Forty-eight hours have passed since the collapse of the Gate of Hell, and the sandstorm caused by the earthquake is still raging in the desert outside the base.
Romanov seems to have not recovered from the shocking disaster, and has locked himself in his room these days. Professor Aubrey has become somewhat close to Schultz recently, and the two seem to be discussing some issues related to topology, functional analysis, and superstring theory.
This is not a problem that can be changed with determination.
There were whispers in the conference room, and the people sitting in front of the conference table communicated with each other's surprise and confusion with their eyes.
Han Kangyu, who was standing nearby, had his Adam's apple twitching and struggled to squeeze out a sentence from his throat.
Sitting not far from him, a middle-aged man who looked a little thin coughed lightly and said.
…
The dark sky not only affects the lighting in the planting area, but also affects the morale of all astronauts in the entire Mars scientific research base. During the past two days, the atmosphere in the base was quite depressing. No one could see a smile on their face, even if it was just a polite greeting.
Earth.
Time passed by minute by minute, and only about five minutes passed.
On the side of the wrist-mounted computer, there was a line of small but clear text engraved on it. He could recognize it as that person's notes.
"what's going on?"
Forty-eight hours have passed since the collapse of the Gate of Hell, and the sandstorm caused by the earthquake is still raging in the desert outside the base.
Romanov seems to have not recovered from the shocking disaster, and has locked himself in his room these days. Professor Aubrey has become somewhat close to Schultz recently, and the two seem to be discussing some issues related to topology, functional analysis, and superstring theory.
Even if he tried his best, he could not dig through the several-kilometer-long tunnel just by relying on the thin equipment on his space suit, let alone the huge boulder blocking his way.
With just two legs and intuition...
"How is the situation in the planting area?"
"If Academician Lu's death is related to extraterrestrial civilization, this brutal killing of our citizens is undoubtedly a naked act of war! We should resolutely fight back!"
As for Professor Vernal.
Manned mission office.
"A figure was found outside the base."
Because this sounds so bizarre that many people don't even know what expressions to show.
"Lu Zhou..."
"Ahem, don't get excited, old man. It wasn't who sent him there, but he insisted on going there! We have done so much ideological work with him and his relatives and friends, but at this point There is no other way. If you say he has to go, who can stop him except himself? "
Manned mission office.
He is probably the most emotionally stable of all the people who came back from the Gate of Hell.
"How is the situation in the planting area?"
With a serious expression in his eyes again, the old man looked around the conference table and continued to speak.
In the face of nature, human power is small.
"How is the situation in the planting area?"
"That's what Academician Lu encountered in the ruins before encountering the unexpected event."
The old man sitting at the head of the conference table nodded slowly.
"I know it sounds unbelievable, but we can't find a more reasonable reason to explain why it is such a coincidence that the best scientists of our civilization have just arrived at the gates of hell and brought them with them. When we went to contact them with friendly purposes, such a tragic accident happened!"
Sitting not far from him, a middle-aged man who looked a little thin coughed lightly and said.
In his eyes, the samples collected from that ruin were like a treasure worth trillions, and the information hidden inside would reveal secrets from billions of years ago to mankind.
In his eyes, the samples collected from that ruin were like a treasure worth trillions, and the information hidden inside would reveal secrets from billions of years ago to mankind.
Wang Peng didn't say anything, didn't even look at him, walked around the two people standing here, and walked away...
"Send it back to Earth."
"Things have developed to this point. Even if we argue about it again, nothing will change."
…
The whereabouts of the two team members are unknown. One of them is Academician Lu, the chief designer of the manned lunar landing plan and the Lunar Orbit Construction Committee. To be honest, until now, Ming Wenzhe didn't have much real feeling, as if all this was just a nightmare, or Academician Lu played a joke on them.
According to his own statement, he is writing a paper to analyze from a biological perspective the civilizations that occupied this planet between 30 and 3.5 billion years ago and the serious problems they faced at that time.
acts of war…
"It seems so..."
"Small problem, it's just that the chip of the UV lamp main control system in area A1 is burned out. I have replaced it with a new one." Ming Wenzhe found a chair and moved to sit across from the desk. Ming Wenzhe glanced at the He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Mental status report appraisal?"
Forty-eight hours have passed since the collapse of the Gate of Hell, and the sandstorm caused by the earthquake is still raging in the desert outside the base.
The old man sitting at the head of the conference table nodded slowly.
But no one cares about that now except himself.
Looking at the silent conference room, the old man continued.
"Open the door quickly!"
Noticing the anxious and excited expression on his face, Liang Youcheng asked immediately.
Even if the force of a division is deployed, nothing will be changed at all.
Looking at the figure on the screen, walking through the sandstorm step by step with shaky steps, approaching the base, Liang Youcheng's face was filled with expressions of disbelief.
Looking at the silent conference room, the old man continued.
Standing in front of the conference table, an old man with gray hair had a sad and angry expression on his face, and he angrily said with spittle flying everywhere.
"If Academician Lu's death is related to extraterrestrial civilization, this brutal killing of our citizens is undoubtedly a naked act of war! We should resolutely fight back!"
No matter what they found in that ruin, it couldn't make up for what they lost there...
Noticing the anxious and excited expression on his face, Liang Youcheng asked immediately.
"It was a wrong decision to send him there in the first place! Now that the mission has failed and there are no people left, how can we explain it to the people of the country! How can we explain it to his parents!"
Although the screen is broken, the chip is still inside.
Earth.
"Yes," Liang Youcheng nodded, "Project 128 has had a great impact on Dr. Fan's mental condition, and there is no psychiatrist here who can help him. He is no longer suitable to continue working on Mars. I plan to report to the ground command center Apply and let him take the next flight back to Earth to recuperate for a while.”
Forty-eight hours have passed since the collapse of the Gate of Hell, and the sandstorm caused by the earthquake is still raging in the desert outside the base.
The conference room was eerily quiet.
"Things have developed to this point. Even if we argue about it again, nothing will change."
"How is the situation in the planting area?"
"what's going on?"
Even if he could keep digging without eating or drinking, and was lucky enough to persist until that time, Lu Zhou wouldn't be able to wait that long with the oxygen he carried.
The atmosphere at the meeting table was quite heavy.
Standing in front of the conference table, an old man with gray hair had a sad and angry expression on his face, and he angrily said with spittle flying everywhere.
Sitting in the office, looking at Dr. Ming Wenzhe coming in from the door, Liang Youcheng stopped the pen in his hand and asked.
No need to ask, he already knew whose it was...
"Open the door quickly!"
After giving up digging, he searched nearby in despair, and soon found the oxygen bottle and supplies that Fan Tong had left behind. Fortunately, he also found a wrist-mounted computer with the locator turned on under the sand...
After changing out of his extravehicular spacesuit, Wang Peng looked at Station Manager Liang and Deputy Station Manager Han who were coming from the hatch that opened on the side, and nodded to them.
With a bang, Liang Youcheng pushed the chair away and stood up with an expression of disbelief on his face.
Time passed by minute by minute, and only about five minutes passed.
Unless there is an administrative order issued directly from the top of Chang'an Avenue, no one can really control him. And this kind of administrative order cannot be written by just opening a note. In front of the chief designer, anyone who wants to command him will be labeled as an amateur commanding an expert.
