The 72-hour countdown to hell begins! Tiangong-3 was set up by the Stardust organization to kill the trap: the adaptive virus tore the orbital parameters, the quantum ghost gnawed at the communication nerves, the out-of-control robotic arm smashed the anti-cancer particle capsule, and the suicide satellite disguised as space junk was accelerating and crashing... When the modern technological defense line collapsed like paper, and the entire space station was about to fall into the sea of fire with 10 trillion anti-cancer hopes, an archivist holding a cup of coffee stood up.
There are no cutting-edge weapons in Lin Mo's canvas bag, only the "rags" left behind by his grandfather Lin Changfeng: using the backup formula of Dongfanghong 1 to deconstruct the quantum virus like taking apart a sweater; relying on the Panda tape player from the 1980s to pull back the astronauts' calls for help in the electromagnetic storm; letting the Chinese knot perform a "physical dance" in microgravity to tear apart the lies framed around the world; and even using bamboo needles used to repair ancient books to fuse the space bomb hidden in the thruster.
The key fob of the mole Zhang Lei is still flashing, and the letters of the grandfather who were wronged for thirty years are burning in the archives. When Stardust's high-tech killing moves collide with these old objects that smell of Gobi sand, the outcome is already written in the phrase "the simpler the code, the harder it is to crack." In the end, the "dragon trace" painted by the old astronaut, in the palm of the new guardian, illuminated the dignity and inheritance of the nine heavens.
Purpose: Protect the country's space sovereignty, inherit the space spirit, and demonstrate the dignity of the country and the country built by new and old wisdom.