spaceflight manual

Chapter 146 Departure
Three days later, a great event happened on Whitebeth.

When Wang Pingan found out about this, he suspected that he had heard it wrong: "Say it again. Who is on strike?"

Parabas: "The death row prisoners are the ones sent over on the ship for experiments."

Wang Pingan: "What? Why? I hate the bad food?"

As soon as the words came out, the cook in the officer's canteen raised his head: "Don't complain, our food is all according to the standard, at most it's fried when the color of sugar is light."

Wang Pingan looked at the cook: "Is the sugar color still shallow?"

Cook: "Of course, the machine here needs to be repaired. The color of the fried sugar is always wrong. I can't fry the whole pot for you by hand. It's weightless. There was one-tenth of the gravity a few days ago, and I can barely handle it." Manually make a few for you."

Wang Pingan: "That's it...why are we discussing sugar color? What were we talking about just now?"

"It's saying that the death row prisoner quits."

"Yes, why don't they do it? Isn't it just crazy, anyway, they will die in the end, why don't they make some contributions."

Pabarras: "They just quit."

"Then what are the marines doing? They arrested people and sent them directly to the laboratory. They have been deprived of their political rights, so they are not considered human beings." Wang Pingan said that watching the excitement is not a big deal.

Only then did Angeli raise her head and interjected: "Deprivation of political rights is not a deprivation of human rights. In order to take care of the human rights of death row prisoners, all Western countries that have the death penalty use injection."

Wang Pingan: "Why didn't the West pay more attention to the poor at that time? Criminals count as poor people, right? Isn't this forcing them to become criminals?"

Angeli looked at Wang Ping'an: "So the West World has failed."

Pabaras: "In short, the experiment is completely stopped now. Even if the Marine Corps finally opened fire to suppress it, these condemned prisoners will not be able to use it..."

Before the voice finished speaking, there was a "ding dong" sound from the radio, which was the signal to start the broadcast in the ship, followed by the announcer's voice: "Attention all, the J3 channel is undergoing an air tightness test, and no passage is allowed. All personnel Notice……"

Pabaras: "J3, it seems that the oxygen of the condemned prisoner was choked."

Wang Pingan: "It shouldn't happen. It may be because of the release of hypnotic gas. After killing them all at once, I will write a long report. The gas report should be shorter."

Angeli smiled and said, "You thought the commanders would choose the shortest and most convenient way to report, just like you? But I don't think it's necessary to use gas."

Parabas: "After doing this, no matter what, it is impossible to use them to conduct experiments. If this kind of experiment is resisted in the heart, it cannot be done?"

Wang Pingan shrugged: "I don't know. I don't know anything about psychology. Ask the French."

"I don't know the principle of this brain-computer interface either. I studied the most basic psychology. The brain-computer interface belongs to the most advanced front-end application. I don't understand it." Angeli also imitated Wang Pingan's action, shrugged.

Parabas raised his eyebrows, pretending he didn't hear what the two of them said, and continued following his train of thought just now: "These prisoners can't be used anymore, so if we want to experiment again, we can only choose volunteers from the pilots?"

Wang Pingan: "It's no joke. It's impossible to let pilots test it after driving so many death-row inmates crazy."

Pabaras: "And what if I also claim to be a Neohuman? Like you did before?"

Wang Pingan frowned: "This... I have evidence that I am a new human being. I think they can believe that you also made such an outrageous record."

Parabas: "What if you don't believe me? Just don't study it? They always ask people to do experiments, right? You can't always catch you alone."

Wang Pingan was about to answer when he suddenly stopped and looked up at the ceiling.

The others reacted a beat slower, but they all raised their heads after a second.

Pabaras: "The ship is adjusting its attitude, but the alarm didn't sound, so it's not because it encountered an enemy and made an emergency adjustment, but it's just about to set sail."

Angeli interjected, "Going to sail now? Don't you notify me?"

Clement, who had been eating sullenly next to him, spoke at this moment: "You guys spend less time in the actual combat troops, and we're all used to it. It's normal to change course suddenly without notifying you."

As soon as the voice fell, I don't know which side of the wall made a "creaking" sound.

Wang Pingan: "Is this normal?"

"It's normal. When a large warship adjusts its attitude, it will make this sound from time to time. Just get used to it. The Parabas is the second type of space carrier started after the victory. It is a bit old now. It's like those old warships. From time to time, you can hear the sound of glass balls bouncing upstairs."

As soon as the voice fell, the strange feeling brought about by the posture adjustment disappeared.

Wang Pingan silently grabbed the juice bag floating beside him.

The next moment "gravity" came into play and everything that was floating fell to the floor.

Angeli's chest was also slapped on the table.

Wang Pingan: "How much G do you feel?"

Angeli replied casually: "Maybe 0.4? This is going to take the torch route... Wait a minute why are you asking me?"

Wang Pingan: "Your feelings may be deeper."

"you……"

"I mean, aren't women more sensitive to this? The article in the latest issue of Half the Sky brought over by the prisoner ship!"

Angeli: "...Are you still watching "Half the Sky"?"

"Why can't I read it? We gay men are half the sky, and the magazine didn't say which half it is."

Angeli: "Aren't you talking about my breasts?"

"Hey, you are called excess self-awareness, who cares about your little fat all day long."

At this time, the broadcast sounded again: "I am Peng Chuke. You may already know that there was a small problem just now. The fleet has no way to continue to carry out scientific research tasks in the original orbit. So after asking the superiors, the fleet is now sailing to the earth.

"According to the transfer orbit plan, we will reach the high earth orbit in 4.23 weeks."

Everyone in the officer's canteen immediately whispered: "Go directly to the earth's orbit?"

"I thought it was going to Sun-Earth L2."

Parabas also poked Wang Pingan on the shoulder: "What do you think?"

"How do I see it? There were rumors a few days ago that they were going directly to Earth. Sun-Earth L2 is an industrial and military department, and there are very few scientific researchers. Isn't it normal to go directly to Earth?"

Parabas: "When you arrive on Earth, you will be..."

Wang Ping'an: "Hey, it's hard to say what will happen to me when I arrive on Earth. If you ask Peng Chuke, they don't know. Maybe they will support me like a panda."

Angeli snorted, and said, "It's also possible to slice it directly for research."

Wang Ping'an: "Cut it finely to make saozi, right?"

Parabas opened his mouth to say something again, but Wang Pingan stuffed it back: "Don't worry about these things, you might as well think about how to pass the four weeks of boring time. You don't need to be on duty during the torch voyage..."

At this time, Lieutenant Colonel Nicholas appeared: "I don't need to be on duty, but I have to do simulation training."

Wang Pingan: "There is no complete set of simulators on board."

"It's true, but we can use software to simulate, and the necessary training is absolutely indispensable!"

Wang Pingan: "Does that include me too? When I arrive on Earth, I may be transferred to the research department to be studied by others."

Nicholas looked at him and smiled slightly: "That will allow you to spend a substantial training time with everyone."

(End of this chapter)