The industrialization of the Guanghan Palace Base is in full swing.

On the side of Outpost 1, repair work has also begun. However, after opening the scientific research cabin B2, Hawke quickly noticed a huge problem.

He pried open the protective layer of the floor and a heat wave emerged from below. Although he was wearing an outboard spacesuit, the situation in front of him frightened him to the extreme.

Swallowing his throat, the radiation detector on the spacesuit was constantly urging alarms, reminding the radiation intensity here exceeded the standard.

But at this moment he was not in the mood to pay attention to the buzzer alarm, but stared at the bottom, covering a large row of pipes with hot melt substances of the nuclear battery.

Especially the three blue painted water pipes have already been exposed to the hot melt substances of nuclear batteries. Due to the cooling of water, many hot melt substances condense on the outside of the water pipe.

This scene made his hands and feet cold, and his body trembled involuntarily.

It's finished!

Damn, I made a fatal mistake.

Hawke's face was extremely pale. He hurriedly opened the hatch door and returned to the scientific research cabin B1. He didn't care about taking off his space suit and ran to the water dispenser immediately.

Wade, who was preparing the materials, asked in surprise: "Man, what's wrong?"

Hawke did not answer, and released a bottle of water on his own, then inserted the probe of the radiation detector into the water bottle.

drop……

507

This red number, like a sharp blade, pierced directly into Hawke's heart, and his body became stiff.

What does this radiation dose mean?

He knew very well that under normal circumstances, if he received a radiation dose of about 450 in the short term, the mortality rate was about 10%.

However, the radiation dose exceeds 500, and the mortality rate is not 20%, nor 30%, or the like, but as high as 100%, which means death is undoubtedly true.

He seemed to have lost all his strength and slowly sat down and leaned against the bulkhead, just like a walking corpse, or at this moment, he was no different from the living dead.

Hawke's pupils were dull. If it weren't for the slightest breathing, he would have thought he was scared to death.

Wade, not far away, was startled by the sudden situation and hurried over and asked, "Hawke, are you okay? What's wrong?"

"We're done! We're done!..." Hawk muttered this sentence.

Wade was still confused and asked, "What happened?"

"Nuclear radiation, our drinking water is contaminated by nuclear batteries." Hawke replied in despair.

"Nuclear radiation?..." Wade was stunned, and then saw the radiation detector and water bottle in Hawke's hand. His heartbeat involuntarily accelerated, and he grabbed the radiation detector and water bottle.

The probe is inserted into the water bottle again.

Drop!507.

Fear, unprecedented fear, suddenly filled Wade's brain: "NO, NO, the detector must be broken."

He ran to the A3 of the living cabin, rushed through the cabinets in a hurry, and found two other spare radiation detectors.

He ran back to the water dispenser and checked the water in the water bottle again.

Drop!507... Drop!507...

Sweat was rising on his forehead, and Wade's eyes were filled with hope of survival, and he tested both water dispensers and washing machines.

The results are almost the same. The water and radiation doses in the entire base exceeded 500, which is a fatal dose.

The final struggle was over, and Wade sat down powerlessly.

There was a silence inside the A1 of the living cabin, with only some instrument lights left, flashing from time to time, and the two of them looked as if they were dead.

What a despair this is.

After more than a month of suffering and hunger, I worked hard to wait for the supply cabin, but I didn't expect that a more unsolvable desperate situation was waiting for the two of them.

Wade turned on his tablet and looked at the family photo album, tears overflowing uncontrollably: "Huh..."

Hawke, who seemed to have lost his motivation, sat for more than three hours before he stood up in dismay, came to the communication platform, and reported their experience to Houston Space City.

At this time, North America was in midnight when it was late at night.

In the moon command center of Houston Space City, several on-duty personnel were yawning while chatting.

Suddenly, the correspondent Rum heard the communication reminder, then turned his chair and saw the outpost 1 just sent a report email, and he clicked to open it.

After more than ten seconds.

"Oh, buy it!"

"What's wrong?"

Rum said in a daze: "There was something wrong with Outpost 1, Wade and Hawke drank water with excessive radioactive substances."

"What?"

"Oh, Buy..."

The others were shocked.

Rum, who came to his senses, immediately notified the supervisor. In less than twenty minutes, a number of NASA executives knew about this.

To facilitate work, NASA's headquarters moved to the near Houston Space City last year, so as soon as the Moon Command Center reported, NASA executives immediately learned about the relevant situation.

The director George, who rushed over, and Frank, the head of the moon plan, contacted Hawk directly.

After the two sides communicated for half an hour, George's face was extremely difficult to see. He also felt weak all over. He sat in the chair for a while before he raised his head and asked:

"Frank, what about your opinion?"

Lifting his glasses, Frank sighed: "Hey! I have no choice. If they are on Blue Star, they can still treat them, but now they are on the moon and have been drinking nuclear-contaminated water for a while."

George also knew that after drinking a large dose of nuclear contaminated water, there is no clean water at the moon base, and the ending between Hawke and Wade is basically a foregone conclusion.

"Depending on the amount of nutrient solution in the supply compartment, if you drink the nutrient solution alone, it can only last for about 12 days, once..." Frank could no longer say.

"12 days..." George fell silent again.

12 days are short but not short, but not long.

The day before yesterday, NASA just revised its plan, delaying the launch time of the Heavy Falcon, and plans to transform several space capsules.

George weighed the pros and cons, and if the plan was temporarily modified, the heavy Falcon transport was replenished for 18 tons and completed within 12 days, it could barely be able to do it.

But doing so is destined to be a loss-making deal.

Frank, who was beside him, knew it very well.

After all, Outpost 1 is already destroyed, and radioactive substances have entered the water circulation system. Even if the source of radioactive pollution is cut off now, the water is replaced again, and the radioactive substances remaining in the pipelines, drinking water makers, and filters still have huge risks.

The more difficult problem is the physical condition of the two astronauts.

According to the radiation dose they receive in their bodies and their physical condition at this time, it is estimated that they will have serious deterioration for up to 7 to 15 days.

Now NASA has no way to transport them back to Blue Star. In fact, Frank has planned to abandon the two of them. Even if he sends them back, he will definitely die.

With the current arrangement of NASA's launch vehicle, it is necessary to wait until around December 8 before it can squeeze out a spacecraft.

By December 8, I guess everyone is completely cold.

Although everyone knew that Hawk and his two were bound to die and planned to give up on their two and the base of the outpost 1, no one spoke first.

This kind of thing is not suitable for anyone to say.

Finally, George made arrangements: "I will report to the board of directors first, Frank, Evos (the head of the Lunar Command Center). You can comfort the astronauts and block all the news at the same time. I don't want to hear this news on the news, do you understand?"

"Okay." Frank nodded.
Chapter completed!