Standing in front of the conference table, an old man with gray hair had a sad and angry expression on his face, and he angrily said with spittle flying everywhere.
"Small problem, it's just that the chip of the UV lamp main control system in area A1 is burned out. I have replaced it with a new one." Ming Wenzhe found a chair and moved to sit across from the desk. Ming Wenzhe glanced at the He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Mental status report appraisal?"
With a serious expression in his eyes again, the old man looked around the conference table and continued to speak.
"According to the latest news from the Mars scientific research base, the scientific researchers there have found Academician Lu's wrist-mounted computer and have confirmed that he lost contact during the operation... In addition to deeply mourning and remembering this disaster, , all we can do now is to continue to move forward along his path, and keep walking unswervingly."
acts of war…
There are no transportation tools.
"Yes," Liang Youcheng nodded, "Project 128 has had a great impact on Dr. Fan's mental condition, and there is no psychiatrist here who can help him. He is no longer suitable to continue working on Mars. I plan to report to the ground command center Apply and let him take the next flight back to Earth to recuperate for a while.”
This is definitely the heaviest loss in China's aerospace history.
The conference room was eerily quiet.
“Project 128…”
The expressions on everyone's faces were not pretty.
The old man did not speak, but left time to think to everyone sitting in the conference room.
The conference room was eerily quiet.
"If the accident he encountered was related to extraterrestrial civilization, and it was because the other party took hostile actions, I think everyone should know what this means."
"How is the situation in the planting area?"
And, standing here now...
With a serious expression in his eyes again, the old man looked around the conference table and continued to speak.
This is definitely the heaviest loss in China's aerospace history.
The whereabouts of the two team members are unknown. One of them is Academician Lu, the chief designer of the manned lunar landing plan and the Lunar Orbit Construction Committee. To be honest, until now, Ming Wenzhe didn't have much real feeling, as if all this was just a nightmare, or Academician Lu played a joke on them.
Even if he could keep digging without eating or drinking, and was lucky enough to persist until that time, Lu Zhou wouldn't be able to wait that long with the oxygen he carried.
There is no navigation.
How is this possible? !
He is probably the most emotionally stable of all the people who came back from the Gate of Hell.
Chang'an Street.
The whereabouts of the two team members are unknown. One of them is Academician Lu, the chief designer of the manned lunar landing plan and the Lunar Orbit Construction Committee. To be honest, until now, Ming Wenzhe didn't have much real feeling, as if all this was just a nightmare, or Academician Lu played a joke on them.
"Things have developed to this point. Even if we argue about it again, nothing will change."
acts of war…
"If the accident he encountered was related to extraterrestrial civilization, and it was because the other party took hostile actions, I think everyone should know what this means."
And it’s with extraterrestrial civilizations…
Cleaning agent sprayed out from all directions, washing away the dirt and possible germs on his body.
At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door, and deputy station director Han Kangyu strode in from outside.
"Open the door quickly!"
Looking at the figure on the screen, walking through the sandstorm step by step with shaky steps, approaching the base, Liang Youcheng's face was filled with expressions of disbelief.
In the face of nature, human power is small.
"Small problem, it's just that the chip of the UV lamp main control system in area A1 is burned out. I have replaced it with a new one." Ming Wenzhe found a chair and moved to sit across from the desk. Ming Wenzhe glanced at the He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Mental status report appraisal?"
Noticing the anxious and excited expression on his face, Liang Youcheng asked immediately.
"I have heard about what happened under the ruins. We are all very sad about Academician Lu... Anyway, just come back."
Even if he could keep digging without eating or drinking, and was lucky enough to persist until that time, Lu Zhou wouldn't be able to wait that long with the oxygen he carried.
In fact, their information is very limited, and even if they want to discuss it, they can't come up with any results.
"what's going on?"
[If someone picks up my computer and it's not on my arm, they don't have to go out of their way to find me. No matter what happens, please bring it back to Earth for me, please.]
The whereabouts of the two team members are unknown. One of them is Academician Lu, the chief designer of the manned lunar landing plan and the Lunar Orbit Construction Committee. To be honest, until now, Ming Wenzhe didn't have much real feeling, as if all this was just a nightmare, or Academician Lu played a joke on them.
The old man did not speak, but left time to think to everyone sitting in the conference room.
As for what exactly Academician Lu encountered in the ruins, not to mention that they had no clue at all. Even among those who came back alive from the ruins, no one could give a reliable explanation.
With a bang, Liang Youcheng pushed the chair away and stood up with an expression of disbelief on his face.
"I'm back."
"Yes," Liang Youcheng nodded, "Project 128 has had a great impact on Dr. Fan's mental condition, and there is no psychiatrist here who can help him. He is no longer suitable to continue working on Mars. I plan to report to the ground command center Apply and let him take the next flight back to Earth to recuperate for a while.”
"what's going on?"
"A figure was found outside the base."
And, standing here now...
And it’s with extraterrestrial civilizations…
The moment he took over the wrist-mounted computer, Liang Youcheng's heart trembled slightly.
Unless there is an administrative order issued directly from the top of Chang'an Avenue, no one can really control him. And this kind of administrative order cannot be written by just opening a note. In front of the chief designer, anyone who wants to command him will be labeled as an amateur commanding an expert.
In the face of nature, human power is small.
After changing out of his extravehicular spacesuit, Wang Peng looked at Station Manager Liang and Deputy Station Manager Han who were coming from the hatch that opened on the side, and nodded to them.
With a bang, Liang Youcheng pushed the chair away and stood up with an expression of disbelief on his face.
"Send it back to Earth."
Cleaning agent sprayed out from all directions, washing away the dirt and possible germs on his body.
"According to the analysis of our astronomy experts, it is an indisputable fact that the core of Mars has cooled. An earthquake of this magnitude is definitely not caused by simple tectonic movements. And if it is human factors that cause all this, then Academician Lu is in an unexpected situation. What we have discovered before is worthy of our attention."
The whereabouts of the two team members are unknown. One of them is Academician Lu, the chief designer of the manned lunar landing plan and the Lunar Orbit Construction Committee. To be honest, until now, Ming Wenzhe didn't have much real feeling, as if all this was just a nightmare, or Academician Lu played a joke on them.
"Quick, take me to see it!"
"I have heard about what happened under the ruins. We are all very sad about Academician Lu... Anyway, just come back."
"Quick, take me to see it!"
Noticing the anxious and excited expression on his face, Liang Youcheng asked immediately.
As for Professor Vernal.
…
[If someone picks up my computer and it's not on my arm, they don't have to go out of their way to find me. No matter what happens, please bring it back to Earth for me, please.]
"Ahem, don't get excited, old man. It wasn't who sent him there, but he insisted on going there! We have done so much ideological work with him and his relatives and friends, but at this point There is no other way. If you say he has to go, who can stop him except himself? "
Wang Peng glanced at him and didn't answer. He just silently handed the wrist-mounted computer with a broken screen to his hand.
In the face of nature, human power is small.
According to his own statement, he is writing a paper to analyze from a biological perspective the civilizations that occupied this planet between 30 and 3.5 billion years ago and the serious problems they faced at that time.
