Die on Mars

Tang Yue returned to Kunlun Station exhausted with the antenna. He unplugged the data cable and staggered into the airlock. It was already half past one in the morning.

The wind speed showed no sign of decreasing at all, and Tang Yue was a little worried. He didn't know whether the weather conditions would improve after dawn - well, as far as visibility was concerned, it made no difference whether it was dawn or not and whether the sun was rising or not.

In the sandstorm, the sky was dark and the ground was dark, and there was no distinction between day and night. Tang Yue could only judge the time based on the clock.

Tang Yue put away the antenna, which indicated that the connection between Lao Mao and the United Space Station had ended. They could not leave the communication antenna outdoors. If no one was watching, the antenna would definitely be overturned by the storm, but Tang Yue also He couldn't stay outside all night guarding the antenna... He also needed to rest. Tang Yue didn't want to die suddenly.

The contact lasted for more than an hour. It wasn't until the United Space Station passed over their heads and landed below the horizon that Old Mao ended the call. Old Mao, a talkative man, was nagging him the whole time. Tang Yue didn't even have a chance to say hello. He had previously I also imagined the scene when the contact was reconnected. It must be like a Hollywood movie. The little girl panics in the crisis. The hero stands in front of the radio station, presses the earphones and calmly comforts her with a magnetic baritone. "It's okay, don't be afraid, I'm here."

As a result, Tang Yue stood outside Kunlun Station holding the antenna for more than an hour. He was indeed a passerby.

Tang Yue stepped into the hall and saw the old cat slumped on a chair, looking at the sky, his face was gloomy, and he had no love in his life.

"What's wrong?"

The cat's face was very depressed, "I'm autistic."

When the old cat communicated with Ophiopogon japonicus for more than an hour, its original intention was to explain all the important things that need to be paid attention to when launching tomorrow, so that Ophiopogon japonicus could be well prepared.

The expected call should look like this:

Lao Mao: The first thing to note is that the microwave radar of the joint space station docking mechanism must be working properly!

Ophiopogon japonicus: Got it!

Lao Mao: Note 2: The relative speed between the target aircraft and the tracking aircraft must be limited to less than five meters per second!

Maidong: Got it!

Lao Mao: Note 3: Pay attention to check the working status of the manual docking system. If there is a problem with the automatic docking system, you must enable the manual control system.

Ophiopogon japonicus: Yes!

Old Cat: Do you have any other questions?

Ophiopogon japonicus stood at attention: No! I've got it all!

Simple, efficient, crisp and full of rigor and precision like scientists and soldiers, this is the normal style of painting.

But unfortunately, the fact is this:

Lao Mao: The first thing to note is that the microwave radar of the joint space station docking mechanism must be working properly!

Maidong nodded: Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Lao Mao: Note 2: The relative speed between the target aircraft and the tracking aircraft must be limited to less than five meters per second!

Maidong then nodded: Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Lao Mao: Note 3: Pay attention to check the working status of the manual docking system. If there is a problem with the automatic docking system, you must enable the manual control system.

Maidong continued to nod: Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Old Cat: Do you have any other questions?

Maidong shook his head: No.

Old Cat: Do you understand everything?

Maidong blinked innocently: He didn't understand at all.

Old Cat: You...you don’t understand what you are saying?

Maidong: I... If I don’t uh uh uh uh uh, what should I say?

Myocardial infarction in old cats.

It has the feeling of young parents tutoring their children in homework. The old cat finally understands why some parents are so angry that they have heart attacks because of this kind of thing. Because you have absolutely nothing to do with these naughty children. You think you have explained the profound things in simple terms enough. Clearly, even a pig sitting here should understand it, but these little things will just look at you with innocent faces, and then ask questions without knowing anything.

This is no longer the case.

This should be called invulnerability.

Therefore, there are only two outcomes for parents to help their children with homework, either the child is autistic or the parent is autistic.

The old cat felt deeply that his future was bleak and dark. He lived on Mars with two oil bottles. One was Tang Yue, a naked streaking man who could only be accurate to a rough degree when working, and the other was a naked man named Tang Yue. The little rookie girl Maidong who can open her big innocent eyes and nod her head and say yes... Maidong is just on the space station. What is the meaning of Tang Yue's existence?

A manure-making machine running naked in Kunlun Station? Producing organic fertilizer for the barren soil of Mars?

After decades of drifting on an isolated island, Robinson still had a right-hand man called Friday. If you left him with such a big burden as Tang Yue, Robinson might have drowned in the shipwreck at the beginning of the story.

Damn it, it’s going to rain and my mother wants to get married, so let it be.

Tang Yue placed the antenna against the wall, and then removed the life support system behind the Mingguang Armor.

"Have all the questions been explained clearly?"

The old cat nodded.

"What did Maidong say?" Tang Yue got out of the Mingguang Armor and hung the extravehicular suit on the wall. "Is she ready?"

"She said uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh," the old cat murmured, "I think she's ready."

"Excellent!" Tang Yue clapped his hands, very happy. This idiot was completely immersed in the excitement of the success. "The supplies are ready, the Eagle spacecraft is ready, the United Space Station is ready, just waiting for tomorrow's Launched... Everything is ready except for the east wind. As soon as the wind speed drops to thirty meters per second after dawn, we will launch the Eagle spacecraft! Send materials and supplies to the space station!"

Tang Yue rubbed his hands happily and walked around the hall. There was no trace of a man who was half dead from exhaustion.

The old cat glanced at the anemometer.

The current outdoor wind speed is 35 meters per second, which is nine meters lower than the peak of 44 meters per second. This shows that the energy of atmospheric activity is gradually weakening. If this trend continues, maybe after dawn The wind speed can really drop to about 30 meters per second... A little hope sprouted in the old cat's autistic heart. Although Tang Yue and Maidong are both stupid, a big fool and a little fool, stupid people always have stupid blessings. , maybe these two rookies stepped on shit and were lucky enough to be blessed. The Eagle spacecraft could lift off and dock safely, and deliver supplies to the space station?

The old cat sighed and spread out pen and paper on the table.

"What are you doing?" Tang Yue came over curiously.

"I want to confirm the complete procedure of launch and docking for the last time." Lao Mao wrote on the paper, "to ensure that there are no mistakes in the whole process."

Tang Yue pulled a chair over, sat down next to the old cat, and leaned over to take a look.

"Is there anything else that might go wrong?"

The old cat paused, then sighed.

"I'm afraid... the situation is not as optimistic as you think."