Chapter 1071: Chapter 829: Crash Landing Meanwhile, the piercing sirens exploded suddenly from the Mitra Space Station.
In an instant, the detection screens turned crimson red, and as the radio waves spread and reflected, countless tiny specks of light suddenly appeared on what had been empty screens.
"What is this?"
The station chief widened his eyes: "Missiles?"
"No, much smaller than missiles... the material analysis has come out: wait, iron, nickel, and silicon..."
The observer glanced at the report on the upper right and was incredulous: "Is this a meteorite? A cluster of small meteorites!"
At that moment, the entire Mitra shook violently for an instant.
Solar panel B4 lost signal!
Immediately followed by a shock alarm in the cycle chamber!
Before that, the emergency evacuation procedures had already kicked in, with countless people hurriedly rushing around. The station chief turned back and shouted furiously: "What about the force field? Where’s the force field generator?"
"It’s temporarily shut down due to the parachute deployment," the operator’s face was pale: "It’s still preheating, chief, just five seconds, only five seconds!"
Five seconds—who knows what could happen in those five seconds!
And now, the critical question is...
What to do about the drop pod?
On the screen display, Mitra’s server has instantly calculated the orbit and size of the meteor cluster. It’s no different from other meteorites; after being captured by the Moon’s gravity, it’s drawing closer to the Moon, expected to fall into the Chenghai Area after orbiting once.
But the question is, why didn’t the radar alert earlier?
Only when it was five kilometers away did it respond—five kilometers, which may seem distant to people on Earth, but in terms of space reaction time, it’s already within arm’s reach—urgent and imminent!
The Mitra Space Station was merely on the edge of the meteorite cluster’s orbit, and the drop pod was descending.
In an instant, the server calculated.
—The drop pod is now blocking the meteorite cluster’s path!
"Mr. Huai! Mr. Huai! Can you hear me? Please respond!" The station chief gripped the communicator, repeating continuously: "Emergency situation, please activate auxiliary thrust engines immediately, please conduct evasive maneuvers promptly..."
No response.
The station chief turned, looking at the communication manager; the manager shook his head: "There’s radio interference during the descent process, remote control is impossible."
Amidst the violent shaking, the entire ring-shaped space station trembled like a leaf in the rain, continuously vibrating, with countless detached solar panels soaring silently in the dark vacuum.
Like scales shedding from a devouring snake.
Soon, under the scholars’ control, a transparent repelling shield enveloped the space station, triggering dazzling spots of light and ripples continually in the void.
They are all from the impact of the Iron Stone!
"We must increase altitude; the target of the Mitra Space Station is too large," the observer reported back: "Sir, we need to take emergency evasive action—"
The station chief paused for a moment, painfully closing his eyes.
He made a Mercury Holy Badge over his chest.
Praying for Huai Shi’s safety.
At that instant, sixteen engine nozzles simultaneously burst into flames, pushing the Mercury Space Station to begin climbing towards a higher orbit.
Meanwhile, more silently arriving meteor showers were already rushing into the lunar orbit.
In the camera’s observation, the drop pod was shaking violently.
Suddenly, a burst of flames!
.
.
The sky spun and the earth shifted.
Huai Shi’s vision went dark, followed immediately by intense shaking.
Like being hit hard with a punch.
Such phantom pain emerged from within the shell—not an illusion, but a Resonance from Extreme Interpretation. When the first flash of Death Perception appeared, he even thought the Romans intended to blow him up on the drop pod.
But as the Resonance spread through Extreme Interpretation, enveloping the entire drop pod in perception, he realized the constant impacts landing upon the drop pod.
In the piercing alarm sound, his vision flickered scarlet.
Bleeding in his eyes.
Like floating in dark space, attacked by countless enemies. There’s no need for a large mass to crash, as the momentum accumulated during the long space journey is sufficient for a small meteorite to destroy everything.
Even a meteorite the size of a fingertip would cause irreparable damage to the drop pod.
What the hell is this about?
Huai Shi was not alright, nor was the dog.
What the hell is this? What’s going on? How did things suddenly go wrong?
Wasn’t there nothing going wrong on this trip!