Andrew's voice was radioed into the ears of two teammates.

Bruno and Joey suffocated their breaths slightly, and a hint of horror flashed in their eyes.

"Andrew? What's going on?"

There was a bit of tremolo in Bruno's voice.

Andrew stood up slowly and shook his head bitterly.

"A piece of Mars rock destroys the air circulation equipment."

"Just what I saw, there was a gap of more than ten centimeters long..."

"I guess we didn't pay attention when we opened the Mars pole, or maybe there was something wrong with Nasa's design in this regard."

There was silence in the radio channel.

Bruno, who was beside him, shook his body slightly and raised his head to look at Andrew in front of him.

Through the glass mask, Andrew clearly saw Bruno's pale face and bloodless lips.

The next moment, Bruno reached out and grabbed Andrew's arm, growling in horror.

“Didn’t Nasa equipped us with two accessories for air circulation devices?!”

"Why don't we put the damaged places..."

Andrew shook his head and spoke directly to interrupt Bruno's question.

"While I'd love to say it can be replaced, the fact is...that gap appears on the basic part of the air circulation device, and the fault cannot be fixed unless we remove and replace it."

"The Nasa should not take into account the problems we encountered. It is equipped with some important removable parts. For the basic parts that cannot be disassembled, we did not replace the equipment."

As he said that, a hint of bitterness appeared on Andrew's face.

While carefully returning each part to its original state, he sighed and said, "Prepare to contact Nasa."

"Everyone, our trip to Mars may end here."

...

Earth.

At 3:15 am US time.

Houston Ground Command Center.

"Pathfinder calls Houston, Pathfinder calls Houston."

A sound with a heavy current sound suddenly sounded in the quiet command center.

“We…have some trouble.”

“…”

Hearing the message from the radio, Professor Chris, who was originally drowsy, shuddered.

His lips opened slightly, and an incredible look flashed in his eyes.

Before he could think more, he grabbed the phone on the side and called Director Malton.

...

More than two hours later.

Interior of the White House conference room.

Albert sat on the main seat of the conference table with a gloomy face, stretched out his hand and rubbed his tired face.

"So, is our Pathfinder program going to be interrupted?"

Director Malton nodded with a gloomy face: "That's right."

"The Mars cabin after the air circulation equipment is damaged is no longer suitable for living."

"To ensure the safety of the three astronauts, I have ordered them to enter the return capsule."

As he said that, Morton raised his wrist and looked at his watch: "If everything was OK, they should have taken off now."

As soon as he finished speaking, a rush of knocks on the door came.

Albert frowned slightly and turned his head to look at the conference room door.

"What's going on?"

"Is anyone disturbing such an important meeting?"

Morton, who was standing on the side, stood up from the chair and whispered: "His Excellency President, maybe good news has come from the Houston Ground Command Center."

Albert was silent for a moment, nodded solemnly, and squeezed out a slightly dull response from his throat: "Let him come in."

After permission, Malton quickly turned around and left the seat, a faint smile on his lips opened the door to the conference room.

"Mo...Director Morton, something happened to the return capsule!"

...

Mars.

After receiving the return order, the three astronauts brought some important supplies and entered the return capsule in turn.

After tying the seat belt, a hint of excitement flashed across Bruno's face.

"Seriously, I even want to thank the Laushiz air circulation device." Bruno rubbed his hands gently and whispered, "If it weren't for it, we would have been on this damn Mars for more than a month! ”

Andrew looked at his teammates with a strange look.

"What? Don't you think so?" Bruno obviously noticed Andrew's gaze.

Andrew coughed softly, his expression becoming more and more strange: "That's the case...but there is one thing you may have forgotten."

"There are audio and video recording equipment in this return capsule."

Bruno: “…”

"Ahem!" Bruno coughed twice, and changed the subject with a sarcastic smile, "Captain, should we prepare to set off?"

Andrew twitched his lips and checked with helpless look on his face.

After confirming that there was no mistake, he took a deep breath and reached out to pull several buttons on the console.

"Note, I've ignited it!"

Hearing Andrew's reminder, the two teammates immediately curled their smiles and prepared to take off with a serious expression.www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm

“3!”

“2!”

“1! Ignite!”

A vibration came from the soles of the feet.

Just as everyone was about to bear the upcoming force, the vibration suddenly disappeared.

There was peace in the return capsule.

"Team... Captain?" Joey's voice rang out on the radio, "Are you sure you're igniting?"

Andrew was stunned for a moment, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Did he not press it just now?

It should have been pressed?

But why is there no movement?

Andrew's small eyes showed great doubts.

"I...I'll press it again?"

As he said that, Andrew reached out to press the engine start button in front of him again.

A few seconds later.

“…”

Looking at the strange expressions of the two teammates, a trace of cold sweat suddenly appeared on Andrew's forehead.

"I pressed! I really pressed!"

As he said that, Andrew pressed the start button several times.

No reaction at all.

Looking at Andrew's movements, the faces of the two teammates suddenly changed.

"Andrew? You're not kidding?" Bruno swallowed slightly, "Did you get the wrong steps?"

Bruno's doubts made Andrew's face flush instantly.

He didn't say anything, but just repeated the operation just now.

"God..."

Joey's pupils dilated a little, and he murmured to himself: "We won't be so unlucky, are we?"

...

“shit!!!”

Andrew, wearing a bulky space suit, sat on the dusty ground on Mars.

Through the glass mask, you can see that at this moment, his facial expression was extremely distorted.

"How could he be so unreliable, damn Nasa?!"
Chapter completed!