Scholars in the courtyard

Ministry of Machinery No. 9.

Yang Xiaotao is checking the production progress of Baiju fighter in the workshop.

Before the New Year, Yang Xiaotao gave Wu Zhe the task of producing a Baiju fighter.

Wu Zhe lived up to expectations and actively contacted various local factories. Now the production progress in various places is good, and it is expected to deliver an aircraft before the New Year.

"Ministry Yang, this has been promoted from the machinery factory to the Ministry of Machinery No. 9 at once. The enthusiasm of the comrades is very high."

"Based on the current production progress, with our current scale, the output can be doubled."

"According to the normal production speed, we can produce four to six aircraft a month."

"The superiors gave us the task of producing 50 aircraft a year, which should be no problem."

Wu Zhe stood aside and spoke to Yang Xiaotao, feeling very comfortable.

During this period, he has entered a new role, and this change makes him very satisfied.

Deputy director of the Ministry of Machinery No. 9 Research Institute.

Specially responsible for aircraft production.

At the same time, he also has to preside over the subsequent development of Baiju aircraft.

This kind of work makes his life very fulfilling every day.

Yang Xiaotao looked at the finished aircraft and nodded secretly, "To be honest, I am not worried about the task from my superiors."

"With our current machine level and the accumulation of experience, we will become more and more familiar with manufacturing."

"The production capacity will only increase."

Wu Zhe nodded, Yang Xiaotao was right.

"But, Old Wu, there is something you need to pay attention to."

Yang Xiaotao spoke up and Wu Zhe turned back in surprise, "Director Yang, you say."

Yang Xiaotao took out a piece of paper from his pocket, which was part of the information he had copied from his superiors.

"Look, this is an aerial refueling aircraft."

"Aerial refueling aircraft?"

Wu Zhe took the paper and was a little suspicious.

"Yes, an aerial refueling aircraft is a large aircraft that refuels fighter jets."

Yang Xiaotao said, walked aside with Wu Zhe, and then lit a cigarette and talked about his thoughts.

"The strength of the Baiju fighter is its high speed, but its weakness is its low range. Even with auxiliary fuel tanks, it can only fly for 1,500 kilometers."

"That's it, the airborne time cannot exceed ten minutes."

"The range is too short, so we need this technology."

Wu Zhe put out his cigarette butt, "So, this aerial refueling aircraft must be developed."

"We also need to install a refueling hole on the Baiju fighter, right?"

Yang Xiaotao nodded, "I have other work to do here, so this matter is left to you."

"Don't worry, Minister Yang, I will make the aerial refueling aircraft as soon as possible so that our Baiju can fly farther."

Wu Zhe was full of pride, and Yang Xiaotao was also happy.

At this time, Lou Xiaoe walked in from outside, "Minister Yang, Secretary Li said that Chief Zhang is here, and asked you to go over."

"Mr. Zhang?"

Yang Xiaotao remembered that he had been cheated of 20 Baiju fighters by Mr. Zhang before, and felt a little unhappy.

These old guys are not honest at all.

"I'll go take a look!"

Yang Xiaotao said as he walked out, and then he saw Li Hongfeng walking in from the door behind Zhang Lao, and Yang Xiaotao went forward to greet him.

"Hey, Chief Yang, this name has changed, and it's quite easy to call."

Zhang Lao said as his eyes were already on the plane not far away.

The unpainted fuselage made him feel itchy.

Before Yang Xiaotao could be polite, Zhang Lao came to the front of the plane, "This is Baiju, this is the first time I've seen such a plane."

"It looks good, what's inside?"

"I'll go in and take a look."

Zhang Lao was quick-witted and quick-handed, and he was about to go up after he finished speaking.

Yang Xiaotao was quick-witted and quick-handed, and he grabbed Zhang Lao's arm.

"Hey, Chief, you came here and said a lot, and then you're going up, but I haven't said a word yet."

"Besides, didn't you see that they were working?"

"What are you doing in there? You're just making things worse."

It was Yang Xiaotao's turn to start, and then Zhang stood there, not daring to talk back.

This scene surprised Li Hongfeng, who came with him.

This was also his former chief.

Just looking at the current situation, it's better for him not to interrupt, and then he and Wu Zhe and others stepped back a little to keep a distance.

