Rebirth of the 1980s: The Military Industry Empire

“Niu Niu’s father isn’t here, so I’ll offer a toast with tea in place of wine to thank you benefactors. When his father returns, I’ll have him personally come to express his gratitude,” Zhang Yue said, raising her teacup towards Qin Yang and the others.

The driver who brought Zhang Yue had already left. After all, Zhang Yue wasn't originally qualified to ride in the 212. This time was just an emergency. After the driver dropped her off and saw that the child was found, he left relieved.

The restaurant was in a remote location, and there were no other customers today, only them at this table, making it relatively quiet.

There were five people at the table. Niu Niu, looking at the table full of food, had long started drooling. The fright he had during the day was temporarily forgotten. Nie Xiaoqian was also teasing Niu Niu from time to time. At the table, only the wrinkled Zhang Yue was accompanying Qin Yang and Lin Heping.

Qin Yang raised his glass: "Zhang Gong, it's just a small matter, don't take it to heart. Let's drink this glass of wine, and then let's not mention it again. Lin Ge, let's do it!"

The two picked up their glasses and drank them down in one gulp.

Zhang Yue took a sip of tea, then put down her cup and looked at the others: "Qin Gong, do you have a mission in Nanjing this time?"

"Yes, we have some missions, but the security level is relatively high," Qin Yang replied.

"Oh, then forget it. We are all within the military-industrial system, and we know the confidentiality regulations," Zhang Yue said. "Come on, eat, eat. If there's not enough, we'll order more."

"In recent years, our country's scientific research has been delayed, and there is a big gap with the world's advanced levels," Qin Yang said. "Take airborne radar, for example. It's already the 1980s, and we can still only play with a radar rangefinder, lagging behind by a full twenty years."

"Yes, although our 14th Institute is engaged in ground radar, we also have some involvement in airborne radar. In previous years, we tried to manufacture airborne flat-panel slotted antennas for radar, initially called JL-1A radar. However, because we didn't have precise processing capabilities, we could only use the ground radar method, welding and splicing multiple individual waveguide tubes onto a plane to form an antenna," Zhang Yue said. "As a result, the antenna was too heavy and couldn't be used on aircraft at all, so we had to give up."

Speaking of flat-panel slotted radar, it seems very high-end. Radar waves are radiated through such a narrow slit. In fact, this kind of radar has already appeared and is mostly used by the navy. The rotating fence-like plane on top of the mast is based on this principle. Especially on the old Maozi's warships, almost all of them have one sticking out. Back then, it came to the East with the Modern-class, and then the Eastern warships were also equipped with it in large quantities.

It's just that this one uses waveguide tubes, welded together one by one. It's okay to use on warships, anyway, there's no need to worry about being overweight, but it won't work on fighter jets!

"Zhang Gong, do you understand these things?" Qin Yang pretended to be curious.

"That's right. After graduating from university, I entered the 14th Institute, and my first research project was this radar. In the end, it still failed," Zhang Yue said. "However, there's nothing to regret. After all, only the United States has conquered this technology in the world. Even the European airborne radar uses an inverted Cassegrain antenna."

Speaking of the Su-27 fighter jet, it's always talked about with great interest. The beautiful appearance, powerful engine, and overall design are very perfect. It's just that it was dragged down by the one-ton N001 radar. The old Maozi's technology is too poor to handle flat-panel slotted radar!

In fact, not only the old Maozi couldn't handle it, but Europe couldn't handle it either. The UK and France only conquered this technology in the 1990s. Therefore, the Panavia Tornado fighter jet jointly developed by Europe was divided into two models: the general-purpose fighter-bomber and the UK's dedicated air defense interceptor, which was caused by insufficient electronic technology.

"So, it's very difficult for us to develop this radar. We have to find a way to import a high-precision CNC machine tool from Europe," Qin Yang said.

Zhang Yue stopped breathing: "What did you say? We are going to develop this radar?"

"Yes, we have this plan," Qin Yang said. "We want to find a way to get a prototype and then copy it. There are still many problems now. Forget it, let's not talk about it. Come on, let's continue drinking!"

Nie Xiaoqian had been observing from the side, and she had roughly guessed Qin Yang's idea: to let Zhang Gong take the initiative to request to join the 960 factory and specialize in radar research and development. In this way, even the 14th Institute would have nothing to say!

In essence, it's still the Liangshan recruiting people to join the gang, but this approach is more hidden and more difficult to detect.

Zhang Yue didn't speak. She knew that if she continued talking, she would really leak secrets. However, a huge wave arose in her heart. If this project were really to be established, she really wanted to join!

"Are you from the 607 Institute?" Zhang Yue asked. "I've met comrades from the 607 Institute several times, but I haven't seen you."

"I'm not, I'm from the 960 factory."

960 factory?

Something instantly appeared in Zhang Yue's mind. The Qin Gong from the 960 factory who is so young, there is probably only one!

"You are the Qin Gong who personally turned the 960 factory into the ace of domestic light weapons? The Qin Gong who has developed advanced weapons one after another in the past six months? By the way, you are also the Qin Zong who pulled up Fangbei Industrial Company and started foreign trade?"

"I didn't expect that comrades in Nanjing have heard of me. That's right, I am that reckless youth," Qin Yang said.

Nie Xiaoqian wanted to laugh. Qin Yang introduced himself to others so generously, calling himself a reckless youth. If you were to believe it, it would be too naive.

"Yo, this girl is not bad. How about accompanying a few brothers for a few drinks?" At this moment, an abrupt voice came over.

Qin Yang and Lin Heping raised their heads and looked at the person standing next to Nie Xiaoqian.

His hair was curly, like something out of a latrine. It was already night, but he was wearing a pretentious pair of sunglasses, but he didn't buy expensive, rare aviator sunglasses, he was wearing ordinary sunglasses with thick frames.

It was the middle of winter, and even Nanjing was cold enough, but this person was only wearing a floral shirt, with a special pair of pants: low-waisted and short-crotched, tightly wrapped around the buttocks; the trouser legs were narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, and the length of the pants covered the heels, serving the function of sweeping the floor when walking.

This outfit, at first glance, is definitely a hooligan!

Just after this person finished speaking, a few more people came in from outside, all standing behind him, dressed the same, and all of them didn't look like good people.

These people pulled down their sunglasses, and sized up Nie Xiaoqian with lecherous eyes.

"That's right, we're really scared. I'm afraid it won't be enough to just drink in a while, we have to strip this girl's clothes off..." Another person said, taking out something similar to a water pipe, but one end of it was sawed into an approximately forty-five degree angle, and the tip was triangular, very thin and sharp.

"You..." Zhang Yue wanted to stand up with an ugly face and scold these hooligans. At this moment, there was a snap.

Stupid, big, and rough Su-27 radar