Apocalyptic Forecast

At this moment, just above the moon, in the vast space, as the orbits overlap, the two space stations Mithra and the Statue of Liberty meet again in this deserted void after half a year.

Even the closest distance is more than 200 kilometers.

When the armors of each other opened and gradually moved closer, everyone's expressions were exhilarated as if a war was coming.

It is true that there is nothing wrong with war...

When the scene behind the opposite porthole was projected in front of Huai Shi, he was stupid.

Hundreds of burly men with paint smeared on their faces, their hair tied or shaved, and their tops naked, revealing countless murderous paintings and body hair.

Holding a mop stick or a spear and battle axe temporarily transformed from steel in his hand, he glared at him, and under the leadership of the foremost station master, he roared at the Romans on the opposite space station.

The electric signal from space conveyed the mighty voice without reservation.

The leader in the front even held a lively chicken in his hand, chopped it on the spot, smeared his face with blood, and demonstrated loudly to the Romans on the other side.

Immediately afterwards, a hundred-man phalanx of Roman infantry also began to demonstrate, with colors.

Shouting in unison to Rome and Caesar!

Then he raised his head loudly and sang a military song.

For a time, the voices from each other echoed in the communication between the two parties.

At a distance of 200 kilometers apart, the staff of the two scientific research observation space stations sent greetings to the long-lost voyagers.

All the time until just three minutes passed in an instant.

The two sides crossed the track.

At the last time, the webmasters of the two sides waved goodbye to meet each other in half a year.

Then the soldiers, who had reached two to five or eight hundred thousand, began to busy clean up the garbage in the cabin and the things that fell on the ground.

Huai Shi was dumbfounded all the way, and sucked the watermelon jelly that was already empty in his mouth.

"Let's just laugh, outsiders are rarely seen during the time of voyage in space, sometimes when you encounter something, everyone will be over-excited." Update the fastest strange novel https://

The stationmaster took off his helmet and explained to Huaishi triumphantly: "But that group of Americans lost again! How does that compare to our real thing? The champion of this year's Space Warriors Cup is our Mithra!"

"Absolutely, do you still have a game!"

"Yeah, this is still initiated by the Bast Space Station in Egypt. The annual competition program is awarded by the Ex-Space Council. It is an honor for every astronaut!"

Isn’t it a bit too much for you to play space role-playing and the whole trophy?

Huai Shi could only offer applause of admiration after listening.

Or you guys can play.

But I can’t play...

In this place where it is common for everyone to squeeze 20 people into the dormitory for a year and have to line up for bathing water to be recycled, if you can't play, facing the pile of instruments and data every day, you will drive yourself crazy.

Just having fun in suffering.

There is no happy water, no privacy space, or even pornography. Hundreds of people live in an iron box, with endless work and endless data. I am afraid that A Zhai, who is unwilling to go out, can't stand it.

Hell development is better than this job.

At least he can go out.

Going out here is a dead word once there is no oxygen.

The void of the universe is too huge, even if it is just a round trip between the Earth-Moon system, it is still long enough to be numb. In contrast, everyone is just ants curled up in a box.

Did not immerse in sentimental for too long.

Just as the space station was about to turn over the dark side of the moon, in the projections from the outside world, everyone saw that at the end of the moon plane, on the eternally pale ground, suddenly a slender beam of light rose, like It was a sharp iron needle that pierced from the inside out, pierced the shell of the moon, and pointed to the present.

"what is that?"

Huai Shi scratched his head and looked at: "Do you want to set off fireworks? It's a holiday on the moon?"

"That's a second-level emergency alert, sir." The stationmaster's expression became serious: "Maybe something happened to the prison, remind everyone to beware of escapers."

"prison Break?"

Huai Shi froze for a long time, unimaginable.

In this kind of place buried deep under the moon, once the oxygen is cut off, they will suffocate and die, how can anyone escape from prison? This is not a place where you can just grab a protective suit.

Abandoning the internal defenses, the harsh external conditions alone are enough to make all escapers desperate.

The uninhabited area of ​​thousands of kilometers is enough to trap all escaped people.

Hypothermia, death; suffocation, death; hunger, death...

And the closest supply station to it is two thousand one hundred kilometers away. The mathematicians ensured the monthly supply through precise calculations, accurate to every bite of starch and every screw.

Since the construction of the Lunar Prison, a total of four Tier 5 Ascendants have served their sentences there. There are countless other scholars, alchemists, and even creators and great masters among them.

No one can leave it.

In the above-mentioned special case, no one even waited until the day of his release.

"Mr. Huaishi, I'm afraid your journey will be affected."

After the stationmaster put down the communicator, he brought bad news: "Now all takeoffs on the moon require the approval of the management committee to be released. Our aircraft have tasks. I am afraid it will be difficult to send you down without permission.

We have confirmed from Kepler Gukou Base that all their vehicles must be launched within two hours, otherwise they will have to stay and cooperate with the investigation"

He paused and looked over sympathetically: "That is to say, if you wait for the committee to approve our descent and take off, you may not be able to catch up with the ship of the Ishigama Society." Qiqi novels are published on the whole network.

"then what do I do?"