After giving up digging, he searched nearby in despair, and soon found the oxygen bottle and supplies that Fan Tong had left behind. Fortunately, he also found a wrist-mounted computer with the locator turned on under the sand...
At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door, and deputy station director Han Kangyu strode in from outside.
Looking at the figure on the screen, walking through the sandstorm step by step with shaky steps, approaching the base, Liang Youcheng's face was filled with expressions of disbelief.
With just two legs and intuition...
Even if he tried his best, he could not dig through the several-kilometer-long tunnel just by relying on the thin equipment on his space suit, let alone the huge boulder blocking his way.
The dark sky not only affects the lighting in the planting area, but also affects the morale of all astronauts in the entire Mars scientific research base. During the past two days, the atmosphere in the base was quite depressing. No one could see a smile on their face, even if it was just a polite greeting.
“Project 128…”
Looking at the door that opened silently in front of him, Wang Peng dragged his shaky body in without saying a word or even looking at the surveillance camera at the door.
Because this sounds so bizarre that many people don't even know what expressions to show.
"According to the analysis of our astronomy experts, it is an indisputable fact that the core of Mars has cooled. An earthquake of this magnitude is definitely not caused by simple tectonic movements. And if it is human factors that cause all this, then Academician Lu is in an unexpected situation. What we have discovered before is worthy of our attention."
"That's what Academician Lu encountered in the ruins before encountering the unexpected event."
Wang Peng once thought that if he kept digging with the multifunctional shovel in his hand, he would either find him or die on the spot. It wasn't until the reminder that the oxygen reserve was about to run out popped up on the screen of the mask that he stopped waving his arms as if he had just woken up from a dream.
"Now that such a tragic accident has occurred, we must prepare for the worst."
After looking around at the people in front of the conference table, the old man sitting at the head of the conference table was silent for a while and then slowly spoke.
"According to the latest news from the Mars scientific research base, the scientific researchers there have found Academician Lu's wrist-mounted computer and have confirmed that he lost contact during the operation... In addition to deeply mourning and remembering this disaster, , all we can do now is to continue to move forward along his path, and keep walking unswervingly."
Liang Youcheng's Adam's apple moved, and he sighed softly and said comfortingly.
In fact, their information is very limited, and even if they want to discuss it, they can't come up with any results.
Sitting in the office, looking at Dr. Ming Wenzhe coming in from the door, Liang Youcheng stopped the pen in his hand and asked.
"Things have developed to this point. Even if we argue about it again, nothing will change."
This is not a problem that can be changed with determination.
"That's what Academician Lu encountered in the ruins before encountering the unexpected event."
Even if he tried his best, he could not dig through the several-kilometer-long tunnel just by relying on the thin equipment on his space suit, let alone the huge boulder blocking his way.
How is this possible? !
Chang'an Street.
After giving up digging, he searched nearby in despair, and soon found the oxygen bottle and supplies that Fan Tong had left behind. Fortunately, he also found a wrist-mounted computer with the locator turned on under the sand...
Even if the force of a division is deployed, nothing will be changed at all.
The old man did not speak, but left time to think to everyone sitting in the conference room.
Sitting not far from him, a middle-aged man who looked a little thin coughed lightly and said.
Even if he could keep digging without eating or drinking, and was lucky enough to persist until that time, Lu Zhou wouldn't be able to wait that long with the oxygen he carried.
Unless there is an administrative order issued directly from the top of Chang'an Avenue, no one can really control him. And this kind of administrative order cannot be written by just opening a note. In front of the chief designer, anyone who wants to command him will be labeled as an amateur commanding an expert.
Romanov seems to have not recovered from the shocking disaster, and has locked himself in his room these days. Professor Aubrey has become somewhat close to Schultz recently, and the two seem to be discussing some issues related to topology, functional analysis, and superstring theory.
…
Noticing the anxious and excited expression on his face, Liang Youcheng asked immediately.
This is definitely the heaviest loss in China's aerospace history.
With just two legs and intuition...
There is no navigation.
Don't say it's you.
The conference room was eerily quiet.
Knowing that it was useless to get angry here, the old man who beat his hands and feet sighed, and finally sat back in his seat.
"If the accident he encountered was related to extraterrestrial civilization, and it was because the other party took hostile actions, I think everyone should know what this means."
[If someone picks up my computer and it's not on my arm, they don't have to go out of their way to find me. No matter what happens, please bring it back to Earth for me, please.]
"Peace is based on friendship and reciprocity."
"In contrast, there is a more urgent matter waiting for us to discuss."
Even if the force of a division is deployed, nothing will be changed at all.
The old man sitting at the head of the conference table nodded slowly.
Wang Peng didn't say anything, didn't even look at him, walked around the two people standing here, and walked away...
"That's what Academician Lu encountered in the ruins before encountering the unexpected event."
After giving up digging, he searched nearby in despair, and soon found the oxygen bottle and supplies that Fan Tong had left behind. Fortunately, he also found a wrist-mounted computer with the locator turned on under the sand...
"Now that such a tragic accident has occurred, we must prepare for the worst."
The atmosphere at the meeting table was quite heavy.
"That's exactly what I'm saying."
“Project 128…”
Even if the force of a division is deployed, nothing will be changed at all.
Even if he tried his best, he could not dig through the several-kilometer-long tunnel just by relying on the thin equipment on his space suit, let alone the huge boulder blocking his way.
"According to the latest news from the Mars scientific research base, the scientific researchers there have found Academician Lu's wrist-mounted computer and have confirmed that he lost contact during the operation... In addition to deeply mourning and remembering this disaster, , all we can do now is to continue to move forward along his path, and keep walking unswervingly."
Although the screen is broken, the chip is still inside.
According to his own statement, he is writing a paper to analyze from a biological perspective the civilizations that occupied this planet between 30 and 3.5 billion years ago and the serious problems they faced at that time.
In fact, their information is very limited, and even if they want to discuss it, they can't come up with any results.
Looking at the door that opened silently in front of him, Wang Peng dragged his shaky body in without saying a word or even looking at the surveillance camera at the door.
The whereabouts of the two team members are unknown. One of them is Academician Lu, the chief designer of the manned lunar landing plan and the Lunar Orbit Construction Committee. To be honest, until now, Ming Wenzhe didn't have much real feeling, as if all this was just a nightmare, or Academician Lu played a joke on them.
Earth.
Even if he could keep digging without eating or drinking, and was lucky enough to persist until that time, Lu Zhou wouldn't be able to wait that long with the oxygen he carried.
On the side of the wrist-mounted computer, there was a line of small but clear text engraved on it. He could recognize it as that person's notes.
The expressions on everyone's faces were not pretty.
"How is the situation in the planting area?"
[If someone picks up my computer and it's not on my arm, they don't have to go out of their way to find me. No matter what happens, please bring it back to Earth for me, please.]
The expressions on everyone's faces were not pretty.
Noticing the anxious and excited expression on his face, Liang Youcheng asked immediately.
"Quick, take me to see it!"
Reading the heavy expressions on people's faces and the confusion about the future without Academician Lu, the old man sighed softly, put on a serious expression again, and continued.
This is definitely the heaviest loss in China's aerospace history.
