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BFS spacecraft crashes into Mars atmosphere!

When the news came from Mars' orbit, it was already five minutes later.

The first reaction of Lu Zhou was lying down, and the second reaction was emotion. NASA's group was really hard!

The BFS spacecraft had no problems early, but no problems later. It is a coincidence that it is now a problem. If it was an accident, he would not believe it!

In particular, if this spacecraft really wants to self-destruct, it is actually simple, as long as the orbital height drops to contact the atmosphere, waiting for the gravity of the planet to pull the spacecraft back to the surface and actively crash.

Generally, after the satellite reaches the end of its useful life, most of the satellites will be manually guided to fall into an area far from land in this way.

It was just that Lu Zhou still didn't expect that Laomei was reluctant enough. He would rather drop the BFS spacecraft than let his astronauts go up and take a look ...

Say you won't get pregnant at a glance, so excited?

The ground command center, standing next to Lu Zhou, Hou Guang cast his eyes on Lu Zhou and asked.

"What should we do now?"

Lu Zhou meditated for a while, then spoke.

"Can you determine the coordinates of the BFS crash?"

Hou Guang shook his head and said, "... the specific coordinates cannot be locked, and the current atmospheric conditions of Mars cannot directly observe the surface of the earth. However, although it is impossible to observe directly, we can roughly estimate the area where it may fall through the fall orbit."

Lu Zhou said immediately.

"Mark the estimated area. I need to know its relative position to the New Virginia outpost."

"Yes."

Standing beside the console and waiting quietly for more than ten minutes, a three-dimensional composition grid-like image was quickly displayed on the large screen. The New Virginia outpost is marked as a blue point based on the coordinates provided by the United States. The area where the BFS spacecraft may fall is painted with a red circle of about 40 square kilometers, and the distance between this red circle center point and New Virginia is about 30 kilometers .

At the speed of Mars, it can be reached in about an hour.

Staring at the image on the screen for a while, Lu Zhou suddenly had an idea in his heart and looked at Hou Guang.

"Let Xiaguang contact the colonists of New Virginia."

Hou Guang: "What then?"

"Then take them home," smiled, and Lu Zhou continued. "But in exchange, we can charge them a tip for a return boat ticket."

...

"... Once again, here is Colonel Xu Zhenghong, astronaut brigade of the Chinese People's Liberation Army, friends on Mars, how are you doing?"

A sound like a natural sound echoed to his ear, and Johnson grabbed the headset with his whole body and put it on his head, just like the last straw for life.

Switching to the answer channel, he said quickly and quickly.

"We're fine! No, no, we're in a bad situation ... Did you come from NASA? No, I mean--"

With a loud current, the other end of the communication channel interrupted Johnson and continued.

"... Not so. We are helping you out of humanitarian principles and are not employed by anyone. If you want to go home safely, please follow our instructions."

A faint hint of unusual smell was read from this sentence, Johnson frowned, said.

"What do you need us to do?"

Xu Zhenghong: "Please open the data transmission system."

After hesitating, Johnson finally accepted Xu Zhenghong's request and opened the data transmission system.

This approach is quite risky. If the other party takes the opportunity to implant the virus in the control system of the life support unit, it is enough to shut down the air exchange system to kill them.

However, at this moment he had no choice.

As the Colonel Xu said, if they want to go home, they can only do as they say.

The data transfer system opens, and soon a line of progress bar pops up on the screen.

Johnson frowned slightly, and asked.

"this is?"

"For the investigation and identification of the cause of the accident, we need to collect some necessary information."

What does the cause of the accident have to do with your Chinese?

However, this is obviously not the time to spit it out.

Looking at the progress bar on the screen like a snail crawling, Johnson took a deep breath and couldn't help asking.

"Where are we waiting for the reading to complete?"

"No, we need one more thing from you."

Faintly feeling a little faint, Johnson swallowed and asked.

"whats the matter?"

"The approximate location of the BFS spacecraft crash has been updated to your mission log, which is about thirty kilometers from the current New Virginia. Of course, I believe that you also have a more direct way to lock the location of the BFS spacecraft. No matter what method you use, we need In accordance with our instructions, you will recover the black box of the BFS spacecraft and sample the materials in the designated area ... "

Having said that, Xu Zhenghong paused for a moment, reminding him with a serious voice.

"This is also your commission."

Johnson swallowed.

He now has no extra energy to think about the truth of this sentence.

"Now we have sandstorms outside, we can't—"

"The density of the atmosphere on Mars is only one percent of that on Earth. There is nothing terrible about a dust storm. If you carry what we want, you may be more careful when we return to the capsule."

"So, that's it."

"I look forward to your good news."

Communication is down.

Looking at the dialog box being read on the screen, Johnson slammed his punch on the wall.

"Damn!"

Holding his breath from the beginning, he dared not speak, Jones asked in a whispered voice.

"Will NASA make these requests?"

Looking at the dark, swaying Johnson, Tavie said nervously, "... Listen, man, whatever they want, let us give them. Is NASA going to give us up anyway, isn't it? Otherwise why would they take the initiative Crashed the BFS? Don't tell me what the accident was! Even if it was hit by a meteorite, it wouldn't just fall off like this! "

Johnson was silent for a moment, without speaking.

After a long time, he seemed to have made a choice and slowly said, "Go and prepare for the rover."

"Okay ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Tave rarely obeyed Johnson's call and didn't talk back to him.

After all, he was able to go home, and even if his brain was so lacking in roots, he knew that it would be better not to have branches at this time.

Looking out of the porthole, Johnson sighed suddenly, as if answering Jones's previous question, and as if persuading himself.

"... whether or not it was commissioned by NASA, now the BFS has crashed, and the only thing that can contact us is Xiaguang ... We can only trust them."

His wife is still waiting for him.

There are two cute children.

Anyway, he must go home!

If NASA intends to abandon them, it seems that there is nothing wrong with working with the Chinese people who help them ...