After Yang Xiaotao finished speaking, Zhang's eyes were still on Baiju.

"Xiaotao, we should have one of these planes."

Zhang looked at the warehouse not far away where another one was being assembled, and asked quickly.

"What are you thinking about? This is a task for the superior."

"Fifty planes, at least one and a half years."

"Your twenty, you should put them in the back."

Yang Xiaotao crossed his arms and said seriously.

"What, one and a half years? No, no, you guys should speed up, we can't catch up with anything in this year and a half."

Yang Xiaotao spread his hands, "There is no way, the production capacity is like this, we can't complete the tasks above."

Speaking of this, Yang Xiaotao sighed again, "If there are still tasks next year, your 20 planes will have to be postponed."

This time, Mr. Zhang's eyes no longer looked at the planes, and he looked at Yang Xiaotao nervously, "Xiaotao, you promised me."

"Yes, I know, I will definitely do what I promised for you."

Yang Xiaotao looked like he remembered, and then said helplessly, "But the matter between us is a private matter, and the task of the superior is a public matter."

"We can't do this kind of thing that sacrifices public for private."

After Yang Xiaotao finished speaking, Mr. Zhang's face fell. According to Yang Xiaotao, as far as the purchasing department and Kong Zhi were concerned, let alone fifty planes, even five hundred planes were just a base.

His twenty planes are probably as old as the monkey year and the horse month.

"Xiao Tao, I'm not asking you to abandon public service for personal reasons, I'm just asking you to help me."

"Don't worry, your help won't be in vain. Just ask me if you need anything."

"real?"

Yang Xiaotao's eyes widened, and Mr. Zhang suddenly thought, this guy couldn't be waiting here.

"Really, as long as I can help, I will definitely help."

Mr. Zhang said through gritted teeth.

Yang Xiaotao then smiled and said, "Then I will ask the workshop to work overtime and strive to complete the superior's tasks next year, and then use the free time to make it for you."

"But this plane is not cheap. You have to reimburse the manpower and material resources."

"It's easy to talk about."

Mr. Zhang immediately agreed, and then looked at Yang Xiaotao, wondering what Yang Xiaotao wanted to do.

"Ahem."

"Chief, our Nine Machinery Department has just been established, and the defense force is still a little weak."

"So I want you to allocate a few people to help fill up the security department."

Zhang Laoyi heard that he only wanted people, not money, which was easy to say.

"Just tell me directly. You just want people. There are a lot of soldiers who retire every year. Give me the number you want and I'll find them for you."

"Uncle Zhang, the person we want is very demanding, so if you step back, forget it."

Yang Xiaotao said with a smile, and Mr. Zhang looked serious, "How tall are you?"

"Special Forces."

Yang Xiaotao said three words, and Mr. Zhang immediately fell silent.

He is also trying to form a special forces team, which is full of good talents.

Seeing that Mr. Zhang was silent, Yang Xiaotao was not in a hurry. Anyway, the plane was a 'private matter'.

Please...you...collect 6...books...!

"I'll go back and think about this, and then I'll look at all ten of you."

Mr. Zhang finally gritted his teeth and said, but Yang Xiaotao was surprised, "What? Ten?"

"You only need to exchange two planes for one?"

As he spoke, he tilted his head to the side, and everyone could see that he was dissatisfied.

"Ten, just ten."

Mr. Zhang is not a fuel-efficient lamp either, he gritted his teeth and said.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaotao knew that talking too much was useless, so he turned around and said, "We want to be good."

"Of course, Lao Zhang, I spit on you and nail you on."

Seeing this, Yang Xiaotao was satisfied. He would probably be very happy if he told Lao Liang then.

"By the way, Uncle Zhang, you came here specially today. You didn't come here just to watch this."

Yang Xiaotao asked about business. Everyone was busy and had no time to hang out.

"I almost forgot about this, Xiaotao."

Mr. Zhang smiled and said, "You should read the information documents issued by your superiors."

"Look here, this plane is awesome."

Mr. Zhang nodded, and then asked, "Do you have any ideas?"

"idea?"

Yang Xiaotao narrowed his eyes, then took out a cigarette, and the two of them took another cigarette.

He felt that there was still room for discussion among these ten people.

"What can I think of? I'm too busy with my own affairs."

