48 Hours a Day

Zhang Heng looked at Armstrong next to him with the light of the corner of his eyes and found that the latter was staring at the deep valley in front of him. It seemed that he had not noticed the sudden sound of the communication channel, while the other side was located in the ground control center of Houston, and there was no reaction to the intrusion.

Zhang Heng realizes that this sound is likely to be heard only by himself.

“You need to make a choice, you only have 19 seconds of fuel left.” The voice warned.

Zhang Heng looked at his eyes again. The surface there is very rugged and not suitable for landing. However, the deep valley across the street looks equally dangerous. Zhang Heng does not know what is behind the deep valley and whether it is still unstable or not.

If he didn't know the exact amount of fuel left, he would have preferred to gamble here. However, with the hint of that mysterious voice, Zhang Heng finally made up his mind to fly the lunar car to that deep valley.

“Very brave choice, you have 13 seconds of fuel, 640 feet above ground level. ”

The voice continued on the communication channel, while telling Zhang Heng all the parameter data he needed most, and allowing Zhang Heng to regain control of the current Eagle after losing the dashboard.

The moon deck was getting closer and closer to the valley, and if someone else were to change it, he would most likely question Zhang Heng's decision. However, Commander Armstrong remained silent, and he decided to trust the driver's judgment.

The program alarm sounds again, the red alarm light flashes, the rushing alarm sounds extra stinging, Armstrong simply shut off all the alarm systems to avoid Zhang Heng being disturbed again.

The altitude of the moon deck is decreasing, and they're now over that huge deep valley, looking down from here, and all they can see is a darkness, like a huge mouth, waiting to eat.

“… 7 seconds fuel remaining, 315 feet from ground level. ”

Because of the lack of fuel, Zhang Heng did not continuously ignite, but chose to glide for a distance and ignite it once. The gravity of the Moon is only one sixth of the Earth's gravity. Even without sufficient power, the Eagle will not immediately fall.

But now that they are getting closer and closer to the deep valley beneath their feet, it is good that while there is still five seconds of fuel, Zhang Heng finally sees the other side of the deep valley. From here, the ground is very flat and is a great place to land.

So the question now is whether they have enough fuel left to get there.

Zhang Hengmei measured that they were about 1.7 kilometers from there, and it would take a minute and a half to get there at the current speed, and they were already less than 50 feet from the ground altitude, basically flat with the rocky walls of the deep valley.

Zhang Heng had to consume another two seconds of precious fuel to increase the taxi height of the lunar compartment.

The rest of the fuel he needs to stay on the landing to adjust his posture and decelerate, so this is almost the last fuel he can use.

The moon deck glides silently over the deep valley, like a shadow.

“32 feet...”

Zhang Heng's hand holding the joystick was also a little cold, eventually climbing the lunar compartment almost rubbing the opposite rock wall and leaping into the deep valley.

Zhang Henggu was not pleased that the moon deck and the ground were less than 15 feet apart. The control of the moon deck drifted a short distance forward before entering the landing procedure immediately.

When he ran out of fuel for the last second, the Eagle's four weight-bearing legs also landed steadily on the surface of the moon.

“Houston, this is Shizumi Station. Eagle has landed safely.” Armstrong turned to the communicator channel and his voice had barely changed.

The Houston Ground Control Center sounded a cheer and everyone was waving wildly about everything they could catch.

They have good reason to be excited because this is the first time in human history that someone has successfully landed on the Moon!

NASA put too much effort into this day, the outside world's questioning and pressure, = simultaneous race, when this moment really comes everyone has a tearful sense of orbit.

Zhang Heng was relieved, even though he knew it was just a game, at this moment he still had a strong feeling in history.

“Congratulations, a perfect landing and a ten.” The voice channel in the communicator, "will soon enter my favorite segment, and Neil Armstrong, who is next to you, will say what I love most, even in the history of mankind, is still one of my favorite clips.

“It's incredible, isn't it? Until 500 years ago, the vast majority of people believed that the Earth was flat, and now you're standing here, on the moon 300,000 kilometers away, and there's no oxygen, but you can still breathe with the suit on your body, and science and technology have changed everyone's lifestyle and even cognition, and while some people still believe that the Earth is flat, they had a party in North Carolina not so long ago, but it doesn't matter, the brain is a good thing, and you can't expect everyone to have it... the point is, technology is really great, right? ”

“Who the hell are you?” Zhang Heng frowned, “It wasn't by chance that we met in Area 51, was it? Why did you get into our copy? Are you a player? What purpose did you find me for? ”

From the first sentence of that voice opening, Zhang Heng heard that the guy he had met before called himself Einstein, which explains why the Bluetooth ear opportunity he gave Zhang Heng suddenly opened.

Zhang Heng did not know Einstein's origins and identity, but from what happened when they first met, at least the other party did not mean anything to him, and Einstein also helped him a lot this time on the moon landing.

The latter only laughed, "Times are different. Four hundred years ago they could have burned Giordano Bruno with fire, avoiding him spreading the word of day, but now our time has come, and those old men are getting weaker every day, they are unwilling to be forgotten by the times, and they are delusional about using this game to recover the glory of the past, but we all know that this is just a lie they used to paralyze themselves.

“They've already lost, and they've lost, and now, as far as I know, some of them are less alive than even a dog, pathetically, they should have cut themselves off hundreds of years ago, and perhaps kept the last decent —— race for heaven, survival of the fittest, as Darwin had already said, victory always belongs to the latter, so my advice is, choose your camp carefully, you don't want to climb on the Titanic, which is leaking all over the place, and you may be covered in lice under a gorgeous robe, and I like you, and if you don't surprise me, we'll meet again, and finally, enjoy this victory, not everyone can stand on the moon with Armstrong. ”