Chapter 794: A Ticket Home
The BFS spacecraft crashes into the Martian atmosphere!
By the time the news came from Martian orbit, it was already five minutes later.
Lu Zhou's first reaction was to lie down, and his second reaction was to sigh, those people from NASA are really ruthless!
The BFS spacecraft didn't have a problem sooner rather than later, but now it's a problem, it's a coincidence. If it was an accident, I wouldn't believe it if I killed him!
Especially if a spacecraft like this really wants to self-destruct, it is actually very simple, as long as the orbital altitude is lowered to contact the atmosphere, and wait for the planetary gravity to pull the spacecraft back to the surface and crash actively.
Generally, after the satellite reaches the end of its useful life, most of them will be artificially guided to fall into an area far away from land in this way.
It's just that Lu Zhou still didn't expect that Lao Mei was willing to drop the BFS spacecraft rather than let his astronauts take a look......
Anyway, if you look at it, you won't get pregnant, as for being so excited?
The ground command center, standing next to Lu Zhou, Hou Guang turned his inquiring gaze to Lu Zhou and asked.
"What now?"
Lu Zhou pondered for a while and spoke.
"Can you determine the coordinates of the crash of the BFS spacecraft?"
Hou Guang shook his head and said, "...... The specific coordinates cannot be locked, and the current atmospheric conditions of Mars cannot be directly observed on the surface at all. However, although it cannot be directly observed, we can roughly deduce the area where it may have fallen from its fall trajectory. β
Lu Zhou immediately spoke.
"Mark the estimated area, I need to know where it relates to the New Virginia outpost."
"Yes."
Standing next to the console and waiting quietly for more than ten minutes, soon a grid-like image of a three-dimensional composition was presented on the big screen. The New Virginia outpost was marked as a blue dot according to the coordinates provided by the United States, and the area where the BFS spacecraft could have landed was painted a red circle of about 40 square kilometers, and the distance between the center of this red circle and New Virginia was about 30 kilometers.
At the speed of the rover, it can be reached in about an hour.
After staring at the image on the screen for a while, Lu Zhou suddenly had an idea in his heart, looked at Hou Guang and said.
"Let the Glowing get in touch with the colonists of New Virginia."
Hou Guang: "And then?" β
"Then take them home," Lu Zhou continued, smiling, "but in exchange we can tip them as a ticket home." β
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ββ¦β¦ Repeat, this is Colonel Xu Zhenghong of the Astronaut Brigade of the People's Liberation Army of China, friends on Mars, are you okay? β
The sound of heaven echoed in his ears, and Johnson grabbed the headset with all his strength and put it on his head, like grasping the last straw to save his life.
Switching to the answer channel, he said in a hurried tone.
"We're good! No, no, no, we're in a terrible situation...... Did NASA send you? No, I meanβ"
With a cacophony of electricity, Johnson was interrupted on the other end of the communication channel and continued.
ββ¦β¦ No, we are humanitarian, and we are not employed by anyone to help you. If you want to get home safely, please follow our instructions. β
There was a faint hint of unusual flavor in this sentence, and Johnson frowned and said.
"What do you need us to do?"
Xu Zhenghong: "Please turn on the data transmission system." β
After a moment's hesitation, Johnson finally accepted Xu Zhenghong's request and turned on the data transmission system.
This is quite risky, and if the other party takes the opportunity to plant a virus in the control system of the life support unit, it is enough to kill them by simply turning off the air exchange system.
However, at the moment, he had no choice.
As Colonel Xu said, if they want to go home, they can only do what they say.
The data transfer system turns on, and soon a line of progress bars pops up on the screen.
Johnson furrowed his eyebrows slightly and asked.
"What is this?"
"Regarding the investigation and identification of the cause of the accident, we need to collect some necessary information."
What does the cause of the accident have to do with you Chinese people?
However, now is clearly not the time to complain about this.
Looking at the progress bar on the screen like a snail crawling, Johnson took a deep breath and couldn't help but ask.
"We're just waiting here for the reading slip to finish?"
"No, we need one more thing from you."
Feeling a hint of something wrong, Johnson asked, swallowing his saliva.
"What's the matter?"
"The approximate location of the BFS spacecraft crash has been updated to your mission log, about thirty kilometers away from what is now New Virginia. Of course, I'm sure you have a more direct way to locate the BFS ship. Regardless of the method you use, we need you to follow our instructions to recover the black boxes of the BFS spacecraft and sample the materials in the designated area......"
At this point, Xu Zhenghong paused for a moment and reminded in a serious voice.
"This is also your commission."
Johnson swallowed.
He no longer has the energy to think about the truth of this sentence.
"Now there's a sandstorm outside, we can't-"
"The atmosphere on Mars is only one percent as dense as on Earth, and dust storms are nothing to be afraid of. If you have what we want, maybe we'll be a little more careful when recovering the capsule. β
"Well, that's it."
"I look forward to good news from you."
Communication was disconnected.
Looking at the dialog box that was reading on the screen, Johnson slammed his fist against the wall.
"Damn it!"
Holding his breath from the beginning, Jones asked in a worried voice.
"Will NASA make these requests?"
Looking at Johnson, who was swaying in dark color, Tevi said nervously, "...... Listen, man, whatever they want, we'll just give it to them. NASA is going to give up on us anyway, isn't it? Otherwise why would they take the initiative to crash BFS? Don't tell me what the accident was! Even if it was hit by a meteorite, it wouldn't just fall down so simply! β
Johnson was silent for a moment and did not speak.
After a long time, as if he had made a choice, he slowly said, "You go and prepare the rover." β
"Okay."
In a rare obedience, Tyvi obeyed Johnson's call and did not talk back to him.
After all, he was able to go home, no matter how much his brain lacked roots, he knew that it was best not to make extraneous branches at this time.
Looking out of the porthole, Johnson suddenly sighed, as if answering Jones's previous question, and as if convincing himself.
ββ¦β¦ Whether it was commissioned by NASA or not, now that the BFS has crashed, the only one who can get in touch with us is the Xiaguang...... We can only trust them. β
His wife is still waiting for him.
And two lovely kids.
He had to go home no matter what!
If NASA is going to give up on them, then it seems that there is nothing wrong with cooperating with the Chinese who are helping them......