Jiang Zi climbed to the top of the tower, then lowered the sling rope and safety rope, silently buckled the lifting pulley to the rope, and then turned on the motor on the iron floating tu, the pulley buzzed and rolled, climbed on the cable, and led her up slowly.

Jiang Zi got into the windshield at the top of the tower, and he was going to fix the hole in the windshield first.

"File."

Mo Yu rose to the top of the ladder with the toolbox and fixed herself, she didn't have to follow into the windshield, one more person couldn't get in, Mo Yu only needed to hand the tool at the bottom, anyway, she was just an assistant, it wasn't her turn to do it, Mo Yu took out the electric file and handed it over.

Jiang Zi knelt on the partition with the back of his head against the dome, sometimes it was not a good thing to be too tall and too big, he had to curl up to work, Jiang Zi bent over and came closer, and reached out to caress the irregular gap in the windshield, the hole was the size of a basin, it was almost round, but the edges were rough, and there were burrs peculiar to resin woven fibers.

He held the handle of the file and smoothed it out little by little along the broken edges, like an old craftsman doing carpentry. In this kind of minutiae, no matter how advanced the technology is, it can't come in handy, and you have to let people do it themselves, but the minutiae can determine success or failure, which is the meaning and value of Jiangzi's existence.

Mo Yu hung on the stairs below, holding a toolbox in his hand, hanging twenty meters in the air, chewing gum in his mouth, dangling boredly.

She wasn't worried about falling down, she couldn't die if she fell on Titan.

"Sister Moyu?" Suddenly, Yaxiang's voice came from the earphones, "Can you hear me?" Didn't bother you, did you? ”

"Huh? Yaxiang? Mo Yu said, "What's the matter?" ”

"I saw a lot of food in this cabinet and wanted to ask ......"

"Wait, wait, that's mine, that's mine." Mo Yu was anxious, "No one is allowed to move." ”

Yaxiang was stunned.

Mo Yu glanced up at the partition above his head, and said in a low voice: "Yaxiang, that's what I worked hard to steal from the chef, don't shake it out for me, if Wan Kai's goods are discovered, he will definitely collect them all for me, this is my ration for the next few days." ”

"Okay, I'm not going to tell Chef." Ya Xiang also lowered her voice, as if she was a thief, "Sister Moyu, I'll help you hide it." ”

"The chick is so good, go back and share a little bit with you."

"Silence, ruler." Jiang Zi put the file down, moved his sore neck, and breathed a small sigh of relief.

He trimmed the edges of the tear and smoothed them all so that he could proceed to the next step, and there could be no gaps when repairing the draft shield, and it was necessary to ensure sufficient sealing, if the cold air from the outside could flow in, then the draft shield would lose its original meaning.

Mo Yu handed the ruler to Jiang Zi, "What are you doing?" ”

"Me?" Yaxiang replied, "I'm writing a script, and the interview is part of my mission, and I need to describe your life and work in detail, so that the public can understand what you are doing...... I'm recording the repair work of the communication tower, Sister Moyu, if it's convenient for you, can I interview you? ”

"Of course."

"And what are you doing?" Yaxiang was very interested.

"Hanging." Tacit answer.

"Huh?"

"I'm hanging." Mo Yu said leisurely, "It's like Emperor Chongzhen hanging himself from the old crooked neck tree in the coal mountain." ”

Jiang Zi measured the diameter of the circular breach with a ruler, it was about twenty-six centimeters, it was really hard to imagine how high the speed of that ice was hit, Lou Qi was right, the high-strength resin material that formed the windshield was bulletproof, and it could not be pierced by a pistol when standing fifty meters away.

"Drills." Jiang Zi stretched out his hand.

Mo Yu handed the drill to him again, and then withdrew the ruler.

"What is the stationmaster doing?" Yaxiang asked.

"The stationmaster is mending the hole, I think he's ......" Mo Yu tried to straighten his neck and peek from underneath, "punching holes in this hood." ”

Jiang Zi turned up the brightness of the headlamp, held the electric drill and made a hole evenly in the windshield, a violent suddenness, even the Moyu below could feel the uniform high-frequency vibration, he made a circle of small holes around the round hole, which was used to tighten the screws.

"Pen."

Next, Jiang Zi unfolded the steel plate, drew a large circle on the steel plate with a marker pen according to the data measured before, and made a punch mark on this round steel plate.

"Ion gun."

Jiang Zi took the ion cutting gun, pulled the trigger, and the muzzle of the gun spit out a dark blue flame, he slowly adjusted the size and flow rate of the ion jet flame, and finally maintained the jet flow at a visible length of one centimeter, this thing can produce a high temperature of more than 2,500 degrees Celsius, can cut through steel like cutting cream, Jiang Zi cut the steel plate along the drawn line, cutting out a circle with a diameter of thirty centimeters.

Jiang Zi pressed the steel plate the windshield, and relied on the mechanical exoskeleton to press it into a convex surface that fits the hemispherical windshield tightly, 399 steel is very malleable and can be pressed into various shapes.

Jiang Zi began to punch holes in the steel plate with an electric drill, and his movements were quite quick, obviously an old repairman for many years, and he was familiar with the road.

"Nails."

Silently placed a box of long screws on the partition.

The cooperation between the two is compact and gapless, Jiang Zi can give whatever he wants, and he can be regarded as a reliable assistant, you may not be able to let her go to the roof to cut the steel plate, but she can still do it by asking her to hand over a screwdriver, after all, she is just mentally ill and not mentally retarded.

Jiang Zi pressed the steel plate on the inner wall of the draft shield, aligned the steel plate with the holes in the draft shield, and then screwed the screws in one by one, the screws would expand after being driven in, and then firmly fixed the patch on the draft shield, riveting is not necessarily stronger than welding, but the outer layer is plastic, and he can't weld the plastic and the steel plate together.

He finished screwing the last screw, then carefully touched it with his hands from top to bottom to make sure it was smooth, and squinted his eyes with a flashlight to check if there were any gaps.

"Alright." Jiang Zi slapped his face, admiring the fruits of his labor, a large round patch, ugly is a little ugly, but it is very reliable, and it is the same style as himself, "In fact, it is best to apply a layer of glue to it, and fill in those gaps that are invisible to the naked eye, but this is enough for emergencies, and the real maintenance will be said when the Buran arrives...... Nailed it. ”

In the end, it was Jiang Zi, he never dragged mud and water when he worked, repaired the roof to make up for a leak to catch it, and it didn't take more than two hours from beginning to end, he stuffed the tool back into Mo Yu's hand, and then pointed down, "Go down Mo Yu, we can go back!" ”