At this moment, just above the moon, in the vast space, with the overlap of orbits, the two space stations, Mithra and Liberty, met again in this desolate void after half a year.

Even when it is closest, the distance is more than 200 kilometers.

When each other's armor was opened and gradually moved closer, everyone's expressions were as excited as if they were ushering in a war.

It is true that there is nothing wrong with that war...

When the scene behind the opposite porthole was projected in front of Huai Shi's eyes, he was stunned.

Hundreds of burly men, with paint applied to their faces, their hair tied up or shaved off, and their upper bodies naked, revealing countless ferocious paintings and body hair.

Holding a mop stick or a spear and tomahawk temporarily transformed by steel, he opened his eyes wide open, and under the leadership of the stationmaster at the front, he roared at the Romans on the opposite space station.

The electric signal from space conveyed the vast sound without reservation.

The leader in front even held a lively chicken in his hand, chopped it up on the spot, covered his face with blood, and shouted to protest to the Romans on the other side.

Immediately afterwards, the 100-man phalanx of the "Roman Infantry" also began to demonstrate, retaliate with color.

In unison, shouting Rome and Caesar!

Then, he raised his head and sang a military song.

For a moment, voices from each other echoed in the communication between the two sides.

A long distance of 200 kilometers apart, the staff of the two scientific research and observation space stations greeted the long-lost voyagers.

It was a short three minutes passed in an instant.

Both sides crossed the track.

At the last time, the webmasters of both sides waved goodbye and made an appointment to meet again in half a year.

Then the soldiers who were so powerful that they had just begun to clean up the garbage in the cabin and the things that fell on the ground.

Huai Shi was stunned throughout the whole process, sucking the watermelon jelly that had already been empty in her mouth.

"It makes you laugh. It's rare to see outsiders during the time of sailing in space. Sometimes when you encounter something, everyone will be overly excited."

The webmaster took off his helmet and explained proudly to Huai Shi: "But those Americans lost again! How can that kind of COSPLAY be compared with our real things? This year's Space Warriors Cup champion is our Mitra!

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"Absolutely, do you still have a game?"

"Yes, this is still initiated by the Egyptian Buster Space Station. The annual competition program is presented by the current Aerospace Council. It is simply the honor of every astronaut!"

Isn’t it a bit too much for you to have the entire trophy to play space roles?

After listening to Huai Shi, she could only give her admirable applause.

You still know how to play.

But I can't play...

In this place where everyone generally holds a term of office to squeeze 20 people in a dormitory to go to the toilet and have to line up to take a bath and recycle the water. If you don’t know how to play, you will drive yourself crazy every day against those piles of instruments and data.

Just a joy in suffering.

Without happiness, no privacy, and even no pornographic films, hundreds of people live in an iron box, endless work and endless data, I am afraid that no matter how unwilling to go out, the Ah Zhai is reluctant to go out, I am afraid that even the one who is unwilling to go out can't stand it.

Hell development is better than this job.

At least you can go out.

When you go out here, once you lose oxygen, it is a word death.

The void of the universe is too huge, and even the return between the earth and moon systems is still long enough to make people numb. In contrast, everyone is just ant curled up in the box.

I haven't been immersed in sentimentality for too long.

Just as the space station was about to turn over the dark side of the moon, everyone saw in the projection from the outside world that suddenly a slender beam of light rose on the eternal pale earth at the end of the moon plane, like

It is a sharp iron needle that pierces the moon's shell and points to the present situation.

"What is that?"

Huai Shi scratched her head and looked at it: "Do you set off fireworks? Have you celebrated the festival on the moon?"

"That's a second-level emergency alert, sir—" the webmaster looked serious: "It may be that something happened in the prison, remind everyone to beware of the jailbreaker."

"prison Break?"

Huai Shi was stunned for a long time, unimaginable.

In such a place where people can escape from jail buried deep under the moon, once oxygen is cut off, someone can escape from prison? This is not a place where you can run away by grabbing a set of protective clothing.

Abandoning the heavy internal defenses, the harsh external situation alone is enough to despair all prisoners.

