Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

Above the Mars orbit.

There was silence in the cockpit.

Quietly waiting for the result of the communication channel, Liu Wei took a deep breath and suddenly said.

"captain."

Xu Zhenghong: "What is it?"

Liu Wei: "Are we doing this right?"

"What is inappropriate for the exchanges between countries? In the same position, they may not presuppose conditions for rescue." Looking at this slightly younger comrade, Xu Zhenghong smiled. I turned my gaze to the dust-filled planet. "Even if it is in the name of humanitarianism, we can't run this trick."

Liu Wei asked: "If they didn't find what we wanted?"

Xu Zhenghong was silent for a while and said.

"It is a loss for us."

However, for the sake of maximizing profits, they will eventually let them board the ship.

And this is what Professor Lu told him...

......

At the same time, the surface of Mars.

The alloy door panel on the outside of the life support unit slowly opened, and a red painted Mars rover drove out of it, facing the dusty sand.

Looking at the green dots that are getting closer on the radar, Johnson's face is full of complex expressions.

Obviously, Nasa could not make such a ridiculous task. The Chinese people called "this is your request." Even an excuse to comfort himself cannot be said.

But if he wants to go home, he has no choice...

Under the guidance of the vehicle radar, Johnson quickly arrived at the destination.

The car was parked not far from the center of the explosion. Johnson, who had already worn the spacesuit, took the toolbox out of the trunk of the rover and walked towards the center of the bfs space crash site.

"Shet... all fell into this ghost."

While watching the shocking horror, Johnson sampled the materials of the bfs spacecraft according to the requirements of the mission log and saved them with a special sample box.

Soon after, I was close to the core area, and the broken wreckage gradually increased.

Carefully crossed the steel fragments, Johnson removed the arc-cutting gun from the toolbox and pressed the button against the deformed metal casing, quickly cutting a circular break into the casing.

After doing all this, Johnson took a sigh of relief and threw the cutting gun into the toolbox.

"Call... It’s time to work."

Speaking to himself, he reached out and grabbed the metal strips in the bfs spacecraft cabin. The arms slowly moved through the metal waste and slipped into the cabin.

"Black box... Let me think, it seems to be under the seat of the cab. Well, it should be like this..."

Opened the flashlight on the chest, Johnson wiped the dust on the mask of the spacesuit and began to explore the past in the direction of the cab according to the route in memory.

In fact, as Lu Zhou guessed, there is something like a black box on the bfs spacecraft. It will record a series of calculation data from the launch of the bfs spacecraft to the orbit, and the communication record with the NASA headquarters.

If the bfs spacecraft encounters an accident, falling on the surface of Mars, recycling black boxes is also one of the work of the ground colonists.

However, this part of the work does not include the part of handing the black box to the Chinese people...

Found a green suitcase with a reflective strip under the broken driver's seat. Johnson hesitated for a moment and finally shook his head and turned to walk in the direction of the cabin...

Within a life support unit 30 kilometers away.

Jones and Taiwei, who stayed in the experimental cabin, were waiting for the news of Captain Johnson.

I don’t know how many times I looked out the porthole, even though there was nothing but the long sand, but Tavi couldn’t help but stretch my neck and look out.

At this time, the door of the experimental cabin suddenly opened, and Johnson, who was wearing a cabin spacesuit and hanging sand on his body, walked in with a green box with a reflective strip and a slightly smaller suitcase.

Taiwei’s face showed a smile and greeted him. However, Johnson did not look at him. He pushed him straight to the console and connected the data line on the spacesuit to the next box. Then he pressed it. Connect the button for communication.

"I have found what you want."

The noisy current sounded for a while.

The voice of the response was quickly transmitted from the communication channel.

"Congratulations, you have already got the ticket for your return home. Please enter the return cabin now, ready to start the ignition process. We will arrive in New Virginia just 5 minutes later."

"Roger that."

Pulling out the data line, Johnson looked at the two teammates standing behind him, and took a sigh of relief like a heavy load.

"...we go home."

......

The New Virginia escape cabin is located in the very center of the life support unit and is connected directly above the methane generator.

