48 Hours a Day

Chapter 322: Apollo Plan Camp (over)

On the silent moon, the entrance platform slowly unfolded and the camera was turned on at this time.

Armstrong walked out the hatch door and slowly climbed down along the landing gear.

He first checked the four weight-bearing legs and confirmed that they were fine, so that by the time he returned to near-lunar orbit, the moon deck would be able to use the entire downgrade as a launch platform, and then, by turning on the upgraded engine, the upgrade could be returned to lunar orbit and docked with the command service deck parked there.

There was a voice from the ground control center on the comms channel, "The camera is working. We saw you, Neil, you look good. ”

“Thank you, Houston. ”

Armstrong looked up again at Zhang Heng in the lunar compartment and nodded at the latter, "Beautiful landing like a textbook.” After that, Armstrong continues to climb down to the bottom.

(Below is what Armstrong used to say on the moon)

“… I am now standing under the ladder, on the floor of the lunar compartment, pressing the floor down just a foot or two, and as you approach, you can see that there is a very fine texture on the ground, like powder, very fine. ”

Armstrong finished his speech and turned around, "… I'm going to step on the moon. ”

Millions of people in front of the TV held their breath at this moment until Armstrong's left foot moved from the chassis to the ground.

“... That 'sonesmallstepforaman, onegiantleapformankind.” Armstrong said.

However, because of the transmission problems of the sound equipment, the phrase became intermittent when it was transmitted to the television, coupled with Neil Armstrong's heavy Ohio accent, leaving many people with no idea what he was saying.

So the audience in front of the TV started to turn around and say, "Wait, what did Armstrong say in his first words on the moon? ”

“Well, it seems to be both a small step for mankind and a big step for mankind.” Another person is not sure either.

“Sounds philosophical, but is this a small step for mankind or a big step for you? ”

“ ………… ”

It was no coincidence that none of the people in front of the television, including NASA's staff at the Ground Control Center in Houston, had heard the middle alphabeta, and newspapers had begun to write in advance of the story.

It was not until Armstrong returned to Earth that he reinterpreted what he had said on the moon.

But these are the last words. Zhang Heng and Amstrang climbed down from the landing gear and stepped on the moon's land.

His curtains were introduced to a spectacular and wild scene.

This is the gray world, the undulating ring mountains, the uneven surface, nothing but rocks, no sound, no life, some just eternal silence.

But undeniably, its beauty is suffocating.

No wonder Armstrong later said, "I've been to the moon, and there's something else on Earth that appeals to me."

Without the protection of the atmosphere, the temperatures can reach 160 degrees during the day, while at night the temperature drops to 180 degrees below zero, coupled with the ubiquitous radiation and lack of oxygen, astronauts must always wear space suits for their activities on the Moon.

Zhang Heng couldn't see the watch inside, but he had just spoken to the ground control center and got time on the planet, less than half an hour until the end of the copy.

It also means that his journey is coming to an end.

“Neil, I'm gonna go around.” Zhang Heng is not far from Armstrong.

“Copy that, David, be careful. ”

“Nice to meet you, Neil.” This is Zhang Heng's last sentence, after which he leaves with the rabbit jumping towards the far ring mountain.

Out of about a hundred meters Zhang Heng manually shut down the radio communication system on his body, leaving only his breathing sound and the buzzing of the portable life-support system running in his ear.

The enormous black sky collapsed over his head. At this moment, he stood only on an empty lava plain, like standing in the palace of the ancient gods, and his heart was extraordinarily peaceful. Zhang Heng did not know where he should go. He just walked into the darkness in front of him without a doubt...

[Reaching the regression deadline, task completion confirmation...]

[Clear Copy Apollo Program Camp, Game 5 is over, returning to the real world...]

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Zhang Heng opened his eyes, the time of this replica was not very long, even if it was a parallel replica for less than a year, but the time flow rate was also very low. After a trip down to the replica, six hours had passed in the real world, and the bar downstairs was probably closed.

Luckily, there was no change in the lounge. At the beginning of the month, plus Zhang Heng should be the last to finish the game, he and the bartender lady were the only ones left in the lounge. The latter was hiding behind the bar, turning around the "Seven Dragonballs" of Bird Mountain Ming, and seeing Zhang Heng do it from the couch, probe over.

“It's been a long time. ”

'Cause it's far away. ”

“How far away can we go to the moon?” The bartender lady made a cold joke.

“Sort of.” Zhang Heng placed five game props on the bar table this time.

“Big harvest, boom, boom.” Miss Bartender dropped the "Seven Dragonballs" cartoon in her hand and put away the five things in the wooden box of the tule tree, "met other players? ”

Zhang Heng nodded, picked up the tablet beside him, skillfully entered his player number, then clicked on Confirm and paid the 20 point authentication fee.

“You didn't tell me you'd meet other players in a single row. ”

“I can't give you too much information, I've actually told you almost everything I can.” The bartender lady stalled, "on the bright side, didn't you get five more red envelopes? ”

“By the way, is there a storage service on this side of the game point?” Zhang Heng also did not get involved on this topic. Things are almost handled here. He can also go home for the New Year. Zhang Heng does not intend to bring too many game props back. After all, people will be confused during the New Year.

“Yes, if you keep it, a prop gets 3 games a day. ”

“Hmm?” Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows and suspected that he had misheard.

“The game point is the safest place to store the game props, even if the three guild people call together, it won't be possible to get a walk. It's still a good price for 3 points in this safe zone, right? ”

“But what if the three guilds caught the prop holder and forced him to pick it up?” Zhang Hengmin sensed the loopholes.

The bartender lady punched a haha, which obviously means we only care about the safety of the prop, and the death of the prop holder has nothing to do with us.

“Forget it, I'll take it myself.” Zhang Hengdao, write down Grandpa's address on the post, "please send it here. ”