Mars.
It has been almost two weeks since the Ares was trapped.
Every day, devil worms emerge from the surface, wander around the cabin of the Ares, knock on the hull with the pair of sickle-like fangs, and then turn and disappear into the desert.
Although the pair of sickles could not break the titanium hull of the Ares, the psychological pressure on the astronauts was huge.
Especially when I recalled the bloody scene, the teammates I trained together in the past were gnawed in front of me only a space suit...
The atmosphere of despair filled this space of more than 30 square meters.
Five days ago, the communication module was broken, and the Ares had completely lost contact with the relay satellite, just like a traveler who was lost in the desert could only stare at the endless yellow sofa, passing the countdown life.
Fortunately, the supplies they carried were quite sufficient and there was no problem in maintaining them for a year.
The only trouble is that if they don't unfold the solar panels as soon as possible, they may have to face a shortage of electricity.
And this is also the most serious problem.
Without electricity, it means no water and no air.
Every day, several people are drunk and regard tomorrow as the end of the world.
How are the trade negotiations between the headquarters and Star Ring?
I don’t know... No one has appeared until now, so I’m afraid there has been no agreement.
Damn, have we been given up?
God bless Amen...
Sitting in the corner of the cockpit and listening to the desperate voices of his teammates, Breth grinned and stuffed the whiskey bottle into his mouth.
Helpless.
Perhaps only this word can describe his mood.
If he was still expecting that the Star Ring Trade would send people to rescue them from hell in the first week, but now a week has passed and they have not even seen the rescue convoy.
He almost deserves to give up on that unrealistic idea.
He walked to him and sat down. The drunk Jewish astronaut walked to him and sat down opposite him, burping and muttering.
How much electricity do we have?
I will probably stick to it until next Wednesday.
Hell... the man cursed and shook his head. Do you know what I am thinking now?
What do you think?Breth grinned.
I'm thinking.After burping, the Jew raised a index finger and said drunkenly, asking, if we die of suffocation, is it considered suicide or murder.
...Is there any difference?
In my faith, suicide cannot go to heaven.Looking at Breth, the Jews grinned open their mouths, raised their glasses and made a cheers, My dear captain, I only ask you for one thing.Put more sleeping pills in today's dinner...
Then I will fulfill your wishes, let me go to hell with my sinful men?Brace stood up with his hands on the floor, staggered and said cursingly, "Don't even think about it..."
What are you going to do?
Put solar panels.
You're crazy.The Jews grinned, and there were all that stuff outside.
I'm serious.
In the surprise and dull sight of his teammates, Breth threw the bottle into the trash can, holding his groggy head, and walking towards the stairs.
Can't wait any longer.
If he died at all sides, he would rather die with dignity.
Although the bloody scene made him tremble all over just thinking about it, he felt relieved when he thought that death was only a moment of pain.
Don't do this, you're dying!
The man leaning against the corner of the wall stretched out his hand and grabbed Brace's arm.
After shook off his teammate's hand, Brace entered the password on the hatch without saying a word, and then stepped into the buffer cabin.
Sandstorms have gradually begun to blow outside.
He didn't know if the dust storm would reduce the devil's perception, but now is undoubtedly the best time.
Just be careful not to be blown away...
After checking the airtightness of the spacesuit, Brace put his hand on the trunk-sized toolbox.
The buffer cabin opened, and the whistling yellow sand swept over. Breth took a deep breath and was about to jump to the desert where death might be buried, but suddenly he saw a dark shadow from the dim horizon.
He was stunned.
He reached out and wiped the dust from the helmet hard.
This time he saw it a little clearer.
At the same time, his pupils gradually expanded, magnifying a hint of hope.
……God.
It's reinforcements!
It is the fleet of Star Ring Trade!
He almost gave up!
At the same time, astronauts inside Ares also discovered the situation about one kilometer away.
What is that!
It is the fleet of Star Ring Trade!
It's rescue!Ha ha ha ha!They must have come to save us!We don't have to wait to die!
Cheers rang out in the Ares.
Although it seems not good to cheer for your competitors, they who were already waiting to die have seen hope of life again. Who will care about so much?
The outer door of the buffer cabin is closed and the inner door is opened.
