"Uh, have either of you two seen my gloves?" Collins appeared from Zhang Heng's side like a ghost, holding a bowl of pork and baked potatoes that had not yet rehydrated.
"I don't know, but it seemed to have floated over my head a quarter of an hour ago." Zhang Heng said.
"You just watched it fly away."
"It seems so."
"All right."
"You can go to the lunar module and take a look. It should have drifted in that direction."
"Collins, did you pick up the wrong toothbrush?" Armstrong also poked his head over at this time, looking serious.
"Really? I clearly put my name on it."
"Yes, and you stuck it on my toothbrush." Armstrong paused, "Also, remember to clean the fuel cell. Whose turn is it to clean up?"
Zhang Heng raised his hand, "It's my turn."
"I'll do it." Collins said, "You still have big things to do today, don't you?" After saying that, he patted Zhang Heng on the shoulder again, "Be sure to come back safely."
"Don't worry about me, Neil will come back safely." Zhang Heng said.
Collins frowned, not understanding what Zhang Heng meant.
But at this time, the radio communication system also heard the voice of the ground control center, "Apollo 11, this is Houston, you will enter the lunar orbit in a quarter of an hour, the call is over."
"Roger, Houston, we'll be ready, done." Armstrong said, then turned to Zhang Heng and said, "You haven't had breakfast yet, eat more. We have a lot of work to do after landing on the moon. When the time comes, It’s going to be very stressful.”
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 in his hand. There was only one minute left before 5:55. According to the time flow rate conversion between reality and copy, that means he only has 4 hours left in this world.
This is why he told Collins before that Neil would come back safely. As for himself, once he leaves, he will never step into the command/service module again.
Twenty minutes later, the three of them suspended their work and came under the porthole. At this time, there happened to be a clearer view outside the porthole, and they could see the surface of the moon. The current Apollo 11 was only one meter away from the lunar surface. A distance of more than 100 kilometers.
The moon itself doesn't emit light, but it reflects about 7% of visible light.
Through the portholes, the three of them could see the undulations and ravines on the moon's surface, which were as pitted as the surface of a honeycomb. Zhang Heng knew that they were anorthosite, a type of volcanic rock formed by the cooling of magma. They formed the lunar crust, and The lunar mantle is made of stronger basalt and contains more iron than the earth's mantle. As for the innermost lunar core, it is made of molten iron and contains small amounts of sulfur and nickel.
"Well, this seems to be our destination." Collins said, "We will be parting soon. I hope you won't miss me too much."
"Thanks, Michael, you can eat all the chicken salad while I'm away." Zhang Heng replied.
"I won't take this sentence as a joke." Collins pretended to think seriously for two seconds before saying, "You two, take care of yourself, I will wait for you here, and we will return to Earth together."
Armstrong remained as silent as ever and just nodded when he heard this.
Zhang Heng spent the last time preparing for the moon. He gave up those daily necessities, only brought the game props with him, and put on his spacesuit. After that, he and Armstrong entered the lunar module "Eagle". Close the hatch.
"Houston, this is the Eagle. David and I have entered the lunar module. The load-bearing legs have been deployed. They are in good condition. Over."
"Eagle, this is Houston, please confirm that your spacecraft is using ethylene glycerin line 1 for energy supply."
"This is the Eagle, we're on line one, we're done." Zhang Heng said.
At this time, Collins' voice also came from the communicator, "This is the command/service module Columbia. All 12 pairs of latches have been sealed. Next, I will turn on the manual mode. The Eagle is expected to separate in twenty minutes."
"receive."
"Wish ya'll good luck."
In order to reduce the weight as much as possible, there were no seats in the lunar module. Zhang Heng and Armstrong stood in front of the control panel. As the lunar module pilot, Zhang Heng will assume the main driving task next. He needs to drive the Eagle smoothly. Landed at the designated location.
This will be a challenge for him, but at this time, Zhang Heng feels calmer.
Armstrong was originally a little worried that Zhang Heng's training time was too short, but when he saw the latter's eyes, he knew that Zhang Heng was ready.
"OK, we're going to start." After the countdown, Collins pulled the joystick to complete the separation of the command/service module and the lunar module.
"This is Houston, please keep flying, Eagle, and pay attention to your fuel. The maximum continuous ignition time is 910 seconds."
"Roger, Houston." Zhang Heng carefully controlled the lunar module to land on the lunar surface.
However, it wasn't long before they ran into trouble, and the warning light on the dashboard suddenly flashed.
"The computer is overloaded and we lost the radar." Zhang Heng glanced at the indicator light.
"Copy that, Eagle, please choose your landing location."
"Copy that, Houston," Armstrong replied.
But before the two of them could take a breath, another warning light came on on the dashboard.
"Program alarm," Zhang Heng frowned, "Error code 1202, what is this Houston?"
"1202, received, we are checking, Eagle."
Zhang Heng manually turned off the alarm, but less than half a minute later, another programmed alarm sounded, and the altimeter stopped at 4,000 feet and no longer worked, which meant that Zhang Heng could only land with his naked eyes.
The situation began to become less optimistic, but the two had no other choice at this time. When they landed at about 2,500 feet, Zhang Heng and Armstrong realized that they had deviated from the target location.
However, what was really fatal was the subsequent failure of the fuel meter.
When Zhang Heng confirmed for the last time, the remaining fuel in the propulsion system could still be used for ignition for about thirty 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, or how wide it was. No idea what its depth is.
He needed to make a decision in the shortest possible time, whether to take the risk of accelerating an emergency landing in front of the deep valley, or to find a way to fly over the deep valley in front of him.
And at this critical moment, the AirPods wireless Bluetooth headset that Zhang Heng placed with the game props suddenly started on its own.
A familiar voice came from the communication channel, "Friendly reminder, you still have 23 seconds of fuel left."