"Yes," Liang Youcheng nodded, "Project 128 has had a great impact on Dr. Fan's mental condition, and there is no psychiatrist here who can help him. He is no longer suitable to continue working on Mars. I plan to report to the ground command center Apply and let him take the next flight back to Earth to recuperate for a while.”
It was after seeing these words that Wang Peng changed his mind.
Looking at the door that opened silently in front of him, Wang Peng dragged his shaky body in without saying a word or even looking at the surveillance camera at the door.
Noticing the anxious and excited expression on his face, Liang Youcheng asked immediately.
The alloy door slowly opened.
The alloy door slowly opened.
[If someone picks up my computer and it's not on my arm, they don't have to go out of their way to find me. No matter what happens, please bring it back to Earth for me, please.]
In fact, their information is very limited, and even if they want to discuss it, they can't come up with any results.
And, standing here now...
"Open the door quickly!"
The old man sitting at the head of the conference table nodded slowly.
Looking at the figure on the screen, walking through the sandstorm step by step with shaky steps, approaching the base, Liang Youcheng's face was filled with expressions of disbelief.
"Open the door quickly!"
With just two legs and intuition...
Manned mission office.
Sitting not far from him, a middle-aged man who looked a little thin coughed lightly and said.
"This guy... walked back on his legs?!"
Because this sounds so bizarre that many people don't even know what expressions to show.
"According to the latest news from the Mars scientific research base, the scientific researchers there have found Academician Lu's wrist-mounted computer and have confirmed that he lost contact during the operation... In addition to deeply mourning and remembering this disaster, , all we can do now is to continue to move forward along his path, and keep walking unswervingly."
no signal.
As for what exactly Academician Lu encountered in the ruins, not to mention that they had no clue at all. Even among those who came back alive from the ruins, no one could give a reliable explanation.
The whereabouts of the two team members are unknown. One of them is Academician Lu, the chief designer of the manned lunar landing plan and the Lunar Orbit Construction Committee. To be honest, until now, Ming Wenzhe didn't have much real feeling, as if all this was just a nightmare, or Academician Lu played a joke on them.
“Project 128…”
There is no navigation.
With just two legs and intuition...
"Send it back to Earth."
"Things have developed to this point. Even if we argue about it again, nothing will change."
Cleaning agent sprayed out from all directions, washing away the dirt and possible germs on his body.
On the side of the wrist-mounted computer, there was a line of small but clear text engraved on it. He could recognize it as that person's notes.
There are no transportation tools.
"That's exactly what I'm saying."
Manned mission office.
"Now that such a tragic accident has occurred, we must prepare for the worst."
no signal.
As for Professor Vernal.
Looking at the silent conference room, the old man continued.
Han Kangyu, who was standing nearby, had his Adam's apple twitching and struggled to squeeze out a sentence from his throat.
No need to ask, he already knew whose it was...
With just two legs and intuition...
Romanov seems to have not recovered from the shocking disaster, and has locked himself in his room these days. Professor Aubrey has become somewhat close to Schultz recently, and the two seem to be discussing some issues related to topology, functional analysis, and superstring theory.
After looking around at the people in front of the conference table, the old man sitting at the head of the conference table was silent for a while and then slowly spoke.
"A figure was found outside the base."
"Things have developed to this point. Even if we argue about it again, nothing will change."
There is no navigation.
How is this possible? !
Don't say it's you.
Liang Youcheng's Adam's apple moved, and he sighed softly and said comfortingly.
How is this possible? !
As for Professor Vernal.
He is probably the most emotionally stable of all the people who came back from the Gate of Hell.
no signal.
But no one cares about that now except himself.
No matter what they found in that ruin, it couldn't make up for what they lost there...
Han Kangyu also had the same shock on his face, nodded and said.
Don't say it's you.
"A figure was found outside the base."
Don't say it's you.
"According to the latest news from the Mars scientific research base, the scientific researchers there have found Academician Lu's wrist-mounted computer and have confirmed that he lost contact during the operation... In addition to deeply mourning and remembering this disaster, , all we can do now is to continue to move forward along his path, and keep walking unswervingly."
The moment these words were spoken, the expressions on the faces of everyone sitting at the conference table suddenly became wonderful.
There were whispers in the conference room, and the people sitting in front of the conference table communicated with each other's surprise and confusion with their eyes.
And it’s with extraterrestrial civilizations…
"It seems so..."
This is definitely the heaviest loss in China's aerospace history.
Looking at the silent conference room, the old man continued.
On the side of the wrist-mounted computer, there was a line of small but clear text engraved on it. He could recognize it as that person's notes.
"In contrast, there is a more urgent matter waiting for us to discuss."
How is this possible? !
Looking at the door that opened silently in front of him, Wang Peng dragged his shaky body in without saying a word or even looking at the surveillance camera at the door.
"Open the door quickly!"
"That's what Academician Lu encountered in the ruins before encountering the unexpected event."
The whereabouts of the two team members are unknown. One of them is Academician Lu, the chief designer of the manned lunar landing plan and the Lunar Orbit Construction Committee. To be honest, until now, Ming Wenzhe didn't have much real feeling, as if all this was just a nightmare, or Academician Lu played a joke on them.
…
"It seems that no one has any ideas, so let me say a few words."
After changing out of his extravehicular spacesuit, Wang Peng looked at Station Manager Liang and Deputy Station Manager Han who were coming from the hatch that opened on the side, and nodded to them.
After changing out of his extravehicular spacesuit, Wang Peng looked at Station Manager Liang and Deputy Station Manager Han who were coming from the hatch that opened on the side, and nodded to them.
The old man sitting at the head of the conference table nodded slowly.
Manned mission office.
"yes!"
"Small problem, it's just that the chip of the UV lamp main control system in area A1 is burned out. I have replaced it with a new one." Ming Wenzhe found a chair and moved to sit across from the desk. Ming Wenzhe glanced at the He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Mental status report appraisal?"
How is this possible? !
There are no transportation tools.
"This guy... walked back on his legs?!"
And it’s with extraterrestrial civilizations…
Sitting in the office, looking at Dr. Ming Wenzhe coming in from the door, Liang Youcheng stopped the pen in his hand and asked.
The alloy door slowly opened.
"I have heard about what happened under the ruins. We are all very sad about Academician Lu... Anyway, just come back."
In his eyes, the samples collected from that ruin were like a treasure worth trillions, and the information hidden inside would reveal secrets from billions of years ago to mankind.
No need to ask, he already knew whose it was...
Looking at the door that opened silently in front of him, Wang Peng dragged his shaky body in without saying a word or even looking at the surveillance camera at the door.
There are no transportation tools.
Looking at the silent conference room, the old man continued.
"It seems so..."
“Project 128…”
Cleaning agent sprayed out from all directions, washing away the dirt and possible germs on his body.
There is no navigation.
Sitting in the office, looking at Dr. Ming Wenzhe coming in from the door, Liang Youcheng stopped the pen in his hand and asked.
The alloy door slowly opened.
"Open the door quickly!"
Even if he could keep digging without eating or drinking, and was lucky enough to persist until that time, Lu Zhou wouldn't be able to wait that long with the oxygen he carried.
The atmosphere at the meeting table was quite heavy.
Standing in front of the conference table, an old man with gray hair had a sad and angry expression on his face, and he angrily said with spittle flying everywhere.
