Scholars in the courtyard

After President Peng finished speaking, he left the headquarters in the rain and had to go back for a meeting in the afternoon.

Mr. Chen hasn't come back yet, so Yang Xiaotao is the only one sitting in the headquarters in the afternoon.

Yang Xiaotao had no objection to this. These two were originally "busy people" and it was rare to be able to sit in charge of the machinery factory.

Just when Yang Xiaotao was about to go to the cafeteria to eat, Wu Zhe walked in with two lunch boxes.

Yang Xiaotao knew what it meant at a glance.

"Okay, I don't need to go out now."

He took the lunch box and opened it. There were two steamed buns, one braised pork, and one stir-fried cabbage.

Wu Zhe also had the same meal. After sitting down, he said, "Let's talk about something while eating."

Yang Xiaotao said go ahead, but Wu Zhe was also unambiguous.

"Mr. Yang, the manufacturing of this hardware is on track. I see that all factories have started to take action."

"But, as for the aircraft software, I think you have a lot of ideas."

"Especially the operating system, we still use it copied from the alliance, and there is no suitable radar."

Wu Zhe briefly explained the situation, and Yang Xiaotao immediately frowned.

The operating system is copied from the alliance, so there is nothing to say.

After all, domestic experience in this area is mature, and pilots have adapted to it. If another operating system is changed, it is estimated that it will take half a year just to adapt, and at least one year to form combat effectiveness.

But this radar

Yang Xiaotao didn't understand, especially the fire control radar, which was a must-have for future aircraft.

Especially the emergence of missiles, the future of beyond-visual-range combat in the sky.

We can't let fighter jets go up and fight for bullets like before.

"Old Wu, what's going on with this radar? Is there no one that can make it?"

Wu Zhe smiled awkwardly.

"Mr. Yang, this, this fire control radar, domestic research in this area started late. Many of the ones used today are supported by the alliance. Not to mention old, most of them are ground radars."

"There are no more on the plane."

"The aircraft manufactured by our aircraft factory do not have this equipment."

Wu Zhe talked about all the problems he faced.

Yang Xiaotao listened on the sidelines, inserting the chopsticks into the braised pork, and then sighed deeply.

"Does the alliance have supporting aircraft radar?"

Wu Zhe shook his head, "I haven't heard of it yet."

"Then, can we urgently research one?"

"I'm afraid it's too bad. Their own radar is very rough, and they still treat it as a treasure and refuse to give it to us."

Yang Xiaotao was speechless. The "silly, big, black and rough" people in the alliance were really not suitable for such delicate work.

"By the way, are there any fire control radars in the wreckage sent last time?"

Wu Zhe was stunned for a moment, and then thought of something, "Old Wang has always been responsible for this. I'll call him over."

Wu Zhe didn't care about eating and was about to call someone, but Yang Xiaotao grabbed him and shouted to the guard at the door, "Xiao Wang, please call Comrade Wang Xushan."

"yes!"

The guard ran out quickly, and Yang Xiaotao continued to ask, "If there is a radar, will it affect the operating system?"

This is also what Yang Xiaotao is worried about.

Wu Zhe nodded after hearing this, "The impact is certain."

"Now we don't have a suitable radar, so we can only use a range finder to see if the distance is close, and then shoot out the missile."

"If radar replaces the range finder, our pilots may not be able to master it."

"Especially the more experienced pilots."

Hearing what Wu Zhe said, Yang Xiaotao became hesitant again, wondering whether he should choose to use radar.

While the two were waiting, Wang Xushan ran in from outside, patted the rain on his body, and even lifted up his clothes and wiped it on his face.

"Mr. Yang, please find me."

"Old Wang, have you eaten?"

"have eaten!"

Wang Xushan walked aside and sat down. Wu Zhe handed over the cup of water, and Yang Xiaotao took out a cigarette.

"Lao Wang, Director Wu and I were talking about the radar here. What do you think?"

Wang Xushan didn't expect that Yang Xiaotao would ask him about this matter, and he was a little at a loss for a while.

"Mr. Yang, as you know, I don't know much about radar."

"I know."

Yang Xiaotao could tell that Wang Xushan was telling the truth, so he asked again, "Are you responsible for sorting out the wreckage of the plane a while ago?"

"Is there any radar or anything like that in there?"

When Yang Xiaotao said this, Wang Xushan became energetic.

"Yes, yes."

"And there are a lot more. We have sorted them out and put them in the warehouse."

"Walk!"

Yang Xiaotao stood up holding a cigarette, and then the three of them hurried to the warehouse.

After arriving at the warehouse, I saw the cleaned parts neatly arranged, many of them covered with dust-proof cloths.

"here."

Wang Xushan walked to a corner and said, "Mr. Yang, this is a relatively intact radar that we found after screening."

Yang Xiaotao stepped forward and took a look. Overall, it was not very big. It should have been specially developed for aircraft.

Moreover, the books he read about radar during this period also gave him an understanding of these things on the ground.

At the very least, he knows more than Wu Zhe and Wang Xushan.

"How many?"

"We found a total of twelve better ones, and all the comrades tried them, but none of them worked."

"We also asked our electrician comrades to come and take a look. They were soaked in water and the lines couldn't be connected. It was of no use."

Wang Xushan felt a pity on his face when he saw that all the good things on the floor were useless.

"There's also a bunch of scrap parts, all over there."

As Wang Xushan said, Yang Xiaotao looked over there, and then asked, "Does anyone understand this stuff?"

Wu Zhe shook his head, "There are a few in Shengjing, but they only know how to use them."

"Our pilots all use range-finding radars. It is estimated that not many of them will be able to use such 'advanced' gadgets."

"Neither did the people I brought this time."

Yang Xiaotao looked at Wang Xushan again.