When the situation on the surface of Mars deteriorates to uncontrollable, the colonizer only needs to enter the return cabin to initiate the escape procedure, and the liquid oxygen and methane in the life support unit will be injected into the engine of the return tank base as much as possible for return. The cabin returns to the bfs spacecraft that surrounds the track.

Of course, the bfs spacecraft has now been crashed by Nasa.

Although there is no direct evidence to prove that this is what Nasa does, but beyond that, Johnson can't think of a better reason.

Even, he would rather believe that Nasa took the initiative to give up.

This can also make his guilty feeling a little lighter...

Dragging the thick column of smoke and flame, the hemispherical silver-white return compartment separates from the life-sustaining unit and smashes the tumbling dust.

At this moment, the failed extraterrestrial colonial activity, which lasted less than three months, finally drew up the stronghold with the withdrawal of the colonists.

Of course, although they have failed, the lessons and lessons they have learned in their failures are enough to pave the way for their successors and help them go further...

The course headed for a quiet starry sky, and the return capsule that rose into orbit around it gradually lost its power and merged into the orbit around Mars. After half an hour of floating, I finally invested in the embrace of Xiaguang.

Stretching the lens, looking far away, the large and small spacecraft slowly approaching under the sun, just like two light spots that shine.

"The new Virginia is successfully on track... Our oxygen may not last long, we need help."

"Here is the Xiaguang, we have received your request, please be patient and wait for the rescue."

The door is slowly opened, and the long mechanical arm is swept out of the cabin, slowly clamping the outer casing of the return compartment. At the moment of contact, the bulkhead of the return cabin was shaken sharply for a while, but it quickly settled down and was slowly dragged into the cargo compartment by the Xiaguang.

This design was originally used to recover space junk and satellites that have reached the end of their useful life but could not crash normally. However, it is technically feasible to recover the returning cabin.

Almost at the same time, thousands of kilometers away from Jinling City, surrounded by a media reporter, the Lunar Orbit Construction Committee held a press conference as scheduled to publicize the latest progress of the rescue operation.

When I heard the news that the bfs spacecraft had fallen from the orbit around Mars, the reporters at the scene were shocked. The scene was out of control. Johnson’s wife who came to China from North America was crying with a nose.

However, just a few hours, everything will turn.

When the return capsule was successfully tracked, the Xiaguang arrived at the target airspace, and the news of the spacecraft recycling operation began one after another, the reporters at the scene and the people from all walks of life waiting for the final result, as well as the US embassy staff and the families of the victims, held their hands. Breathing, nervously waiting for the final result.

In the end, when the news of the success of the rescue spanned tens of millions of kilometers and a delay of five or six minutes, the moment when it was transmitted to the Jinling Ground Command Center, the news that "the rescue work was a complete success" and "all three astronauts survived" was also in the first It was announced on the big screen at the press conference.

When the lines of excitement came into view, all the jealousy and prayers received a satisfactory answer...

The scene of the press conference.

In an instant.

Filled with thunderous applause!

"God...thank you! Thank you! Thank you very much! Sorry, I don't know how to express it, my emotions are a bit out of control, hehe..."

Holding the hand of the chief designer Lu Zhou tightly, the woman who was crying excitedly said thankful, and her legs slowly lost support. Fortunately, the staff next to the eye quickly helped her, only to be excited. She didn't fall to the ground when she was about to faint.

Lu Zhou handed her a comforting look, then told the staff to take her to the side to rest.

His husband is still alive and dead.

For more than a month, she must have suffered a lot.

Now that the stone in my heart has finally landed, she can finally sleep well.

Standing in front of the reporter's camera, Chen Yunhai, director of the organization department of the Lunar Track Construction Committee and deputy director of the China Aerospace Administration, announced the victory of the rescue operation with solemn voice and announced the timetable for the return of the Xiaguang.

Standing aside, the staff of the embassy took off their eyes and wiped the sand from the corner of their eyes with their index fingers and thumb. Then, like the people next to him, he gave applause for this moment.

Although this game is what they lost, there is no doubt about it.

but……

He still couldn't help but applaud for this moment...