Scholars in the courtyard

In the office.

Mr. Qian and Mr. Ran were silent, running their fingers through the pile of drawings, constantly calculating data one by one.

On the other side, Yang Xiaotao helped Mr. Wang sit on a chair nearby, with a panicked look on his face.

"Uncle Wang, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, I didn't say anything."

"Don't worry, I'll help. I'm obligated to help. Isn't it okay if I don't want your benefits?"

Yang Xiaotao was a little panicked. At the same time, he felt that Comrade Lao Wang was putting on a bitter show, so he quickly tried to persuade him, "You have to think more broadly. The revolution has not yet won. If you go to Marx now, you won't be able to report on your work!"

"Hey...oh..."

As soon as Yang Xiaotao finished speaking, he was slapped on the forehead by Mr. Wang and quickly avoided it.

"Old Wang, you're taking action now, I'm kindly helping you!"

Mr. Wang felt relieved and said, "You bastard, when did I do you any favors?"

"No, no, when did I say I won't do you any favors?"

Mr. Wang was very enthusiastic, but after he finished speaking, he felt something was wrong.

No matter what I say, it feels wrong.

"You, you damn can't speak!"

Yang Xiaotao spread his hands, feeling helpless.

Is this because I can’t speak?

"You~"

Seeing Yang Xiaotao's innocent look, Mr. Wang felt uncomfortable in his chest.

"You were born to eat this bowl of rice!"

At the end of his speech, Mr. Wang said something that left Yang Xiaotao confused!

But after saying these words, I felt much better.

Bang

Suddenly, there was a sound of banging on the table from the side, which startled the two of them.

Yang Xiaotao looked over quickly and saw Qian Lao hitting the table with a hammer, and then said to Ran's father, "Lao Ran, where is the Hongqi data? Do you remember?"

"Remember, Chief!"

Ran's father immediately spoke, "The red flag is eleven meters long and weighs two point six tons. Its maximum range..."

"The missile's boost stage uses solid fuel. It works for about five seconds and can accelerate the missile to supersonic speed!"

"Then the liquid engine will work, and the maximum speed can reach Mach 2.3..."

The two of them talked quickly, recording data one by one on paper from time to time, as if they were working in a state that did not allow the other two to exist.

Yang Xiaotao moved his body and came to sit in front of Mr. Wang.

Mr. Wang also stopped moving.

"Uh-huh!"

Mr. Wang stretched out his finger to make a gesture, and Yang Xiaotao immediately understood and took out half a box of combat from his pocket.

Mr. Wang looked at it and frowned. Yang Xiaotao immediately put it back in his pocket and took out a brand new box of Hardman. Mr. Wang nodded with satisfaction.

Pulling out two sticks, Mr. Wang took them.

Then he quietly turned on the lighter, and the two of them lit it, and then they heard the two people communicating not far away.

"What did they say?"

Mr. Wang didn't understand, so he asked Yang Xiaotao.

"It seems to be missile data and engine data."

"oh!"

"Do you think this can be done?"

Mr. Wang asked again, and Yang Xiaotao blew out smoke gently, "How could I know!"

"Then you're still coming?"

"Isn't it because I don't know?"

Mr. Wang was speechless.

Yang Xiaotao thought of something, "Chief, you just said..."

"What did I say?"

Yang Xiaotao tilted his head, "Nothing!"

I was complaining in my heart, this old guy is really cool.

Mr. Wang felt proud and continued to smoke.

On the other side, Mr. Qian suddenly asked, "If the liquid engine is replaced by a turbojet engine, can the weight be reduced?"

"How much thrust can some engines achieve?"

"The engine's own weight..."

Ran's father frowned after hearing this, and then said, "The turbojet engine uses oxygen in the air. It does not need to carry a catalyst, which can save volume!"

"In addition, if they are of the same volume, the turbojet engine can be directly loaded with propellant, so that the range will exceed that of the fuel engine."

"However, the specific values ​​must be recalculated!"

After Ran's father finished speaking, Mr. Qian suddenly laughed.

Suddenly, the office became quiet.

Yang Xiaotao was chatting with Mr. Wang about the plane. The two of them were talking enthusiastically. Suddenly, they felt that there was no sound in their ears. He quickly shut up and looked around. He saw Mr. Qian picking up the water glass and taking a sip. Father Ran was there. Smiling on the side.

Mr. Wang coughed lightly and stood up, followed by Yang Xiaotao.

"Old Qian, what do you think? Can you do this?"

Mr. Wang asked, Mr. Qian put down his cup and said with a smile, "Whether it can be done, I still have to calculate it!"

"Xiao Yang, I still need your help here!"

Yang Xiaotao nodded after hearing this, "You say it!"

"We need to study it, and we will need your reference for the turbojet engine later!"

"no problem!"

Yang Xiaotao said without hesitation.

"Okay, I'll arrange for people to prepare for the meeting!"

Ran's father left the office immediately.

Mr. Qian came and sat down next to Yang Xiaotao, "Tell me, how did you come up with it?"

Yang Xiaotao sat aside and said with a smile, "I didn't think too much about it."

"It's just that when I was packing up the drawings last night, I accidentally put them out of order. When I looked at them this morning, I realized something was wrong..."

Yang Xiaotao modified his words slightly, "So, this is purely an accident!"

Mr. Wang scratched his head after hearing this, "Why don't we encounter such an accident?"

Yang Xiaotao rolled his eyes and ignored him.

Mr. Qian became increasingly happy, "I think you must have done a lot of work before this accident!"

"Otherwise, even if the order is messed up, it won't be discovered!"

