The chubby man named Anderson spoke in Mandarin. Although his voice wasn't loud, the other players present could hear him.
At the same time, he looked at the people around him with a pleading look. "Hey, you … do you know how to operate this thing?"
In the end, he was answered by silence.
The Apollo program ran from 1961 to 1972, and it had a history of about fifty years. It was one of the early space programs. At that time, the United States had just completed the first generation of manned spaceflight, the Mercury program, sending astronaut Shepard into space. The training facilities used were quite different from what they were now.
Those who were interested in astronaut training might have heard of centrifuges, neutral buoyancy laboratories, and the like. However, this was the first time Zhang Heng had seen a multi-axis trainer.
Judging from the instructor's description, this thing would definitely not be comfortable to sit on. In particular, many observant people noticed that the instructor used the word 'victim' in his last sentence.
Yes, Zhang Heng was sure that his hearing was fine, which meant that the training in front of him was definitely not going to be easy. Everyone had just entered the quest, and they had yet to fully understand their current situation.
In summary, the first person to sit on the machine was undoubtedly at a disadvantage. Everyone wanted to see how the machine worked and how difficult the training was.
Perhaps only the lab rat, the chubby man, did not think so. However, when he saw that the instructor was getting a little impatient, he knew that he had wasted too much time.
At this point, he had no other choice. Seeing that there was no way for him to ask for help, and no other players were willing to replace him, he could only bite the bullet, walk over, and sit on the seat of the trainer.
A staff member immediately stepped forward to fasten his seat belt, and he then retreated to the operating platform not far away.
The sweat on the back of the chubby man's neck soaked his collar. He gulped, opened his mouth, and said, "I … can I …"
"Whatever it is, we'll talk about it after the training is over," the instructor interrupted him with a blank expression, then motioned for the staff to flip the switch.
Accompanied by the sound of mechanical friction, the multi-axis trainer immediately began to spin. Zhang Heng and the others finally understood what the so-called 'cat was thrown into the laundry bucket' meant.
The chubby man in the center seat began to roll along with the machine, his body spinning in the air. And this was just the beginning. Half a minute later, the instructor said again, "Speed up."
The chubby man's head was spinning, and he couldn't tell north from south. This feeling was a hundred times more exciting than being tied to the front of a roller coaster. He had long forgotten why he was here, and all he wanted was to get through this torturous training as soon as possible.
However, things did not go as he wished. The machine did not stop, and the tumbling became more and more intense.
Zhang Heng silently took two steps back, but everyone's attention was still on the multi-axis trainer. Not many people noticed Zhang Heng's small movements. Only a girl with glasses followed him and retreated to the back. After that, she saw that the fat man on the multi-axis trainer could no longer control himself.
His face, which had turned blue, instantly relaxed, and at the same time, a large amount of vomit came out of his mouth.
The people standing in the front were all in trouble, and they were drenched by the gastric juice and food that fell from the sky. One of them was the unluckiest. His mouth was the biggest, and he was thinking about what to do when it was his turn. He did not expect to taste the bitterness in advance.
The staff noticed that the chubby man had fainted, and worried that he would choke on his own vomit, he immediately stopped the trainer. At the same time, the medical staff who had been on standby immediately rushed up, unfastened the seat belt, and dragged the chubby man out of the chair.
While the staff was cleaning up the equipment, the instructor had begun to call the roll again. "Next, Anthony."
The player named Anthony did not look much better than the chubby man before him. Although someone was already the first to eat the crab, the people behind him became even more nervous when they saw how ferocious the crab was.
Compared to the fat guy from before, the guy named Anthony had a better physique. It was obvious that he had been training regularly. The muscles on his arms were bulging, and he should have good combat skills. This gave him more options. He glanced at the stairs and the door on the stairs not far away, but after a moment of hesitation, he sat down on the training machine obediently.
He was not a newcomer to the game, and it was too risky to fight back and escape from this room without knowing what was going on. What's more, their main mission this time required them to go into space. It was not something that could be done with just a monkey. In addition to the astronauts themselves, they also needed a large number of scientists, backup, and ground commanders … No matter how fierce the multi-axis trainer was, it would not threaten their lives. There was no reason to resist by force.
Therefore, Anthony obediently experienced the thrill of his body rolling and spinning in the air. He performed better than the chubby man before him, holding on for half a minute longer. When he got off the trainer, he held onto the escalator next to him and vomited.
"Livingston." The instructor acted as if he did not see it and called the third person's name.
The player by the name of Livingston was the oldest among them. He should be close to 40 years old, and he wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. Unlike Anthony, he looked very cultured, probably belonging to the category of an intellectual. A bitter smile appeared on his face. He had just cleaned off the vomit on his glasses, and when he heard the question, he handed the glasses in his hand to the staff beside him.
"Great! At least we will soon know what everyone had for dinner," the girl who retreated with Zhang Heng muttered in a low voice.
Her words basically represented the helplessness of all the players. By now, everyone understood that no one would be able to escape today.
The roll call was carried out quickly. After all, the people who went up came down quickly, especially the middle-aged man with glasses. He had set an example for the players behind him. Not long after the multi-axis trainer accelerated, he asked the staff to stop. The instructor did not make things difficult for him and asked the staff to turn off the machine.
Although the middle-aged man staggered after he came down, he managed to endure it until he reached the bathroom. Only then did he hug the toilet bowl and vomit. The people behind him learned their lesson and stopped resisting. When they felt that they could not take it anymore, they asked the staff to stop. Finally, they were not as embarrassed as before. However, Zhang Heng noticed that the instructor's brows were furrowed even tighter.
In the end, Zhang Heng was the only one among the seven who had not boarded the multi-axis trainer.
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