Chapter 795 The Ticket to Go Home

The BFS spacecraft crashed into the atmosphere of Mars!

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

Lu Zhou's first reaction was shit, and his second reaction was emotion, those people at NASA are really ruthless!

It's a coincidence that the BFS spaceship has no problems sooner or later, but it happens now. If it was an accident, he wouldn't believe it even if he was killed!

Especially if a spacecraft like this really wants to self-destruct, it is actually simple, as long as it descends the orbital altitude to contact the atmosphere, and waits for the gravity of the planet to pull the spacecraft back to the surface to actively crash.

After the general satellite reaches the end of its service life, most of them will be artificially guided to fall to an area far away from the land in this way.

It's just that Lu Zhou still didn't expect that Lao Mei was willing enough to drop the BFS spaceship instead of letting his astronauts go up to take a look...

It is said that you will not be pregnant after just one glance, so why are you so excited?

Standing next to Lu Zhou in the ground command center, Hou Guang turned his questioning gaze to Lu Zhou and asked.

"What should we do now?"

Lu Zhou pondered for a while before speaking.

"Can you determine the coordinates where the BFS spacecraft crashed?"

Hou Guang shook his head and said: "...the specific coordinates cannot be locked, and the current atmospheric conditions of Mars make it impossible to directly observe the surface. But although we cannot directly observe it, we can roughly calculate the area where it may fall from the fall trajectory."

Lu Zhou immediately spoke.

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

"Yes."

Standing beside the console and waiting quietly for more than ten minutes, a grid-like image with a three-dimensional composition was soon presented on the big screen. The New Virginia outpost is marked as a blue dot according to the coordinates provided by the US, and the possible crash area of ​​the BFS spacecraft is painted with a red circle of about 40 square kilometers, and the distance between the center of this red circle and New Virginia is about 30 kilometers .

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

After staring at the image on the screen for a while, Lu Zhou suddenly had an idea, looked at Hou Guang and said.

"Put the Rays in touch with the colonists of New Virginia."

Hou Guang: "And then?"

"Then take them home," Lu Zhou continued with a smile, "but in exchange, we can charge them some tips as tickets to go home."

...

"...Repeat, this is Colonel Xu Zhenghong of the Chinese People's Liberation Army Astronaut Brigade, friends on Mars, how are you all?"

A voice like the sounds of nature reverberated in his ears, and Johnson grabbed the headset with all his strength and put it on his head, as if grabbing the last straw to save his life.

Switching to the answering channel, he said quickly in a hasty tone.

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

Accompanied by a loud electric sound, the other end of the communication channel interrupted Johnson's words and continued.

"...That's not the case. We are helping you out of humanitarian principles, and we are not employed by anyone. If you want to go home safely, please follow our instructions."

There was an unusual taste faintly read from this sentence, Johnson frowned and said.

"What do you need us to do?"

Xu Zhenghong: "Please turn on the data transmission system."

After hesitating for a while, Johnson finally accepted Xu Zhenghong's request and turned on the data transmission system.

This approach is quite risky. If the opponent takes the opportunity to implant a virus in the control system of the life support unit, killing them only needs to turn off the air exchange system.

However, at this moment he had no choice.

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

The data transmission system was turned on, and a progress bar popped up on the screen soon.

Johnson frowned slightly and asked.

"This is?"

"With regard to 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 you Chinese people?

However, now is obviously not the time to complain about this.

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

"Are we just waiting here for the reading to complete?"

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

Feeling a little bad, Johnson swallowed and asked.

"whats the matter?"

"We have updated the approximate location where the BFS spacecraft crashed to your mission log. It is about 30 kilometers away from 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 You follow our instructions, recover the black box of the BFS spacecraft, and take samples of the materials in the designated area..."

Having said that, Xu Zhenghong paused for a moment, and reminded with a serious voice.

"This is also your commission."

Johnson swallowed.

He no longer has the extra energy to think about the authenticity of this sentence.

"There's a sandstorm blowing outside right now, we can't—"

"The density of the atmosphere on Mars is only one percent of that on Earth. Sandstorms are nothing to fear. If you have something we want with you, maybe it will make us pay more attention when recovering the return capsule."

"Well, that's it."

"I look forward to hearing good news from you."

Communications are down.

Looking at the dialog box being read on the screen, Johnson punched the wall hard.

"Damn it!"

From the beginning, he held his breath and dared not speak, Jones asked nervously.

"Will NASA make these requests?"

Looking at the dark and swaying Johnson, Taiwei said nervously: "...Listen, buddy, whatever they want, let's give them. Anyway, NASA is going to give up on us, isn't it? Otherwise, why would they take the initiative? Crashed BFS? Don’t tell me what was the accident! Even if it was hit by a meteorite, it wouldn’t just fall down so simply!”

Johnson was silent for a while without speaking.

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

"OK."

Tavy obeyed Johnson's orders in a rare way, and did not talk back to him.

After all, he was able to go home, no matter how out of his mind he was, he knew it was best not to make trouble at this time.

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

"...Regardless of whether it is commissioned by NASA or not, now that the BFS has crashed, only the Xiaguang can contact us...we can only trust them."

His wife is still waiting for him.

There are also two lovely children.

In any case, he must go home!

If NASA intends to abandon them, it seems that there is nothing wrong with cooperating with the Chinese people who have extended a helping hand to them...