Scholars in the courtyard

"When will the engine be made?"

Wang Lao's voice was calm, and even his face was calm, but Yang Xiaotao noticed that Wang Lao was very serious about this.

Even more serious than before.

"Uncle Wang, why are you so anxious all of a sudden?"

Yang Xiaotao understood that the other party was able to wait here for most of the day, so he must be very anxious to come.

Otherwise, it doesn't matter if he waits for another day.

After hearing Yang Xiaotao's question, the calmness on Wang Lao's face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a touch of urgency and helplessness.

After a moment of silence, Wang Lao said, "The gas turbine was made by your factory."

Yang Xiaotao nodded. Although it has not been reported in China yet, the top management must know it.

Especially, Zhou Lao fulfilled his promise and started to allocate manpower the next day. Yesterday, ten masters came to the machinery factory.

Yang Xiaotao personally took them to complete the entry procedures.

In other words, the number of masters in the machinery factory has doubled.

Uh, I'm getting off topic.

Thinking of these, I was just impressed by Mr. Zhou's generosity. At least, compared with the man in front of me, he was much more generous.

Of course, this matter cannot be said.

"Yes, we made two a few days ago and sent them to Shanghai."

"By the way, Mr. Zhou sent someone to tell us yesterday to set up a workshop as soon as possible so that we can continue to produce gas turbines."

"He also said that there are as many ships as there are engines. You don't know that people from the Sixth Machinery Department come to our machinery factory every day and guard the door of the workshop."

"Stop, stop, stop, I'm not listening to you."

Mr. Wang immediately interrupted Yang Xiaotao's introduction. He heard about the fact that Lao Liu gave the machinery factory ten masters. He could only sigh that Lao Liu had quietly accumulated such a generous family background.

I knew I had to go to beg for money earlier.

As for being like Lao Liu, forget it.

Their Seventh Machinery Department is now short of staff. Most of the time, one person is doing the work of two or three people.

Just like Comrade Lao Ran, he has multiple positions.

Can't listen to Yang Xiaotao's nonsense, then look at Yang Xiaotao seriously, "Do you know why this matter is kept secret?"

"Keeping secret?"

Yang Xiaotao is a little confused.

"What do you mean by keeping secret? Isn't it time yet?"

Yang Xiaotao drank a sip of strong tea, suppressed the alcohol in his mouth, and then continued, "Mr. Zhou said that this gas turbine will adapt to the ship for a period of time, so don't make it public yet."

"Nonsense."

Mr. Wang said disdainfully, then took the tea and drank it all in one gulp, and then said to Yang Xiaotao, "He didn't dare to make it public."

"Don't dare? What do you mean?"

Yang Xiaotao picked up the kettle and poured it for Mr. Wang, who winked at the guard next to him, and the guard immediately walked to the door and stood with a gun.

Seeing this, Ran Qiuye also went out and went to the front yard.

The room was silent for a moment, and then Mr. Wang explained, "You know about the last plane bombing!"

Yang Xiaotao nodded.

"Then you still can't guess?"

Old Wang nodded, Yang Xiaotao frowned, and then asked tentatively, "You mean, they are worried that the other party will come again?"

"Worried? Haha."

"Let me tell you, as long as the news here is confirmed, the other party will definitely come."

"And they will use their greatest strength at all costs."

Old Wang said decisively, "Unless, they are all stupid."

Yang Xiaotao took a deep breath, a little unbelievable.

"Can't figure it out?"

Old Wang held the water cup, and Yang Xiaotao nodded.

"Actually, this is easy to understand."

"If the other side wants to live in peace, they have to maintain their advantage on the water. Think about it, if our fleet is more powerful than theirs, if we have thousands of ships, do you think they can still sleep well?"

Yang Xiaotao suddenly realized, "I understand. If they don't want to lose sleep in the future, they have to nip the danger in the bud."

"You are right, in the shipyard."

"By then, I estimate that not only Shanghai, but also shipyards in other places will be targets."

When Mr. Wang said this, Yang Xiaotao had already figured out Mr. Wang's intention.

