"Xiao Fang, wake up."

"I didn't sleep, Brother Zhang."

Fang Lin rolled over from the bed and found that it was not Zhang Zhiguang who woke him up, but Li Wei.

"Director Li!"

Li Wei glanced at the pants that Fang Lin was wearing, and understood that the latter must also be excited and couldn't sleep, which was also normal.

It's 3 a.m. on July 1, and the three astronauts are being woken up one after another, even in the middle of summer in Qiongzhou, it's still dark outside.

Li Wei draped a coat over Fang Lin's body, and stood on tiptoe to arrange the folds on his shoulders.

"The green army coat was also worn casually back then, and now it is almost a custom."

Fang Lin: "Then let us all be touched by your joy and succeed immediately." ”

Li Wei smiled and asked him to tidy up first, and then go and call the other two.

The place where they were temporarily staying was the guest house of the Launch Authority, a very ordinary single room, and there was nothing special about it.

The three of them washed up and walked into another room, where there was a hearty breakfast with three faces.

Academician She, the big guy, Lin Ju, plus Li Wei, the four of them are here.

Without saying much, the three of them naturally sat down and began to pick the dishes on the table, which were basically home-cooked dishes from the three people's hometowns, as well as light local specialties in Qiongzhou.

Lin Ju holds a DV and plays the role of a photographer.

In any case, it was the first time to go to the moon, and it is difficult to describe what it was like to be involved, but what is certain is that the heart is beating fast and you can clearly feel that strong sense of mission.

Breakfast ended quickly, all three of them were experienced astronauts, so they tried to eat as little as possible before going up, and now the space food is still very rich, and the taste is not bad.

The group boarded an electric minibus and made their way to the launch center by the line against the beach.

Fang Lin sat in front of the window and saw a faint but dense light on the beach in the distance.

There are countless tents there, and according to last night's press announcement, the live broadcast of the launch will start at 5 a.m., and the experienced crowd has been scrambling for positions since two days before the launch, and now it is no longer crowded.

From time to time, you can see a moving bright light in the sky, which is the helicopter patrol of the fire brigade and the armed police, and the ground has gathered police officers from other areas who have been urgently dispatched.

Looking to the other side, the assembly building wrapped in the Long March 10 Yao-3 rocket is still closed, and various lights occupy almost the entire wall, and from this angle you can just see the full moon still in the sky.

- It's beautiful.

Fang Lin thought that if the moon could still be seen during the launch, then there must be a photographer who could capture the picture of the rocket running towards the moon at a suitable angle, and that photo would definitely become popular.

When he fills up in his diary, he must write this sentence: On July 1, 2017, 14 years after the first Chinese went into space, we headed for the moon.

It would have been the Dawning 4 mission, but now that it's theirs, he'll be the second Chinese to set foot on the moon.

A hand woke him up from his fantasy, and Zhang Zhiguang smiled and patted him on the shoulder, then shook his wrist.

He looked at his fitness test bracelet, his heart beating slightly higher.

The bracelet will be worn on the hand until the end of the mission, and will always be connected to the Internet so that the ground can monitor their physical condition at any time.

Fang Lin exhaled a long breath and began to empty his brain as he had done during training, and soon entered a calm state of mind.

……

At Cape Calaverare, John watched as the four astronauts waved his hand, then got into an electric car and drove towards the tall SLS rocket not far away, driven by the crew.

It was already evening, and the SLS rocket at an altitude of 110 meters had been pushed to the launch station, and the blue NACA logo on the white upper stage rocket was extremely prominent.

Claire's gaze gradually withdrew from the astronaut and slowly closed her eyes.

"Borden, we've already delayed once, and I hope there won't be another delay, and I hope there won't be surprises."

John remembered the thrilling experience more than a dozen hours ago, when Claire first informed him that the SLS could be launched at noon on the 30th, nearly a day ahead of Aurora 3, but asked for an emergency cancellation a few minutes before the press conference.

According to him, "a little difficulty was encountered": a leak of liquid hydrogen was found at the rocket body and the fuel supply of the launch pad.

In fact, Claire noticed the anomaly when the fuel was filled less than 10%, but he was not sure at the time, and out of instinct, he had the fuel pumped out for inspection, and it took four hours to determine the problem.

After a group of engineers brainstorming like crazy, it was finally decided that the leak could be solved in less than 10 hours.

While repairing the leaks in the orange cans, Claire asked the upper and lower levels to immediately check whether more leaks existed, and then called in a cold sweat to cancel the press conference.

After the leak was repaired and no other faults were found, Claire wanted to do another full arrow inspection, but it was too late.

He asked for a restart of refueling with a gamble mentality, but fortunately there was no further failure after this refueling, so he immediately set a launch time, just earlier than Dawn 3.

Although it doesn't make much sense to be in advance, it's better to be in advance.

After more than 4,000 people fought for more than ten days and consumed all the coffee stocks of nearby beverage stores, Artemis II was at least not too late.

