Over the next week, Wang Ping'an devoted himself with great enthusiasm to making a "spacesuit recording image" of himself and Angele fighting the escaped monkey.
A few days later, he took out the results of his initial efforts and showed them to Angele.
Angeli watched the video with her brows furrowed and her expression looked like she had been force-fed twenty pots of Chinese medicine.
"Are those really moves that monkeys can do? They all look like they can do kung fu!"
Wang Ping'an: "They are indeed all empty stomachs, empty stomachs~"
Angeli threw the Rubik's cube in her hand at Wang Ping'an: "Is this the time to tell bad jokes? And people who do talk shows will deduct money for homophonic jokes!"
Wang Ping'an: "I'm not a talk show person. Why do you think it's not possible?"
"It's too exaggerated. If we hand this in, we might as well have faked a scene where a monkey threw something and destroyed the image of the camera. Or there would be no image at all, and we would say we were too nervous and forgot about it."
Wang Ping'an: "Oh! What a good idea! This is also the first time I have encountered a situation where I may have real swordsmanship with a smuggler. It is very reasonable to forget it. As for you... you are a novice, so it is more reasonable!"
"Wait a minute! You don't really want to do this, do you?"
"Yeah, all that's left is to create a shootout scene in the warehouse - no, the monkeys don't have guns, is that a monkey hunting scene?"
As he spoke, Wang Ping'an opened the weapons cabinet and took out the long gun.
"For the sake of reality, you use a short charge. After all, you are an operator outside the cabin. Theoretically speaking, you should be in the vanguard when fighting inside the cabin, and I want to observe the situation from behind, so I use a long gun to hold the battle. This can reflect our
professional."
Wang Ping'an said enthusiastically, while he was skillfully playing with the firearm. Before loading the magazine, he pulled the trigger, filled a single bullet into it, and then inserted the magazine——
Angele stared at him and suddenly smiled: "The way you handle the gun is very much like my cousin getting a new toy and playing with it happily."
Wang Ping'an: "For adult men, these things are toys. By the way, I told you that every time I get on the ship, I will pick up a new toy to play on the ship, right? I forgot this time, so these big toys just fill the gap."
There is a vacancy.”
Angele: "Did you forget? Why?"
Wang Ping'an turned to look at the girl and suddenly smiled evilly: "Of course it's because you attracted all my attention!"
"You also...how do you say this in Chinese? It's...the kind of boring middle-aged bald guy trying to tease a little girl with crude jokes..."
Wang Ping'an: "Greasy?"
"That's right! Isn't this too greasy?"
Wang Ping'an raised his eyebrows: "I thought you would say it smells earthy, but I didn't expect it to be greasy."
As he spoke, he shouldered the gun and hung the portable thruster on his back - now that he was not wearing a space suit, the thruster was hung on the special interface of the training suit.
"I'm going to create a shootout scene."
"Is it dangerous? Will it penetrate the outer shell and cause a loss of pressure? Otherwise, you should wear a space suit." Angele said worriedly.
Wang Ping'an: "You are nagging like my dad."
"Don't you usually say like your mother at times like this?"
"Because the current aunt will not talk about me, absolutely not. She has always been very silent in front of me." Wang Ping'an shrugged, and then used a small remote control to operate the thruster to push himself towards the hatch.
After all, there are no advanced human-computer interaction devices on space suits now, so we can only use crude methods like remote controls.
Angele: "Shall I help you too?"
"No, there will be ricochet. I have to be extra careful when you are around."
"Really? What do you mean?"
"How can I give you such a wonderful thing as shooting a gun!"
Angele smiled: "You are a big kid!"
"Hey, men will be young until they die!"
When he said this, Wang Ping'an floated out of the bridge, and the hatch closed automatically under the control of the computer. The moment before the air-tight door closed, the sound of "click-click-click" gunfire drifted over from the cargo warehouse.
**
After the little charade ended, long-distance sailing quickly returned to what it should be: long and boring.
The only communication between the spacecraft and the outside world is the daily regular report.
Because she was so bored, Angele even began to look forward to the situation briefing sent at 0800 every morning at standard time.
The briefings include news from both Earth and Mars circles, the latest sailing schedules, and the occasional anecdote about Jupiter or Saturn.
Of course, what must be included in the briefing is the Space Force casualty list. If no one dies today, Angeli will happily use the materials spit out by the organic matter recycling device on the spacecraft to make something that looks like the real thing.
food.
Wang Ping'an behaves like an old man. He reads books and movies every day, or studies old games. Occasionally, he takes the initiative to take on some maintenance tasks that should be handled by computers and robots.
He will always have the robot perform maintenance once after the maintenance is completed. It is said that this is to avoid human negligence leading to big mistakes.
Finally, on the fifteenth week of the voyage, Angeli couldn't hold it any longer. She ran to Wang Ping'an, who was making a small plane using the repair scraps from the ship, and patted the table gently: "The journey has always been like this.
?"
Wang Ping'an: "Otherwise? Do you think we have to play with pirates and sail boats every day to be called Space Force warriors?"
