I Have 48 Hours a Day

"Uh, did anyone of you see my gloves?" Collins emerged from Zhang Heng's side like a ghost, holding a bowl of unrehydrated pork with coriander potatoes.

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

"Did you just watch it fly away?"

"It seems so."

"Ok."

"You can look in the lunar module, it should be floating in that direction."

"Corinth, did you get the wrong toothbrush?" Armstrong also probed at this time, looking serious.

"Have you? I obviously put a name on it."

"Yes, and you put it on my toothbrush." ​​Armstrong paused. "Also, remember to clean the fuel cell, who's the turn to clean up?"

Zhang Heng raised his hand, "It's me."

"Let's do it," said Collins. "You still have big things to do today, don't you?" After that, he patted Zhang Heng's shoulder again.

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

Corinth frowned, and didn't understand what Zhang Heng meant.

But at this time the radio communication system also heard the voice of the ground control center, "Apollo 11, here is Houston, and you will enter the orbit of the moon in a quarter of an hour, and the call is over."

"Receive, Houston, we will be ready to finish." Armstrong said, then turned to Zhang Hengdao, "You have not had breakfast, eat more, we have a lot of work to do after landing on the moon, when the time comes It will be nervous. "

Zhang Heng nodded, but he knew very well that he would not stay on the moon for too long. Zhang Heng looked down at the starfish on his hand again, and there was only one minute left at 5:55. According to the time flow of reality and copy, that means he has only 4 hours left in the world.

That's why he told Collins that Neil would return safely. As for himself, once he leaves, he won't step into the command / service cabin.

Twenty minutes later, the three of them suspended their work and came under the porthole. At this time, there was a relatively clear field of vision outside the porthole, and the surface of the moon could be seen. Now the Apollo 11 is only one distance from the moon ground. A distance of more than a hundred kilometers.

The moon itself does not glow, but it can reflect about 7% of visible light.

Through the portholes, the three can see the undulations and gullies on the moon's surface, just like the surface of a honeycomb. Pottery is known as plagioclase, a type of volcanic rock cooled by magma. The lunar mantle is made of stronger basalt, which has more iron than the mantle. As for the inner lunar core, it is melted iron and contains a small amount of sulfur and nickel.

"Well, this seems to be our destination," said Collins. "We are going to be separated soon, I hope you will not miss me too much."

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

"I wouldn't take this as a joke." Collins pretended to think seriously for two seconds before saying, "Take care of both of you, I will wait for you here, and we will return to the earth together."

Armstrong remained as quiet as ever, only nodding when he heard the words.

Zhang Heng made his preparations for waiting a month ago, gave up those daily necessities, only brought the game props on his body, and put on a space suit. After that, he and Armstrong entered the lunar module "Eagle", Armstrong Close the hatch.

"Houston, here is the Eagle, David and I have entered the lunar module, the load-bearing legs have been deployed, and they are in good condition and finished."

"Eagle, this is Houston, please confirm that your spacecraft is using vinyl glycerin line 1."

"Here is the Eagle, we are on line 1, finished." Zhang Hengdao.

At this time, the voice of Corinth also came from the communicator. "Here is the command / service cabin Columbia. All 12 pairs of pins are sealed. Next I will turn on the manual mode. It is expected that the Hawk will be separated in 20 minutes."

"Roger that."

"Wish you guys good luck."

In order to reduce the weight as much as possible, there is no seat in the lunar module. Zhang Heng and Armstrong are standing in front of the control panel. As the driver of the lunar module, Zhang Heng will take on the main driving task in the next. He needs to drive the Eagle smoothly. Landing at the designated location.

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

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

"OK, we are about to start." After the countdown, Collins pulled the joystick to separate the command / service module from the lunar module.

"Here is Houston. Please keep flying, Eagle. Pay attention to your fuel. The continuous ignition time is up to 910 seconds."

"Received, Houston ~ www.readwn.com ~ Zhang Heng carefully controlled the landing of the lunar module to the surface of the moon.

Before long, however, they were in trouble, and the alarm light on the dashboard suddenly flashed.

"The computer is overloaded, we lost the radar." Zhang Heng glanced at the indicator.

"Received, Eagle. Please choose your landing location."

"Received, Houston," Armstrong replied.

But the two hadn't had time to take a sigh of relief, and the alarm light on the dashboard turned on again.

"Procedural alert," Zhang Heng frowned, "Error code 1202, what is this Houston?"

"1202, received, we are checking, Eagle."

Zhang Heng turned off the alarm manually. However, less than half a minute later, a program alarm sounded, and the altimeter stopped at 4,000 feet and stopped working, which meant that Zhang Heng could only land by naked eyes.

The situation began to change and was not optimistic, but the two had no other choice at this time. When they landed at about 2500 feet, Zhang Heng and Armstrong realized that they had deviated from the target location.

However, what really killed is the next failure of the fuel meter.

When Zhang Heng confirmed for the last time, the remaining fuel of the propulsion system could still ignite for about 30 seconds, and a huge deep valley appeared in front of the Eagle, and the radar failed. Zhang Heng did not know how wide the deep valley was. I don't know how deep it is.

He needs to make a decision in the shortest time, whether to risk an accelerated landing before the deep valley, or to find a way to fly past the deep valley.

At this critical juncture, the AirPods wireless Bluetooth headset that Zhang Heng put together with those game props suddenly started on his own.

A familiar voice came from the communication channel, "Friendly reminder, you still have 23 seconds of fuel available."