"So, in my opinion, this accident is not correct. If I have to say it, it should be more appropriate to say that it is a flash of inspiration that comes from accumulation of experience!"

Yang Xiaotao didn't expect Qian Lao to say this, but if you think about it carefully, it is true.

There are already several sacks of waste paper to be processed in his space!

Wang Lao looked at Qian Lao, then at Yang Xiaotao, and suddenly felt that the two of them were a bit similar!

"Chief, everyone is here!"

Ran's father walked in from outside, and his efficiency was extraordinary.

"Let's go. Meet our elites!"

Wang Lao smiled and stood up, then said to Yang Xiaotao easily.

Qian Lao also smiled, with pride in his eyes.

Yang Xiaotao followed him out of the office, and he was also looking forward to it.

He also wanted to see what the foundation of the Seventh Machine Department was like.

He followed the three people to a meeting room.

Before getting close, he saw seven or eight guards standing around.

As Wang Lao walked into the room, Qian Lao followed behind him, followed by Ran's father, and Yang Xiaotao followed in, and then began to look around.

The conference room was large and spacious, with rows of tables in two rows, and one or two people sitting in front of each table.

There was a podium in front, and a few chairs were placed diagonally behind it.

Yang Xiaotao followed the three people to the podium. Looking around, there were about thirty people.

And Yang Xiaotao saw a few familiar faces among them.

Director Han Sanfeng of the computer department.

And Director Wang who was in charge of self-destruction.

Of course, I gave him the nickname of Director Self-Destruction last time, and the look he gave him was a little playful.

Yang Xiaotao smiled at Director Wang, and then looked at the others.

Many people present were not young, and most of them were men, with only three or two women.

After scanning the eyes, Yang Xiaotao stood aside.

"Comrades, let me briefly talk about the task."

Old Qian came to the middle and looked at everyone, and there was silence below.

"This is Comrade Yang Xiaotao."

When Old Qian spoke, he looked at Yang Xiaotao, and everyone looked over immediately. Yang Xiaotao smiled at everyone, as a greeting.

"Comrade Yang Xiaotao has provided a new idea for our missiles."

Then Mr. Qian repeated the situation just now, and Father Ran also briefly described the performance of the missiles currently in use.

Everyone was thinking below after hearing this.

Yang Xiaotao looked at the two staff members on the left and right sides of the podium, holding paper and pen and recording quickly.

Mr. Qian gave everyone five or six minutes to think, and then continued, "What we have to do now is to evaluate this possibility and whether it can achieve our expected goals."

"Next, if you have any questions, please ask."

Then Mr. Qian sat on a chair beside him.

Seeing this, Mr. Wang also walked over to the side and sat down. Obviously, this is also a process.

Father Ran stood aside and waited. Yang Xiaotao looked at Father Ran and then at Mr. Qian, not knowing what to do.

Just when he was thinking about whether to sit aside, someone suddenly stood up below.

"Director Ran!"

The visitor was thin and wore a pair of glasses. He stood up and asked, "If the engine is replaced, will it affect the internal structure? Do we need to redesign and re-layout it? Do we need to do performance tests?"

Ran's father nodded, and then the visitor sat down. Ran's father looked at the crowd and said, "Director Hu, tell me about the internal structure."

Soon, Director Hu, who was called, stood up and said, "In principle, changes need to be made when replacing the engine, especially since the engine is different from the original liquid engine. The structure, fuel, circulation method, etc. need to be improved again."

"So I think the design needs to be changed."

"But this also requires providing the parameters of the engine, and specific arrangements will be made according to the specific situation."

Ran's father nodded, "If a redesign is required, how long will it take you to come up with the design drawings?"

Director Hu thought for a moment, "If the engine specifications are designed and manufactured according to the parameters we provide, we can come up with the design drawings in three days, at most three days."

"Okay!"

Ran's father nodded, and then said no more.

After a moment of silence, someone else stood up to ask, but this time the target of the question was Yang Xiaotao.

"Hello, Comrade Yang Xiaotao. I am Xu Fenghua from the power group!"

"Hello, Director Xu."

Yang Xiaotao saw that most of the people who came here for the meeting were directors, so there was nothing wrong with calling him director.

"I want to know if the turbojet engine can meet our requirements."

Yang Xiaotao nodded, "Director Xu, I'm actually not sure if the turbojet engine can meet the requirements, because we haven't designed and manufactured it yet."

"But the HXJ-1 turbojet engine we have manufactured now has a maximum thrust of 8,000 kilograms. If pressurized thrust is used, it can reach 10,000 kilograms."

Yang Xiaotao said the test data of the engine, and everyone below was surprised.

Especially Director Xu, he was talking to the people around him with his body bent, and didn't know what to say for a while.

The meeting hall was noisy for a while, and those who understood introduced it to those who didn't understand, and the expressions of those who didn't understand immediately became exciting after listening.

It was the first time for Mr. Wang and Mr. Qian to hear about it, and their expressions were similar to those below.

Ran's father on the side was calm, because he had known this data for a long time.

But he also knew the confidentiality regulations and didn't tell anyone else.

Now that Yang Xiaotao has said it, it means that everyone present can know it.

"Old Qian, what is the maximum thrust and pressurized thrust?"

Old Wang felt that he didn't know too much, and he was embarrassed when people casually said a term.

Old Qian immediately explained in Old Wang's ear.

"A turbojet engine is to let the flowing air enter the engine through the air intake, and then the air is compressed by the compressor to increase the air pressure, and then these..."

As Old Qian explained, Old Wang's expression became excited like most people below.

"Then, then, then is it faster to use it on missiles?"

Old Wang asked anxiously, but Old Qian didn't know what to say.

And this question is also the question that everyone below wants to ask.