The whereabouts of the two team members are unknown. One of them is Academician Lu, the chief designer of the manned lunar landing plan and the Lunar Orbit Construction Committee. To be honest, until now, Ming Wenzhe didn't have much real feeling, as if all this was just a nightmare, or Academician Lu played a joke on them.
After changing out of his extravehicular spacesuit, Wang Peng looked at Station Manager Liang and Deputy Station Manager Han who were coming from the hatch that opened on the side, and nodded to them.
And it’s with extraterrestrial civilizations…
"Now that such a tragic accident has occurred, we must prepare for the worst."
Noticing the anxious and excited expression on his face, Liang Youcheng asked immediately.
"Ahem, don't get excited, old man. It wasn't who sent him there, but he insisted on going there! We have done so much ideological work with him and his relatives and friends, but at this point There is no other way. If you say he has to go, who can stop him except himself? "
Time passed by minute by minute, and only about five minutes passed.
Looking at the door that opened silently in front of him, Wang Peng dragged his shaky body in without saying a word or even looking at the surveillance camera at the door.
"I'm back."
The conference room was eerily quiet.
But no one cares about that now except himself.
no signal.
The moment he took over the wrist-mounted computer, Liang Youcheng's heart trembled slightly.
At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door, and deputy station director Han Kangyu strode in from outside.
Manned mission office.
Although the screen is broken, the chip is still inside.
Liang Youcheng's Adam's apple moved, and he sighed softly and said comfortingly.
…
As for what exactly Academician Lu encountered in the ruins, not to mention that they had no clue at all. Even among those who came back alive from the ruins, no one could give a reliable explanation.
Standing in front of the conference table, an old man with gray hair had a sad and angry expression on his face, and he angrily said with spittle flying everywhere.
"I have heard about what happened under the ruins. We are all very sad about Academician Lu... Anyway, just come back."
"I have heard about what happened under the ruins. We are all very sad about Academician Lu... Anyway, just come back."
Wang Peng once thought that if he kept digging with the multifunctional shovel in his hand, he would either find him or die on the spot. It wasn't until the reminder that the oxygen reserve was about to run out popped up on the screen of the mask that he stopped waving his arms as if he had just woken up from a dream.
Even if the force of a division is deployed, nothing will be changed at all.
Wang Peng glanced at him and didn't answer. He just silently handed the wrist-mounted computer with a broken screen to his hand.
"Things have developed to this point. Even if we argue about it again, nothing will change."
"That's what Academician Lu encountered in the ruins before encountering the unexpected event."
"Ahem, don't get excited, old man. It wasn't who sent him there, but he insisted on going there! We have done so much ideological work with him and his relatives and friends, but at this point There is no other way. If you say he has to go, who can stop him except himself? "
Don't say it's you.
"Lu Zhou..."
…
"It was a wrong decision to send him there in the first place! Now that the mission has failed and there are no people left, how can we explain it to the people of the country! How can we explain it to his parents!"
"Send it back to Earth."
"Things have developed to this point. Even if we argue about it again, nothing will change."
The conference room was eerily quiet.
The moment he took over the wrist-mounted computer, Liang Youcheng's heart trembled slightly.
Reading the heavy expressions on people's faces and the confusion about the future without Academician Lu, the old man sighed softly, put on a serious expression again, and continued.
"Send it back to Earth."
The moment he took over the wrist-mounted computer, Liang Youcheng's heart trembled slightly.
"Now that such a tragic accident has occurred, we must prepare for the worst."
Earth.
"This guy... walked back on his legs?!"
"That's what Academician Lu encountered in the ruins before encountering the unexpected event."
No need to ask, he already knew whose it was...
After looking around at the people in front of the conference table, the old man sitting at the head of the conference table was silent for a while and then slowly spoke.
No need to ask, he already knew whose it was...
With just two legs and intuition...
With a serious expression in his eyes again, the old man looked around the conference table and continued to speak.
Knowing that it was useless to get angry here, the old man who beat his hands and feet sighed, and finally sat back in his seat.
Han Kangyu, who was standing nearby, had his Adam's apple twitching and struggled to squeeze out a sentence from his throat.
Wang Peng once thought that if he kept digging with the multifunctional shovel in his hand, he would either find him or die on the spot. It wasn't until the reminder that the oxygen reserve was about to run out popped up on the screen of the mask that he stopped waving his arms as if he had just woken up from a dream.
The old man sitting at the head of the conference table nodded slowly.
After changing out of his extravehicular spacesuit, Wang Peng looked at Station Manager Liang and Deputy Station Manager Han who were coming from the hatch that opened on the side, and nodded to them.
[If someone picks up my computer and it's not on my arm, they don't have to go out of their way to find me. No matter what happens, please bring it back to Earth for me, please.]
Looking at the door that opened silently in front of him, Wang Peng dragged his shaky body in without saying a word or even looking at the surveillance camera at the door.
"This guy... walked back on his legs?!"
Even if the force of a division is deployed, nothing will be changed at all.
"Things have developed to this point. Even if we argue about it again, nothing will change."
"Lu Zhou..."
Sitting not far from him, a middle-aged man who looked a little thin coughed lightly and said.
Noticing the anxious and excited expression on his face, Liang Youcheng asked immediately.
"It seems so..."
Standing in front of the conference table, an old man with gray hair had a sad and angry expression on his face, and he angrily said with spittle flying everywhere.
"It was a wrong decision to send him there in the first place! Now that the mission has failed and there are no people left, how can we explain it to the people of the country! How can we explain it to his parents!"
How is this possible? !
After looking around at the people in front of the conference table, the old man sitting at the head of the conference table was silent for a while and then slowly spoke.
"Peace is based on friendship and reciprocity."
Wang Peng didn't say anything, didn't even look at him, walked around the two people standing here, and walked away...
The expressions on everyone's faces were not pretty.
After looking around at the people in front of the conference table, the old man sitting at the head of the conference table was silent for a while and then slowly spoke.
Noticing the anxious and excited expression on his face, Liang Youcheng asked immediately.
According to his own statement, he is writing a paper to analyze from a biological perspective the civilizations that occupied this planet between 30 and 3.5 billion years ago and the serious problems they faced at that time.
Liang Youcheng's Adam's apple moved, and he sighed softly and said comfortingly.
A meeting is going on.
no signal.
There were whispers in the conference room, and the people sitting in front of the conference table communicated with each other's surprise and confusion with their eyes.
…
With just two legs and intuition...
"Things have developed to this point. Even if we argue about it again, nothing will change."
Time passed by minute by minute, and only about five minutes passed.
The old man did not speak, but left time to think to everyone sitting in the conference room.
"That's exactly what I'm saying."
Even if the force of a division is deployed, nothing will be changed at all.
Looking at the figure on the screen, walking through the sandstorm step by step with shaky steps, approaching the base, Liang Youcheng's face was filled with expressions of disbelief.
On the side of the wrist-mounted computer, there was a line of small but clear text engraved on it. He could recognize it as that person's notes.
Earth.
"It seems so..."
“Project 128…”
"If Academician Lu's death is related to extraterrestrial civilization, this brutal killing of our citizens is undoubtedly a naked act of war! We should resolutely fight back!"
Although the screen is broken, the chip is still inside.