So he asked, "You came here to know when the design drawings will be made so that you can provide protection, right?"

Mr. Wang nodded.

"The best way to deal with those mosquitoes is our fighter planes."

"But the test flight in Shengjing has not started yet. Even if it succeeds, it will take time to form combat effectiveness."

"So our missiles have become the last guarantee."

"And the other side only needs one incendiary bomb to make all our hard work go to waste."

After Wang Lao finished speaking, he looked at Yang Xiaotao, "We are under a lot of pressure now."

"I can't guarantee when the other side will take action, or in other words, the other side may take action without knowing the exact information."

"What we can do is to complete the deployment as soon as possible."

"And the engine here is a crucial link."

"Understand?"

Yang Xiaotao nodded, "I understand."

"I will complete the design as soon as possible and produce results as soon as possible."

After listening, Wang Lao reached out and patted Yang Xiaotao on the shoulder, "I know this request is a bit difficult, but the enemy will not give us too much time."

"I understand."

"Let's go, Lao Qian has gone to the front line, I have to go back and take charge, and I can't leave for too long."

As Wang Lao said, he walked out, "By the way, you must notify me as soon as possible if there is any news."

"Comrades, everyone is waiting."

"Understood."

Yang Xiaotao did not ask Wang Lao to stay for dinner. He sent Wang Lao out of the courtyard gate, watched him get into the car, and then turned to walk into the yard.

Ran Qiuye came to his side and saw Yang Xiaotao's serious face and couldn't help but worry.

"Don't worry, it's nothing."

Yang Xiaotao comforted him and then walked to the study.

What Wang Lao said was right. The enemy would not leave too much time.

And bad luck, most of the time, will only make things worse and add fuel to the fire.

The last time the Shanghai Shipyard was safe and sound, but it doesn't mean it will be safe next time.

Walking into the study, taking out the design from the space, Yang Xiaotao took out a pencil and then calculated seriously.

Ran Qiuye saw Yang Xiaotao's appearance and knew that her man must be under great pressure on his shoulders.

But all she could do was to make him less worried.

Let him work quietly.

Night falls.

Big man.

In the villa built on the mountain, the sinister old man, wearing thick clothes, stood in front of the window and looked at the night sky in the distance.

Once upon a time, he liked to stand here and look into the distance. Even if he couldn't see the scene on the opposite side, he still imagined the scenery of his hometown.

Once upon a time, the thing he wanted most was to get on the boat and take his people back to the land where he once galloped.

But now, he is afraid.

He is afraid of seeing the vastness, so he can only look into the distance at night.

He is afraid that the other party will come by boat, so he can only do everything possible to stop it.

Stop the other party's boat from flying over.

The cool breeze passed through the window, blowing up the old man's clothes, making his thin body shake.

It's cold at high places.

After closing the window, the old man sat back in front of the chair.

Looking at the information on the table, he fell into deep thought again.

"Is this a trap?"

He tapped on the information with both hands, his face serious.

The last failure was too heavy.

Not only did he lose his trump card Night Owl, but he also ruined his most capable team.

So much so that the action team was a little short of successors.

And the result was just a false news, a bait that they had to bite.

It was not without gain.

A plane successfully returned safely amidst the layers of blockades, which surprised them.

In particular, they learned from the pilot that the opponent's planes could not catch up with the speed and altitude, and the opponent launched a large number of missiles, but he dodged them all.

After reviewing the situation, the military gave a gratifying answer, that is, the performance of the opponent's equipped aircraft was not as good as their 104, and the opponent's missiles should be developed by themselves, with too long reaction time and unable to make precise strikes.

Then the military formulated a series of plans to give full play to their fighter advantages.

This is good news.

At least they have the means to strike the opponent.

Thinking of this, the sinister old man pulled the rope beside him hard.

Lingling

The voice sounded, and the female secretary with a boat-shaped hat immediately walked in with a respectful look.

"Director!"

"Let someone confirm this information."

"Yes!"

The secretary immediately picked up the information on the table and prepared to go out, and then heard the old man's voice again.

"Within a week, there must be accurate information."

The secretary immediately turned around and replied respectfully, "Understood."

