”

Another five minutes of waiting.

The voice of the ground command center came from the communication channel.

“What’s happening?”

Xu Zhenghong blinked and stared at the bright white silver spot.

I don’t know if it is his illusion. He always feels a bit wrong.

Perceived the direction of his sight, Liu Wei cooperated to open the active ranging laser radar, aiming at the airspace where the target aircraft is located.

Although this gadget is used to measure the relative distance of meteorites, the target of the action can also be a spacecraft.

Looking at the distance parameter on the screen in kilometers per second, Xu Zhenghong shouted took a deep breath, said loudly.

“BFSspaceship is falling… repeat it… BFSspaceship is falling!”

……

It has been more than a month since the release of the distress signal.

Or, to be precise, it is 41 days and 2 hours.

The crops in the growing area have completely withered, there is not enough light, and there is not enough energy. These things are just a burden.

In order to save energy, as early as two weeks ago, they restricted the scope of activities to less than ten square meters of experimental area, cutting off the power supply of other functional areas. The reason why I chose to wait for the rescue here is because there is only one after another, which can accept the BFSspaceship signal, obtain the weather information, and use this as a signal repeater to control the terminal with Earth.

Even so, however, the remaining energy is stretched.

At most 42 hours, they will die because of lack of oxygen…

At this time, a shivering female voice in a weak broke the silence in the experimental cabin.

“They came back to save us?” Helplessly looked at the dust outside the porthole to cover the sky, and Jones was wearing a bit of despair.

It is basically impossible to count on the sandstorm to stop.

From the current scale, the sandstorm will last at least six months.

Sitting on the edge of the porthole, Johnson, holding a photo in his hand, replied subconsciously with a little effort.

“Most definitely.”

Although the handsome face that is always optimistic at the moment, I can’t see any optimistic expression.

“Not necessarily,” shrinking in another corner, the dark-skinned Tavi swears, “Maybe they will think that we are dead but better.”

Blue’s eyes are so big that Jones can’t believe it looks to this side: “Why?”

Taiwei: “You think, if we die, we are heroes, we only need a national flag and a funeral to send us off. But if we are alive, they must spend a lot of Franklin to build another Rocket, give us more supplies or take us home… no matter which option, it’s too bad-“

“enough!”

Johnson of face was gloomy, suddenly snarled.

There was a strange silence in the cabin for a while.

It was dumbfounded by Captain for two or three seconds, but soon Tavi wrinkled his head and stood up in a bad tone.

“Hey, what am wrong with what I said?”

Also standing up from the floor, Johnson looked at him gloomyly.

“I just want your pig to close your mouth and consume two milliliters of oxygen. Maybe we can live a few more seconds.”

“Oh, what’s the point? Anyway, it’s all dead, oh, i understand, do you want to do one with me? Then come on, I have already seen you this bad face.” Taiwei rubbed Under the fist, put on the posture of boxing.

Seeing that the two had to fight, Jones gave up his strength and stood up from the ground, trying to stop two people.

“Enough! You are all calm!”

However, at this time, outside the life support unit, suddenly there was a sudden muffled sound.

The two men who were about to erupt, suddenly stunned, and looked in the same way outside the porthole.

Although the smoke was blowing through the smoke, the dusty fireball was still clearly visible. At the same time, on the control terminal not far away, the green dot marking the spaceship contact signal finally turned red after a series of intermittent flashes.

At the same time, the screen in the standby state is turned on, and a string of glaring characters flashes in the upper right corner –

[lost connection]

At the moment of seeing this line, Johnson swallowed and his face gradually became a horror.

“Shet, our spaceship!”

Taiwei also muttered to himself in a whisper.

“……God.”

Silence has sunk for a long time.

Until the flashing fire of the group exhausted the liquid oxygen in the engine, it was eventually swallowed by the tumbling dust, and it was not known where it fell…

Staring at the dead dust outside the porthole, Jones asked with a trembling voice.

“Can we die?”

No one answered her.

BFSspaceship’s fuel is more than enough to float on the orbit for twenty years, but at this time there is a “failure”…

Lifting the trembling index finger, Johnson reached out and drew a cross on his chest.

God bless.

Although he also knows that this is the site of Ares, even if God is elderly, there is nothing to do…

However, at this moment, it sounded like a sound of nature, but it sounded.

At first he thought it was a current sound and didn’t care.

Until the noisy voice gradually clears…

Looking at the [connection request] appearing on the screen and the green dot lit up on the terminal, like grabbing the last life-saving straw, Johnson rushed to the control terminal in a crazy way and pressed the button to connect to the communication.

Whether it is God or an alien…

He only hopes that this is not his hallucination.

It turns out that this is really not an illusion.

At the moment when the communication is connected, a clear and smooth voice is like a spring pouring into his ear…

“…This is the Colonel Xu Zhenghong of the Chinese People’s Liberation Army Astronauts Brigade, friends on Mars, are you okay?”