Chapter 677:

He looked at the moon through a peephole.
It's big, big, and it occupies most of his vision. It looks as close as the earth before. He looked at the huge moonlight in awe. This is what people see through a telescope. He often spends a dime to observe it through the six-inch telescope at the City Museum of Science. This is the same vision, but bigger and clearer, so very, very clear.
He can only see a small part of the moon, but it is impressive. Particularly rugged areas are jagged mountains, huge volcanic craters, high walls and wide valleys, long streams and ridges all over the surface.
It shimmered white in the sun, and where the sun could not penetrate, a huge black shadow broke it. However, there are not only whites, grays and blacks here. He saw that there was no earth atmosphere, and there were other more delicate shadows. The sides of some mountains have blue and green hues, and the bottom of more than one crater shows a light green or yellowish spots in other spots. In a small place, he clearly saw the fog on the surface, and saw that the faint ambiguity obstructed the clear line of sight at the bottom of the crater.
He stared at the scene in surprise, and as the rocket turned, the moon slowly deviated from his field of vision. He looked away, thinking.
His reading of the moon in astronomy reading is enough. He knows various theories and the latest conjectures. He knew about the fog, and astronomers often saw signs of clouds, but such sights were rare. No two astronomers happen to look at the same spot at the same time. This is always a person's words, and it can never be predicted or photographed.
He knew that those who specialized in the moon recognized these things and began to accept them as evidence that what was once regarded as the dead world had not completely died. They drew a map of the color changes in certain locations, and could predict that one or two areas were good enough that they could occasionally be evidenced by other areas. Pickering saw many of these color changes and even attributed them to some kind of fast-growing vegetation.
Li Huai remembered that it is now generally believed that the moon has not completely stopped its volcanic activities. He recalled that astronomers had begun to acknowledge the evidence of these mists and further evidence of actual mapping changes in the moon’s topography had proved that there was still some warmth and boiling in the crust of the old moon god.
Then, Li Huai thought that if the moon were so close to him, he might really fall on it!
He glanced and saw part of it again. Already very close. Obviously, the nose of the rocket has indeed been pushed out of the earth’s atmosphere, exceeding its gravitational range. If the moon is elsewhere, perhaps the rocket's nose will turn around and eventually fall back to the earth as Li Huai originally speculated. But accidentally, his orbit in free space, the orbit of the rocket nose cut too close to the moon. The rocket approached dangerously and was caught by the moon's gravity and pulled down.
Li Badi carefully considered this idea and realized that it might be true. He glued his eyes to the peephole, trying to determine where he was.
After a while, he saw the size of the moon gradually increase. The rocket's nose must be approaching the moon. Because the earth no longer fell into the field of vision, Li Huai realized that the nose of the rocket must have been twisted, and must advance to the moon and fall into the moon!
With the end of the space journey, it will now fall faster and faster. It is held in the control of a new world and will accelerate its final destruction like a stray bullet. This will be another meteor spraying onto the surface, immediately flashing into powder!
6. Target: Luna
Now that Li Huai realized the certainty that he would never come back, and he was a man destined to die, a strange change had come. Up to now, he has been cautiously suppressing his inner thoughts, so as to comfort him with the hope that he can safely end the trip. However, although his thoughts are focused on other thoughts, his nerves have been in a state of tension. He felt that he had been on the verge of collapse, and he could barely scream.
But Lee Bad is well trained. His life has never been so easy, and crying is almost certainly freed from the days when he traveled through the hungry and homeless war-torn land as a child. The life of an orphanage lacks the care and comfort of the parents' hands at best, and those who grow up from this kind of nurturing have learned a strong self-control ability as soon as possible, and learned to control the jumping nerves in times of tension and crisis.
Now that he consciously realized that the inevitable crash into the moon had forced him to accept it, Li Badi felt that he had got rid of this pressure. Dead, the doubt has been eliminated. In fact, he felt his mood relaxed and felt that he could make a more calm assessment of his situation.
He retracted as comfortably as possible in the narrow, closet-like space, and considered the matter. He was hungry and thirsty, and this time he ate the second stick of candy without saving anything. At his speed, within a few hours, he suddenly died suddenly, fiery, and bleeding. When he drank more water, he turned this idea over.
He believes that one end of the meteor shower flickered like a blazing tongue, and under the violent blow of the explosion, it crashed toward the dry and dusty surface of the moon. The observation may be spectacular, but he will never know. He wondered if he would see it from the earth.
Suddenly, like an automatic switch being thrown on an electronic relay, his thoughts flooded into his memory. He reads well in the field of astronomy, especially on the moon, and the idea that moved him is: astronomers did not see meteors fall into the moon! They just didn't! Moreover, observing the moon with a powerful telescope is the most accurate. If even a large meteor hit the moon with the same explosive force as the earth, there would be no doubt. In addition, since the moon is the companion of the earth, and our home planet is bombarded by countless meteors every day, the moon must be a target with the same number of targets. Of course, meteors that hit the earth were completely burned by atmospheric friction long before they reached the ground.
However, the moon obviously has no atmosphere...There should be nothing to stop them from beating the moon's face in the continuous heavy rain of iron and rock. The moon meteor should always be visible. But they are not!
So... what happens when his rocket hits the moon?
Li Badi was numb with excitement. Facing death, he knew that even when he was dying, he would obtain at least one cosmic secret that humans don't know now. What's the secret? He used his brain, trying to bring back to his memory all the things he had read about the subject.
He brought back memories of the past. In the past few years, more and more astronomers have begun to believe that the moon is not completely without an atmosphere. People don’t believe there are many of them, but some people point out that most meteors that hit the earth burn at least thirty miles high. The atmosphere at that height on the earth is very, very thin. It is indeed so thin that if the moon has only such a dense air belt, it may not be particularly detectable from the earth, and may not be very different from the surface of the earth-as far as living matter is concerned, it is almost a vacuum-but it Enough to burn the meteor!
Therefore, it seems that his rocket head will be heated to an incandescent lamp in the fragile atmosphere of the moon and burn to ashes before it touches the surface... This is not a comforting idea, he prefers the original concept of impact.
Li Badi smiled to himself coldly. Indeed, the prospects are depressing. He hopes in some way that at least his rocket debris will be scattered on the surface, hoping that one day it will be discovered by future explorers, perhaps hundreds of years from now. They will speculate about it, maybe track it, and in this way know that Li Huai was the first person to reach the moon in his death.
But if you want to rise, even the weak honor will be rejected by him!
He looked through the peephole again. The moon is very close now. He lowered his head and looked at the shaking and frightening scene, the shimmering white in the vast sea of ​​people, with stripes and gray spots, and huge black cracks everywhere. Huge circular crater, jagged gables towering into the clouds, craters in the crater, large and small, broken, craters broke into the boundaries of others, the small one was at the bottom of the big one, cracks and rifts shot from them The base; a jagged mountain range surrounds the lunar landscape; a clearly flat area.
The sun is just above the head, because it is still a full moon, and the glare is very large, marking the setting of the lunar calendar or the rising shadows are not obvious, showing black stunting. However, the moon is not entirely white and gray, because it does lightly color other spots. He himself could see that in some flat places, the yellowish places had a green hue. Yes, there is even a tiny spot on the floor of the crater, and a fuzzy turbid mass, which is only a hazy sign, indicating a certain gaseous mist.
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