"Quick, take me to see it!"
"Open the door quickly!"
"According to the analysis of our astronomy experts, it is an indisputable fact that the core of Mars has cooled. An earthquake of this magnitude is definitely not caused by simple tectonic movements. And if it is human factors that cause all this, then Academician Lu is in an unexpected situation. What we have discovered before is worthy of our attention."
Chang'an Street.
In fact, their information is very limited, and even if they want to discuss it, they can't come up with any results.
The alloy door slowly opened.
Sitting not far from him, a middle-aged man who looked a little thin coughed lightly and said.
Even if the force of a division is deployed, nothing will be changed at all.
Looking at the door that opened silently in front of him, Wang Peng dragged his shaky body in without saying a word or even looking at the surveillance camera at the door.
The moment he took over the wrist-mounted computer, Liang Youcheng's heart trembled slightly.
Han Kangyu also had the same shock on his face, nodded and said.
The old man did not speak, but left time to think to everyone sitting in the conference room.
A meeting is going on.
He is probably the most emotionally stable of all the people who came back from the Gate of Hell.
After giving up digging, he searched nearby in despair, and soon found the oxygen bottle and supplies that Fan Tong had left behind. Fortunately, he also found a wrist-mounted computer with the locator turned on under the sand...
The whereabouts of the two team members are unknown. One of them is Academician Lu, the chief designer of the manned lunar landing plan and the Lunar Orbit Construction Committee. To be honest, until now, Ming Wenzhe didn't have much real feeling, as if all this was just a nightmare, or Academician Lu played a joke on them.
Standing in front of the conference table, an old man with gray hair had a sad and angry expression on his face, and he angrily said with spittle flying everywhere.
There are no transportation tools.
The alloy door slowly opened.
"Now that such a tragic accident has occurred, we must prepare for the worst."
The old man did not speak, but left time to think to everyone sitting in the conference room.
Manned mission office.
"Quick, take me to see it!"
With just two legs and intuition...
Han Kangyu, who was standing nearby, had his Adam's apple twitching and struggled to squeeze out a sentence from his throat.
"It was a wrong decision to send him there in the first place! Now that the mission has failed and there are no people left, how can we explain it to the people of the country! How can we explain it to his parents!"
Wang Peng glanced at him and didn't answer. He just silently handed the wrist-mounted computer with a broken screen to his hand.
…
"I have heard about what happened under the ruins. We are all very sad about Academician Lu... Anyway, just come back."
It was after seeing these words that Wang Peng changed his mind.
Standing in front of the conference table, an old man with gray hair had a sad and angry expression on his face, and he angrily said with spittle flying everywhere.
This is definitely the heaviest loss in China's aerospace history.
Sitting not far from him, a middle-aged man who looked a little thin coughed lightly and said.
As for Professor Vernal.
Unless there is an administrative order issued directly from the top of Chang'an Avenue, no one can really control him. And this kind of administrative order cannot be written by just opening a note. In front of the chief designer, anyone who wants to command him will be labeled as an amateur commanding an expert.
"Peace is based on friendship and reciprocity."
In fact, their information is very limited, and even if they want to discuss it, they can't come up with any results.
This is not a problem that can be changed with determination.
"Ahem, don't get excited, old man. It wasn't who sent him there, but he insisted on going there! We have done so much ideological work with him and his relatives and friends, but at this point There is no other way. If you say he has to go, who can stop him except himself? "
"I'm back."
With a serious expression in his eyes again, the old man looked around the conference table and continued to speak.
"That's exactly what I'm saying."
He is probably the most emotionally stable of all the people who came back from the Gate of Hell.
Manned mission office.
"A figure was found outside the base."
The atmosphere at the meeting table was quite heavy.
The dark sky not only affects the lighting in the planting area, but also affects the morale of all astronauts in the entire Mars scientific research base. During the past two days, the atmosphere in the base was quite depressing. No one could see a smile on their face, even if it was just a polite greeting.
Wang Peng didn't say anything, didn't even look at him, walked around the two people standing here, and walked away...
Unless there is an administrative order issued directly from the top of Chang'an Avenue, no one can really control him. And this kind of administrative order cannot be written by just opening a note. In front of the chief designer, anyone who wants to command him will be labeled as an amateur commanding an expert.
Standing in front of the conference table, an old man with gray hair had a sad and angry expression on his face, and he angrily said with spittle flying everywhere.
The expressions on everyone's faces were not pretty.
"It was a wrong decision to send him there in the first place! Now that the mission has failed and there are no people left, how can we explain it to the people of the country! How can we explain it to his parents!"
"Lu Zhou..."
The old man sitting at the head of the conference table nodded slowly.
In the face of nature, human power is small.
Wang Peng once thought that if he kept digging with the multifunctional shovel in his hand, he would either find him or die on the spot. It wasn't until the reminder that the oxygen reserve was about to run out popped up on the screen of the mask that he stopped waving his arms as if he had just woken up from a dream.
…
Knowing that it was useless to get angry here, the old man who beat his hands and feet sighed, and finally sat back in his seat.
And it’s with extraterrestrial civilizations…
"A figure was found outside the base."
"Yes," Liang Youcheng nodded, "Project 128 has had a great impact on Dr. Fan's mental condition, and there is no psychiatrist here who can help him. He is no longer suitable to continue working on Mars. I plan to report to the ground command center Apply and let him take the next flight back to Earth to recuperate for a while.”
As for Professor Vernal.
The atmosphere at the meeting table was quite heavy.
Han Kangyu, who was standing nearby, had his Adam's apple twitching and struggled to squeeze out a sentence from his throat.
"yes!"
Because this sounds so bizarre that many people don't even know what expressions to show.
The expressions on everyone's faces were not pretty.
"In contrast, there is a more urgent matter waiting for us to discuss."
…
"yes!"
"If the accident he encountered was related to extraterrestrial civilization, and it was because the other party took hostile actions, I think everyone should know what this means."
"How is the situation in the planting area?"
The atmosphere at the meeting table was quite heavy.
"yes!"
After looking around at the people in front of the conference table, the old man sitting at the head of the conference table was silent for a while and then slowly spoke.
"This guy... walked back on his legs?!"
Time passed by minute by minute, and only about five minutes passed.
"Peace is based on friendship and reciprocity."
"Things have developed to this point. Even if we argue about it again, nothing will change."
Knowing that it was useless to get angry here, the old man who beat his hands and feet sighed, and finally sat back in his seat.
"Now that such a tragic accident has occurred, we must prepare for the worst."
Although the screen is broken, the chip is still inside.
In his eyes, the samples collected from that ruin were like a treasure worth trillions, and the information hidden inside would reveal secrets from billions of years ago to mankind.
Wang Peng once thought that if he kept digging with the multifunctional shovel in his hand, he would either find him or die on the spot. It wasn't until the reminder that the oxygen reserve was about to run out popped up on the screen of the mask that he stopped waving his arms as if he had just woken up from a dream.
Although the screen is broken, the chip is still inside.
The old man sitting at the head of the conference table nodded slowly.
No matter what they found in that ruin, it couldn't make up for what they lost there...
