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The BFS ship crashed into the Mars atmosphere!

When the message came from Mars orbit, it was already five minutes later.

The first reaction of the Ark was to lie on the floor, the second reaction was to be emotion, and the NASA guys were really tough!

It's a coincidence that the BFS spacecraft has never had a problem. If it was an accident, I wouldn't believe it if I killed him!

Especially if a spacecraft like this is really going to self-destruct, it's simply going to come into contact with the atmosphere at a reduced orbital altitude, waiting for planetary gravity to pull the spacecraft back to the surface and crash actively.

When satellites generally reach their useful life, most of them are guided manually into an area far from land.

It's just that the Ark is still unexpected. The US is also deserving enough. I'd rather drop the BFS ship than let his astronauts look up...

By the way, you can't get pregnant at first glance, so excited?

Ground command center, standing next to the ark, the waiting light threw the inquiry's gaze towards the ark and asked.

“What do we do now? ”

The ark pondered for a while and said.

“Can you determine the coordinates of the BFS ship crash? ”

The weather shook its head, saying: "… the exact coordinates cannot be locked, and the current atmospheric conditions on Mars simply cannot observe the Earth directly. However, although not directly observable, we can roughly deduce the area in which it is likely to fall through the fall trajectory. ”

The ark immediately opened its doors.

“To mark the extrapolated area, I need to know the relative position of it and the new Virginia outpost. ”

“Yes.”

Standing quietly next to the console for a dozen minutes, a grid-shaped image of the three-dimensional configuration soon appeared on the large screen. The new Virginia outpost is marked as a blue dot based on the coordinates provided by the United States, and the BFS spacecraft may have fallen into a red circle of about 40 square kilometres, which is about 30 kilometres from New Virginia.

At the speed of a Mars car, it can be reached in about an hour.

Staring at the images on the screen for a while, the heart of the ark had an idea and looked at the waiting light and said.

“Let Xia Guang connect with the colonists of New Virginia. ”

Waiting: “And then what? ”

“Then we took them home,” laughed the boat, continuing, "but in exchange, we could charge them a tip as a ticket home. ”

……

“… I repeat, this is Colonel Xu Zhenghong of the Chinese People's Liberation Army Astronaut Battalion, friends on Mars, are you all right? ”

Sounds like heaven echoed back in his ear, and Johnson grabbed his earpiece on his head with all his strength, like grabbing the last straw that saved his life.

Switching to the answering channel, he said in a hurry.

“We're fine! No, no, no, we're in a bad situation... Did NASA send you here? No, I mean--”

Along with a noisy current sound, the other end of the channel interrupted Johnson's words and continued.

“… this is not the case, and we are not employed by anyone to assist you out of humanitarian principles. If you want to go home safely, follow our instructions. ”

A hint of an unusual smell was implicitly read from this sentence, Johnson frowned and said.

“What do you need us to do? ”

Xu Zhenghong: “Please turn on the data transfer system. ”

After hesitating, Johnson finally accepted Xu Zhenghong's request and opened the data transfer system.

This is risky, and if the other person implants the virus into the life-support unit's control system, it's enough to kill them by simply turning off the air exchange system.

At this moment, however, he has no choice.

As the Colonel Xu said, if they want to go home, they can only do what they say.

The data transfer system opens and a row of progress bars pops up quickly on the screen.

Johnson frowned slightly and asked.

“What is this?”

“With regard to the investigation and identification of the causes of the accident, we need to gather some necessary information. ”

What does the cause of the accident have to do with you Chinese?

But obviously, this is not the time to ditch this.

Looking at the progress bar on the screen like a snail climbing, Johnson took a deep breath and couldn't help but ask.

“Are we just waiting here for the book to finish? ”

“No, we need one more thing from you. ”

The invisibility felt a little bad and Johnson swallowed his mouth and asked.

“What is it? ”

“Approximately where the BFS ship crashed, we've updated your mission log about 30 kilometers from now New Virginia. Of course, I'm sure you have a more direct way of locating the BFS. Whatever method you use, we need you to follow our instructions to retrieve the black box of the BFS spacecraft and sample the materials in the designated area...”

Speaking of which, Xu Zhenghong paused for a moment, warning him with a serious voice.

“This is also your mandate. ”

Johnson swallowed his mouth.

He doesn't have the extra energy to think about the veracity of the sentence anymore.

“Now that there's a sandstorm outside, we can't possibly--”

“The density of the atmosphere on Mars is only one percent of the Earth, and sandstorms are nothing to be afraid of. If you carry what we want with you, we may be more careful when we recycle it back to the cabin. ”

“So, that's it. ”

“I look forward to your good news. ”

Communications are down.

Looking at the dialog box on the screen reading the strip, Johnson punched the wall hard.

“Shit! ”

He held his breath from the start and couldn't speak, Jones asked softly.

“Will NASA make these requests? ”

Watching Johnson swinging dark, Tevy said nervously, "... listen, man, whatever they want, we'll just give it to them. NASA's gonna give us up anyway, isn't it? Why else would they crash the BFS? Don't tell me what happened! Even if a meteor hit you right, it wouldn't just fall off! ”

Johnson was silent for a while and did not speak.

After a long time, he seemed to have made a choice and said slowly: "Go and prepare the Mars car. ”

“Okay.”

Tevy rarely listened to Johnson's call and didn't talk to him.

After all, he can go home, even if his brain still lacks a root muscle, he knows it's best not to have extra branches at this time.

Looking out the starboard window, Johnson suddenly sighed, like answering Jones' previous question, and said as if persuading himself.

“… whether NASA commissioned or not, now that BFS crashes, the only people who can get in touch with us are the Xia Guang… We can only trust them. ”

His wife is still waiting for him.

And two lovely kids.

Anyway, he has to go home!

If NASA intends to abandon them, then there seems to be nothing wrong with working with the Chinese people who reach out to them...