Die on Mars

Chapter 113 The One Hundred and Eleventh Day (3) Widow and Loneliness

In the past, Tang Yue would never have had such a ridiculous idea. The old cat was the nominal assistant and de facto webmaster of Kunlun Station. It could also be said to be the diplomat of the Earth Civilization’s Embassy on Mars. It worked conscientiously in Kunlun Station. After working there for many years, I have rich experience, hard work, and a wide range of friends. I have formed deep friendships with the astronauts on previous landing missions.

When he was on Earth, the old cat would accompany the American, British, Russian, and Chinese team members to drink brandy, whiskey, vodka, Beijing Red Star Erguotou, and brag all over the world. Everyone said that the old cat was righteous - anyway, the old cat could not absorb it. Alcohol, drinking is like drinking water. With everyone, "one of the two brothers is the best". The young team members did not know the depth, so they were defeated one after another and were poured under the table.

The old cat eloped with the Martian stray dog? Where can they go? You are the wind and I am the sand, wandering around the world to compose a touching love song for cats and dogs? But the Martian stray dog ​​is just a tractor. Who would run away with a tractor? Although this last tractor is indeed a priceless treasure at the moment when the earth disappears, monopolizing stray dogs cannot bring any benefits - property has lost its meaning in this period, and if you want, you can claim the entire universe as your own.

Tang Yue never believed that the old cat would betray him. There was no point in leaving Kunlun Station with a Martian stray dog. Mars was just a dead planet, and there was wasteland wherever he went. Staying at the Kunlun Station was more lively, and the old man The cat is a chatterbox, and the Martian stray dog ​​cannot accompany it to complain.

But the current situation forced Tang Yue to think a little more. The old cat does not need oxygen or supplies, it only needs electricity, and it has taken away the solar panels, which means that it is fully capable of abandoning Kunlun Station. Surviving alone on Mars, if you want to say that the cat really went away for some unknown reason, it makes sense logically.

"If I had known this, I should have gone with it."

Tang Yue was wrapped in a blanket and stared blankly at the computer desktop. There was only one dim lamp lit in the hall, and the water vapor exhaled from his mouth and nose was billowing in the light.

The computer desktop was still full of folders, and each folder contained thousands of satellite images, but Tang Yue could no longer find them. He was exhausted.

At first, the old cat refused to let Tang Yue go with him because it was too complicated to modify the life support system on the stray dog ​​on Mars. Tang Yue had to eat, drink and breathe. If he and the old cat had to carry a lot of supplies, it would It seriously slowed down the traveling speed, so Lao Mao cut off all the burdens and traveled lightly.

Traveling lightly also means being alone.

"If I had known this, I should have gone with it."

Tang Yue murmured and picked up the pen on the table. Under the pen was a stack of draft paper. The white paper was densely packed with numbers and formulas. The writing was like a chicken's claw. It was obviously the work of the old cat. These were the drafts made by Old Cat when the Eagle spacecraft was launched. Tang Yue packed them up neatly. After all, wood pulp paper is also a precious non-renewable resource on Mars where birds do not poop, even though they now look like It doesn't do much, but I don't know if it will come in handy in the future.

Tang Yue opened the draft paper one by one. He couldn't understand the complicated calculations on the drawings. What Lao Mao told him at that time was completely false.

Tang Yue suddenly felt that this world was absurd. The huge earth evaporated overnight. He huddled in a shack 100 million kilometers away, wondering about the whereabouts of a cat. It was really magical realism.

"If I had known this, I should have gone with it."

"Tang Yue!"

"I should have known this..."

"Tang Yue! Stop reading again!" Maidong interrupted, "It's no use regretting now. Let's... let's hurry up and find Mr. Cat."

"So what if I find it?"

"When we find it, we'll find a way to save it!"

"Rescue it?" Tang Yue sneered and pointed to the Mingguang Armor on the wall, "Have you seen it? Without that thing, I would have been dead when I left the cabin, but it can only work for eight hours, and there is no Mars Rover eight hours. How far can I walk in an hour?”

Maidong fell silent. She had been immersed in the work of picture identification for the past few days and had been deliberately avoiding this question... Even if they found the old cat, Tang Yue would not be able to rescue the latter. Mingguang Kai's extravehicular activity time It only lasted eight hours at most. Wearing a bloated extravehicular suit, Tang Yue walked as slowly as an 80-year-old man. Even if it took four hours each time to go back and forth, Tang Yue would not be able to go more than eight kilometers.

Tang Yue couldn't solve the problem of oxygen and electricity during the long journey, and he couldn't even get food and fresh water. He could carry compressed biscuits on his back, but he couldn't open his mask to eat on the Martian wasteland.

The old cat and the Martian stray dog ​​lost contact with the solar panels. If it cannot come back in time, the temperature control system cannot be repaired. The indoor temperature at Kunlun Station will remain below zero forever, and tomatoes will not be grown. Tang Yue's physical condition will further deteriorate.

Life is so difficult, but it is only when you are at the end of your rope that fate shows you all its fangs.

The Matthew Effect says that the strong get stronger, the weak get weaker, and the unlucky ones also become unlucky.

"Unless we have the ability to tow the entire Kunlun Station away together, we won't be able to save the old cat."

"Is there any way?" Maidong asked, "Drag the Kunlun Station away?"

"Give me a high-power tractor and a big truck, and I can drag the Kunlun Station away." Tang Yue gestured, "Just like the nomads, they build the entire tent on a big truck and use the tractor to pull it away... And of course a crane.”

That answer makes no sense, and if they had had tractors, trucks, and cranes, the situation wouldn't have gotten to this point.

Tang Yue sat quietly on the chair. The dim light cast irregular shadows on the wall. The bright light armor hung on the side of the cabinet. He looked vaguely like a silent warrior. The air was filled with a buzzing sound. That was OGS. The sounds of cabinets and exhaust fans are running. It is rare to be so quiet in Kunlun Station. This small shack of 70 to 80 square meters is always crowded no matter how you live in it. There are piles of things everywhere and bumps and bumps every time you turn around. Now when I look at it, Kunlun Station Suddenly it became empty.

Speaking of which, there were only one person and one cat in Kunlun Station before, which was more than half the number of six people required. The reason why it was not deserted was probably because the old cat was too noisy. It played the role of five people by itself.

"I am a widower and lonely now." Tang Yue said quietly, standing up with a stooped body, "From now on, I may have to live alone."

"You...you still have me."

"Yeah, I still have you." Tang Yue sighed and didn't look back. He shivered and got into the crew cabin. Maidong looked at his back. Frost was on Tang Yue's hair. The latter seemed to be in a He aged ten years in an instant and had a head full of white hair.

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