"The train departs. I wish you a pleasant journey."
His back tensed slightly, and Zhang Feng felt a pair of invisible hands gently press on his shoulders. The strength of these "hands" is very light. Lying in this specially designed decompression cabin, the discomfort of being overweight is so weak that it can almost be ignored.
Glancing at the screen on the armrest of the cockpit with the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the words 148g on the gravity index flashing in the upper left corner.
Seeing this, Zhang Feng couldn't help but have a smile on his lips. As a former Star Ring Marine Corps soldier, he can easily withstand a load of 3g. If the load is not for a long time, he can withstand even a gravity of 7 or 8g.
The ascent acceleration is half of the acceleration due to gravity, and the maximum speed is 2 kilometers per second. Zhang Feng calculated in his mind that the acceleration phase would be over in about ten minutes.
In fact, the time it took to end the acceleration was slightly shorter than he estimated.
The overweight on his shoulders slowly relaxed, and the seat belt of the cockpit was unlocked. Zhang Feng twisted his neck slightly, and like other passengers on that floor, he got down from his seat and came to the transparent window, and cast out the window. Fascinating sight.
"This is impossible," a European was lying next to the window, his nose glued to the window glass as if glued to it, and he exclaimed, "This is absolutely impossible! It's impossible! There was no movement at all! This is absolutely impossible! Unless...unless..."
The European suddenly looked to the sky, his pupils shaking with an unbelievable look, "Unless the stress point of this track is not on the ground at all, but in the sky?"
The tallest building in the world was not built from the ground to the sky at all, but downwards from the synchronous orbit. In this way, the entire track is stable due to its own gravity, and the stress of the material itself is enough to remove the impact of high-altitude air flow on the track.
But what if there is severe weather such as a typhoon
Dimitri believes that Star Ring Trade will definitely not fail to take this into consideration. However, as an expert in aerospace technology of the European Space Agency, he couldn't figure out how the star ring trade was done even if he didn't want to.
And just below the ESA executive, there is also a window.
Liu Haotian walked up to a white-haired old man and asked politely and softly.
"Did you see anything?"
After hearing the junior's question, the old man sighed.
"In addition to the beautiful scenery that I will never forget in my life, I can't see any way out with my old eyes."
The old man's name is Liu Zhusheng, a researcher at the First Research Institute of China Aerospace Science and Technology Group. As one of the founders of China's aerospace industry, he participated in the design of the Shenzhou series rockets. During this opening ceremony, Xinghuan Trading provided four passenger quotas to China, and he was one of them.
Both the Aerospace Science and Technology Group and China's senior officials have high hopes for him, hoping that he can learn something from this opening ceremony and, if not, learn more about the space elevator.
However, standing here now, looking at the clouds that were gradually receding, he suddenly had the illusion that the lines were separated by mountains.
But soon, he smiled and shook his head, relieved of the concern in his chest.
Although he is an expert in the aerospace field, his expertise lies in the field of chemical rockets. He can use a pen to solve the technical problem of "longitudinal coupling vibration" that restricts the development of China's large-scale liquid rockets, which makes aerospace experts around the world pay attention to China. The country is impressed, but it does not mean that his talents are also applicable to the space elevator.
"Talents have emerged from generation to generation, and each has led the way for hundreds of years." Liu Zhusheng shook his head again and said with a smile, "I now understand why Americans, Japanese, and British gave up precious opportunities to a few people." What an incompatible writer.”
"Why?" Liu Haotian asked thoughtfully.
The old man raised his hand and lightly tapped his gray hair with his index finger.
"We need imagination."
The discussion between an old man and a young man caught Zhang Feng's attention.
Seeing familiar faces in a foreign country always makes people feel friendly. However, he did not step forward to talk to the two of them, but instead cast his gaze out the window.
It is said that for every 1,000 meters of altitude increase, the temperature will drop by 5 to 6 degrees Celsius.
Dots of ice crystals condensed outside the window, wisps of white mist shrouded, and a thick layer of air enveloped the earth like a spherical shell, making it feel like a fairyland on earth. Standing by the window, Zhang Feng silently took out his mobile phone and fixed this beautiful picture on the photo.
Being in such a majestic scenery, one can hear the exclamation in various languages.
At this time, a slightly unfamiliar Chinese language came to my ears.
"you're a soldier?"
Zhang Feng turned around and looked at the black man standing behind him. Instead of denying his inquiry, he asked instead.
"Oh? How did you tell?"
"Your stance is very special." The strong black man shrugged and smiled, showing his white teeth. "I heard that your Chinese association specializes in training soldiers' stance and how to fold quilts into tofu blocks."
Hearing the joking in the black language, Zhang Feng didn't pay attention, but raised his eyebrows and asked.
"Oh? So what do Americans train?"
The black man grinned and said, "We train how to beat people up."
"Then do you want to try with me?"
Looking at Zhang Feng's half-smiling expression, the black man shook his head with a smile and waved his hand, "Hey, man, I was just joking. If the two of us were thrown from here because of a test of skill, we wouldn't be able to survive even with a parachute. ."
After a pause, the black man coughed slightly and introduced himself.
"William James, Captain, United States Marine Corps, what about you?"
"Zhang Feng, Star Ring Marine Corps, also has the rank of captain," Zhang Feng took the black man's extended hand and shook it neatly.
A surprised expression appeared on William's face, but he quickly returned to normal.
"I thought you were Chinese."
"You guessed it right, I am indeed Chinese," Zhang Feng let go of his hand, "in the sense of blood."
"As an employee of Starlink Trading, can you tell me what is on the space station above our heads?" William leaned on the railing by the window and asked in a casual tone.
"You'll know when we get there." Zhang Feng shook his head.
William made a bored expression, but didn't say anything more.
Just as Zhang Feng said, when the elevator arrives, he will know what is on it. It's just that this five-hour journey is really too long. If he didn't find something to do for himself during such a long journey, he would go crazy out of boredom.
It wasn't just him who was curious about what was on top of his head, there were also netizens from all over the world who were watching the opening of the space elevator on the Star Ring Trading official website. People vented their shock with barrages and comments, and offered heartfelt praise to Star Ring Trading.
Just as William was looking out the window boredly and letting time pass by, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a bright spot with a tail in the dark and deep space.
meteor
Outside the atmosphere
How can it be!
Rubbing his eyes, he confirmed that he had seen it correctly. There was no reference object in space, so he could not judge how far away the bright spot was from him. However, standing in his position, the stretched light was so obvious in the dark universe.
"what is that?"
He murmured to himself, took out his phone, and took a photo of the mysterious meteor. (.)
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