"According to the latest news from the Mars scientific research base, the scientific researchers there have found Academician Lu's wrist-mounted computer and have confirmed that he lost contact during the operation... In addition to deeply mourning and remembering this disaster, , all we can do now is to continue to move forward along his path, and keep walking unswervingly."
According to his own statement, he is writing a paper to analyze from a biological perspective the civilizations that occupied this planet between 30 and 3.5 billion years ago and the serious problems they faced at that time.
Looking at the door that opened silently in front of him, Wang Peng dragged his shaky body in without saying a word or even looking at the surveillance camera at the door.
…
"How is the situation in the planting area?"
Reading the heavy expressions on people's faces and the confusion about the future without Academician Lu, the old man sighed softly, put on a serious expression again, and continued.
"Open the door quickly!"
With just two legs and intuition...
The conference room was eerily quiet.
At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door, and deputy station director Han Kangyu strode in from outside.
There is no navigation.
Liang Youcheng's Adam's apple moved, and he sighed softly and said comfortingly.
Cleaning agent sprayed out from all directions, washing away the dirt and possible germs on his body.
"In contrast, there is a more urgent matter waiting for us to discuss."
"yes!"
This is definitely the heaviest loss in China's aerospace history.
This is not a problem that can be changed with determination.
Looking at the door that opened silently in front of him, Wang Peng dragged his shaky body in without saying a word or even looking at the surveillance camera at the door.
In the face of nature, human power is small.
"According to the latest news from the Mars scientific research base, the scientific researchers there have found Academician Lu's wrist-mounted computer and have confirmed that he lost contact during the operation... In addition to deeply mourning and remembering this disaster, , all we can do now is to continue to move forward along his path, and keep walking unswervingly."
Don't say it's you.
"Small problem, it's just that the chip of the UV lamp main control system in area A1 is burned out. I have replaced it with a new one." Ming Wenzhe found a chair and moved to sit across from the desk. Ming Wenzhe glanced at the He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Mental status report appraisal?"
"That's what Academician Lu encountered in the ruins before encountering the unexpected event."
This is not a problem that can be changed with determination.
"Yes," Liang Youcheng nodded, "Project 128 has had a great impact on Dr. Fan's mental condition, and there is no psychiatrist here who can help him. He is no longer suitable to continue working on Mars. I plan to report to the ground command center Apply and let him take the next flight back to Earth to recuperate for a while.”
Finally, a middle-aged man in military uniform with a serious expression stood up, broke the silence on the conference table, and spoke in a sonorous and powerful voice.
There were whispers in the conference room, and the people sitting in front of the conference table communicated with each other's surprise and confusion with their eyes.
The atmosphere at the meeting table was quite heavy.
"Lu Zhou..."
How is this possible? !
There are no transportation tools.
He is probably the most emotionally stable of all the people who came back from the Gate of Hell.
The dark sky not only affects the lighting in the planting area, but also affects the morale of all astronauts in the entire Mars scientific research base. During the past two days, the atmosphere in the base was quite depressing. No one could see a smile on their face, even if it was just a polite greeting.
After changing out of his extravehicular spacesuit, Wang Peng looked at Station Manager Liang and Deputy Station Manager Han who were coming from the hatch that opened on the side, and nodded to them.
In fact, their information is very limited, and even if they want to discuss it, they can't come up with any results.
And it’s with extraterrestrial civilizations…
"That's exactly what I'm saying."
A meeting is going on.
"I'm back."
Even if he tried his best, he could not dig through the several-kilometer-long tunnel just by relying on the thin equipment on his space suit, let alone the huge boulder blocking his way.
As for what exactly Academician Lu encountered in the ruins, not to mention that they had no clue at all. Even among those who came back alive from the ruins, no one could give a reliable explanation.
At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door, and deputy station director Han Kangyu strode in from outside.
Wang Peng once thought that if he kept digging with the multifunctional shovel in his hand, he would either find him or die on the spot. It wasn't until the reminder that the oxygen reserve was about to run out popped up on the screen of the mask that he stopped waving his arms as if he had just woken up from a dream.
Noticing the anxious and excited expression on his face, Liang Youcheng asked immediately.
Looking at the silent conference room, the old man continued.
In his eyes, the samples collected from that ruin were like a treasure worth trillions, and the information hidden inside would reveal secrets from billions of years ago to mankind.
"If the accident he encountered was related to extraterrestrial civilization, and it was because the other party took hostile actions, I think everyone should know what this means."
On the side of the wrist-mounted computer, there was a line of small but clear text engraved on it. He could recognize it as that person's notes.
"That's exactly what I'm saying."
"Lu Zhou..."
The whereabouts of the two team members are unknown. One of them is Academician Lu, the chief designer of the manned lunar landing plan and the Lunar Orbit Construction Committee. To be honest, until now, Ming Wenzhe didn't have much real feeling, as if all this was just a nightmare, or Academician Lu played a joke on them.
"It seems that no one has any ideas, so let me say a few words."
…
"Send it back to Earth."
Even if he tried his best, he could not dig through the several-kilometer-long tunnel just by relying on the thin equipment on his space suit, let alone the huge boulder blocking his way.
"According to the analysis of our astronomy experts, it is an indisputable fact that the core of Mars has cooled. An earthquake of this magnitude is definitely not caused by simple tectonic movements. And if it is human factors that cause all this, then Academician Lu is in an unexpected situation. What we have discovered before is worthy of our attention."
Romanov seems to have not recovered from the shocking disaster, and has locked himself in his room these days. Professor Aubrey has become somewhat close to Schultz recently, and the two seem to be discussing some issues related to topology, functional analysis, and superstring theory.
There are no transportation tools.
…
"If the accident he encountered was related to extraterrestrial civilization, and it was because the other party took hostile actions, I think everyone should know what this means."
"Small problem, it's just that the chip of the UV lamp main control system in area A1 is burned out. I have replaced it with a new one." Ming Wenzhe found a chair and moved to sit across from the desk. Ming Wenzhe glanced at the He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Mental status report appraisal?"
"A figure was found outside the base."
In his eyes, the samples collected from that ruin were like a treasure worth trillions, and the information hidden inside would reveal secrets from billions of years ago to mankind.
Don't say it's you.
And it’s with extraterrestrial civilizations…
After changing out of his extravehicular spacesuit, Wang Peng looked at Station Manager Liang and Deputy Station Manager Han who were coming from the hatch that opened on the side, and nodded to them.
…
After changing out of his extravehicular spacesuit, Wang Peng looked at Station Manager Liang and Deputy Station Manager Han who were coming from the hatch that opened on the side, and nodded to them.
The conference room was eerily quiet.
A meeting is going on.
Sitting in the office, looking at Dr. Ming Wenzhe coming in from the door, Liang Youcheng stopped the pen in his hand and asked.
He is probably the most emotionally stable of all the people who came back from the Gate of Hell.
It was after seeing these words that Wang Peng changed his mind.
After looking around at the people in front of the conference table, the old man sitting at the head of the conference table was silent for a while and then slowly spoke.
"Open the door quickly!"
But no one cares about that now except himself.
"It seems so..."
The old man did not speak, but left time to think to everyone sitting in the conference room.
Looking at the door that opened silently in front of him, Wang Peng dragged his shaky body in without saying a word or even looking at the surveillance camera at the door.
The expressions on everyone's faces were not pretty.