Holding his drunken body, one and two Americans were busy putting their space suits on their bodies.
Ares.
A bomb blasted into the desert.
The high-heat fire ball exploded five kilometers underground, filling all the holes that were drilled out. At least five devil insects lurking in the holes were engulfed by the flames, and the remaining non-dead fled away from the heat source.
With the suppression effect of the incendiary bomb, two infantry fighting vehicles rushed to the door of the Ares cabin and recycled the seven astronauts waiting in the cabin in turn, and then quickly evacuated from this area before the underground devil worm came to his senses.
Sitting in the infighting chariot of the Star Ring Trade, Brace stood there and couldn't say a word.
Everything that happened ten minutes ago was like a dream.
Is this the so-called rescue difficult?Can't help?
Although he might have shown a joyful expression at this moment, he couldn't laugh.
He felt like he was deceived.
It’s like the despair and torment they have felt over the past week are all fake…
However, he couldn't complain.
The Star Ring Trade saved them, and those who sat in front of him were his saviors.
This is not a true fact!
……
Along the way, Breth had no communication with the Marines sitting opposite him.First, he didn't have this spirit, but the other party obviously didn't intend to talk too much nonsense with him.
As the infantry car approached the Mars colony, Breth looked at the behemoth through the sight sight on the side of the cabin.
The cuboid fortress is like a foot of God, stepping in the gravel of Mars.
Compared with it, the so-called Ares is as small as an ant, and it is not even as good as the brine desalination pump outside the colony...
In addition to shock, a bitterness appeared on Brace's face.
Perhaps from the beginning, the Fire Plan was the wrong choice.
Not to mention ten years, I am afraid that it will be difficult to catch up with the gap between it and Star Ring trade with another fifty years.
Let’s not talk about the investment of both parties in terms of capital, but the current technological gap is even more incomparable.
Even Star Ring Trade has begun to use aerospace technology to achieve profitability and has established such a huge bridgehead on Mars...
Maybe they are the hope of mankind?
Shaking his head and driving this thought that shouldn't have been out of his brain, Brace followed the Marines' soldiers into the colony hall.
A Chinese-faced man stood in front of them.
Judging from his superior temperament, he should be the leader here.
Looking at these embarrassed Americans, Hong Zewei's mouth moved slightly and said in a deep voice.
Who is your captain?
It's me.Brace stood up, hesitated for a moment, and sincerely thanked you for lending a helping hand.
You have to be welcome.Hong Zewei said lightly that Xinghuan Trade is a responsible enterprise that shoulders the future of mankind.Even for humanitarian reasons, we will not refuse to save you.I hope you don’t complain about us coming too late or something. After all, we need to formulate a combat plan and analyze the depth of the lurking devil bugs…
Breth heard it in confusion, but nodded blankly.
After the man who seemed to be the Governor of the Colonial finished speaking, Brees hesitated for a moment and asked his most concerned questions.
When will we...be back to Earth?
We may have to wait until the flight to and from Mars is opened next year. We cannot specifically send you a try to restart the Expedition engine.Hong Zewei shrugged, but you don’t have to worry, we have plenty of food and fresh water, and some things to relax.I will ask someone to arrange a room for you and register an ID card.Except for the power to update Twitter and no job, you are the same as everyone else in the colony.
Brace nodded, thank you...
He is already very satisfied to be alive.
As for having to stay here for a year, it may not be a bad thing.
You are welcome.Hong Zewei said softly, that's all the things to say.For the rest, I suggest you take a shower first, change your clean clothes... and then take a sobering medicine.If there is still a little time left, you can take a nap.But I remember that it was dinner three hours later, and there was an interview later.
Interview?Breth asked.
That's right.Hong Zewei shrugged, we have to let the outside world know that you have been rescued and did not kill a black man again.So, I hope you can cooperate, and I believe you should also want your family to know their current situation as soon as possible.
Brace nodded, not thinking too much.
Regardless of whether the other party saved them sincerely, they were snatched back from the God of Death.
Even if it is out of repaying kindness, he will fully cooperate with their interview.
But Brace would never guess that his sincere gratitude and tears in the interview will become a political bargaining chip in the hands of a candidate two hours later.
And this chip will be selected within the party in a few days and will become the last gram of weight that will overwhelm the balance...