Angele: "I didn't think so, but I thought there would be various dangers along the way, emergency repairs and so on."
"You can be like me and go in and do maintenance on your own when you have nothing to do. Although the computer still needs to be maintained after I do it. You can also take advantage of the opportunity to get familiar with our spaceship."
"In the first few days since we set sail, I have already visited all parts of the spacecraft, and even went for a walk outside the cabin. Have you forgotten?"
"I forgot, that was all three months ago."
Angele let out a long sigh and sat down on the chair opposite Wang Ping'an. Because the gravity is now completely "simulated" by the acceleration of the engine, which is only 13 milligals, so this action made her bounce up directly, and then slowed down.
Slowly fell back on the chair.
"Don't be angry," Wang Ping'an said, "Look at the movies. Many old movies were good in the past, such as Jack Chen's movie series. Except for Master Long, who is a bit tired of aesthetics, they are all good to watch."
Angele: "I almost vomited after watching the movie. I always felt that I was different from other girls. They always like to talk about clothes, cosmetics and other people's gossip. I always thought they were very superficial. Now.
…I found that I really wanted someone to chat with me about gossip.”
Wang Ping'an: "That's it, let me give it a try, uh... let me tell you the story of Qin Qiong chasing Sun Lili. The Space Flight Academy implements strict military control. Sun Lili is from the Department of Space Medicine and Nutrition, and she only has space practical skills."
class courses with us.
"One time Qin Qiong got accurate information and had to conduct a fire rescue drill at night. It was a very real one. Anyway, with the development of medicine now, as long as you don't make a fuss on the spot, you can probably get it back. So our drill at that time was just like the real thing.
There are always a few people who want to lie down.
"Forget about lying on the couch, the instructor has to analyze why you lie on the couch in front of all the students. Generally, as long as you lie down once, your radio call sign will be determined for the rest of your life. For example, there is a guy named Toilet Water who just wants to get a portable fire extinguisher.
I took the bottle of toilet water, pressed the nozzle against the flame, and gave it a breath...
"I'm going too far, let's talk about that exercise. Qin Qiong planned to sneak to the medical side quietly, show off his heroic spirit, and then trick me into following. You know who I am, I am sure that such a fun thing will happen.
I'd like to step in. Anyway, this kind of exercise allows for a certain degree of chaos in order to be realistic.
"As soon as the fire bell rang that night, we took action and easily climbed over the wall between our college and the medical college. Then guess what... we suddenly found that there was so much chaos that we couldn't find Sun Lili at all.
Where.
"The two of us rescued several groups of girls in a row, but Sun Lili was not there. Qin Qiong was anxious, and he began to think about the worst, thinking that Sun Lili was really trapped in the fire, right? At this time, the drill guidance department was watching the fire.
There was no response from the life detection, so the exercise was ordered to enter the second stage, and the astronaut team began to carry out damage control rescue...
"I dragged Qin Qiong to report to our team, but Qin Qiong screamed at the fire scene with heartbreak: 'No, Lili is still inside!'"
Perhaps recalling Qin Qiong's crying with snot and tears, Wang Pingan banged the table and laughed.
But Angeli didn't laugh. She asked seriously: "Did Sun Lili run out?"
"She ran out a long time ago. There are flower guardians there, so there is no need for our two stupid young men from the space team to come and rescue her. Moreover, Sun Lili witnessed everything, and she deliberately didn't let Qin Qiong know that she came out. What a person she is.
, I think it’s a good thing she didn’t fall in love with Qin Qiong, otherwise she would have eaten Qin Qiong to pieces and wouldn’t have had a chance to stand up.”
Angeli was stunned: "This kind of girl is quite powerful."
Wang Ping'an: "Isn't France rich in such girls? For example, that Marie."
"She is Austrian."
"Then there is the one who dances repeatedly between Napoleon and Napoleon's benefactor Barras, yes, Josephine! The widow of Malmaison!"
"Well, there are women like this in every country. Can't we just say that we have them in France?" Angeli paused and suddenly changed the topic, "Or, after fifteen weeks of getting along, do you think I am like this too?
of women?”
Wang Ping'an glanced at Angeli and said seriously: "After fifteen weeks, my impression of you has indeed changed. I used to think you looked like a fairy, and I felt like 'f*ck' when I saw you. Now.
Well, I have been staring at you for more than three months, and now I think you are nothing more than this.
"To put it simply, you have become a 'yellow-faced woman' here. I can no longer have any feelings for you."
Angele: "Yes, my feelings for you have changed from a depressed and promising young man to a younger brother who won't grow up, even though I only have a cousin."
Wang Ping'an felt an inexplicable sense of antagonism: "I found out that you have body odor!"
"No! It's just that the smell of sweat is a bit stronger. What about you, do you dare to smell your feet?"
"Sorry, my joints are hard and I can't smell it."
While the two were doing something between bickering and complimenting each other, a light on the bridge console suddenly started flashing.
The two stopped and looked at the console together.
"Computer?" Wang Pingan asked.
The computer's AI judged that it was asking itself to briefly describe the situation, and replied: "There was an error in the route planning."