Finally, a middle-aged man in military uniform with a serious expression stood up, broke the silence on the conference table, and spoke in a sonorous and powerful voice.
"Small problem, it's just that the chip of the UV lamp main control system in area A1 is burned out. I have replaced it with a new one." Ming Wenzhe found a chair and moved to sit across from the desk. Ming Wenzhe glanced at the He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Mental status report appraisal?"
The alloy door slowly opened.
But no one cares about that now except himself.
"In contrast, there is a more urgent matter waiting for us to discuss."
"How is the situation in the planting area?"
Time passed by minute by minute, and only about five minutes passed.
"Yes," Liang Youcheng nodded, "Project 128 has had a great impact on Dr. Fan's mental condition, and there is no psychiatrist here who can help him. He is no longer suitable to continue working on Mars. I plan to report to the ground command center Apply and let him take the next flight back to Earth to recuperate for a while.”
no signal.
…
Manned mission office.
After giving up digging, he searched nearby in despair, and soon found the oxygen bottle and supplies that Fan Tong had left behind. Fortunately, he also found a wrist-mounted computer with the locator turned on under the sand...
Manned mission office.
No matter what they found in that ruin, it couldn't make up for what they lost there...
Finally, a middle-aged man in military uniform with a serious expression stood up, broke the silence on the conference table, and spoke in a sonorous and powerful voice.
Han Kangyu, who was standing nearby, had his Adam's apple twitching and struggled to squeeze out a sentence from his throat.
Looking at the figure on the screen, walking through the sandstorm step by step with shaky steps, approaching the base, Liang Youcheng's face was filled with expressions of disbelief.
Looking at the figure on the screen, walking through the sandstorm step by step with shaky steps, approaching the base, Liang Youcheng's face was filled with expressions of disbelief.
"If Academician Lu's death is related to extraterrestrial civilization, this brutal killing of our citizens is undoubtedly a naked act of war! We should resolutely fight back!"
After changing out of his extravehicular spacesuit, Wang Peng looked at Station Manager Liang and Deputy Station Manager Han who were coming from the hatch that opened on the side, and nodded to them.
…
The alloy door slowly opened.
Time passed by minute by minute, and only about five minutes passed.
Wang Peng glanced at him and didn't answer. He just silently handed the wrist-mounted computer with a broken screen to his hand.
Han Kangyu also had the same shock on his face, nodded and said.
The moment these words were spoken, the expressions on the faces of everyone sitting at the conference table suddenly became wonderful.
"I know it sounds unbelievable, but we can't find a more reasonable reason to explain why it is such a coincidence that the best scientists of our civilization have just arrived at the gates of hell and brought them with them. When we went to contact them with friendly purposes, such a tragic accident happened!"
Earth.
Don't say it's you.
acts of war…
"How is the situation in the planting area?"
Even if he could keep digging without eating or drinking, and was lucky enough to persist until that time, Lu Zhou wouldn't be able to wait that long with the oxygen he carried.
acts of war…
"Ahem, don't get excited, old man. It wasn't who sent him there, but he insisted on going there! We have done so much ideological work with him and his relatives and friends, but at this point There is no other way. If you say he has to go, who can stop him except himself? "
"I have heard about what happened under the ruins. We are all very sad about Academician Lu... Anyway, just come back."
The whereabouts of the two team members are unknown. One of them is Academician Lu, the chief designer of the manned lunar landing plan and the Lunar Orbit Construction Committee. To be honest, until now, Ming Wenzhe didn't have much real feeling, as if all this was just a nightmare, or Academician Lu played a joke on them.
And, standing here now...
Cleaning agent sprayed out from all directions, washing away the dirt and possible germs on his body.
And it’s with extraterrestrial civilizations…
As for what exactly Academician Lu encountered in the ruins, not to mention that they had no clue at all. Even among those who came back alive from the ruins, no one could give a reliable explanation.
"Ahem, don't get excited, old man. It wasn't who sent him there, but he insisted on going there! We have done so much ideological work with him and his relatives and friends, but at this point There is no other way. If you say he has to go, who can stop him except himself? "
With a serious expression in his eyes again, the old man looked around the conference table and continued to speak.
According to his own statement, he is writing a paper to analyze from a biological perspective the civilizations that occupied this planet between 30 and 3.5 billion years ago and the serious problems they faced at that time.
"Now that such a tragic accident has occurred, we must prepare for the worst."
With a bang, Liang Youcheng pushed the chair away and stood up with an expression of disbelief on his face.
Because this sounds so bizarre that many people don't even know what expressions to show.
With a bang, Liang Youcheng pushed the chair away and stood up with an expression of disbelief on his face.
Although the screen is broken, the chip is still inside.
How is this possible? !
no signal.
In his eyes, the samples collected from that ruin were like a treasure worth trillions, and the information hidden inside would reveal secrets from billions of years ago to mankind.
The old man sitting at the head of the conference table nodded slowly.
After changing out of his extravehicular spacesuit, Wang Peng looked at Station Manager Liang and Deputy Station Manager Han who were coming from the hatch that opened on the side, and nodded to them.
"In contrast, there is a more urgent matter waiting for us to discuss."
"It was a wrong decision to send him there in the first place! Now that the mission has failed and there are no people left, how can we explain it to the people of the country! How can we explain it to his parents!"
Even if the force of a division is deployed, nothing will be changed at all.
"That's exactly what I'm saying."
Even if he could keep digging without eating or drinking, and was lucky enough to persist until that time, Lu Zhou wouldn't be able to wait that long with the oxygen he carried.
"I have heard about what happened under the ruins. We are all very sad about Academician Lu... Anyway, just come back."
In the face of nature, human power is small.
According to his own statement, he is writing a paper to analyze from a biological perspective the civilizations that occupied this planet between 30 and 3.5 billion years ago and the serious problems they faced at that time.
Knowing that it was useless to get angry here, the old man who beat his hands and feet sighed, and finally sat back in his seat.
"This guy... walked back on his legs?!"
Cleaning agent sprayed out from all directions, washing away the dirt and possible germs on his body.
With a serious expression in his eyes again, the old man looked around the conference table and continued to speak.
no signal.
acts of war…
"I know it sounds unbelievable, but we can't find a more reasonable reason to explain why it is such a coincidence that the best scientists of our civilization have just arrived at the gates of hell and brought them with them. When we went to contact them with friendly purposes, such a tragic accident happened!"
The moment he took over the wrist-mounted computer, Liang Youcheng's heart trembled slightly.
Although the screen is broken, the chip is still inside.
Romanov seems to have not recovered from the shocking disaster, and has locked himself in his room these days. Professor Aubrey has become somewhat close to Schultz recently, and the two seem to be discussing some issues related to topology, functional analysis, and superstring theory.
"Peace is based on friendship and reciprocity."
"This guy... walked back on his legs?!"
As for Professor Vernal.
"Now that such a tragic accident has occurred, we must prepare for the worst."
There is no navigation.
And, standing here now...
"Now that such a tragic accident has occurred, we must prepare for the worst."
"Peace is based on friendship and reciprocity."
"If Academician Lu's death is related to extraterrestrial civilization, this brutal killing of our citizens is undoubtedly a naked act of war! We should resolutely fight back!"