It has been almost two weeks since the Ares was trapped.
Every day, devil worms emerge from the surface, wander around the cabin of the Ares, knock on the hull with the pair of sickle-like fangs, and then turn and disappear into the desert.
Although the pair of sickles could not break the titanium hull of the Ares, the psychological pressure on the astronauts was huge.
Especially when I recalled the bloody scene, the teammates I trained together in the past were gnawed in front of me only a space suit...
The atmosphere of despair filled this space of more than 30 square meters.
Five days ago, the communication module was broken, and the Ares had completely lost contact with the relay satellite, just like a traveler who was lost in the desert could only stare at the endless yellow sofa, passing the countdown life.
Fortunately, the supplies they carried were quite sufficient and there was no problem in maintaining them for a year.
The only trouble is that if they don't unfold the solar panels as soon as possible, they may have to face a shortage of electricity.
And this is also the most serious problem.
Without electricity, it means no water and no air.
Every day, several people are drunk and regard tomorrow as the end of the world.
How are the trade negotiations between the headquarters and Star Ring?
I don’t know... No one has appeared until now, so I’m afraid there has been no agreement.
Damn, have we been given up?
God bless Amen...
Sitting in the corner of the cockpit and listening to the desperate voices of his teammates, Breth grinned and stuffed the whiskey bottle into his mouth.
Helpless.
Perhaps only this word can describe his mood.
If he was still expecting that the Star Ring Trade would send people to rescue them from hell in the first week, but now a week has passed and they have not even seen the rescue convoy.
He almost deserves to give up on that unrealistic idea.
He walked to him and sat down. The drunk Jewish astronaut walked to him and sat down opposite him, burping and muttering.
How much electricity do we have?
I will probably stick to it until next Wednesday.
Hell... the man cursed and shook his head. Do you know what I am thinking now?
What do you think?Breth grinned.
I'm thinking.After burping, the Jew raised a index finger and said drunkenly, asking, if we die of suffocation, is it considered suicide or murder.
...Is there any difference?
In my faith, suicide cannot go to heaven.Looking at Breth, the Jews grinned open their mouths, raised their glasses and made a cheers, My dear captain, I only ask you for one thing.Put more sleeping pills in today's dinner...
Then I will fulfill your wishes, let me go to hell with my sinful men?Brace stood up with his hands on the floor, staggered and said cursingly, "Don't even think about it..."
What are you going to do?
Put solar panels.
You're crazy.The Jews grinned, and there were all that stuff outside.
I'm serious.
In the surprise and dull sight of his teammates, Breth threw the bottle into the trash can, holding his groggy head, and walking towards the stairs.
Can't wait any longer.
If he died at all sides, he would rather die with dignity.
Although the bloody scene made him tremble all over just thinking about it, he felt relieved when he thought that death was only a moment of pain.
Don't do this, you're dying!
The man leaning against the corner of the wall stretched out his hand and grabbed Brace's arm.
After shook off his teammate's hand, Brace entered the password on the hatch without saying a word, and then stepped into the buffer cabin.
Sandstorms have gradually begun to blow outside.
He didn't know if the dust storm would reduce the devil's perception, but now is undoubtedly the best time.
Just be careful not to be blown away...
After checking the airtightness of the spacesuit, Brace put his hand on the trunk-sized toolbox.
The buffer cabin opened, and the whistling yellow sand swept over. Breth took a deep breath and was about to jump to the desert where death might be buried, but suddenly he saw a dark shadow from the dim horizon.
He was stunned.
He reached out and wiped the dust from the helmet hard.
This time he saw it a little clearer.
At the same time, his pupils gradually expanded, magnifying a hint of hope.
……God.
It's reinforcements!
It is the fleet of Star Ring Trade!
He almost gave up!
At the same time, astronauts inside Ares also discovered the situation about one kilometer away.
What is that!
It is the fleet of Star Ring Trade!
It's rescue!Ha ha ha ha!They must have come to save us!We don't have to wait to die!
Cheers rang out in the Ares.
Although it seems not good to cheer for your competitors, they who were already waiting to die have seen hope of life again. Who will care about so much?
The outer door of the buffer cabin is closed and the inner door is opened.
Holding his drunken body, one and two Americans were busy putting their space suits on their bodies.
