The moon aircraft is a regular sphere and does not have a friction angle problem. Although the landing speed has slowed down when crossing the atmosphere, violent friction is still inevitable. The Luna's technology can keep the cockpit level and motionless in any kind of rolling, but this friction still makes Duda feel the small vibration inside.

A red color appeared on the aircraft status table, as if a warning was issued. The silver moon was dyed with a faint golden color, and a set of rising numbers appeared next to it... Probably the temperature of the shell.

Duda was about to stop the aircraft and reduce the high temperature generated by friction when suddenly a faint golden halo burst out outside the small moon. The vibration of the aircraft stopped instantly, as smooth as cruising in space. Duda quickly realized that this was the aircraft's own protection system, probably high-tech such as energy shields.

So he increased his speed until he found that this shield was very useful, but it consumed an amazing amount of energy. In just a few seconds, the energy dropped by five percent.

Duda quickly slowed down his speed and identified his position through the landform, hoping not to miss the Takrama Desert.

At this time, people on Earth were more nervous than Duda. The Air Force radar system was launched nationwide to find the entry point of the spacecraft, but no radar responded.

After seeing the "Ji" bend of the Yellow River, Duda found a desert and was driving the aircraft to land there. The aircraft stopped steadily on the incline of the sand dune, but did not roll down. Duda just looked at it and retracted the aircraft again - there was a lot of wind and sand outside.

After turning on the communicator, he didn't expect that Li Weijun's big face was still there. If it weren't for the opening nostrils, Du Da would have thought the communicator had crashed.

"Duda? Have you arrived on Earth?" Li Weijun asked hurriedly when he saw Duda's face.

"I have landed in a desert, but I don't know my exact location." Duda said, "How should I contact the Earth Force?"

"Wait a minute, let's see if we can match the video." Li Weijun said as he waved to the side.

A staff officer who knew but could not name a name held a military laptop and pointed the monitor at the communicator. Duda saw a middle-aged officer wearing an air force uniform with two bars and three stars on his shoulder on his shoulder on his face, and said aloud: "I can see it very clearly. Can you hear me?"

The Air Force officer had never seen such a arrogant lieutenant, but it was not the time to make a decision. He immediately said, "It's very clear."

Only then did Duda realize that although he was on Earth, after the moon's redirection, the video communication was delayed by about ten seconds.

"I'm in the desert now, but I don't know where it is." Duda said.

"Our radar can't find you..." The Air Force Colonel was helpless, "Can you go to the nearest village and town and make a call?" As he said that, the Colonel gave him the hotline for the operation.

"Any phone number is OK?"

"right."

Dudala took off the aircraft and flew almost against the sand surface for less than three minutes. He suddenly saw several small five-story buildings in front of him. He easily pulled off the aircraft and slowly landed on the rooftop of the building.

The outer diameter of the moon aircraft is only three meters, which is smaller than that of many cars.

The moment he jumped out of the aircraft, Duda heard the screams downstairs. He had taken off his space suit in the aircraft, wearing the military uniform of the Tianjun, and was not worried that he would be mistaken for aliens. Duda touched the inner bag of the military uniform, and lay in it with the officer's certificate. Then he found the door down the rooftop and walked down the wall.

The lunar people's habit of gravity is slightly lighter than that of the earth, which makes Duda feel a sense of slight oppression and goes down to the fifth floor before he returns to his normal body sensation.

He knocked on the door of the nearest family.

A very impatient voice sounded: "Who!"

"Uh, hello, my soldier on the mission, I want to borrow a phone number," Duda shouted.

"Get out!" The male host answered Duda in a strong western accent without hesitation.

Duda frowned: What kind of bird place is really unquality!

In this old building with two households, he rang another household.

"I'm so annoying! Xiaojia goes to open the door!" The hostess seemed to be very annoyed.

Du Dateng had a bad premonition...

A little girl with panic looked open the door. She was wearing a small down jacket and a pair of small cotton boots on her feet. She looked like she was about to go out. A cold wind blew directly on Du Da's face. Is this family open the windows to breathe?

"Little boy, are your adults here? Uncle wants to borrow a phone." Du Da said to the child with kind words.

"My mom is on the phone." The girl pointed to the room.

"Who!" The hostess poked her head out vigilantly, holding the microphone in her hand. When she saw that it was a soldier in a strange military uniform, she clearly showed doubts.

"Hello, sister, can you use the phone? I'm carrying out a mission." Du Da took out his officer's certificate and lit it.

"Wait a minute!" The elder sister did not realize Du Da's resolution of military and national affairs at all. She turned to the phone and shouted: "When can you send someone? It's cold and there are old and young people at home, so she can't let people live without a cold wind!"

Duda then discovered that the living room of this house was covered with fine small broken glass. It was originally the location of the glass window, clean without any protection. This situation is definitely not a natural phenomenon. If someone was naughty, it would not be possible to smash the glass to such a shattering.

"I didn't know where the gas exploded just now, and the glass was broken like this!" The hostess hung up the phone, but was still not angry. "Come on! I'll find something to block it first. The three balcony rooms in the house are completely broken! How can I clean up this!" The hostess actually cried as she said.

A scene in junior high school physics class flashed through Duda's mind:

——When an object is traveling at a speed close to the speed of sound, it will catch up with the sound it makes. We know, what is the sound? It is a wave, right? Students. So at this time, a shock wave will be formed, called a sonic boom, or a sound boom, which will cause damage to the buildings on the ground...

That physics teacher whose surname has been forgotten seems to be saying that!

It must have been because I accidentally exceeded the speed of sound when I pulled it up just now...

Duda was a little nervous, looked at the glass scum on the ground, picked up the phone, and pressed the number given by the colonel. After a brief communication, Duda determined his location and borrowed the computer of the innocent and disaster-stricken elder sister to download the satellite map to the Takrama Desert.

The silver little moon rose straight to a height of 10,000 meters and flew towards the Takrama Desert according to the satellite map.

All countries with fusion fuel sent the fastest fighter jets to send the fuel to the western border cities of China, and then the China Air Force transport aircraft sent the fuel to the desert base.

After Duda landed, he saw these silver aluminum boxes at a glance and asked casually: "How heavy are these?"

"Each box is fifty kilograms, a total of four, two hundred kilograms." The lieutenant colonel in charge of the military base replied meticulously.

Nuclear fusion reaction fuel is the isotope deuterium of hydrogen extracted from seawater. If deuterium contained in each liter of seawater is extracted, a complete fusion reaction can release the energy equivalent to 300 liters of gasoline when burning. However, due to technical conditions, the extraction yield of this fuel is very low. The 200 kilograms here are already in the stock of the entire earth.

After the soldiers carried the aluminum boxes onto the aircraft, Duda just finished his lunch with western characteristics. He twisted the Fengji buckle, waved his hand at several comrades, took a bottle of mineral water and boarded the plane and took off.

Duda didn't mind the soaring speed when he returned. It took only more than twenty minutes to reach the lunar gravitational circle. It can be seen that the maximum speed of the fighter jet still needs to be excavated. What surprised him was that when the aircraft approached the south pole of the moon, he received a strange signal in front of his field of vision.
Chapter completed!