The latter scratched his head directly, "Mr. Yang, when we came back from studying abroad, this thing hadn't come out yet."

Hearing what the two people said, Yang Xiaotao knew that there was no hope.

"By the way, what about the two big guys? Do they have them?"

Yang Xiaotao asked hurriedly, thinking of the XB70 bomber that was the focus of research.

"Mr. Yang, the two planes taken together are less than half the size. The equipment inside is seriously damaged and most of the equipment is useless."

"We didn't find the radar system you mentioned."

"Maybe it's damaged."

As Wang Xushan said, Yang Xiaotao walked to a radar that seemed to be intact and looked at it for a while.

As a result, the entire part was stained with rust, some parts were missing a piece, and there were also signs of fire.

Looking at them one by one, they are almost the same.

Finally, he came to one that looked relatively intact. Yang Xiaotao touched it gently, and then started to fiddle with it.

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The two people standing behind him watched Yang Xiaotao twisting the screws with his bare hands without daring to speak. Mr. Yang was very energetic.

Anyone would need a bunch of tools to dismantle a machine, but when it came to Mr. Yang, he only used two fingers.

After a while, Yang Xiaotao removed the outer cover, and then looked at the circuit inside and some torn wires.

This is the signal receiver, this should be the antenna, the thing that emits the shock wave.

Yang Xiaotao looked at each one and muttered.

It's like a door has opened in my mind, and every noun that pops up in my mind is compared with what's in front of me.

At this moment, the experience and knowledge of the sixth-level engineer were quickly integrated in Yang Xiaotao's mind.

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Xiaotao stood up and looked at the large and small components on the ground. Almost all of them could not be dismantled anymore.

At this time, Wu Zhe and Wang Xu stood aside, their faces full of shock.

With this skillful movement, if they hadn't known that Yang Xiaotao had never been exposed to radar, they would have thought that the person standing in front of them was a technician from a radar factory.

"Mr. Yang, Mr. Yang."

Seeing that Yang Xiaotao made no other moves, Wu Zhe asked quietly from the side.

"Uh, what's wrong?"

Yang Xiaotao turned around and asked, the two looked at each other, and then Wu Zhe asked, "Mr. Yang, do you know about radar?"

Yang Xiaotao hummed, "I have read a few radar books, and I understand the basic principles."

"You see, this should be a signal generator, used to generate electromagnetic waves of a specific band, and then irradiate them to lock the target."

"But the circuit inside is burned."

"This is a receiver. It receives the returned electromagnetic waves. It looks like it's broken."

"Then this piece should be the processor, but it's a pity that it's seriously damaged."

"Fuck, every good one."

Yang Xiaotao clapped his hands, and then cursed wordlessly.

Then he looked at the remaining radar ahead and said, "To put it bluntly, the way it works is a closed loop."

“There’s a component in every link.”

"if."

Yang Xiaotao squinted his eyes and thought about something.

Behind him, Wu Zhe and Wang Xushan no longer knew what to say.

Yang Xiaotao understands machinery, and they think he is already very perverted.

But now even radar understands this.

The difference is too big.

"Let's go back. We need to find professionals to do this."

Yang Xiaotao said and led people out of the warehouse.

The two came to their senses, and then hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Mr. Yang, are you saying that you still want to do this, radar?"

Yang Xiaotao nodded, "Yes, if you can do it, why not do it?"

"Of course, your side is going on as normal, we can't hang ourselves from a tree."

"At the very least, we must ensure our basic base."

Wu Zhe walked quickly behind Yang Xiaotao, then nodded, "Okay, let's follow the original plan first."

"We'll see what happens on the radar side."

Yang Xiaotao hummed, then walked to the headquarters, ready to ask Mr. Peng for instructions to see if some radar experts could be deployed.

If possible, make a copycat radar that matches the Baiju fighter.

If not, can you scrape one of these together and use it first?

When the three of them returned to the headquarters, Mr. Peng had not returned yet, but Mr. Chen's car was parked downstairs.

Yang Xiaotao asked the two of them to go about their business and then found Mr. Chen.

Mr. Chen, who had just finished the meeting, was eating in the office. He had not finished eating when Yang Xiaotao came in.

Seeing a lot of rain on Yang Xiaotao's body, he put down his chopsticks and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Chief, you eat first"

"No, you go ahead."

Yang Xiaotao walked aside and picked up a thermos bottle and poured Mr. Chen a glass. Then he sat down and said, "Chief, the production of the aircraft is basically on track now. The next step is to solve the problems wherever they arise."

"Well, I heard that the cooperation between all departments is good."

Mr. Chen said something, and then looked at Yang Xiaotao. He didn't think that the other party was specifically talking about this.

Sure enough, Yang Xiaotao told the situation about the radar.

"Chief, there were many fire control radars on the F104 fighter jets we shot down. Although they are all damaged, it shows that the other party has pointed the way in the development of aircraft."

"This shows that in the development of our aircraft, we need to have fire control radar."

"so what?"

Mr. Chen asked again, and Yang Xiaotao immediately replied, "Chief, I went to the warehouse and took a look. These radars are very likely to be copied."

"And many of the parts inside are universal. If it doesn't work, just ask someone to repair it. If we can get one together, we will make a lot of money."

"Even if it doesn't work, we can still study it and prepare for the future."

Mr. Chen was noncommittal about Yang Xiaotao's idea, but it was not impossible.

After all, it might be useful to shoot down so many planes at once.

"I will discuss this matter with Mr. Peng and will give you an answer as soon as possible."

"Okay, thank you, chief. I won't disturb your meal."

"Thank you for everything, it's all for the revolution!"

Mr. Chen continued to eat with a smile, and Yang Xiaotao quickly left the office.