Ares.
A bomb blasted into the desert.
The high-heat fire ball exploded five kilometers underground, filling all the holes that were drilled out. At least five devil insects lurking in the holes were engulfed by the flames, and the remaining non-dead fled away from the heat source.
With the suppression effect of the incendiary bomb, two infantry fighting vehicles rushed to the door of the Ares cabin and recycled the seven astronauts waiting in the cabin in turn, and then quickly evacuated from this area before the underground devil worm came to his senses.
Sitting in the infighting chariot of the Star Ring Trade, Brace stood there and couldn't say a word.
Everything that happened ten minutes ago was like a dream.
Is this the so-called rescue difficult?Can't help?
Although he might have shown a joyful expression at this moment, he couldn't laugh.
He felt like he was deceived.
It’s like the despair and torment they have felt over the past week are all fake…
However, he couldn't complain.
The Star Ring Trade saved them, and those who sat in front of him were his saviors.
This is not a true fact!
……
Along the way, Breth had no communication with the Marines sitting opposite him.First, he didn't have this spirit, but the other party obviously didn't intend to talk too much nonsense with him.
As the infantry car approached the Mars colony, Breth looked at the behemoth through the sight sight on the side of the cabin.
The cuboid fortress is like a foot of God, stepping in the gravel of Mars.
Compared with it, the so-called Ares is as small as an ant, and it is not even as good as the brine desalination pump outside the colony...
In addition to shock, a bitterness appeared on Brace's face.
Perhaps from the beginning, the Fire Plan was the wrong choice.
Not to mention ten years, I am afraid that it will be difficult to catch up with the gap between it and Star Ring trade with another fifty years.
Let’s not talk about the investment of both parties in terms of capital, but the current technological gap is even more incomparable.
Even Star Ring Trade has begun to use aerospace technology to achieve profitability and has established such a huge bridgehead on Mars...
Maybe they are the hope of mankind?
Shaking his head and driving this thought that shouldn't have been out of his brain, Brace followed the Marines' soldiers into the colony hall.
A Chinese-faced man stood in front of them.
Judging from his superior temperament, he should be the leader here.
Looking at these embarrassed Americans, Hong Zewei's mouth moved slightly and said in a deep voice.
Who is your captain?
It's me.Brace stood up, hesitated for a moment, and sincerely thanked you for lending a helping hand.
You have to be welcome.Hong Zewei said lightly that Xinghuan Trade is a responsible enterprise that shoulders the future of mankind.Even for humanitarian reasons, we will not refuse to save you.I hope you don’t complain about us coming too late or something. After all, we need to formulate a combat plan and analyze the depth of the lurking devil bugs…
Breth heard it in confusion, but nodded blankly.
After the man who seemed to be the Governor of the Colonial finished speaking, Brees hesitated for a moment and asked his most concerned questions.
When will we...be back to Earth?
We may have to wait until the flight to and from Mars is opened next year. We cannot specifically send you a try to restart the Expedition engine.Hong Zewei shrugged, but you don’t have to worry, we have plenty of food and fresh water, and some things to relax.I will ask someone to arrange a room for you and register an ID card.Except for the power to update Twitter and no job, you are the same as everyone else in the colony.
Brace nodded, thank you...
He is already very satisfied to be alive.
As for having to stay here for a year, it may not be a bad thing.
You are welcome.Hong Zewei said softly, that's all the things to say.For the rest, I suggest you take a shower first, change your clean clothes... and then take a sobering medicine.If there is still a little time left, you can take a nap.But I remember that it was dinner three hours later, and there was an interview later.
Interview?Breth asked.
That's right.Hong Zewei shrugged, we have to let the outside world know that you have been rescued and did not kill a black man again.So, I hope you can cooperate, and I believe you should also want your family to know their current situation as soon as possible.
Brace nodded, not thinking too much.
Regardless of whether the other party saved them sincerely, they were snatched back from the God of Death.
Even if it is out of repaying kindness, he will fully cooperate with their interview.
But Brace would never guess that his sincere gratitude and tears in the interview will become a political bargaining chip in the hands of a candidate two hours later.
And this chip will be selected within the party in a few days and will become the last gram of weight that will overwhelm the balance...
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