A thousand kilometers of unmanned areas are enough to trap all prisoners.

Death of temperature, death; suffocation, death; hunger, death...

The supply station closest to it is two thousand and one hundred kilometers away. Mathematicians ensure monthly supply through accurate calculations, accurately reaching every bite of starch and every screw.

Since the construction of the Moon Prison, a total of four fifth-level sublimators have served their sentences there, and countless other scholars and alchemists have been countless, and even Creator and Grand Masters have been among them.

No one can leave it.

In the above special cases, no one even waited for the day of his release after his sentence.

"Mr. Huai Shi, I'm afraid your journey will be affected."

After the webmaster put down the communicator, it brought bad news: "Now all takeoffs on the moon need to be approved by the management committee before they can be released. Our aircraft have missions, and it may be difficult to send you down before you get permission.

We have confirmed from Kepler Valley Base that all their vehicles must be launched within two hours, otherwise they will have to stay and cooperate with the investigation-"

He paused and looked over with sympathy: "That is, if the committee approves us to descend and take off, you may not be able to catch up with the Shikaku learned ship."

"What should I do?"

Poet Huai was stunned and looked down at his cell phone.

The scheduled itinerary is tight, and there are still two hours left. It should be enough for Huai Shi to pass the verification after lowering, and then meet with the Shifu learners and leave calmly.

It's simply a disaster!

Someone escaped from the Dark Side Prison. Once the small wings were flapped, all the takeoffs and landings on the entire moon were disrupted.

The ships at Kepler base are now allowed to take off, probably because Shifu learned to be well-behaved, and they are almost on the other side of the moon, and the prisoners who escaped from the prison could not cross such a long distance in a short time.

"Well, that's the problem."

When the webmaster said this, he looked embarrassed: "Although the aircraft cannot take off and land, we have an airborne warehouse for sampling drones..."

He coughed dryly and said apologetically: "If you don't dislike it, you can actually make do with it."

This suggestion is not very reliable.

If Huai Shi was not a famous sublimator, he would probably not even mention it.

This is no different from stuffing a person into a torpedo and launching it. It is something that cannot be returned after being thrown out.

The airborne bin loaded with drones was originally a disposable consumable, a tool for detecting large meteorites, sampling and analysis of rocks.

It is still equipped with landing devices and buffering equipment prepared to ensure the integrity of the drone, but there will be no fuel to get rid of the moon's gravity and fly back.

Otherwise, it would not be possible to bypass the current take-off control of the moon surface.

In addition, the only vehicle that can transport people on the Minerva Space Station is the only space shuttle used to regularly transport and receive supplies.

It is known how long the flight controls on the moon's surface will last.

Space navigation is not a matter of going outing. If the thing is descended and cannot get a takeoff permit, the operation of the Minerva Space Station will be affected. If it is a little more tragic, there may even be no food.

Therefore, when the multiple-choice question of the crew or Huai Shi was placed in front of the webmaster, I could only be sorry for the little brother who was riding the ride.

After carefully understanding the situation, Huai Shi also felt that... this is also a solution.

"Your airborne warehouse..." Huai Shi pinched her chin and asked tentatively: "Is it safe?"

"The escape compartment and the Minerva Space Station's escape compartment are both in the same configuration, and are even more spacious and safer than that. After all, even a consumable drone is much more expensive than a human body."

"It sounds like it's okay to use it."

Huai Shi immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't just explode halfway."

Isn't it just a black car?

Not that I haven't sat there...

He doesn't wear a seat belt for the old driver Raymond's truck, just send him all in a hurry.

It's better than standing here and waiting to miss the car.

After obtaining Huai Shi's consent, the webmaster suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and felt more and more guilty.

In fifteen minutes, on the launch platform of the airborne warehouse, Huai Shi saw the prepared vehicles and all the tools prepared for herself.

It includes three layers of protective impact measures, which is enough to support compressed food for more than two days, save a little water for a week, and can be used as oxygen consumables if necessary.

A small air cushion buffer device nested inside the airborne compartment.

A pistol that has been specially modified to be used in a vacuum, an alchemy bullet with a magazine.
To be continued...