Scholars in the courtyard

"Asshole!"

The man roared angrily, and the microphone in his hand was thrown to the ground hard, shattering instantly.

After returning from the woman's place, he followed every move in the machinery factory.

Also aware of what happens on stage.

He also thought about sending someone to interfere, or using more radical methods to disrupt the other party's progress.

But the people sent out have just disappeared into the sea and have not come back so far.

He knew that there must be an invisible net protecting these people.

In the middle of the afternoon, after the work in the machine factory was over, he realized that if the machine factory could not be suppressed, the machine factory would become a holy place for workers in the future. At that time, let alone suppressing, they would not dare to move.

The opponent can even counterattack them.

Passive, too passive.

So he approached the newspaper and wanted to use his own influence to interfere with the spread of news. It would be best if he could turn a big issue into a small one.

They are good at publicity in this area.

Unexpectedly, he overestimated his influence.

He also underestimated the professional ethics of the other party.

Alas~

The man let out a long sigh and watched the clock tick past one o'clock, his brain aching.

"There is nothing we can do."

"Too late!"

At the same time, Mr. Zhang rolled up his sleeves in the office.

Not long ago, Mr. Huang called him.

He originally thought he was talking about what happened at the machine factory today. After all, the spirit of the Three Studies was making a fuss around the place, and the machine factory was surrounded by a sea of ​​people. It was difficult for him not to know.

However, this spirit of three studies does have merit.

Just like the innovative spirit of a machinery factory, if their third machine department had this ability, they wouldn't have been unable to complete the task until now.

Look at the machinery factory again. With this spirit, so many things have been done over the years.

Just when he was about to accept Huang Lao's surprise, what the other party said really shocked him.

The design is wrong!

In other words, the design drawings given by Yang Xiaotao are very sophisticated, and the components produced are also sophisticated components.

Even the overall design drawing took three years to polish. It is by no means shoddy.

The news I got from Mr. Huang was completely different from Mr. Qin.

He didn't doubt that Mr. Qin did it on purpose, because there was no need.

Of course, the machinery factory would not deliberately fool him with a fake drawing.

There must be something he doesn't understand.

Thinking of this, Mr. Zhang picked up the phone and dialed.

At this point, Lao Qin probably couldn't sleep.

Seventh Machinery Department.

Mr. Wang was walking in the factory area with his coat on.

Some people have trouble sleeping these days. After lying down for a while, they wake up in the middle of the night.

Then I walked around the factory twice, and finally returned to the rest area and lay down.

Others may not know it clearly, but the senior officials of the Seventh Machinery Department know in their hearts that Mr. Wang is distressed.

I feel sad that the resources have been reduced by half, and I feel sad that the original meat has been given away.

But there's nothing that can be done about it. The other machine departments didn't notice it in the past, and they were still able to take advantage of it.

It's okay now, everyone is not a fool, so naturally they won't do anything like buying a casket for a pearl.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty factory area. Not only was Mr. Wang not afraid, but he felt an indescribable peace of mind.

The tall erected body, the thick thick tube, and the thought of launching it made his heart warm just looking at it.

It would have been great if this thing had been available thirty years ago.

Mr. Wang stepped forward and touched the cold metal, his eyes filled with heat.

"Old Wang, I knew it was you."

A voice suddenly came from beside him, echoing in the empty workshop, which startled Mr. Wang.

"Old Qian, why aren't you sleeping yet?"

Seeing that it was Mr. Qian, Mr. Wang hurriedly stepped forward to speak.

"Aren't you asleep too?"

Qian Lao smiled, then looked at No. 2 not far away, "I'm watching it again. I watch it hundreds of times a day and I don't get tired of it."

Mr. Wang shook his head, "It's so beautiful, hundreds of times won't be enough."

"I can't wait to hold it in my arms and sleep."

Qian Lao shook his head, "I don't dare to give it to you, don't let me break it."

"Stingy! Can I break it?"

"able!"

"Hey, you're a guy."

The two were joking while leaning on No. 2's cold body. In the corner not far away, the two guards looked at each other, then smiled and lowered their heads.

They have seen a lot of this scene.

"I still feel uncomfortable!"

Mr. Qian suddenly spoke, Mr. Wang was startled, and then curled his lips, "What do you think? There are so many, and they are gone all at once. Can I feel comfortable?"

Mr. Qian nodded after hearing this, "That's right. It would be uncomfortable for anyone to leave this matter to us."

"Yeah, every time I think about the share that originally belonged to us being taken away by others, my heart feels as if a piece of it has been cut off with a knife."

"Stop, stop, stop."

Mr. Qian quickly stopped Mr. Wang, and if he continued to complain, he would not have to sleep tonight.

"I'm looking for you tonight because I have a solution to tell you."

Mr. Wang quickly widened his eyes, and then asked with hope, "Have you taken care of Director Ran?"

Mr. Qian was stunned, then smiled bitterly, "Can you please stop trying to take advantage of Director Ran?"

"These past few days, I think he has been avoiding you."

"You think I am willing? There is no other way."

"He has a good son-in-law. What's wrong with this filial father-in-law?"

Mr. Wang looked like he was taking it for granted, which made Mr. Qian speechless.

He was the only one who said this.

"They have already given a lot of gifts, and you can't just fleece one sheep."

Old Wang opened his eyes and understood what Old Qian meant, "Old Qian, what do you think?"

Old Qian smiled and said, "I told you about the missile design direction a while ago. Now we mainly use rocket engines."

