"The train departs. I wish you a pleasant journey."
Zhang Feng felt a slight tightness on his back. He felt a pair of invisible hands gently pressing on his shoulders. The strength of this pair of "hands" was very light. Lying in this specially designed decompression cabin, the discomfort of being overweight was almost negligible.
He glanced at the screen on the armrest from the corner of his eye, and from the gravity index flashing in the upper left corner, he caught a glimpse of 1.48G.
When Zhang Feng saw this, he couldn't help but smile. As a former Celestial Trade Marine Corps soldier, he could easily withstand the load of 3G. If it wasn't for a long time, he could even withstand the gravity of 7G or 8G.
The ascending acceleration was half of the acceleration of gravity, and the maximum speed was 2 kilometers per second. Zhang Feng estimated in his mind that the acceleration phase would end in about ten minutes.
In fact, the time it took to end the acceleration was slightly shorter than he estimated.
The weight on his shoulders slowly relaxed, and the seat belt in the cockpit was unlocked. Zhang Feng twisted his neck slightly, and like the other passengers on this floor, he walked down from his seat and walked to the transparent window. He cast a fascinated gaze outside the window.
"This is impossible." A European leaned against the window, and his nose was glued to the window glass. He exclaimed, "This is absolutely impossible! There was no shaking when it passed through the troposphere and stratosphere! This is absolutely impossible! Unless … unless … "
The European suddenly looked up into the sky, and his pupils were filled with disbelief. "Unless, the stress point of this orbit is not on the ground at all, but in the sky?"
The tallest building in this world was not built from the ground to the sky, but from the synchronous orbit down. In this way, the entire orbit was stable because of its own gravity, and the stress of the material itself was enough to carry the impact of high-altitude airflow on the orbit.
But what if it encountered harsh weather such as typhoons?
Dimitri believed that Celestial Trade must have considered this point. However, as an aerospace technology expert at ESA, he couldn't figure out how Celestial Trade did it.
And right below this ESA senior official was also in front of a window.
Liu Haotian walked to an old man with white hair and asked politely and softly.
"Did you see anything?"
After hearing the junior's question, the old man sighed.
"Other than a beautiful scenery that I will never be able to forget, even with my old eyes, I can't see anything else."
The old man's name was Liu Zhusheng, a researcher at the First Research Institute of the Hua Aerospace Science and Technology Group. As one of the founders of the Hua Aerospace Industry, he participated in the design of the Shenzhou rocket series. For the first train ceremony, Celestial Trade provided four passenger slots to Hua, and he was one of them.
The Aerospace Science and Technology Group and the senior officials of Hua had high hopes for him. They hoped that he could learn something from this first train ceremony and figure out the way of the space elevator.
However, at this moment, as he stood there and watched the clouds gradually move away, he suddenly had the illusion of being separated by mountains.
But very quickly, he shook his head with a smile and let go of the worries in his heart.
Although he was an expert in the aerospace field, his expertise was in the field of chemical rockets. He was able to solve the technical problem of "longitudinal coupling vibration", which restricted the development of China's large liquid rockets, with a pen. This made aerospace experts around the world look at China in a different light, but it didn't mean that his talent was also applicable to the space elevator.
"Each generation has its own talents, and each of them will dominate for hundreds of years." Liu Zhusheng shook his head again and said with a smile, "I now know why the UA, Nippon, and British will give precious opportunities to a few unrelated writers."
"Why?" Liu Haotian asked thoughtfully.
The old man raised his hand and gently tapped his gray hair with his index finger.
"We need imagination."
The conversation between the old and the young attracted Zhang Feng's attention.
The sight of a familiar face in a foreign land will always produce a warm feeling of fondness. However, he did not go forward to talk to the two, but looked out the window.
It was said that for every 1,000 meters of elevation, the temperature would drop by 5 to 6 degrees Celsius.
Outside the window, ice crystals condensed, and white mist lingered. The thick layer of air enveloped the earth like a spherical shell. It was like a fairyland on earth. Standing by the window, Zhang Feng silently took out his mobile phone and froze this beautiful picture on the photo.
In such a magnificent scene, there were endless exclamations in various languages.
At this time, he heard slightly shaky Chinese.
"Are you a soldier?"
Zhang Feng turned around and looked at the black man standing behind him. Instead of denying his question, he asked rhetorically.
"Oh? How did you know? "
"Your posture is very special." The black man shrugged and smiled, revealing his white teeth. "I heard that Hua specializes in training soldiers' posture and how to fold the quilt into tofu blocks."
Zhang Feng heard the ridicule in the black man's words, but he didn't care. Instead, he raised his eyebrows and asked rhetorically.
"Oh? What do the UA train? "
The black man grinned and said, "We train how to beat people up."
"Do you want to try it with me?"
Looking at Zhang Feng's expression, the black man shook his head and waved his hand. "Hey, man, I'm just kidding. If the two of us are thrown down from here because of a competition, we won't survive even with a parachute. "
After a pause, the black man coughed and introduced himself.
"William James, Captain of the UA Marine Corps, what about you?"
"Zhang Feng, Celestial Trade Marine Corps, also a captain." Zhang Feng shook the black man's hand and shook it cleanly.
William's face showed a surprised expression, but he quickly returned to normal.
"I thought you were Han."
"You didn't guess wrong, I am indeed Han." Zhang Feng let go of his hand. "In the sense of bloodline."
"As an employee of Celestial Trade, can you tell me what is on the space station above our heads?" William leaned against the railing by the window and asked in a casual tone.
"You'll know when you get there." Zhang Feng shook his head.
William made a bored expression, but he didn't say anything else.
As Zhang Feng said, when the elevator arrived, he would know what was on it. However, this journey of more than five hours was really too long. If he didn't find something to do on such a long journey, he would go crazy from boredom.
He wasn't the only one curious about what was above their heads. Netizens from all over the world also watched the space elevator on the official website of Celestial Trade. People expressed the shock in their hearts with comments and offered sincere praise to Celestial Trade.
Just as William looked out of the window in boredom and let time pass, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a bright spot in the dark and deep space.
Meteor?
Outside the atmosphere?
How is that possible!
He rubbed his eyes and confirmed that he didn't see it wrong. There was no reference in space, and he couldn't judge how far the bright spot was from him. However, from where he stood, the elongated light was very obvious in the pitch-black universe.
"What is that?"
He muttered to himself, took out his phone, and took a photo of the mysterious meteor.
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