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

"Commander of Progress: Deng Lei, your 141st full-state simulated landing score is: 92 points, congratulations."

July 17 is three days away from the launch of the Progress manned spacecraft.

Deng Lei completed his last training in the simulation cabin, and now he only needs to adjust his mentality and wait for the space shuttle to launch.

After exiting the simulator, I found Li Wei holding a bottle of Wuliangye and looking at him with a smile.

"Congratulations to Commander Deng. You only have a few days left before Feitian. This was given to me when I came down. Call Professor Zhou and Xiao Zhao, I and Hai Sheng, five others, and drink it together. Now, I’ll put it into practice for you.”

"You can't do it, you're too polite, Captain Li."

Deng Lei was flattered, but Li Wei said that he was going to the capital next and was too busy to watch the launch, so he had no choice but to agree.

The five people gathered around the table to have a drink. Li Wei and Hai Sheng took the lead in chatting for a while, and then talked about the details and ideas of their heavenly affairs, which made the trio feel very emotional.

After drinking for more than two hours, the bottle of wine has not yet bottomed out, but everyone is in high spirits. Finally, Li Wei picked up the wine glass:

"One commander and two payload experts. This is a major milestone in our country's space history. Let's toast to the future astronauts!"

"cheers!"

…

At 4 o'clock in the morning on July 21, Deng Lei, Zhou Rui and Zhao Xiaowen got up and started having breakfast.

The breakfast was very generous, but very digestible, and there was a bottle of low alcohol wine.

Although Qiongzhou is located in the southernmost region and has a warm climate, the three of them still put on the same coats as the security guard and sipped their breakfast.

Eat a small bite of each dish, not to be full, but to remember the taste.

After all, it is aerospace, and every rocket launch is full of dangers, so you must be prepared for the worst.

Lin Ju and four system engineers sat at the same table with them, but did not move their chopsticks and only picked up the wine glass with only a little liquid in it at the end.

Before clinking glasses, the three of them each took out their suicide notes, and Lin Ju solemnly put them into the inner pocket of his coat.

“Everyone, I hope the first thing you do when you come back is to ask me to get them back.

Bon voyage, the new era of Xinyuan Aerospace is ushered in by you. "

Androv: "Guo and I are responsible for the design of H1. I assure you that one day in the future we will also take her to space, and this day will not be too long."

Guo Shen: "I hope that in the future, every launch mission will be as normal as taking a civil airliner."

The three of them just nodded silently, drank a small amount of red wine, wiped their mouths and walked to the dressing room.

At 5:10 in the morning, reporters gathered on both sides of the gate of Xinyuan Aerospace Qiongzhou Branch captured three astronauts who were about to fly into space through private spaceflight.

The crew members of three age groups wore full spacesuits in the cabin, opened their masks and walked out carrying small air conditioners.

Although the spacesuits they wear are much lighter than those used by the space agency, it is still easy to accumulate temperature in Qiongzhou. The small box in their hands is the same portable small air conditioner as the space agency, which is connected to the spacesuit to maintain body temperature and comfort. No sweating.

Xinyuan Aerospace did not set up an expedition ceremony like that of a space agency. Instead, the three people took a group photo under the huge LOGO of Xinyuan Aerospace, and then boarded the pick-up MPV and drove to the launch site.

At the launch command center, the three people greeted the staff in the control room one by one, and then boarded the launch tower and entered the Progress crew cabin through the corridor.

In order to ensure that the crew's heart rate is stable, the part of saying goodbye to their families was completed yesterday, and today they only need to carry out their own launch mission.

The side hatch of the Progress slid open, and Deng Lei took the lead. Just like in countless past exercises, he easily climbed in with the help of auxiliary devices, and then fixed himself in the main driving seat with the help of the staff.

Zhao Xiaowen then entered the co-pilot's seat, while Zhou Rui stayed in the wider chair behind, connecting the spacesuit's communication and life-support pipes to the Progress.

At 7:30 in the morning on July 21, the Progress hatch was closed, 90 minutes before launch.

Deng Lei opened the control panel and pressed the button.

"Command center, commander Deng Lei requested to conduct a self-examination of the assembly."

"Self-test is allowed, Progress account control computer permission has been granted, status: B9"

Deng Lei stared at the operation panel in front of him and used the headset to issue instructions:

"02, 03, please check whether the spacesuit and life support interface are in good condition, and check whether the seat belt buckle is fastened."

"02 (03) Got it!"

"..."

In the live broadcast, Deng Lei, wearing a handsome sci-fi space suit, quickly and accurately flipped switches one by one to check the attitude and status of each subsystem while constantly maintaining contact with the ground. This was completely different from the astronauts doing nothing during the past space agency launches. There are two realms.

After all, the spacecraft is almost entirely controlled from the ground. The space shuttle has great freedom, and the commander must be skilled in operation.

The internal viewing area of ​​the launch site was packed with teachers and students from Nanjing Institute of Aeronautics and Astronautics, all focusing on the crew cabin.

The two students led by Zhou Rui looked at the screen with admiration on their faces, and then proudly showed off their mentorship to other students.

Zhou Rui's colleagues and school leaders were full of envy, especially Tong Peiqiang, who was discharged because of bronchitis. He was about to turn into lemon juice.

But there are people who are more bitter than them, and that is the members of the astronaut brigade.

Some of them were selected in the same batch as Li Wei, but they have never been to space until now. It only took more than half a year for Xinyuan's trio to go to space from training to launch. There was no competition, so they went to space easily?

In the capital, the captain and vice-captain of the astronaut brigade urged the space agency to speed up cooperation with Xinyuan with such resentment, and they were almost sleeping in front of their superiors' homes.

On the Internet and in front of the TV, the number of people watching has increased several times compared to before.

Even on the scenic beach in Qiongzhou, many people were watching the scene, and the beach was packed to capacity. Qiongzhou successively increased police patrols to maintain order, for fear of any accidents.

At 8:30 in the morning, 30 minutes before launch, the space shuttle-rocket complex completed its last self-inspection and entered the final launch procedure.

When Zhao Xiaowen saw the scenery from the front and side portholes, his heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate. Deng Lei stretched out his right arm in time and made a "Don't worry, I'm here" gesture.

It was still because the Progress cockpit was relatively spacious, so it was not easy for Deng Lei to touch the other party's hand, otherwise he could pat the shoulder to comfort him.

"Countdown, 10 minutes."

Deng Lei closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then opened it and slowly exhaled it. His heart rate continued to stabilize, almost a standard sine wave.

In his eyes, there was hope and determination.

"Countdown, thirty seconds!"

"Ten, nine, eight..."

As the countdown reached zero, Deng Lei felt a tremor of terrifying power coming from the bottom of the rocket. Although it was not strong, the power was enough to make one's scalp numb.

The vibration frequency became higher and higher, and then suddenly the intensity decreased significantly, and pressure was suddenly felt everywhere on the body.

Viewed from the side windows, the horizontal launch tower was gradually retreating and soon disappeared into the portholes.

As the fuel continues to be consumed, the rocket acceleration increases rapidly, and the G value exerted on the body also begins to increase. However, the pressurized anti-gravity spacesuit plays its role. The pressure of the gas and the contraction of the seat tighten the blood vessels. Maintaining the overweight at a stable value will make your body feel far less powerful than when training on a centrifuge.

Deng Lei tried hard to forget the fact that he was sitting on the rocket and tried to treat it as a normal flight mission to avoid excessive excitement and heart rate exceeding the standard.