The poet Huai was stupid and looked down at the phone.

The scheduled itinerary card is dead, and there are still two hours left. It should have been enough for Huaishi to pass the verification after he descended, and to leave calmly after meeting with the people of the Shikama Society.

It is simply a disaster!

Someone escaped from the Darkside Prison, and as soon as Little Wing instigated it, all takeoffs and landings on the entire moon surface were disrupted.

Now that the ships at Kepler base are allowed to lift off, I am afraid it is because Ishigama Society has enough face, and they are almost on the other side of the moon, and the escaped in a short time cannot cross such a long distance.

"Uh, this is the problem."

When the station master said this, his expression became embarrassed: "Although the aircraft cannot take off and land, we have an airborne cabin for drone sampling..."

He coughed dryly, and said apologetically: "If you don't dislike it, you can actually make do with it."

This suggestion is not very reliable.

If Huai Shi is not a well-known ascender, he would not even mention it.

This is no different from stuffing people into torpedoes and launching them. They are things that can't come back after throwing them out.

The airborne tank loaded with drones was originally a one-time consumable, used to detect large meteorites, and tools for rock sampling and analysis.

It is still equipped with landing gear and buffer equipment prepared to ensure the integrity of the drone, but there will be no fuel to let it fly back from the moon's gravity.

Otherwise, it will not be able to bypass the current takeoff control of the moon.

In addition, the only vehicle capable of transporting people at the Minerva space station is the space shuttle used to regularly transport and receive supplies.

The ghost knows how long the flight control on the surface of the moon will be maintained.

Space navigation is not just going out. If the thing is lowered and no take-off permission is obtained, the operation of the Minerva space station will be affected. If it is a bit more violent, it may even run out of food.

Therefore, when the multiple-choice question of sorry for the crew or sorry for Huai Shi is placed in front of the station master, it will have no choice but to face the little brother who has a ride.

And Huai Shi, after carefully understanding the situation, also felt that...this is also a way.

"You airborne warehouse..." Huai Shi pinched her chin and asked tentatively, "Is it safe?"

"The airborne cabin and the escape capsule of the Minerva space station are the same configuration, even more spacious and safer than that. After all, even a consumable drone is much more expensive than a human body."

"Sounds like it works."

Huai Shi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't blow up halfway."

Isn't it just a black car?

It's not that I haven't sat...

Hell's old driver Raymond's truck doesn't wear a seat belt, so he can send himself down.

It's better than standing here and waiting for the car to miss.

After getting Huai Shi's consent, the stationmaster immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and felt more guilty in his heart.

For fifteen minutes, the outer layer worked overtime. On the launch platform of the airborne warehouse, Huaishi saw the prepared vehicle and all the tools he had prepared.

Including three layers of protective shock measures, enough to support compressed food for more than two days, save a little water that can be used for a week, and can be used as an oxygen consumable when necessary.

A small air cushion buffer device nested inside the airborne cabin.

A specially modified pistol that can be used in a vacuum, an alchemy bullet with a magazine.

Emergency radio station.

A source of human supplies, a medical kit, and even a repair kit filled with a complete set of maintenance tools, and even a complete set of the most eye-catching and most conspicuous red space suit, to facilitate the search and rescue team to find after an accident.

There are also liquid layer cushioning garments with the highest safety specifications that are worn inside.

Even dogs have a set!

"Uh, there is no need for so many..." Huai Shi was stunned as she saw that she was wrapped into a ball, "I can't bring so many things."

"If you can't bring it, just leave it where you are."

"Isn't there no littering on the moon?"

"It doesn't matter, we will pay for the cost of subsequent recycling and clean-up work." The webmaster said simply and neatly: "These are all necessary reserves."

Seeing their serious and careful look~www.ltnovel.com~ Huai Shi even began to wonder if these people are more nervous than themselves?

The station master seemed to see his doubts and asked, "Mr. Huai Shi, maybe this is your first time in outer space operations?

As researchers, we have nothing to point to the sublimator, but if it is survival experience, there is still a little room to speak. "

He solemnly said: "I give you a piece of advice: here, everything must be prepared for the worst, ten times the preparation. Waste is never a problem, the problem is that there are no opportunities to waste."

"This is a desperate situation that can't survive once you get out of the tool." He told the man in front of him, "In any case, you must be able to ensure that you can survive the rescue team after an accident."

In this way, the straps on Huai Shi's body were tightened, and the pistol was hung on the outer backpack.

A place that is easily accessible at any time.

After the third inspection of the airborne warehouse, the stationmaster took a step back and waved goodbye to Huai Shi.

"I sincerely hope that we will see you again when you return."

He said: "Goodbye, Lord Huaishi."

Count with countdown.

The parachute tank shook suddenly and slid outwards along the orbit. Eventually, it left the space station and, under the acceleration of the ejection, fell toward the eternal pale alien land below.

There is no friction from the atmosphere, no resistance from the air, no violent tremor, no abnormality.

Only the distant gravity gradually increased, telling Huai Shi: He was falling.

It was at that moment that his eyes went dark and he felt a chill.

A premonition of death burst out.

Because in the dark universe in the distance, there was a cold glow.

Like a star strikes!

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