Sol Two Hundred and Seventy-Eight, Correct Way of Disposing Space Trash
Tang Yue nodded, expressing his satisfaction at the outcome.
If the situation permitted, he also wished to bring the precious food and water from the space station; after all, they were the necessities of life.
However, when these resources threatened a safe landing, Tang Yue didn't hesitate in abandoning them.
Biscuits, however good, weren't something to covet—otherwise, one would only choke on them.
"Is the APAS secure enough to hang a twelve-ton Eagle from Orion?" Tang Yue asked. "Once we enter Mars's gravisphere, the strain will be completely different in zero gravity. Will it hold?"