Chapter 819 Souvenirs

Third Monday in October.

For the two superpowers in the space race, today is definitely a significant day.

According to the schedule announced at the last work report of the Martian Rescue Program, today is the time for the two astronauts to return to their respective countries.

The greatest rescue in human history spanning tens of millions of kilometers finally came to an end at this moment.

After experiencing so many things along the way, the two astronauts were exhausted physically and mentally.

After consulting the astronauts themselves, Jones, who is originally Dutch, will take a flight provided by the Dutch government and return directly to Amsterdam. As for Johnson, who was originally an American, he naturally took the flight arranged for him by the White House and returned to his home country.

Shanghai Beijing International Airport.

The Huaguo Protocol Department arranged a grand handover ceremony.

Standing at the door of the special security channel, Johnson finally met his savior—Lu Zhou, the chief designer of the Lunar Orbit Construction Committee who promoted the establishment of the entire rescue plan and sent the Xiaguang to Mars.

"Thank you," shook Lu Zhou's right hand vigorously, Johnson's Adam's apple moved slightly, looked at him with complicated eyes, and said plainly, "Thank you for bringing me back from Mars !"

Although because of his identity and position, the person standing in front of him can be said to be the biggest competitor of the Ares program and even NASA. But this does not prevent him from paying the highest respect and gratitude to Lu Zhou himself.

"You're welcome," Lu Zhou shook the astronaut's hand vigorously. He nodded with a smile and said, "If you have a chance in the future, remember to come here often."

"I will," Johnson released Lu Zhou's right hand, looked at the American diplomats standing beside him, then at Lu Zhou, took a deep breath, and continued, "Then... I'm leaving."

"Well, let's go," Lu Zhou continued with a smile after waving his hand, "Remember to say hello to Mr. Carson for me."

"I'll bring him your greetings!"

Nodding his head, Johnson picked up the large carry-on luggage, turned around and walked to the gangway, and boarded the plane.

Shortly after, the doors closed, the gangway was withdrawn and the flight took off.

As the roar of the engine faded away, the plane had already dragged a white line and disappeared at the end of the sky and clouds.

Watching the plane go away, Lu Zhou squinted his eyes and was about to turn around and leave.

The American ambassador to China, who was standing next to him, smiled at him and extended his right hand.

"Thank you for everything you have done for the American people and the people of the world. History will remember this moment of friendship."

"You're welcome, although we have different nationalities on Earth, but outside this planet, we are all Earthlings," Lu Zhou shook the ambassador's hand lightly, and said calmly, " May history remember, and may friendship last forever."

The ambassador smiled slightly.

"Most definitely!"

After the handover ceremony, there will be a banquet.

Not very good at such occasions, Lu Zhou pushed the matter of the banquet to another person in charge of the Mars Rescue Project working group.

As for himself, he returned to the hotel where he stayed.

When passing by the hotel lobby, Lu Zhou borrowed the printer equipment from the hotel receptionist, and ordered the receptionist to deliver the printer equipment to his room, then went straight back to his room, and took out the unfinished paper from the suitcase. After sitting at the desk for a while to conceive the thesis about the mass projector on the lunar surface, he continued to perfect it along the unfinished part.

In fact, the idea of ​​building a mass accelerator on the moon was not something he came up with temporarily.

As early as about 12 years ago, NASA proposed a similar idea, and even completed the technical demonstration, and related papers are publicly available on its official website.

In principle, the acceleration technology used in this facility is actually similar to the technology used in maglev trains.

That is, through a long and narrow orbit and electromagnetic acceleration technology, the ore or spacecraft is accelerated to the departure speed, and then directly enters the orbit around the moon.

Of course, although the entire technical principle is a matter of one sentence, it is not an easy task to actually turn it into reality.

As the chief designer of the entire lunar orbit construction committee, what Lu Zhou needs to do now is of course not to make detailed drawings of the entire project, but to conduct an overall evaluation of the entire project.

For example, how long does the track need to be? What is the cost or budget per meter? What is the technical feasibility? How big is the risk? And most importantly, it was built on that crater!

The data that may be used in the entire paper has been collected by Lu Zhou through the researchers on the Moon Palace in advance.

With his current engineering level of LV5, coupled with the experience he has accumulated after working as the chief designer of the Lunar Orbit Construction Committee for so long, it is not very difficult to complete the entire thesis.

After typing the last line, Lu Zhou clicked the mouse and selected the print option.

Soon, the printer next to the table hummed, and after a while, it spit out papers exuding the fragrance of ink.

He picked up the printed thesis and checked it carefully. Just when Lu Zhou was starting to feel a little hungry, footsteps sounded outside the door. After knocking on the door, Wang Peng came in with a plastic bag.

"Still busy?"

"Yeah," putting down the paper in his hand, Lu Zhou noticed what he was carrying, so he asked casually, "What are you carrying?"

"I went to the headquarters in the afternoon, and when I came back, I brought you some souvenirs along the way."

Said, Wang Peng put the things in his hand on Lu Zhou's desk.

"Roast duck?" Seeing what was inside, Lu Zhou's eyes lit up, and he picked it up with great interest, "Good stuff, from Quan Jude?"

"I found it in the alley," Wang Peng said with a smile while sitting on the sofa, "It's not a famous brand, but I personally think the taste is more authentic."

"It's really delicious," Lu Zhou said with a smile as he tore open the plastic bag and took a sip, looking at the roasted duck, which was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, "It's just in time for dinner, and it would be perfect if we come to drink beer again. .”

Wang Peng, who had just sat on the sofa, stood up again.

"What brand do you drink, I'll help you buy it."

"No, no, I'll call the front desk of the hotel to send a few listens." After closing the packaging bag, Lu Zhou opened the drawer, took out a document bag, and stuffed the newly released papers into it, " Compared with the trivial things like buying wine, I have some things here, so I have to trouble you to deliver them to me."

Wang Peng didn't ask what he was going to give, and said directly.

"Where are you going?"

Lu Zhou stretched out his hand and solemnly handed the document bag to Wang Peng.

"West of the Forbidden City, Chang'an Avenue."

"Who should hand it over to you, you know."