As Old Qian talked, Old Wang gradually got some ideas.

"After discussion, I found that this small missile can be powered by a turbojet engine, which is much better than a general aerospace engine."

"If this missile is developed, we can install it on the plane to enhance our air superiority."

"You know, the Thunderbolt missile we are using now is just a short-range air-to-air missile. The short range means that the enemy can attack first."

"If we make a missile with a longer range and faster speed, it will greatly improve our air combat capability."

"Moreover, this turbojet engine can also be used with a rocket engine, which will be faster and have a longer range."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

After listening to so much, Mr. Wang still didn't understand what Mr. Qian meant. He interrupted and asked, "Old Qian, you said so much, what do you want to say?"

"How can it be solved?"

Mr. Qian took a deep breath. He was talking excitedly and had no professional qualities at all.

I'll discuss it with Director Ran later.

But it's the middle of the night now, so I'd better finish it as soon as possible so that I can go to bed.

"I mean, we can use the engines made by the machinery factory as missile engines."

"What? Use theirs?"

Old Wang exclaimed immediately, then quickly fell silent, and then smiled again.

Looking at Old Qian, he was full of surprise.

"In this case, we have opened a new project. The higher-ups will definitely support it, especially those birdmen, they will all come to call me grandpa?"

"And this is a good idea. Let them produce it, and we assemble it."

"We will definitely get some benefits, but that is a task assigned by the superiors, and it has nothing to do with us."

"We just saved a lot of investment"

"Hahaha, Old Qian, this is cutting off the firewood from the bottom of the pot, I like it!"

"Hey, I find that you scholars have so many tricks in your stomach."

"On weekdays, one by one."

"Are you done, go to bed quickly."

Old Qian didn't want to bother with this guy anymore and was ready to leave.

Old Wang hurriedly followed, but he was in a much better mood at this time.

"But Old Qian, I heard from Old Qin that their engines don't seem to be very good."

Old Wang suddenly thought of something and asked hurriedly.

After hearing this, Mr. Qian waved his hand indifferently, "Those are not important."

"If it doesn't work, let's let the Third Machine Department do it."

Mr. Wang suddenly opened his mouth wide, looking surprised.

Looking at Mr. Qian walking away, he muttered in his heart.

'This scholar is really looking three steps ahead when it comes to conspiracy and intrigue. '

'But I like it. '

After yawning, Mr. Wang put his hands behind his back and walked towards the rest area.

In the dark valley, the surrounding rocks are rugged and the grass and trees are cold.

In the valley, in the experimental station.

Teams of soldiers wearing protective clothing and gas masks neatly guarded various important places. Any strangers who came in would be controlled.

Of course, in this environment, the probability of strangers appearing is very small.

So they are more on guard against people inside sneaking out.

This kind of thing has happened before.

In this claustrophobic environment, many people who can't stand it choose to escape.

But they forgot that in such a highly confidential situation, how can people leave?

So the people who escaped were quickly caught and taken away from here, and never appeared again.

As for where they went, no one knew.

Tsk~~~

The electric door slowly opened, and a group of people wearing thick protective clothing came out from inside. After they came out, the electric door closed again.

Then everyone came to the disinfection room and let the disinfectant wash them.

Then men and women separated and went to the locker room, took off their protective clothing and threw it into a special iron bucket for collection. After covering the lid, everyone entered the next disinfection room.

After the whole body was disinfected and cleaned, clothes were put on.

The whole process lasted more than half an hour. After everyone left the laboratory, the guards on duty would evacuate.

"Stationmaster, the chief is waiting for you."

As soon as he came out, the stationmaster in charge of this research experiment received a notice from the secretary.

"Head?"

"Which one?"

The secretary looked at the stationmaster's indifferent expression and whispered, "It's our top one."

"What? Why didn't you say it earlier?"

After saying that, the stationmaster stuffed the notebook into the secretary's hand, "Help me sort out the data."

Then he ran out in a flash.

But just after leaving the door, he turned back and asked, "Where is it?"

"Number three!"

The secretary said, and the person had already run away.

In the meeting room number three.

A white-haired old man stood with his hands behind his back, looking serious.

There were two other figures in the room, one wearing a military uniform, with a square face and big eyes, a sturdy body, and a burly figure.

The person next to him was dressed more casually, not as sturdy as the former, wearing a pair of glasses, and was very quiet.

Bang bang bang

There was a knock on the door, and then the stationmaster pushed the door carefully and walked in.

"Commander, something delayed me."

The stationmaster introduced, and the old man turned around.

Then he showed two scars on his cheeks and burn marks on his face.

This face is creepy.

But none of the three felt disgusted, but looked at it respectfully.

"I saw it, how is your experiment?"

The white-haired old man sat down, and the three sat down beside him.

When he heard the question, the stationmaster immediately said, "The experiment went very smoothly. The viruses abroad have begun to weaken. We have figured out the mechanism of action and saved it for further research in the future."

The white-haired old man nodded slightly, then looked at the young man and said, "Comrade Lu Xurong, now there is a very serious task for you. The organization hopes you can do it."

The stationmaster took a deep breath and looked at the eldest and second brother on the side. Both of them showed a touch of envy in their eyes, and immediately understood that this must be a good thing.

"Complete the task resolutely."

Stationmaster Lu Xurong shouted loudly, and the old man's eyes were full of relief.

"The task is very simple. We need people to go to the West to collect their blood."