In order to complete this space satellite remote operation and repair mission, Yan Feifan has many preparations, mainly three parts.

First, establish a three-dimensional and three-dimensional accurate model of the damage.

To achieve this, the safety engineer provided Yan Feifan with a lot of detailed information, including high-definition photos of the damaged areas taken from different angles, three-dimensional perspective computer simulation drawings, design drawings of the damaged areas, physical models of the damaged areas built in one to one ratio, equal-scale satellite models, etc.

The second is to establish an accurate operation model for repairing robots.

This is also the most difficult point.

Because the maintenance robot suffered some damage when landing on the satellite in space, the movement of the two robot arms had some deformation.

What provides the main data support for modeling is a detection video of a maintenance robot taken by a maintenance spacecraft for fifty-one seconds.

In addition, the health engineer also provides design parameters, test data and videos for repairing the robot for reference.

The third is to be familiar with the operation of maintenance robots.

The safety engineer provided Yan Feifan with a maintenance robot of the same model and size, controller and manual for familiarity and practice.

Time is tight and task is heavy.

Yan Feifan, who was arranged in a quiet office with a size of over 100 square meters, was placed in a quiet office. Faced with a lot of information and preparations, he stuffed a large piece of dark chocolate into his mouth, and put on an oxygen inhalation mask on himself, entering the state of overclocking of his brain...

Just as Yan Feifan was nervously preparing, a middle-aged bald man wearing a white coat and a test suit came to the general's office.

"You are determined to make a last try?"

The general looked at the haggard and red eyes in front of him, frowned slightly, and reminded: "Mr. Zheng, you have to know that compared to yesterday, there is no visual support provided by the maintenance spacecraft."

The man who was called Zheng Gong said in shame: "General, I know it was my indecision and missed the best opportunity."

"But in another five hours the satellite will cross the critical point, so we have to try to repair it."

"What if it succeeds!"

After hearing what he said, the small flame that rose in the general's heart suddenly went out again, and he realized that he was thinking too much.

This guy came here and volunteered to do it this time, just to bet, but in fact he was still not sure at all.

The general said lightly: "Mr. Zheng, we invited a master to come and repair it. He is preparing and you don't need to take the risk and try it."

After pausing, he persuaded again: "You have been working hard to prepare for this for the past few days."

"Go back and take a hot shower and have a good night's sleep."

Zheng Gong was slightly stunned and asked, "General, is he better than me?"

The general said vaguely: "He has the talent to remember everything he sees, and his hands are known for his precision and precision."

"And, according to our understanding, he has a much faster thinking speed than ordinary people and is very good at spatial simulation and analysis."

"Overall, his ability is more suitable for completing this task..."

Hearing this, Zheng Gong said with a look of guilt: "General, it's all my fault."

"If I had the courage to admit my shortcomings earlier and decided to give up and let this master work with the help of the spacecraft's vision, then his success might have been greater."

The general sighed and comforted him: "Mr. Zheng, you don't have to blame yourself, it's not your fault."

"You have tried your best."

"Mr. Zheng, go back and rest."

Zheng Gong straightened his body and said, "I can still hold on for five hours."

"I can't sleep if I don't see the final result..."

After a while, Engineer Zheng left in a loneliness, Engineer Wei came to the general's office to report.

"General, so much information, Dr. Yan just took a look and threw it aside. He had only learned about it two or three times."

"Now, he has entered the so-called 'meditation' stage."

Zheng Gong hesitated for a moment and said bluntly: "General, I always feel that Dr. Yan's preparations are a bit...perfunctory."

The general waved his hand and said, "Don't doubt people, don't doubt people."

"Doctor Yan is known as a medical genius. None of the patients treated by him failed the surgery."

"Mr. Zheng, Dr. Yan has real skills."

Zheng Gong nodded lightly and said, "I admire this courage first if I don't say anything else."

"I didn't see him worrying or nervous about such a difficult and arduous repair task. In one sentence, just do it."

The general smiled gently and said, "It is said that surgeons have a big heart that ordinary people do not have. As a top surgeon, Doctor Yan naturally has a bigger heart."

He sighed regretfully again: "If Master Zheng could be as fearless as Dr. Yan."

Wei Gong defended his colleagues: "This is because Zheng Gong is clear about the important value of satellites, and his ideological pressure is too great."

The general sighed again and said, "I hope this time, this doctor Yan can bring us miracles and surprises..."

This time, the general and the guards were not waiting for a long time.

Nearly forty minutes later, Yan Feifan walked out of the office and said that he was ready.

The general wanted to say that there was enough time and he could prepare slowly, but when he saw that Yan Feifan was not only as pale as paper, but also was sucking oxygen hard, he immediately ordered and started to repair it immediately.

Yan Feifan was taken to a satellite control center full of various instruments and equipment for repair work.

In order not to affect Yan Feifan, everyone, including the general, retreated to the backup satellite control center.

Here, they can see Yan Feifan's remote repair operations from different angles, and closely monitor the status of the satellite.

Once Yan Feifan is successfully repaired, they can also issue instructions to the satellite in this control room as soon as possible...

The general noticed that Yan Feifan on the screen was repeatedly sliding in a straight line for nearly a minute to repair the operating handles of the robot's four control robot arms.

With doubts, he couldn't help asking, "What is he doing?"

"Is this the repair already started? That's that simple?"

Wei Gong whispered: "General, Doctor Yan is verifying and correcting the operating model of the maintenance robot."

As he said this, the Wei Gong pointed with his finger, and a piece of the divided picture on the large screen.

There are a lot of broken stripes in this picture, which is a shot delivered by the maintenance robot in real time.

The general then noticed that with each sliding of Yan Feifan, there was a slender tip of a mechanical leg, slowly passing through the broken picture.

After two or three minutes, the general noticed again...

Yan Feifan's hand left the robot's control handle, then adjusted his sitting position, and slowly closed his eyes.

Next, Yan Feifan once again held the control handle of the maintenance robot with his left and right hands.

The general knew that the real restoration work had begun.

At this moment, he couldn't help but hold his breath, fearing that his breathing sound would affect Yan Feifan, who was separated by several explosion-proof walls dozens of meters away...

At this moment, Yan Feifan was in a wonderful state.

He was in outer space.

In front of him was the huge broken through hole of the satellite, and the damaged lines inside were clearly displayed in front of him.

He himself sat in the transparent cab of the maintenance robot, with four robot arms equipped with maintenance and thermal welding devices on both sides in front of him.

Yan Feifan knew that this was in his own fantasy world.
Chapter completed!