The only thing that was a little unpleasant was that XAP's president made a big statement about the suspicion that Artemis II was risky and competitive, and subtly criticized NACA for wanting to win more than prioritizing safety.

After all, they are the creators of the legendary private spaceflight, and both John and Claire feel some pressure, the former can only trust the latter, and NACA hurriedly posts a reply.

But John was still a little uneasy, and ran to see Rocket and Claire in person, intending to watch the whole process of the rocket launch here.

"boss, believe NACA, believe us, there will be no problems with SLS, thousands of test items, each of which has been tested at least three times, and the whole task is rigorous and complete."

John: "Forty-eight years ago, Nixon prepared two manuscripts, one to celebrate the victory and one to express mourning.

I also have two speeches, and I don't want to read the second one, nor do I want to call their widows and praise them for how brave they were when they were alive, I just want them to come back alive, preferably with honor. ”

"Yes, you'll see."

Claire's voice was soft, as if she were saying it to John, but also to herself.

John: "Their rocket is still six hours away, so hopefully the audience will see that it's a success."

Apollo 11 Aramco was watched live only by 125 million viewers, and that number has at least doubled, and there are countless people in other countries watching, Piot told me that YouTube crashed once half an hour ago.

Now look at how many of us are launching rockets? Three billion? Billion? ”

"The launch of a moon rocket by two countries on the same day should be the most spectacular spectacle of this century, right?"

Claire also saw the moon, he saw the lonely and cold crater, and he saw the starry sky of Florida.

It is this harsh environment of exile that uses the power of hundreds of millions of people to send the footprints of a few human beings to it.

……

Qiongzhou.

Kazuki Yamamoto kept his head down and kept passing through the crowd, looking for a suitable location for filming.

"Intimate Marseille."

"Private Marseille, you are also from the island? (Japanese)"

Yamamoto Kazuki was a little surprised, and said curiously:

"What a coincidence, you still look like a student, right?"

"I studied in Chiba Prefecture, and now I'm in high school, and a lot of our classmates came here together, how did you recognize me?"

Yamamoto looked at Serizawa Tamao's killer hairstyle, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

He looked at the firing station in the distance, which was a good angle, and simply chatted with Serizawa Tamao.

“…… Ha, our teacher is the one, and the members of that organization know, right? Twelve of our classmates came with him, and the other day he went to Okada's senior lecture, where he said that we would be the pillars of the country from now on, and that I looked a lot like an astronaut!

Uncle Yamamoto, you look a little old-fashioned. ”

Yamamoto looked at his outfit, gray-black short sleeves and black trousers, a shoulder bag around his waist, and "trendy" medium-length hair, he felt that he was quite energetic in this way.

Is it a problem with the glasses? He doesn't usually wear glasses, but considering that it may be dark, he still wears them, and he may look a little dazed.

But this ghost animal high school student is too rude, right?

"Serizawa, looking at your reaction just now, are there a lot of people from the island here?"

"Much, of course much."

Serizawa Tamao shook his hand around:

"When I went to the police to get free mineral water, I heard them say that there are more than 30,000 people on the island, forcing them to increase the number of Japanese signs.

In fact, this is completely unnecessary, and we can understand Chinese characters. ”

Yamamoto nodded, in the current situation, it is beneficial to learn more Chinese.

Serizawa Tamao continued to break his mouth: "When our astronauts can also land on the moon, we can give them the money for cooperation with India, for the sake of Asia, we will definitely be able to buy a seat, and the aerospace technology of the island country is not weak, and the cooperation will only become stronger together!" ”

Kazuki Yamamoto: "Then did you know that Kishimoto Tsu is discussing joining the Artemis Project?" ”

"Red Deer Noro!" Serizawa Tamao immediately scolded: "That lackey, he is not a citizen of the gods at all. The Edo Electric Power Company's sewage discharge into the sea must have been instructed by him behind the scenes, and I remember that when I crossed the border, they said that if the sewage was really discharged into the sea, we would not be allowed to enter the country, and this guy should really be punished by God, God! ”

The high school student said a lot of nasty things indignantly, and no one knew about it anyway, and the darkness also fueled his courage.

Although he hates self-righteous young people, Yamamoto is still satisfied with Serizawa Tamao's performance, and said lightly:

"No, such a conspiracy will not be recognized by the people."

"It's better to do this, or let him know I'm amazing!"

Serizawa Tamao clenched his fists to show off his strength, and then noticed that Yamamoto's forearms around his chest were very thick, and he felt much more powerful than himself.

Take a closer look at the body type, although he is a middle-aged uncle, his body shape is not blessed.

"Uncle, you used to be a soldier?"

"It was many years ago."

Kazuki Yamamoto stopped answering him and began to set up the camera, which he had bought at a high price, and it also had an advanced tracking device to ensure that it could capture the perfect take-off scene.

The wind blows the salt vapor of the sea water onto the beach, and although it is cool, it does not blow away the warmth in people's hearts.

I won't open it up, and I'll finish 9,000 words at a time.

(End of chapter)