Die on Mars

Today is the fifth day that Tang Yue was trapped on Mars.

He didn't have time to care whether the Earth appeared today. According to the plan, the Eagle spacecraft would be launched in the next twelve hours. Old Mao asked him to rest. After all, Tang Yue had been working continuously for more than ten hours. But this guy lay down in the living cabin for half an hour and came out again.

"Aren't you going to go back and rest?" Lao Mao was adjusting the computer at Kunlun Station, with a long charging cable trailing behind his butt.

"I've had enough rest."

"Aren't you afraid of sudden death?"

"Wait until the Eagle spacecraft is successfully launched before dying suddenly." Tang Yue was wearing a pair of underpants and a thermal blanket wrapped around his body. "That way I will die a worthy death."

The time at this moment is 4:55 a.m. on August 16, 2052 in the Earth calendar.

The wind speed outside is thirty-nine meters per second.

Tang Yue stood by the porthole, opened the lid, squinted his eyes and took a look outside, frowning, the sandstorm was raging, the night was dark and windy.

As the night passed, the wind speed increased instead of falling, from thirty-five meters per second to thirty-nine meters per second. Sure enough, the weather was unpredictable. The weather was completely unpredictable and could change at any time. The sandstorm is the first hurdle that the Eagle spacecraft needs to overcome. If the wind speed cannot be reduced, the lander will not be able to safely lift off, and subsequent orbit entry, rendezvous and docking will be impossible.

"If you don't want to sleep, then come over and help me work." The old cat left his seat and pointed to the chair in front of the workbench, "Sit here."

Tang Yue stood by the side, holding a glass of water and gnawing bread, and was stunned for a moment.

"How can I help?"

Tang Yue came over and put the water glass on the table with bread in his mouth, then sat down on the chair.

"The system computer is undergoing program self-inspection and testing. Please help me keep an eye on it. If there is a problem, notify me in time, and then keep an eye on the wind speed..." Old Mao turned around and took off the cabin suit from the wall, unzipped it and drilled Go in and check it out.

The old cat suddenly fell silent for a few seconds.

"Tang Yue, please help me take a look, why can't the zipper of the space suit be zipped up?"

Tang Yue turned his head and glanced.

"Because you didn't unplug the charging cable."

Old cat:......

It's so selfless when it comes to charging.

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Tang Yue bent down to help the old cat unplug the charging cable, zip it up, and then put the helmet on it, "Are you going out? What are you going to do?"

"Go to the Eagle spacecraft for the last routine inspection before launch." Old Mao put on his helmet to confirm that there was no problem with the air tightness, and then locked the safety rope on his spacesuit. "I need to check all the lander's systems. Open it and keep it ready to fire."

Tang Yue nodded, "When can you come back?"

"An hour and a half at most."

"If you don't come back in an hour and a half, then I will take back the safety rope." Tang Yue said, "Pay attention to safety."

The old cat nodded and dragged the safety rope to open the airlock door. Tang Yue returned to the workbench. Green numbers and graphics flashed on the computer screen, and several sine waves of different colors were displayed in a chart. Moving slowly, densely packed parameters changed accordingly. I didn't know what software it was running or what it was doing. Anyway, Tang Yue couldn't understand it. In order to protect his eyes, he chose to turn his head and look at the anemometer.

The number on the LCD screen is 38.89m/s.

38.89 meters.

The launch safety line drawn by Laomao is 30 meters.

Nine meters.

As long as the wind speed drops by another nine meters, they can launch the Eagle spacecraft.

The reduction of wind speed is the prerequisite for all actions. This is a conditional factor that cannot be affected by human power. We can only wait and see whether God will reward him... Tang Yue sat on the chair and stared at the display result of the anemometer for a long time. Time passed by. In the past, the numbers on the anemometer would occasionally beat, and Tang Yue's heart would also beat rapidly.

He felt very uneasy and nervous in his heart. Every small change in this number could affect Tang Yue's nerves. Even a change of one number to two decimal places or a wind speed reduction of 0.01 meters would surprise Tang Yue.

Come down! Come down! Tang Yue clenched his fists and said silently in his heart, please come down quickly! When it comes down, I will erect a monument for you! Save you!

He knew that his prayers would have no chance of affecting the climate on Mars, but when people are desperate, they always turn to metaphysics.

38.24 meters.

Fall again! Work harder and go down a little more! Tang Yue roared silently in his heart. His mouth was dry and he was holding a water glass in his hand, but he forgot to drink water.

38.17 meters.

Just a little less! Just a little less! Descend a little further and you'll break the thirty-eight-meter mark! Tang Yue clenched his fist fiercely with a ferocious expression on his face. He didn't know whether he was encouraging the anemometer or the wind speed.

38.02 meters.

drop! drop! Drop, drop, drop, drop, drop!

Tang Yue almost shouted out. He saw hope that the Eagle spacecraft could be launched! Ophiopogon japonicus can still be saved! The wind speed is gradually decreasing! Although the decrease is very small, at least it is still decreasing. As long as the wind speed is decreasing, there is still hope. According to this trend, the wind speed will definitely drop to less than 30 meters per second!

He couldn't sit still anymore, stood up and held on to the table, staring at the scarlet number on the anemometer display.

You can!

You can! Descend a little further! Tang Yue clenched his fist and roared, you can do it! He seemed to be watching a snail race. Although the snail ran slowly, as long as it kept running, it would definitely reach the finish line.

38.01 meters.

38.00 meters.

Done! Done! Tang Yue was excited, the wind speed was about to break through the 38-meter mark!

The numbers jump again.

41.25 meters.

Fall... Tang Yue was stunned. He couldn't shout anymore. All the strength in his body was drained out in an instant. Tang Yue sat down weakly on the chair. His heart was empty. The wind speed increased in an instant. Now it seemed that before Those slight decreases are not a precursor to a decrease in wind speed at all, but are normal fluctuations in wind speed. It dropped from thirty-nine meters per second to thirty-eight meters per second, and then rose to forty-one meters per second. It was only within this speed range. It was floating up and down inside, with no intention of lowering at all.

Then something more terrifying happened. The anemometer’s measurement results began to change continuously.

42.33 meters.

42.74 meters.

42.89 meters.

43.12 meters.

43.58 meters.

The wind speed soared so fast that it was so unstoppable that Tang Yue had no time to react. A series of consecutive heavy blows shattered the little hope left in Tang Yue's heart. Tang Yue's entire brain was in a daze. He even They all want to get into the anemometer, climb up this damn number with all their strength, and use all their strength to slow down its rising speed.

The wind speed finally stopped at a desperate 44.28 meters per second.

44.28.

It's over.

Tang Yue sat on the chair. He wanted to say something, but his throat was too dry to make any sound.