After the meal, they went outside to take a group photo in front of the Pathfinder.
Although both of them were wearing NASA spacesuits, Rosen specially affixed the five-star red flag on his chest and in a conspicuous place.
As for his face, there is no cover. Giving the camera a big smile.
In this strange world where no one knows him, he is really not afraid to leave his own image.
Even at Mark’s suggestion, the two took some funny photos. As for whether they will arouse ridicule from people around the world, who cares!
On Earth.
NASA received photos of the two people.
Annie looked at the slightly blurry photo quality and said very dissatisfied: "What is he doing? What I want is a photo, not a photo showing affection!"
"You should thank us for taking some pictures of you, Annie." Vincent said.
"I can't use this, Vincent, you know." Anne said helplessly: "I need a photo of Mark's face, well, even if I have that Rosen, at least I can see it. Knowing their faces, I’m not asking too much, right?"
"Well, I can tell them to take off their hoods, but then they...you know, they just hang up," Vincent said. .
This made everyone who heard it burst into laughter.
"We will release photos and describe the rescue procedures in detail." Teddy said: "I would like to announce that we will send some supplies next year."
"China National Space Administration They have been contacting us and hope to talk to Rosen through us,” someone reminded.
"Ignore them." Teddy said: "No one can go up before we go up, especially China."
The 134th solar day.
There were strong winds at night.
After finishing his meal early, Rosen lay on the bed and listened to the novel and fell asleep peacefully.
On the other hand, Mark had to wear a spacesuit and go out with a flashlight to carefully inspect the living cabin. Especially the areas that needed reinforcement had to be reinforced quickly to avoid damage and he would be the unlucky one in the end.
After walking around for a while and making sure there was nothing wrong, he returned to the cabin.
I had just closed the door of the decompression chamber, and before I could take two steps forward, I heard a harsh alarm sound coming from the monitor on the wall, and then the flexible device used to connect the chamber and the decompression chamber The material cracked with a pop.
Mark was startled. He heard a loud boom before he could even utter a curse word, and then he was thrown out of the decompression chamber by an extremely powerful force.
......
At this moment, Rosen, who had just fallen asleep, suddenly heard an explosion and subconsciously turned over.
Before he even had time to open his eyes, there was already an M1911 in his right hand, and at the same time, several rays of light of different colors flashed under his feet.
What’s even more terrifying is aDarkness as thick as ink suddenly fell from the sky, covering all directions.
Except for Rosen, anyone in this darkness is almost the same as a blind person. Even if they open their eyes wide, they cannot see the scene half a meter in front of them.
At this time, Rosen opened his eyes, but he didn't even see the shadow of the enemy.
Then he thought of where he was, couldn't help but burst into laughter, secretly cursed himself for being too neurotic, and immediately removed the Demonic Shadow Cloak and other skills, leaving only the one who always accompanies him. Oak wise men around you.
Although it was a false alarm, he did not lie down to rest anymore, but put on his spacesuit and left his house.
Of course Rosen, who has watched the plot, will never forget the explosion tonight.
In fact, he has reminded Mark a lot in the past two days, especially asking him to pay attention to those flexible materials whose use time far exceeds the design time limit.
After all, although this kind of carbon fiber cloth coated with high molecular polymer has good air tightness, softness and toughness, it is made up of multiple layers of carbon fiber bonded together. It is possible that degumming, rupture, etc. may occur due to exceeding its fatigue limit, and the consequences will be disastrous.
Rosen didn’t know if Mark listened to his own advice.
However, judging from the explosion, it seemed that his luck was not very good, and he did not avoid this unlucky explosion.
When Rosen arrived, Mark had just used tape to patch up the damaged astronaut helmet visor.
"Rosen..." Seeing Rosen's arrival, Mark showed a wry smile.
Especially when he saw Tudou, who was completely wiped out by the sudden low temperature, the expression on his face was even more ugly than crying.
"Mark, now that the matter is over, don't be too depressed. Don't stay here tonight. Go to my place to rest for the night. We'll talk about anything tomorrow."
Rosen came over and patted him on the shoulder, and said: "Besides, it's just a batch of dead potatoes, so the problem is not that bad. I have plenty of food and drink, which is enough for you to insist on coming to NASA." I'll save you."
Mark lowered his head and stared blankly at the frozen potato seedlings on the ground, the sadness on his face seemed to be frozen.
Rosen stretched out his hand to pull him up and said, "Don't be so downcast, it's nothing. Let's go, I'll cook you something to eat. Once you're full, you'll feel better." ."
As he spoke, he went to the shelf next to him and got a brand new space suit and helmet for Mark, and then he couldn't help but pull him to his container villa.
The next day.
After a long night of suffering, Mark finally calmed down and reported his situation to NASA.
Then they began to pack up the living cabin.
Ron asked him if he needed help, but after being refused, he stopped insisting.
Maybe Mark needs someone to slowly sort out his thoughts, andRegrouping, being around him at this time might actually make him feel uncomfortable.
On Earth.
"The crops are all dead." Vincent said with a black face: "There is a complete loss of pressure, most of the water has sublimated, and the bacteria that survived before were all exposed to the sudden subzero temperature. Dead, that's what happens when exposed to the Martian atmosphere."
"How long does he have?" Anne Montrose asked worriedly.
"He can still eat the existing potatoes, but he can't grow them anymore, so..." Vincent paused and said, "He can probably last another 200 solar days."
p>"How long can we eat in space? 409 solar days?" Teddy also asked.
"Yes, plus potatoes, 609 days." Vincent nodded.
"So by the time we arrived on the 868th solar day according to the original plan and everything went smoothly, he was already dead?" Annie asked sharply.
"We can only launch as soon as possible." Teddy said firmly. "Let's change the flight time"
"Actually, we have another way." Vincent glanced at Teddy and said: "Maybe we can ask Mark to ask that Chinese Rosen for help. He said , Rosen is friendly and has plenty of food. With his help, maybe..."
"No." Teddy interrupted his suggestion rudely before he could finish, "We are beautiful. The aviation authority has the ability to solve this matter, and there is no need to bow to the Chinese for help."
As he said this, he looked at the flight commander of the Hermes, Mitch Henderson.
"We are accelerating, and the initial estimate is that the voyage will take 414 days." Miche replied.
"It is the 135th solar day." Teddy said: "We need 13 days to build the booster and conduct inspections, which means Bruce and his team have 47 days to build the aircraft."