Watching the secretary leave, the old man leaned back in his chair and rubbed his eyebrows with his hand.

"This Red Star Machinery Factory is a disaster."

Siheyuan.

Yang Xiaotao also rubbed his eyebrows. He had been busy all day, and he drank a lot of wine at noon.

I couldn't eat at night, so I sat in this study.

At this moment, I looked at the time, and four or five hours had passed.

"Why is it so difficult?"

Looking at the drawings on the table, they were arranged in a mess.

But Yang Xiaotao knew in his heart that these were just the necessary process of eliminating errors.

"No, there must be something wrong."

Sitting up again, Yang Xiaotao recalled the engine design drawings in his mind.

What the Seventh Machine Department needs is a simple turbojet engine.

An engine that can start quickly and then obtain a large initial velocity.

This thing is disposable. Once it is used, there is no chance of recycling.

Recalling the design requirements and various data in his mind, Yang Xiaotao planned to check it again from the beginning.

Creak

The door was pushed open, and Ran Qiuye came in with a bowl of noodles, and then carefully placed it on the table.

Yang Xiaotao put down the pen, let Ran Qiuye walk behind him, and gently rubbed his temples.

"I didn't eat dinner, so I don't know I'm hungry."

"Not very hungry."

Yang Xiaotao leaned back, feeling the touch of softness, and couldn't help closing his eyes.

"Take a rest!"

Ran Qiuye whispered.

Yang Xiaotao opened his eyes and sat up straight, "It's still early, I'll do it for a while."

Ran Qiuye shook his head after hearing this, "Then eat the noodles first."

"Okay."

This time Yang Xiaotao did not refuse, picked up the chopsticks and bowl and ate them.

Soon, a bowl of noodles was finished, Ran Qiuye took the bowl and chopsticks, and kissed Yang Xiaotao on the face.

"Don't be too late."

"Don't worry, I know."

Ran Qiuye nodded and left the study.

"Master, you should take a rest."

As soon as Ran Qiuye left, Xiaowei came out of the lightning-struck wood and flew to Yang Xiaotao's head to persuade him.

At the same time, a stream of energy surged out of her little hand, eliminating the fatigue on Yang Xiaotao's body.

"fine!"

Yang Xiaotao replied and continued to lie on the table, looking at the designs one by one.

From time to time, I take out the previous design drawings from the space and compare them carefully.

Time passed by minute by minute, and it was already past midnight.

Then one o'clock, two o'clock

Ah~~~ha~~~

Yang Xiaotao rubbed his eyes, and tears immediately welled up in his dry eyes to moisten them.

Too sleepy.

Yang Xiaotao felt that if he continued reading, he might hit his head on the chopping board and fall asleep directly.

"Master, rest."

Xiaowei took the initiative to fly out, and then prepared to help Yang Xiaotao clear the table.

She has done this kind of thing a lot.

Every time the owner made a mess on the table, she would clean it up.

"Okay, you clean up, I'm going to use the toilet."

After drinking a bowl of noodle soup, Yang Xiaotao felt his bladder was a little full.

"Good master."

Yang Xiaotao left the study and passed by the bedroom. Ran Qiuye had already laid down and went to the toilet. After some relaxation, he felt much better.

He put on his pants and walked back. He was about to go to bed and suddenly felt that he wasn't sleepy yet, so he walked back to the study.

"Owner!"

Feeling Yang Xiaotao's breath, Xiaowei flew into the air, half of the documents on the table had been sorted.

"Let me do it. Don't get the order wrong."

As Yang Xiaotao spoke, he walked to the desk. Xiaowei sat obediently on his shoulders and reached out to touch Yang Xiaotao's earlobe.

"Look, it turned out to be a mistake."

"This engine is placed under the missile, not on top of the booster engine."

Yang Xiaotao suddenly stopped, stretched out his hand and moved back and forth on several design drawings. Sometimes he put them down, sometimes he adjusted their positions, sometimes his eyes were confused, sometimes he looked surprised, and sometimes he murmured to himself. He asked, "Here, what would happen if the engines were reversed and the order was changed?"