Chapter 320

"Well, did either of you see my gloves?" Collins holds a bowl of pork with baked potatoes that has not been rehydrated, and emerges from Zhang Heng like a ghost.

"I don't know, but it seemed to float over my head a quarter of an hour ago." Zhang Hengdao.

"You just watched it fly away."

"It seems so."

"All right."

"You can go to the lunar module and have a look. It should have gone in that direction."

"Collins, did you take the wrong toothbrush?" Armstrong, meanwhile, looked serious.

"Yes? I put my name on it

"Yes, and you put it on my toothbrush." Armstrong said, "and remember to clean the fuel cell. Whose turn is it to clean up?"

Zhang Heng raised his hand, "it's my turn."

"I'll do it." Collins said, "you have a big day to do, don't you?" With that, he patted Zhang Heng on the shoulder, "we must come back safely."

"Don't worry about me. Neil will be back safely." Zhang Hengdao.

Collins frowned and didn't understand what Zhang Heng meant.

But then the voice from the ground control center came from the radio communication system, "Apollo 11, this is Houston. In a quarter of an hour, you will enter the orbit around the moon. The call is over."

"Roger, Houston. We'll be ready. Over." Armstrong said to Zhang Heng, "you haven't had breakfast yet. Eat more. We have a lot of work to do after landing on the moon. Time will be very tight then."

Zhang Heng nodded, but he knew in his heart that he would not stay on the moon for too long. Zhang Heng looked down at the starfish in his hand again. There was only one minute left from 5:55. According to the time flow of reality and copy, that is to say, he had only four hours left in this world.

That's why he told Collins that Neil would come back safely. As for himself, once he left, he would never step into the command and service module again.

Twenty minutes later, all three of them suspended their work and came to the side window. At this time, there was a clear view out of the side window, and they could see the surface of the moon. Now Apollo 11 is only more than 100 kilometers away from the lunar surface.

The moon itself doesn't glow, but it can reflect about 7% of the visible light.

Through the porthole, the three can see the ups and downs and gullies on the surface of the moon, just like the surface of a beehive. Zhang Heng knows that it is plagioclase, a kind of volcanic rock, which is cooled by magma. They form the lunar crust, while the lunar mantle is made up of stronger basalt, which has more iron than the mantle. As for the innermost lunar core, it is melted iron and contains more iron There is a small amount of sulfur and nickel.

"Well, this seems to be our destination." Collins said, "we're going to part soon. I hope you don't miss me too much."

"Thank you, Michael. You can eat all the chicken salad while I'm away." Zhang Heng returned.

"I won't take that as a joke." Collins pretended to think seriously for two seconds and said, "take care, you two. I'll wait for you here. Let's go back to earth together."

Armstrong was as quiet as ever, but he just nodded.

Zhang Heng used the last time to get ready to wait for a month. He gave up the daily necessities and only took the game props with him and put on his spacesuit. Then he and Armstrong entered the lunar module eagle, and Armstrong closed the door.

"Houston, this is the eagle. David and I have entered the lunar module. Our legs have been extended. We are in good condition. Over."

"Eagle, this is Houston. Please make sure your spacecraft is powered by ethylene glycol line 1."

"This is the eagle. We're on line one. Over." Zhang Hengdao.

At this time, Collins' voice came from the communicator. "This is Columbia, command and service module. All 12 pairs of bolts are sealed. Next, I will turn on the manual mode. It is expected that Eagle will separate in 20 minutes."

"Got it."

"Good luck."

In order to reduce the weight as much as possible, there are no seats in the lunar module. Zhang Heng and Armstrong stand in front of the control panel. As the lunar module pilot, Zhang Heng will undertake the main driving task next. He needs to fly the eagle to the designated place smoothly.

This will be a challenge for him, but the more at this time, the calmer Zhang Heng's heart will be.

Armstrong was worried that Zhang Heng's training time was too short, but seeing the latter's eyes, he knew that Zhang Heng was ready.

"OK, we're going to start." After the countdown, Collins pulled the lever to separate the command and service module from the lunar module.

"This is Houston. Please keep flying, eagle. Pay attention to your fuel. The maximum continuous ignition time is 910 seconds.""Copy, Houston." Zhang Heng carefully controlled the lunar module to land on the surface of the moon.

Before long, however, they got into trouble, and the warning light on the dashboard suddenly flashed.

"Computer overload, we lost radar." Zhang Heng looked at the indicator light.

"Roger, eagle, please choose your landing location."

"Copy, Houston." Armstrong replied.

But before they could take a breath, there was an alarm light on the dashboard.

"Program alert," Zhang Heng frowned, "error code 1202, what is this Houston?"

"1202, copy that. We're working on it, eagle."

Zhang Heng manually turned off the alarm, but less than half a minute later, a program alarm sounded, and the altimeter also stopped at 4000 feet, no longer working, which means that Zhang Heng can only land with his naked eyes.

The situation was not optimistic at first, but they had no other choice. When they landed at about 2500 feet, Zhang Heng and Armstrong realized that they had deviated from the target.

However, the real killer is the next failure of the fuel meter.

When Zhang Heng confirmed for the last time, the residual fuel of the propulsion system could be ignited for about 30 seconds, but a huge Valley appeared in front of the eagle, and the radar failed. Zhang Heng did not know how wide the valley was or how deep it was.

He needs to make a decision in the shortest time, whether to take the risk of accelerating the crash landing in front of the deep valley, or to find a way to fly over the deep valley in front of him.

And at this critical moment, Zhang Heng and those game props put together the airpods wireless Bluetooth headset suddenly started.

A familiar voice came from the communication channel, "friendly reminder, you still have 23 seconds of fuel to use."

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