Chapter 939: Mysterious Meteor
"The train is leaving, I wish you a pleasant journey."
His back tensed slightly, and Zhang Feng felt a pair of invisible hands lightly pressing on his shoulders. The strength of these "hands" is very light. Lying in this specially designed decompression cockpit, the discomfort of being overweight is so weak that it can almost be ignored.
Glancing at the screen on the armrest of the cockpit out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the words 1.48G on the gravitational index flashing in the upper left corner.
Seeing this, Zhang Feng couldn't help but smile. As a former soldier of the Star Ring Marine Corps, he can easily withstand the load of 3G. If it is not a long-term load, he can resist even the gravity of 7 or 8G.
The ascent acceleration is half of the acceleration due to gravity, and the maximum speed is 2 kilometers per second. Zhang Feng calculated in his heart that the acceleration phase will be over in about ten minutes.
In fact, the time to end the acceleration was slightly shorter than he estimated.
The overweight feeling on his shoulders gradually relaxed, and the seat belt in the cockpit was released. Zhang Feng twisted his neck slightly, and like other passengers on this floor, he got off his seat and came to the transparent window, and threw a Fascinated sight.
"This is impossible," a European man lay on his back by the window, his nose stuck to the window glass like glue, and exclaimed, "This is absolutely impossible! There is no slight sway in time! This is absolutely impossible! Unless...unless..."
The European suddenly looked up to the sky, his pupils shaking in disbelief, "Unless, the force point of this track is not on the ground at all, but in the sky?"
The world's tallest building is not built from the ground to the sky at all, but from the synchronous orbit downwards. In this way, the entire track is stable due to its own gravity, and the stress effect of the material itself is enough to remove the influence of high air flow on the track.
But what if there is severe weather such as a typhoon?
Dimitri believed that the Star Ring Trade would definitely not fail to take this into consideration. However, as an expert in aerospace technology of the European Space Agency, he couldn't figure out how the star ring trade was done even if he wanted to break his head.
And just below the high-level executive of the European Space Agency, there is also a window.
Liu Haotian walked up to a white-haired old man, and asked politely and softly.
"See something?"
After hearing the junior's question, the old man sighed.
"In addition to the beautiful scenery that I will never forget in my life,
With the eyes of the old man, he couldn't see any way. "
The old man's name is Liu Zhusheng, a researcher at the First Research Institute of Huaguo Aerospace Science and Technology Group. As one of the founders of Huaguo's aerospace industry, he participated in the design of the Shenzhou series rockets. At this first traffic opening ceremony, Xinghuan Trading provided Huaguo with 4 passenger places, and he was one of them.
Both the Aerospace Science and Technology Corporation and Huaguo's high-level executives have high hopes for him, hoping that he can learn something from this first opening ceremony, and find out the way of the space elevator even if it is not good.
However, standing here at this moment, looking at the clouds that are gradually receding, he suddenly had the illusion of being separated by mountains.
But soon, he smiled and shook his head, letting go of the concern in his chest.
Although he is an expert in the field of aerospace, his specialty is in the field of chemical rockets. He can use a pen to solve the technical problem of "longitudinal coupling vibration" that restricts the development of large liquid rockets in Huaguo, which makes aerospace experts all over the world think about Hua. China is impressed by him, but it does not mean that his talents are also applicable to space elevators.
"There are talents from generation to generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years," Liu Zhusheng shook his head again, and said with a smile, "I now understand why the Americans, Japanese, and British give up precious opportunities to a few people. Not a good writer."
"Why?" Liu Haotian asked thoughtfully.
The old man raised his hand and lightly tapped his gray temples with his index finger.
"We need imagination."
The conversation between the old and the young caught Zhang Feng's attention.
Seeing familiar faces in a foreign country can always make people feel cordial. However, he did not step forward to talk to the two of them, but turned his gaze out of the window.
It is said that the temperature will drop by 5-6°C for every 1,000 meters increase in altitude.
There are little ice crystals condensed outside the window, white mist lingers around, and the thick air layer covers the earth like a spherical shell, just like a fairyland on earth. Standing by the window, Zhang Feng silently took out his mobile phone and fixed this beautiful scroll on the photo.
Being in such a magnificent scenery, what can be heard endlessly is the amazement in various languages.
At this time, slightly jerky Chinese came from my ears.
"you're a soldier?"
Zhang Feng turned around and looked at the black man standing behind him, instead of denying his inquiry, he asked instead.
"Oh? How did you find out?"
"Your standing posture is very special." The black burly man shrugged his shoulders, showing his white teeth with a smile, "I heard that your Chinese Congress specially trains soldiers' standing posture, and how to fold quilts into tofu cubes."
Hearing the banter in the black language, Zhang Feng didn't care, but raised his eyebrows and asked back.
"Oh? What do Americans train for?"
The black grinned and said, "We train how to beat people."
"Would you like to try it with me then?"
Seeing Zhang Feng's half-smile expression, the black man shook his head with a smile, and waved his hands, "Hey, man, I was just joking. If the two of us were thrown from here because of our skill competition, we wouldn't be able to survive with a parachute .”
After a pause, the black man coughed lightly and introduced himself.
"William James, Captain of the United States Marine Corps, how about you?"
"Zhang Feng, Xinghuan Marine Corps, the military rank is also captain," Zhang Feng took the hand that the black man extended, and shook it neatly.
A look of surprise appeared on William's face, but he quickly returned to normal.
"I thought you were from Huaguo."
"You guessed it right, I am indeed from Huaguo," Zhang Feng let go of his hand, "in the sense of blood."
"As an employee of Star Ring Trading, can you tell me what is on the space station above our heads?" William asked in a chatty tone, leaning on the railing by the window.
"You will know when you arrive." Zhang Feng shook his head.
William made a dull expression, but said nothing.
As Zhang Feng said, when the elevator arrives at the station, he will know exactly what is on it. It's just that the journey of more than five hours is really too long. If he didn't find something to do for himself during such a long journey, he would be bored to the point of madness.
It wasn't just him who was curious about what was on the top of his head, but also netizens from all over the world who watched the first opening of the space elevator on the official website of Xinghuan Trading. People vented their shock with barrage and comments, and offered heartfelt praise to Xinghuan Trading.
Just as William was looking out the window boredly, letting time go by, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a bright spot with a tail in the dark and deep space.
meteor?
outside the atmosphere?
How can it be!
Rubbing his eyes, he confirmed that he was not mistaken. There is no reference object in space, and he cannot judge how far that bright spot is from him. However, standing in his position, the elongated light is so obvious in the dark universe.
"what is that?"
He muttered to himself, took out his mobile phone, and took a photo of the mysterious meteor. (To be continued.) Enable new URL