Knowing that there was still a batch of supplies on Mars, the dark clouds hanging over Ou and Xu dissipated, and the original depression and despair turned into brightness and hope.

In the following month, the two of them carried out a lot of preparation work under the guidance of the base, not only to have a comprehensive understanding of the situation at the landing site, but also to carefully study the preparations for the Mars landing plan, where the material module, the return module, and the living module are all clear.

This is just the basics, Ou Zhanpeng even recorded the situation in the material compartment in detail, where the supplies are placed, where the water is stored, how much fuel there is, how heavy the return capsule is, and where the fighter should land.

If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools, but you can't ignore a word of information related to the Mars program.

Time flew by in the preparation for the deathbed, and in a blink of an eye, it was January 21 of the following year.

In the cockpit, Xu Qing almost lay on the screen, looking at the detected data over and over again, but finally sighed in disappointment.

Ou Zhanpeng happened to float into the cockpit: "What's wrong, is the wind slow?" ”

Xu Qing shook her head with a bitter face: "It's still the same." ”

Although there is no direct evidence, the intervention of extraterrestrial species in the Martian storm has become the consensus of everyone.

Ou Zhanpeng handed over the hot lunch, and Xu Qing took it and took a bite: "How much food is left?" ”

"I can still eat for half a month, I can't wait any longer, I have to land as soon as possible."

Xu Qing suddenly felt that the food in her mouth was not fragrant: "It's too dangerous, just wait." ”

Ou Zhanpeng's expression was solemn, and his tone was very low: "We can't wait any longer, we must leave enough time to maneuver." ”

Xu Qing chewed silently for a while before asking, "When do you plan to start?" ”

"It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, just today." Ou Zhanpeng said.

It's easy to say, but it's not that simple to actually land on Mars.

The preparations were almost complete, and after the meal, the two men stuffed all the unnecessary supplies and equipment into the external pod, leaving only a few days' supplies in the fighter plane.

At this point, everything is ready, the fighter plane is separated from the external capsule and flies to Mars at a low altitude.

All along, Ou Zhanpeng didn't want Xu Qing to take risks with him, his idea was to leave Xu Qing in orbit and land alone.

The problem is that if you think about it, you can't do it at all!

The Falcon has been accompanying Phobos, with an orbit altitude of more than 9,300 kilometers, and it will take four full days just to fly to a low-altitude orbit close to Mars.

In addition, landing, carrying materials, re-taking off, and re-raising the altitude, each process takes a lot of time, plus or minus, at least several days.

After the fighter plane leaves, there is only an external compartment on the orbit that can temporarily survive, and it is not a big problem for three or five hours, and it can hide in the external compartment for seven or eight days...... Don't make a fuss, just eating, drinking, and Lazar can drive Xu Qing completely crazy.

The Phobos cave is a good choice, as long as the supplies are sufficient, it is not a problem to live in it for the rest of your life.

But after careful consideration, Ou Zhanpeng rejected this idea again.

After all, that cave is the territory of the alien species, in case there are still remnants of the giant species in the cave, wouldn't Xu Qing be a sheep in the mouth of a tiger?

After thinking about it, it is most reliable to act together, otherwise Ou Zhanpeng is worried that Xu Qing will be in danger if he stays in orbit, and Xu Qing is also worried that Ou Zhanpeng will encounter an accident during the landing process.

On the afternoon of January 25, the fighter plane reached the low-altitude orbit of Mars without any danger and real-time orbit altitude of 144 kilometers.

Spark is no longer a sphere under your feet, but a huge arc that occupies half of your vision, and with the naked eye, you can see air currents in different directions colliding violently with smoke and dust, and occasionally you can see a fleeting electric snake appearing in the storm.

The fighter flew above the side of the landing site, and Ou Zhanpeng quickly pressed the switch: "No. 1 drone, launch!" ”

A drone immediately detached from the fighter, and after a while, it officially entered the Martian atmosphere and sent various data along the way back to the fighter.

"4.97 per second, the speed continues to decrease, the attitude is good, the visibility is good, and it is 56 kilometers from the top of the storm!"

UAVs were originally used purely for military purposes, with a lot of integrated sensors, but they did not have detection functions outside the military.

In order to adapt to the requirements of landing on Mars, the base has repeatedly modified the control program of the UAV, so that it has a more comprehensive detection capability.

The speed of the drone was very fast, and the two saw that the smoke and dust raised by the storm were rapidly magnified on the screen, and in just over 20 seconds, the drone plunged into the top layer of the storm, and the camera was suddenly obscured by the blurred smoke and dust.

"3.79 per second, continue to fall, unstable attitude, visibility unknown!" Xu Qing continued to broadcast the data.

The speed is a little fast, Ou Zhanpeng adjusted the flight attitude of the drone, and the speed decreased rapidly.

This time, more than a minute later, Xu Qing broadcast again: "The speed is 0.78 per second, the height is unknown, the visibility is unknown, and the estimated altitude is 5 to 10 kilometers!" ”

As soon as the words fell, a solid earth suddenly appeared in the blurred lens, Ou Zhanpeng's heart tightened, and he hurriedly controlled the drone to slow down with all his might, but his movements were still a step slower, and the earth in the lens was rapidly enlarged, and finally occupied the entire picture, and then the fighter lost the signal of the drone.

Xu Qing broadcast for the last time: "The speed per second is 0.72, the height is 0, and the visibility is 600 meters." ”

Ou Zhanpeng exhaled lightly: "It's not bad, much better than I imagined." ”

Xu Qing was relieved when she heard this: "Are you sure?" ”

"Yes!" Ou Zhanpeng said.

That being said, how can you be 100% sure of this kind of thing? But things have come to this point, there is no choice, no matter how small the opportunity is, you can only fight it.

Real-time altitude 127 km.

After flying around Mars for two weeks and adjusting the position of the fighter, Ou Zhanpeng suppressed the restlessness in his heart and tried to control his tone: "Are you ready?" ”

"That's it!" Xu Qing agreed, her heart beating like a drum.

"Here we go!" Ou Zhanpeng gently pushed the joystick, the orbital altitude continued to decrease, and after a while, the upside-down fighter officially entered the Martian atmosphere.

At this time, the fighter was still in the upper layer of the Martian atmosphere, well above the storm height, and the visibility was very good.

The speed of the fighter descent is extremely fast, the fighter is full of flashing indicators and dripping sirens, Ou Zhanpeng does his best to control the fighter, but the limited fuel must be used at the most critical moment, this time can only rely on the aerodynamic layout to slow down the fighter.

However, the atmosphere of Mars is thin, and the air resistance is pitiful.

After a while, the fighter plane had descended dozens of kilometers, and seeing that the top layer of the storm was below, Ou Zhanpeng pressed lightly, and the darkness under the fighter flashed, and another drone broke away from the fighter and drilled into the wind to drive the fighter forward.

Just two seconds later, the Falcon plunged headlong into the storm.