In the evening, in order to write suggestions for improving the iron barrel, Wang Ping'an got a damage report of his own airframe from the engineering department - the airframe has been determined to be scrapped, but these scrapped airframes will be carefully disassembled and inspected in order to accumulate data for future improvements.
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The level of detail of this report is second only to the inspection report of recovered wreckage. Every mature organism in the universe is basically the product of a large number of human lives.
The iron barrel is still a new body, and the ball it replaces is still in production, because private groups such as the Children's Palace and various private companies are still purchasing large quantities of this mature body.
After all, countless astronauts have died on the ball. The reliability of the ball is worthy of trust, and the performance improvement of the iron barrel cannot offset the sense of security that this reliability brings to the astronauts.
Wang Ping'an's report will become one of the countless bricks that will constitute the reliability of iron barrels in the future.
It's just that Wang Ping'an is luckier and is the one alive.
Wang Ping'an broke out in a cold sweat when he saw the engineering department's inspection report on the aircraft body - which was actually a wreckage.
The main engine miraculously still operates because all the debris did not hit critical parts, and the nearest impact point was only 5 centimeters from the main fuel line.
There are only two attitude control nozzles that remain fully functional, both on the same side.
This is equivalent to the posture adjustment of the body being locked. To use a human metaphor, a person can only turn right.
Wang Ping'an spent a long time recalling how he drove this thing back, and based on his vague impressions, he summarized on paper a set of methods for controlling the spacecraft by comprehensively utilizing the remaining functions of multiple broken nozzles.
After finishing the dictation, he read it himself and his first reaction was, "This guy is bragging."
Fortunately, the guys in the engineering department have recovered the flight records from the black box, otherwise no one would believe what Wang Pingan summarized.
Mainly, it's not surprising that this thing can be used by a computer. After all, it is a computer. As long as there are corresponding programs, it can perform many precise operations.
But Wang Ping'an as a person made such a subtle operation, which makes people feel fake.
The key point is that he was still in that emergency situation and had no time to think and relied on instinct.
Wang Ping'an now has a feeling, is he the new human being who has adapted to the universe and evolved new instincts? But anthropologists believe that at least the second generation of cosmic humans can have such an evolution.
The definition of a cosmic human being is one who was born in the universe and grew up in the universe; the second generation means that the parents were born in the universe and grew up in the universe. Currently, such people are rare.
Anyway, Wang Ping'an is definitely not the case. His parents have never set foot in the universe in their lives.
As an old lieutenant who has served in the Space Force for seven years, the Space Force issued Wang Pingan a space recuperation leave in accordance with regulations. He can take no more than five relatives to space and live in a nursing home for a month.
But my father, Wang Dazhu, researched for a long time and finally chose to go to the health center in Shizhaigou.
"I'm not afraid of the shaking of rockets as they take off. I'm not afraid at all. I think there must be a reason why you come down for vacation every once in a while, which means the ground is better. Who would be afraid of rockets?" Wang Dazhu said with confidence. So.
The old couple just missed the opportunity to go sightseeing in the universe.
In short, people like Wang Ping'an are unlikely to become so-called new humans no matter how much they think about it. Today's operations should be normal human beings' on-the-spot performance.
Wang Pingan convinced himself this way.
The most critical part of the report has been completed. Originally, the remaining part, including some clichés, could be completed by a computer, but Wang Ping'an hesitated and decided to dictate it himself.
Angele came back just at this time, and she saw Wang Ping'an dictating: "In order to better improve the performance of the iron barrel - no, the RB79 maneuverable cabin, I have the following suggestions..."
Angele: "Can't these parts be left to the computer to modify? You just need to give your suggestions."
Wang Ping'an: "This is not okay. What if the computer-generated modifications make the person reading the report miss the point? Wouldn't that be a bad thing? People may die. There is no need to write this sentence, please delete what you just entered. Why is this AI useless at all?
What about intelligence?”
Angeli watched Wang Pingan scratching his head and trying to use words to let AI understand which section had the problem. She couldn't help but smile. She patted Wang Pingan on the shoulder and said, "I'll do it."
As she spoke, she pulled out the keyboard and began to help Wang Pingan revise the report.
Wang Ping'an, who was standing by, not only did not thank him, but even said, "Can you do it? I can't trust the Chinese proficiency of foreigners."
"I am HSK Level 6!"
"Oh, you all learned it just for the exam. Test-taking Chinese is different from actual Chinese. Let me test you. Listen, 'I'm a little mean-spirited here, but you understand what I mean.' What do you mean?"
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"It sounds like A gave B a gift and intended to bribe him?"
Wang Ping'an was speechless: "Okay, then I'll ask you again, 'Are you sick?' How should you answer?"
