I ask you to build tractors, but you build rockets?

"Xiao Fang, wake up."

"Brother Zhang, you haven't slept yet."

Fang Lin stood up from the bed and found that it was not Zhang Zhiguang who woke him up, but Li Wei.

"Director Li!"

Li Wei took a look at the pants Fang Lin was wearing and understood that the latter must be too excited to sleep, which was normal.

It is now 3 a.m. on July 1, and the three astronauts are being woken up one after another. Even in Qiongzhou in the middle of summer, it is still dark outside.

Li Wei put a coat on Fang Lin's body and stood on tiptoe to straighten the pleats on his shoulders.

"The green military coat was worn casually back then, but now it has almost become a custom."

Fang Lin: "Then let us all share in your joy and achieve success immediately."

Li Wei smiled and asked him to tidy up first, and then call the other two people.

The place where they stayed temporarily was the guest house of the Launch Administration. It was an ordinary single room with nothing special about it.

The three of them simply washed up and walked into another room, where a sumptuous breakfast table was set up, with three faces inside.

Academician She, Big Brother, Lin Ju, plus Li Wei, four people are here.

Without saying much, the three of them sat down naturally and began to choose the dishes on the table. The dishes were basically home-cooked dishes from their hometowns, as well as light local specialties from Qiongzhou.

Lin Ju holds a DV and plays the role of photographer.

In any case, it was the first moon landing, and the feeling of participating in it is difficult to describe, but what is certain is that my heartbeat was very fast, and I could clearly feel the strong sense of mission.

Breakfast ended quickly. The three of them were all experienced astronauts and tried to eat as little as possible before going up. There is still a lot of space food and the taste is not bad.

The group got on the electric minibus and headed to the launch center through the route close to the beach.

Fang Lin sat in front of the window and saw faint but dense lights on the beach in the distance.

There are countless tents there. According to the news announcement last night, the live broadcast of the launch will start at 5 a.m.. Experienced people started to compete for seats two days before the launch, and now there is no room for them.

From time to time, you can see moving bright lights in the sky. They are fire brigade and armed police helicopters patrolling, and police urgently transferred from other areas have gathered on the ground.

Looking to the other side, the assembly building that houses the Long March 10 Yaosan rocket is still closed. Various lights occupy almost the entire wall. From this angle, you can see the full moon still in the sky.

——It’s so beautiful.

Fang Lin thought, if the moon can still be seen during launch, then there must be a photographer who can capture the rocket rushing to the moon at a suitable angle, and that photo will definitely become popular.

When he fills in the diary, he must write this sentence: On July 1, 2017, 14 years after the first Chinese entered space, we headed towards the moon.

This would have been the mission of Dawn 4, but now it belongs to them. He will become the second Chinese to set foot on the moon.

A hand woke him up from his fantasy. Zhang Zhiguang smiled and patted his shoulder, then shook his wrist.

He looked at his vitals monitoring bracelet, and his heartbeat was slightly high.

This bracelet will be worn on the hand until the end of the mission and will always be connected to the Internet so that the ground can monitor their physical condition at any time.

Fang Lin took a long breath and began to empty his mind as he did during training, and soon entered a calm state of mind.

…

At Cape Calaveral, John watched as the four astronauts waved and then got into their electric cars and drove towards the tall SLS rocket not far away, driven by the staff.

It is now evening, and the 110-meter-high SLS rocket has been pushed to the launch station. The blue NACA logo on the white upper stage rocket is extremely conspicuous.

Claire gradually looked away from the astronaut and slowly closed her eyes.

"Boden, we have already been delayed once. I hope there won't be another delay, and I hope there won't be any surprises."

John recalled the thrilling experience more than ten hours ago. Claire first informed him that SLS could be launched at noon on the 30th, nearly one day ahead of Dawn 3, but requested an emergency cancellation a few minutes before the launch conference.

According to him, he "encountered a little difficulty": liquid hydrogen leakage was found at the rocket body and launch pad fuel supply.

In fact, Claire discovered an abnormality when the fuel was just filled to less than 10%, but he was not sure at the time. Out of intuition, he first had the fuel pulled out for inspection. It took four hours to determine the problem.

After a group of engineers brainstormed like crazy, they finally thought that the leak could be solved within 10 hours.

While repairing the leaks in the orange cans, Claire asked everyone to immediately check for more leaks at the same time, and then called in a cold sweat to cancel the press conference.

After the leak was repaired and no other faults were found, Claire wanted to conduct another full arrow inspection, but it was too late.

He took a gamble and asked to restart the fuel filling. Fortunately, no more malfunctions occurred after the filling was completed, so he immediately set a launch time, which happened to be earlier than Dawn-3.

Although it doesn’t mean much in advance, it is at least in advance.

After a total of more than 4,000 people worked hard for more than ten days and consumed all the coffee stocks in nearby beverage stores, Artemis 2 was at least no later.

The only thing that is a little bit unpleasant is that the president of XAP made a lot of remarks and said that Artemis 2 is suspected of having greater risks and competition. The subtext is to criticize NACA for wanting to win more than paying attention to safety.

