"Old Cat —!
Old Cat —! "
Tang Yue howled in the comms channel again.
"What now?" Old Cat stood on the gangway of the Eagle and frowned.
"F * ck, this box is too big and too heavy. I can't move it alone!" Tang Yue huffed and puffed as he exerted all his strength.
He had worn Bright Light Armour in Kunlun Station, yet he still had to move boxes. This was an impossible task. He couldn't even bend down while wearing such a bulky EVA suit like Bright Light Armour.
Old Cat's face darkened. "Think of a way yourself!"
"Old Cat, you're not f * cking human!" Tang Yue cursed angrily.
"I'm not human to begin with." Old Cat shrugged and continued to inspect the lander's rocket. "I'm just a cat."
Tang Yue was helpless. To be honest, Old Cat might not have the time to help him. The Eagle was about to be launched, and Tang Yue and Old Cat were extremely busy.
Tang Yue needed to move supplies, and Old Cat needed to inspect the spaceship. Their own work was piled up like a mountain, and they couldn't spare any time to help each other.
Due to the lack of manpower, they had to race against time.
Tang Yue's third attempt to bend down to move the box failed. He had no choice but to take off his Bright Light Armour to do it again.
"Old Cat —!"
"What's wrong with you again?"
"I can't move anything when I'm wearing Bright Light Armour!" Tang Yue panted. "Come and help me take this thing off."
"Take it off yourself!"
The Bright Light Armour EVA suit was designed so that one person couldn't take it off alone. This was because the spacesuit's opening and life support system were on the back. A second person had to be present when taking it off.
But just in case, Kunlun Station had also designed a self-service EVA suit taking off system … This thing was installed on the wall and looked like a metal claw. When it was time to take off the EVA suit, Tang Yue just had to lean on it and let the claw jam the life support system on his back. Then, he could remove the tortoise shell.
"Bright Light Armour disconnecting program, level one preparation, tortoise shell locked!" Tang Yue said with a serious expression.
With a click, the indicator light lit up. This meant that the life support system had been jammed and locked.
"Bright Light disconnecting program, level two preparation, tortoise shell unlocked!"
Tang Yue pressed a button on his wrist, severing the connection between the life support system and the Radiant Armor. Then, he undid the straps and was free of the massive crate.
"Begin disconnecting!"
Tang Yue lay flat on the floor and began to squirm slowly. His buttocks slowly arched up.
This wasn't Tang Yue kissing the ground when there was no one around. This was his habitual disconnecting posture … Because the Bright Light Armour's entrance was on his back, Tang Yue had repeatedly tried various disconnecting postures. In the end, he felt that it was most convenient to use his buttocks first.
Old Cat said that this posture was like a tortoise escaping its shell.
Tang Yue definitely wouldn't have dared to do this when the other members of the scientific research team were present.
The other four old gays sneered. You're lying flat on the floor and arching your buttocks?
Have you thought about the consequences?
Tang Yue crawled out of the Bright Light Armour. Suddenly, his body was as light as a swallow. He jumped up and turned around to carry the box. He opened the hatch of the airlock and carried the box to the end of the airlock. Then, he returned to the hall to put on the Bright Light Armour.
He couldn't directly open the outer hatch of the airlock. Otherwise, the loss of pressure would instantly kill him.
Tang Yue had to put on the Bright Light Armour back and forth every time. It was very troublesome.
However, this couldn't be helped. Once he left Kunlun Station, he had to put on an EVA suit. This couldn't be sloppy. Otherwise, Tang Yue would die before the supplies were delivered.
A few minutes later, Tang Yue came back wearing the Bright Light Armour. He opened the outer hatch of the airlock and pushed the box out of Kunlun Station with difficulty.
Old Cat was inspecting the second-stage rocket on the Eagle's ascent stage.
The ascent stage had a total of two stages. The first stage rocket had two Raptor 3C liquid oxygen methane engines. The purpose of this stage was to propel the Eagle away from the Martian surface and into low-Earth orbit. After two hundred seconds of operation, it would exhaust its propellant and separate from the payload at the top.
The second-stage rocket, which was also the upper stage rocket, was a Russian-made RD-0172 engine. Its purpose was to provide safety and maneuver for orbital changes.
In order to reduce the weight as much as possible, the lander didn't have an escape tower. Therefore, the only thing that could provide safety for the command module was this first-stage engine. Once the Eagle encountered a problem during liftoff, the upper stage rocket would immediately take the command module and leave.
If the Eagle successfully lifted off, the upper stage rocket's purpose would be to maneuver for orbital changes and assist the command module in docking with the Joint Space Station.
There couldn't be any problems with either stage of the two-stage rocket.
If there was a problem with the first-stage rocket, the Eagle would crash to the ground.
If there was a problem with the upper stage rocket, the Eagle wouldn't be able to successfully dock with the Joint Space Station. It would become space trash floating in Mars' near-Earth orbit.
Old Cat had to be very careful.
Fortunately, the liquid rocket engine itself wasn't a particularly complicated structure. In essence, the basic structure of a liquid rocket was a pump, a combustion chamber, and a nozzle. The pump would send the propellant into the combustion chamber, and the propellant would ignite and burn in the combustion chamber. Finally, it would be ejected through the nozzle. It was simple and crude, and it was a one-off thing. Therefore, Old Cat could still handle it.
However, if what was placed in front of it was an aero-engine used on a plane, such as the F119 turbofan engine, with the number of compressor stages and turbine stages, Tomcat would be at a loss.
After all, it wasn't an engine designer.
"Tang Yue!" Old Cat shouted.
"What's up?" Tang Yue was pushing a small cart toward the lander when he looked up.
"I'm missing a No. 7 pentagonal wrench."
Old Cat stood on the gangway and looked down at Tang Yue not far away. "Help me get it!"
Tang Yue was stunned. He thought to himself, "Old Cat, there's a day when you need my help?
You're finally in my hands. "
Tang Yue sneered in his heart.
"Get it yourself!" He cleared his throat and said sternly, "Can't you see that I'm busy?
How would I have the time to help you get the wrench? "
"You're not going to get it?"
"No!" Tang Yue thought to himself, "Do you think I can't handle you?"
"Are you sure you're not going to get it?"
"I'm sure!"
Tang Yue said fiercely, "If I help you get the wrench, I'll pronounce my name backwards from now on!"
"Okay."
Old Cat nodded and patted his paws. "If you don't want it, so be it. I don't have any objections. But without the wrench, I won't be able to complete my work. I'll continue whenever you get the wrench for me."
Tang Yue was taken aback.
"I won't be responsible if the launch timing is delayed."
Old Cat continued, "Now, the life of the young lady above is in your hands. Do as you deem fit."
"You!"
"What about me?"
"You're awesome."
Tang Yue pushed the cart forward and obediently turned back to get the wrench.
"The wrench is in the second cabinet under the table!
Note that it's No. 7! "Old Cat shouted behind him." Yue Tang! "