After Fang Wenjing and the four of them had eaten, they set off to the material point.

This, as the saying goes, must be shallow on paper, and you must know that this matter will be punished.

Wrong. It's a compliment.

Sitting in the back seat of the strolling car, Fang Wenjing in the bleak blue sunset now feels cold, insecure, and bored, and unconsciously makes up a commentary in his mind.

She kept asking how much Xiao Wudian had left. In the end, he simply let Xiao Wu come down and drive it by himself. Although Kobe repeatedly assured her that the oil was enough for them to go back and forth, she still frantically wanted Xiao Wu not to go, and she would just go alone.

"Oh no, you have to have at least two people outdoors." Kobe Bryant told her very seriously. "Accidents happen by accident."

"He's right this time." Jason nodded and agreed, "EVA-Suit, oxygen, vehicles, communications, everything can go wrong. ”

"Okay." She sighed. "What is the full name of EVA? I know what this dress means. ”

"No, Extravehicular activity, an astronaut's extravehicular movement." Bryant Road.

"Whew......"

"Hey, relax, even if the electricity is not enough, our base will have a replacement." Jason said.

"But we use different batteries."

"Let's drive our car back." Jason said.

"Ah, Jason, you're so nice!" Fang Wenjing is sincerely grateful to these two foreign friends, before leaving, how could he have thought that there would be someone on this, let alone help him like this.

"No, you're lucky." Jason laughed. He seemed to talk a lot more than when they first met, and the introverted image he had established for Fang Wenjing at the beginning began to change to cheerfulness.

"Hey, there's up ahead, can you see that little bump?" Bryant pointed to a spot in the sky.

"I think I can." Fang Wenjing is like Sun Wukong.

"The light is not very good, otherwise it should be visible, and it will be there in ten minutes at most."

"Okay!"

"Do you have searchlights in your spacesuits?" Jason asked.

"Uh, I don't know." Fang Wenjing began to grope up, "Come to Xiao Wu, you can drive." ”

“………… Be. ”

"I'll look into it." She began to touch her hood. The hood has a round and sleek appearance, without any protrusions that resemble a switch.

"Nope."

"Well, that's a bit difficult, you can drive slowly on the way back, your car should have lights." Jason said.

Kobe Bryant glanced at Fang Wenjing's car, "Uh, Jason." ”

"Huh?"

"Their car doesn't seem to have lights."

".................." Fang Wenjing's eyes darkened.

"Hahaha" "Hahaha" The two Yankees laughed.

“………………”

"I'm sorry, Gin, but that's funny."

“……………… Do you have any flashlights? ”

"I'm sorry, no, hahahaha"

The heart is cold.

"Alright, here it is, get ready to watch the fireworks." Jason said.

There is a small rocket more than three meters tall in front of me, which looks like a children's toy in a shopping mall.

"So mini!?" At this time, Fang Wenjing and Xiao Wu's faces suddenly lit up, and a small light source inside the helmet emitted a strong light.

"Oh, you have a searchlight, it's autosensitive." Jason tapped her hood. Now the surroundings have completely darkened.

"Hehehe, what about yours?" Fang Wenjing was a lot happier.

"Ours." Bryant and Jason pressed their watches, and a light source came on overhead.

"And now?"

"Now, refuel." Jason walked over to a generator-like machine and flipped the switch. The machine rumbled with a blue pipe leading underground. He pointed to an iron can next to the machine and said, "This is the compressed liquid hydrogen, look at this pressure gauge." Fang Wenjing leaned in and saw that the table of the pressure gauge was rubbing up.

"What about hydrogen?"

"Underground, this blue one is a siphon."

"Oh"

"If it rises to 180 Pa, you need to change a can, and it takes 4 cans to lift off." Jason added.

Bryant came over from under the rocket with two empty cans, put them on the ground and went to get them.

Soon the four canisters were filled, and the two men began to move towards the rocket again, and they moved in a circle and in a circle, moving with great care. Xiao Wu also followed their example and helped move a can.

Four iron cans are hooked on four hooks under the rocket. Bryant then dragged another pipe from a machine in the tent to replace it.

"What's this?"

"Make liquid oxygen. This pipeline is pure oxygen delivered by the oxygen concentrator. ”

"Oh."

"This one is poured to 300 Pa. Because this jar is a little better. ”

"Oh." The two of them watched the manometer read.

"Alright." Jason moved the jar under the rocket and hung it on another hook. A pipe is connected to the liquid oxygen tank, and the pipe is welded to the inner wall of the bazooka.

Kobe Bryant pulled down a ladder from the rocket, and the other party said quietly: "OK, let's go, we'll contact you later." ”

Jason took out his pad and said quietly, "I'll remember your email address." ”

Fang Wenjing told him, and he sent a "Hello" email, exchanged his email address, and climbed up the ladder.

"Stand out for a little baby." This was the last sentence Fang Wenjing heard from the channel. When she and Xiao Wu walked away to about 30 meters, they saw a yellow-blue fire rising silently from the ground, bringing up a puff of gray smoke, which was no longer visible to the naked eye under the black night sky.

When the smoke cleared, she went to the American base and moved solar panels and battery packs to replace batteries, drove an American-made walking car, and Xiaoliu drove a domestically made one, and the two went back together.

The GPS works well and beeps if you deviate more than 30 degrees from course. The interface is actually a gray-green background with a yellow cursor. She was curious about what material it was made of, since the traditional LED screen was not available at low temperatures, why didn't we think of making a mobile phone that could be used outdoors on Mars. The gap in the space product line is still a bit big, like what hydraulic presses others have, we don't even mention it during training. People still have happy little rockets that can fly if they want to, but we don't have either.

Not happy.

A short time after returning to the ship, the Pad "ding" sounded, and Jason received an email saying that they had returned to the space station safely.

She asked Xiao Liu to charge all the batteries and spacesuits, and asked Xiao Wu to connect a Turbo-C charger to charge the GPS as well. Took a shower and lay on the massage chair to play this GPS.

This is actually a mobile phone, but the interface is very similar to military supplies, you can make calls, send text messages, read maps, send emails, open hotspots, like an old-fashioned Nokia.

I flipped through it and saw that there was a vertical label "Nokia" in the middle of the back of the phone.

—_—uh, okay.

What am I going to do tomorrow? I'm going to move the rest of the ship over there.

No old driver gang has to rely on yourself...... It's so scorched.,It would be nice to save tonight's configuration.。

The only way to solve your worries is to go online! Hahaha is now available with unlimited internet. Brush Youtube for a while, get tired and sleep!

Hey? Hell, Youtube actually went down 404? What's going on 😳...... Let's take a look at the online drama...... Netflix is also 404?

I sent an email to myself, Fang Wenjing is Gmail's mailbox, and I can't receive spicy ?!?

, can you still receive it an hour ago?

It must have been the Yankees who restricted my access when they returned!

Fang Wenjing tried to log in to his QQ mailbox, turned around in circles for half an hour, and logged in, but there was no 404.

She put down the Pad and tilted her head to think, what's the situation? This United States, it won't be a national network cut, right?

Small!

Can!!

Pity!!!

And so on......

So...... I'm equal to......

There's no internet again? ………

I............

Fang Wenjing, who knows the truth,

Tears fell.