Mr. Zhang shook his head, "You will know the problem after reading it. The flight range of Baiju is still too short. It is only 1,500 kilometers, which is just enough to fly to Edo."

"Xiao Tao, look at the people across the street who have put out gas pumps. Do you have any ideas?"

"Gas pump!"

Yang Xiaotao laughed.

Wu Zhe, who was not far away, had a strange expression on his face when he heard Mr. Zhang say this.

His intuition told him that Yang Bu was about to take action again.

Li Hongfeng saw Wu Zhe's expression change and asked in a low voice what was going on.

Wu Zhe lowered his voice and repeated what he just said in Li Hongfeng's ear.

When the two of them looked at Yang Xiaotao and Mr. Zhang again, they couldn't laugh or cry.

Is this considered sending a sheep into the tiger's mouth?

"Ah, yes, it's the gas pump!"

Mr. Zhang didn't notice the curvature of Yang Xiaotao's mouth, but he still said, "Look, if this plane is going to Edo, it will at least fly in circles, but the distance is really unbearable."

"But if we have this aerial tanker, we have to add at least 500 kilometers. Not to mention flying once, even flying seven or eight times is enough."

"So I think it is necessary to make this air tanker."

"How about you."

As Mr. Zhang said, Yang Xiaotao threw the cigarette butt at his feet and twirled it, then raised his head and said, "Uncle Zhang, we really don't have the energy to build this refueling machine."

"Don't mention it, it's just a matter of research. I'll forget about this work. Only you Jiubi can do it."

"Don't put your hat on us. We are really in trouble. Look at these tasks. There are piles of them, but there is no end to them."

"Yes, you are indeed very busy, but this matter is also very important!"

Mr. Zhang said earnestly, "How about I apply for research funding for you?"

"It's not a question of funding."

Yang Xiaotao looked like he was not short of money, and then rolled his cigarette butts with his feet on the ground.

Hearing what Yang Xiaotao said, Mr. Zhang remembered the previous agreement between the two of them and said, "In this way, I will solve the funding problem for you, as much as possible."

"In addition, I will give you ten more people from the special operations team."

"What do you think?"

"Then, why are you so embarrassed?"

Yang Xiaotao immediately smiled, then kindly took out the cigarette and lit it again.

"So, you agreed to this?"

"You've already mentioned this, plus our relationship, if you refuse again, wouldn't it hurt your feelings?"

Yang Xiaotao stepped forward and put his hand on Mr. Zhang's shoulders, "Uncle Zhang, don't worry, no matter how difficult it is for us here, we will allocate manpower to build this aerial tanker."

"Don't worry about this."

Mr. Zhang also had a smile on his face after hearing this. He didn't expect that Yang Xiaotao could be persuaded so easily.

As for the twenty good seedlings, he didn't pay much attention.

After all, everyone from the airborne troops is pretty good.

The two of them cordially stepped forward to check on Bai Ju's production status, and Yang Xiaotao introduced it from the side.

Behind him, Li Hongfeng and Wu Zhe looked at each other, then showed a strange smile.

After several people sent Mr. Zhang out of the gate, Yang Xiaotao asked what was in his heart.

"Uncle Zhang, let me ask, why are you so concerned about this matter?"

Mr. Zhang, who was about to get in the car, stopped, then turned back and smiled at Yang Xiaotao, "This is it."

"When we were fighting in the past, I was thinking, why do those guys dare to bully us?"

"How come you can fly over our heads and drop bombs?"

"At that time, I was looking forward to the day when our plane could fly over and tell them that we were here."

"This can be considered my last wish in this life."

After saying that, Mr. Zhang got in the car and left Jiubu.

Yang Xiaotao stood at the door and watched the car disappear before turning around.

Behind him, Li Hongfeng and Wu Zhe stood there with moved expressions.

"How's it going? Any questions?"

Yang Xiaotao asked calmly, but Wu Zhe nodded excitedly, "No problem."

Patting Wu Zhe on the shoulder, Yang Xiaotao put his hands in his pockets and walked back, "As soon as possible, don't let Mr. Zhang wait too long."

Li Hongfeng came to Wu Zhe and said, "Jiubu is about doing things that others can't do."

Wu Zhe nodded solemnly, "Yes, this is the mission of our Jiubu."