After all, they are the creators of legendary private spaceflight. Both John and Claire felt some pressure. The former could only believe in the latter, and NACA quickly sent a reply.

But John was still a little worried and ran to take a look at the rocket and Claire in person, intending to watch the whole process of the rocket launch right here.

"Boss, trust NACA, trust us. There will be no problems with SLS. Each of the thousands of test items has been tested at least three times. The entire task is rigorous and complete."

John: “48 years ago, Nixon prepared two manuscripts, one to celebrate victory and one to express condolences.

I also have two speeches, and I don't want to read the second one, and I don't want to call their widows and praise them for how brave and fearless they were when they were alive. I just want them to come back alive, preferably with honor. "

"Yes, you'll see."

Claire's voice was very soft, as if she was speaking to John, but also to herself.

John: “Their rocket will be launched in six hours, I hope the audience will see it as a success.

Only 125 million viewers of Apollo 11 and Amy saw the live broadcast. Now this number has at least doubled, and there are countless people in other countries watching. Pio told me that the oil pipeline crashed half an hour ago.

Now look at how many people we have launching rockets? Three billion? five billion? "

"Two countries launching moon landing rockets on the same day must be the most spectacular sight of this century, right?"

Claire also saw the moon. He saw the lonely and cold crater and the starry sky in Florida.

It is this place of exile with a harsh environment, where hundreds of millions of people have used the power to send a few human footprints up there.

…

Qiongzhou.

Yamamoto Kazuki lowered his head and kept walking through the crowd, looking for a suitable shooting location.

"Private Marseille."

“Private Marseille, are you from the island country too? (Japanese)”

Yamamoto Kazuki was a little surprised and said curiously:

"What a coincidence. You still look like a student, right?"

"I'm studying in Chiba Prefecture. I'm in high school now. Many of our classmates came here together. How did you recognize me?"

Yamamoto looked at Serizawa Tama'o's hair style, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

He looked at the launch station in the distance. It was a good angle, so he started chatting with Tamao Serizawa.

"...Ha, our teacher is that one. Do you know who is a member of that organization? Twelve of our classmates came with him. We also went to Okada-senpai's lecture a few days ago. He said that we will be the national leaders in the future. Pillar, and said I looked like an astronaut!

Uncle Yamamoto, your outfit looks a bit old-fashioned. "

Yamamoto looked at his attire, which included gray and black short-sleeved shirts, black trousers, a shoulder bag around his waist, and "trendy" mid-length hair. He felt that he was quite energetic in this outfit.

Is it a problem with the glasses? He usually doesn't wear glasses, but considering that it might be dark, he still wore them, and he might look a little dazed.

But this damn high school student is too rude, and he looks like a bad guy at first glance.

"Serizawa, judging from your reaction just now, are there many people from the island nation here?"

"A lot, of course a lot."

Serizawa Tamao shook his hand in a circle:

“Just now when I went to the police to get free mineral water, I heard them saying that the number of islanders here has exceeded 30,000, forcing them to increase the number of Japanese signs.

In fact, this is completely unnecessary, we can also understand Chinese characters. "

Yamamoto nodded. In the current situation, it would be beneficial to learn more Chinese.

Tamao Serizawa continued to talk nonsense: "It will be great when our astronauts can also land on the moon. We can definitely use the money from cooperation with India to give them. For the sake of being in Asia, they can definitely buy a seat, and The aerospace technology of the island country is not weak, and cooperation will only make us stronger together!"

Yamamoto Kazuki: "Then did you know that Kishimoto Tsu is discussing joining the Artemis project?"

"Makanoro!" Serizawa Tamao immediately cursed: "That lackey, he is not a citizen of Tenjin at all. He must have been behind the scenes of the Edo Electric Power Company's sewage discharge. I remembered that when they were crossing the border, they Just say that if the sewage is really discharged into the sea, we will not be allowed to enter the country. This guy really deserves to be punished by heaven, punished by heaven!"

The high school student said a lot of ugly things angrily, but no one knew about it anyway, and the darkness also fueled his courage.

Although he hates self-righteous young people, Yamamoto is still quite satisfied with Serizawa Tamao's performance and said calmly:

"No, such a conspiracy will not be recognized by the people."

"It's best to do this, otherwise I'll let him know how powerful I am!"

Serizawa Tamao clenched his fists to show off his strength, and then noticed that Yamamoto's forearms were very thick, and he felt much more powerful than himself.

Taking a closer look at the body shape, although he is a middle-aged uncle, he is not fat.

"Uncle, were you a soldier before?"

"Many years ago."

Yamamoto Kazuki stopped answering him and began to set up a camera. This was a second-hand product he bought at a high price. It also had an advanced tracking device to ensure that he could capture the most perfect take-off scene.

The wind carries the salt vapor from the sea water to the beach. Although it is very cool, it cannot dissipate the enthusiasm in people's hearts.

I won’t open it up, I’ll finish it all 9,000 words at a time.