The plan drives Sha Ruijin to perfectly redeem Qi Tongwei

Various data of the spacecraft are displayed on the screen, and engineers closely monitor the changes in each parameter.

"Check the status of the main and auxiliary engines." Chief Engineer Sifu ordered.

"The main and auxiliary engines are in normal condition," an engineer reported quickly.

"Check the fuel system," Sift continued to order.

"The fuel system is fine," another engineer replied.

"Check the navigation system." Sifu continued to order.

"The navigation system is ready." The engineers reported one after another.

Sift took a deep breath and gave the final order: "Start the main and auxiliary engines and see if we can take off."

The large screen in the mission control center showed the images inside the spacecraft. John and Kate had already taken their seats.

Then I prepared to go home, waiting for the final moment to arrive.

"The countdown begins." Sifford's voice echoed in the mission control center.

"Five, four, three, two, one, start!"

As the countdown ended, the main engine emitted a deafening roar, followed by the auxiliary engine.

Everyone in the mission control center held their breath and watched the images on the screen nervously.

However, after a few seconds, the spacecraft did not leave the lunar surface, not even a centimeter in height.

None of the parameters displayed on the screen changed. The three engines had been started but were not functioning.

"What's going on?" an engineer asked anxiously.

"Continue to check the status of the three engines." There was a hint of uneasiness in Sifford's voice.

"The main and auxiliary engines are responding, but there is a serious problem with the output function." One of the engineers who was reporting, his voice full of despair, "Startup failed."

"Startup failed!"

The atmosphere in the mission control center suddenly became solemn, and everyone felt an unprecedented sense of frustration. Wilson's face turned livid, and he clenched his fists, his heart filled with self-blame and guilt.

"We failed," a senior engineer whispered, his voice choking with sobs.

Then I heard Pupu's overwhelming curses.

The astronauts in the cabin had already sensed the despair of the mission control center. John, Kate and the other two exchanged glances, and their hearts became even more desperate. They were filled with helplessness and fear.

Because of the accident, everyone on Earth will be fired at most, and three people will die.

"John, what should we do?" Kate's voice trembled a little.

"We can't give up," John said firmly. "We have to believe that ground control will find a way."

"This is shitty ground control, they're all bastards." Lev started to lose control of his emotions.

"I knew I shouldn't have come. Tom and Jerry couldn't get off the space station before. There will definitely be more problems if we come to the moon."

“……”John.

“……”Kate.

Although there is enough oxygen and supplies in the spacecraft for one to live there for a year or half a year, but thinking that he can't go back, all supplies are gradually decreasing and his situation is becoming more and more dangerous.

All three astronauts began to feel depressed.

Everyone in the mission control center felt a deep sense of self-reproach and guilt. They knew that if the launch failed, three more colleagues would die.

Many people shuddered as they thought, what would happen if they became astronauts?

"Wilson, you better get it done for me quickly, or I will kill you and everyone in your entire NASA." Commander Pop finally lost his temper.

"Mr. Pop, we..." Wilson was interrupted by Commander Pop before he could finish his words.

"Shut up, you bastard, or I'll kill you right now."

“……”Wilson.

"..."Everyone in the emergency meeting room.

At this time, another technician named Jones raised his hand, and after getting the approval of President Pop, he said, "Mr. President, I suspect there is nothing wrong with our lunar spacecraft, but there is something strange on the moon."

"Is there something strange on the moon?" Commander Pupu?

"Yes, Mr. President, you see, our three engines can all start normally, but the spacecraft cannot leave the surface of the moon. It can't even fly one meter high. There is definitely something strange here. I suspect there are aliens or alien technology on the moon."

Commander Pop looked at Jones, motionless.

After a silence of at least five minutes, Commander Popo thought for a moment and said, "Aliens? It's possible."

Everyone present couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

I’m just afraid that Commander Pupu is unwilling to accept the explanation. It would be great if he could accept it.

Now we are all on the same boat.

"Why don't you try again and see if there is any other way?" Commander Pupu's voice was a little tired.

"Okay, Commander-in-Chief, we have been trying our best to find other solutions, but we have no clues yet." Wilson thought for a moment and continued, "We will continue to work hard and never give up."

"I hope you can find a way." Commander Pupu's voice became low, "Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous."

"Thank you, Mr. Pop." Wilson's voice was filled with obvious gratitude and excitement.

Commander Pupu glanced at the busy people, then looked at Wilson and said, "You must continue to look for solutions and never give up. In addition, I will give you one day to solve the problem. If you can't solve it, you can ask Daxia for help and let Daxia Aerospace Research Institute help you."

"Ask Daxia for help?" Wilson was stunned.

"Yes, we ask Daxia for help. Didn't you say that there are aliens on the moon? Our spacecraft can't fly, so let's see if Daxia's spacecraft can fly." There was a hint of helplessness and sarcasm in Commander Pupu's voice.

Wilson thought for a while before he understood what Commander Pop meant.

What this means is that the spacecraft of the Eagle Sauce is not good, and that of Daxia is not good either, which means that no one is good. When you make a fool of yourself, the best way is to make others embarrassed with you.

Just like this time, if the Eagle Sauce's spacecraft is not good, and Daxia's is not good either, then it proves that the problem is not just Eagle Sauce's problem. In this way, Eagle Sauce's face will be saved, and it will not appear that they are the only ones incompetent.

He immediately said, "Yes, Mr. President."

Of course, both of them actually subconsciously ignored the fact that what if Daxia’s lunar spacecraft worked?

That's asking for a slap in the face.

An hour passed quickly, and the United States Aerospace Administration, which couldn't even find the cause, had to decide to ask the Daxia Aerospace Research Institute for help.

And it was Wilson who asked for help personally.

Vice President Lin was a little confused when he received the call. As expected, Sun Zhenghong had guessed it, saying that the United States Space Agency would definitely look for them.

Comrade Zhenghong, I will have to call you Zhuge Zhenghong from now on.