Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

The last paragraph of the journey is always the most difficult.

After more than ten hours of flight, a direct flight from Shanghai to the west coast of North America finally landed slowly on the runway of Los Angeles International Airport.

As early as a day ago, this large international airport was arranged in advance.

On the way from the entrance of the VIP channel to the airport runway, the national flags of China and the United States are filled.

Local state legislators, representatives of citizen groups, and White House and NASA officials from Washington stood in a dark row next to the ramp. Under the camera of media reporters, they welcomed the return of astronautics from tens of millions of kilometers away. member.

"Welcome home, our warrior ..." Opening his arms, he stepped forward to welcome Johnson down the ramp. The vice president embraced the astronaut with a frosty face and said to him with a heavy voice, "In the past six months, you have suffered."

"Thank you ..." The Vice President was let go, and Johnson asked in a slightly exhausted voice, "What about my wife?"

"She's here, and your children."

With that said, the Vice President gave a half-step to the side.

With a pretty blond hair on his back, he ran up on his calf and flung it into Johnson's arms.

"father!"

"Hey, my little guy ... miss your dad?" Rubbing his little daughter's head, Johnson squatting on the floor, a smile spread across his tired face.

The angelic smile made him feel tired and healed in an instant.

Seeing his wife, who was crying toward her, and his two sons, he stood up half-squatting on the ground, gave his sons, and this great woman a hug.

Lying in her husband's arms, Julian groaned.

"……You are finally back."

With his nose buried in his wife's hair, Johnson took a deep breath and said with a trembling voice.

"Sorry to worry you ..."

Not far away, the camera in the hands of the reporters recorded this touching scene and moved it to the screen of the television, which moved more American families.

For Johnson, none of this matters.

What's important is that the hardships of this road have not been borne in vain.

He finally went home ...

After releasing his wife, Johnson shook hands with everyone who came to meet him, and hugged them.

Although the Ares plan failed, no one would blame a hero who had challenged the life penalty zone.

Being able to return safely from tens of millions of kilometers away is a remarkable thing in itself.

Both he is the rescued party.

Sitting in the extended car waiting outside the VIP aisle, Johnson leaned back in the chair to relax a little, but just as he was waiting for his wife and children, he saw that it was not him who came next to the car Family, but Director Carson and Vice President.

The door closed and the car started slowly.

Raising his eyelid and glancing slightly at the Vice President sitting opposite him, Johnson asked.

"Do you plan to send me and my family back to Arizona by car?"

"Of course not, we will put you in a hotel in Los Angeles first. The flight to take you home will be a week later." The vice president smiled and put his hands together, then looked at Carson sitting next to him. The director glanced, "I'm sorry to interrupt your reunion with your family, but our Mr. Carson ... he wants to talk to you about something."

"About the Moon Palace and the Xiaguang ... and everything you see," Carson added a smile from his face, adding, "You know, there are some things that are not convenient to speak on Chinese communication channels. "

Johnson smiled and said, "In fact, it is not necessary ... I don't think the Chinese will care, otherwise they won't let me come back, will they?"

Director Carson and the vice president exchanged sights, opened their mouths to Johnson, and tentatively asked.

"Maybe you need to rest now? If so, we can talk about this topic tomorrow ..."

"No," Johnson shook his head. "Let's talk now. It doesn't take much time. I don't want to waste a whole day discussing this issue tomorrow."

"OK, thank you for your cooperation," Director Carson patted his hands and gave him an encouraging look. "Then ... let's start with the Xiaguang."

Johnson nodded: "No problem, but I can only tell you what I see ... and I hope you don't be too surprised next time."

I closed my eyes and remembered for a moment. Johnson slowly spoke to his vice president sitting opposite him and NASA director Carson, slowly speaking about his experience from Mars' orbit to return to Earth.

"The Chinese spacecraft is very large, with blue fire spraying behind the two pairs of open wings ... Maybe not fire, xenon plasma? Probably this. When sitting in the return cabin and looking out, we felt They are like a lifeboat sailing next to a giant ship. They recovered us without much effort and provided us with fresh water and food ... even a clean bathroom. "

"Xiaguang's cabin was probably modified from the cargo hold, but the facilities above are quite complete. The most shocking thing is not this, but their attitude to energy. The energy on Xiaguang is almost unlimited, at least no one Remind us how many quotas of electricity or water can be used in a day. Except for returning to the room to stay at the prescribed time, they have almost no restrictions on our freedom ... Compared to the harsh environment on the BFS spacecraft, on the Xiaguang It's like travel. "

"The most surprising thing is not these, but the Moon Palace." Speaking of Moon Palace, Johnson's slightly tired pupils, unconsciously, a shocked expression appeared, "It's like a fortress ... ... floating in the fortress in the sky. The open solar panels and heat sinks are like farmland. Standing in front of it, any spacecraft is just as small as a dust particle floating in the universe ... "

Compared to the Xiaguang, the impact of the Moon Palace on Johnson is obviously much greater.

In the remaining ten minutes, his narrative basically focused on the life of Yue Gonghao.

Until he uttered the last word, the two who sat opposite him and listened to God were silent.

The atmosphere of silence lasted a long time in the car.

Sitting next to the silent Director Carson, the Vice President took a deep breath, took out his trembling fingers and took off his glasses, took out his glasses and wiped them, whispering to himself.

"God ... unbelievable."

If everything the astronaut had said was not exaggerated ...

The Chinese aerospace technology has been so strong that it is unimaginable to him!

Hearing this, Johnson twitched slightly and said with a smirk.

"It's incredible ..."

His eyes drifted boringly out of the car window, watching the passing scenery along the way, and the dome-shaped building standing not far from the suburban highway. Johnson narrowed his eyes slightly and asked with a curious voice. .

"what is that?"

The last time I came to Los Angeles, it was five years ago.

He doesn't remember that weird thing on the way to the airport.

"You say that? That's our national ignition device, California's" artificial sun ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ "The vice president smiled, his tone restored a little, and he looked at the silent Carrier sitting next to Said, "Well, my man, there is no need to be so upset. Although the Ares plan has suffered setbacks, the federal government and Americans' determination on space will not change. "

"Little California sun ... Really?" Johnson smiled, his tone bleak, "Maybe when we build it, they have already moved the nuclear fusion device to the moon."

Although he did not say who they were, the contextual direction was already obvious.

After hearing this sentence, the Vice President sitting opposite him was slightly stunned and subconsciously retorted.

"They cannot conduct a nuclear test on the moon."

"Maybe," Johnson wasn't interested in the topic of the argument, and Johnson replied casually. "But if they do, who can stop them? Is it our Director Carson, or Mr. President?" Congress ’s budget committee? ”

I'm afraid no matter which one ...

Can't do it.