Angele stopped operating the keyboard and turned around with a smile: "This is a trap. If I say it's a curse word, you will say it's asking me if I'm sick, and vice versa."
Wang Ping'an: "Okay, then if I'm swearing, how should you respond?"
"Huh?" Angeli was stunned, "Why... scolding?"
"No, you should ask, 'Do you have any medicine?' Then I reply, 'How much do you take?' 'I take as much as you take' and 'I take as much as you take'...and the cycle continues endlessly."
Angele shook her head: "You are crazy!"
"Do you have any medicine?" Wang Pingyi answered.
"Stop making trouble!" Angeli shouted, "What should I write next? Tell me!"
Wang Ping'an immediately became serious: "The improvement suggestions are as follows..."
He spoke in detail about the problems he felt when operating the iron bucket, and Angele organized all the things he thought of into a clear summary of lessons learned.
Just when the cooperation between the two was getting better, the intercom phone on the wall rang.
"Tell the disaster that something happened to Qin Qiong! Let him come quickly!"
Angele was a little surprised: "Eh? What's going on?"
"One of Gouri's operations made a mistake, and he was about to be hit. Qin Qiong pushed Gouri's body away, and he was hit. Let the disaster come quickly! Maybe we won't see each other for the last time!"
When these words were spoken into the microphone, Wang Ping'an stood up and pressed the hands-free button.
Before the other person could finish speaking, Wang Pingan rushed out of the door.
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Wang Ping'an rushed to the infirmary as quickly as possible. As a result, people were already pushed in and the lights during the operation came on.
Almost all the astronauts from the same training team who had no missions arrived and were floating on the walkway outside the infirmary, everyone's expressions were solemn.
Wang Ping'an: "How is the situation?"
"It's very bad." The answer was Qin Qiong's partner, nicknamed Guan Gong. The two of them together are Guan Gong and Qin Qiong. "The fragments penetrated directly. The shell and mechanical device of the body absorbed a lot of energy. It should have been a moderate injury, but
He subconsciously dodged and ended up in a bad position."
"Guan Gong" took a deep breath: "Fortunately, the space suit immediately released the bioglue, and there was no massive blood loss, but... I don't know, anyway, he was unconscious and his heartbeat stopped. I used override control to operate the body and flew back, but...
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Wang Ping'an: "Who is that bitch?"
Guan Gong: "I beat the one with missing teeth. Damn it. Damn it."
Wang Ping'an turned to look for the one with the missing tooth. Angele immediately came over and pulled him, fearing that he would go up and fix it again.
The beaten second lieutenant shrank his neck, looking like a frightened sparrow.
Wang Ping'an: "That guy..."
He seemed to suddenly suffer from aphasia. He stayed in silence for a long time before speaking again: "That guy always thought I was a bastard. We have never gotten along well. He has always hated my style. I also thought he was a prude."
, official fan.
"But this does not prevent him from being my best opponent. We have been competing with each other throughout the flight academy. Neither of us wants 'that bastard' to take first place. We have won and lost throughout college.
"If it weren't for this bastard like him hanging around and being an eyesore, I would find this world very boring. Do you know what I mean?"
A lieutenant next to him said: "Anyway, be careful. Guan Gong will only punch you at most, and the disaster will be... God knows what he will do."
The target of public criticism was so frightened that he shook his head: "I...I didn't mean it...I just..."
"You just made a mistake. Yes, as a second lieutenant, this is understandable."
Wang Pingan interrupted the other party.
"So you should die. I don't know how many second lieutenants die like this every year."
Wang Ping'an suddenly paused, and Angeli thought that he might have recalled Xiao Fang, after all, he had only recalled her things today.
But Wang Ping'an continued: "We are consumables for the Space Force. If you make a mistake, you will die. My principle is that everyone must be responsible for their own mistakes.
"I am the one who slipped through the net and did not take responsibility. Someone gave me a life on credit. I am always ready to die generously.
"Do you understand what I mean? If he dies, he will die for you. You'd better be like me, be prepared to die at any time, and use this life on credit to save others. This is an obligation.
Do you understand?
"Don't bring up any fucking nonsense about 'xxx wouldn't want you to live like this'. Don't live to the end and have your children and grandchildren, and then come to someone else's grave and say, 'I'm living a good life now. Look at me now. You
You shouldn't regret saving me', this is all bullshit!"
"Wang Pingan!" With a majestic roar, the brigade instructor flew over, "Put away your fallacies! Do you want to get an 'extreme ideological' comment in the evaluation? We are the Space Force, and we are always ready to serve our comrades.
, sacrificing your life for the lives and property of the people. This is our honor and obligation! You are unqualified as a soldier! Write me a review tonight! Anyway, you have to rest and be put in solitary confinement!"