We Live In Nanjing

  Chapter 70 Upgrade

  Banxia spent a whole day digging a big hole and burying the tiger’s body.

She has no shortage of food, nor does she want to taste what the king of beasts is. She just wants to quickly bury this huge rotting corpse. If it doesn’t go down to the ground, all the flies in Qinhuai District will gather for a buzzing meeting. .

  What do you hate most in summer?

  The first is mosquitoes, and the second is flies.

Modern people like Bai Yang certainly can't imagine what Xia Mocheng Lei is. This scene has only been seen in "Children's Fun" written by Shen Fu in the middle school Chinese class.

  And a person in Pinellia, who often burrows in grass, sometimes sees a black mosquito pressed against him, covers his head and face and turns around and ran.

When she compacted and flattened the last shovel of mud, the sky was already dark. Banxia piled a small tomb for the Bengal tiger, not far from Building 11. Kill this tiger. Qinhuai District will have a great future in the future. There will be no second Bengal tiger for a long time, because the Bengal tiger has a huge territory. As the saying goes, there is no room for two tigers. The other tiger should at least be in Pukou District, or even Chuzhou City.

  After all this, her arms were so sore that she couldn't lift them.

  "My hands are sore. I have been digging holes all day today. It is too hard to rely on an engineer shovel." Banxia sighed, "BG4MXH, when can you send me an excavator?"

"How do I deliver the excavator?" Bai Yang rolled his eyes. "Time capsules are not everything. Where can I find a capsule that can fit an excavator? The largest time capsules available on the market are only a few tens of centimeters. Length, no matter how big it is, it is not called a time capsule, it is a safe, OVER."

  "Then make a super-large safe and put the excavator in it! I believe you, you can do it!"

   "You can't buy such a big safe, you have to find a manufacturer to order it." Bai Yang said, "It costs a lot of money, we don't have that much money, OVER."

  "You are saving the world, boy! You can find that...silver..."

  "Bank, OVER."

   "Yes, the bank, ask for money from the bank!" Banxia said, "If it is one million, is it enough? If it is not enough, it will cost ten million."

"Are you asking me to rob the bank? Miss, I'm just a poor high school student. I went straight into the bank and robbed me. I would be laughed at by the salesperson." Bai Yang said, "What about saving the world? Besides, make one The safe that can be driven into by the excavator is at least dozens of tons in weight. It needs a heavy helicopter to lift it. If it is buried in the ground, you can't dig it out by yourself, so you need a heavy helicopter. We have to build another safe to put the helicopter in, and then lift this safe. We need a heavier helicopter. There is no end, OVER."

"Oh…"

  The girl squatted on the chair, pouting her mouth.

Where is the limit of the time capsule? Bai Yang hasn't touched it yet, but neither he nor the father knows that this thing is definitely not a panacea. The big filter is not a fool. You can try to smuggle a small sampan, but a boat. The cruise ship also wants to smuggle, just to be blind.

  In Bai Yang's view, the first factor that limits the time capsule must be the size.

  The time capsule can be enlarged appropriately, but not infinitely enlarged.

  When it is so big, it will definitely be found by the big filter?

  The three laws of time slowly set the conditions for him. Zhao Bowen once said that as long as the three laws are met, the big filter can be avoided. No matter what you want to do, you have to move around within their limits.

   "BG4MSR, we discussed for a long time today, and decided to upgrade your contact means, OVER."

  Stunned over there.

   "Huh? That's that... Image transmission?"

"That is another system. The two plans are independent of each other and advanced at the same time. Building an image transmission link allows the radio station to transmit more and larger data, and building a remote control system allows you to keep it outside. Contact." Bai Yang explained, "Uncle Wang is the leader of the remote control system engineering team, and my dad is the leader of the image transmission system engineering team, OVER."

   "Wow." The girl was a little surprised, "The battle is so big, who are there in the remote control system engineering team? Who are in the image transmission system engineering team?"

   "There are two people in the remote control system engineering team." Bai Yang replied, "The team leader is Uncle Wang, and the team member is me."

  "Where is the image transmission system engineering team?"

  "Two people too, OVER."

   "The leader is your dad, what about the team members?"

   "It's still me, OVER."

  The three people came out with two teams. I have to say that the name of the Emergency Communications Command for Reversing the Future and Saving the World is long and short, which fully reflects the characteristics of a grassroots organization that one person works and two people see.

  "Doesn't this mean that I can see the world on your side?" Banxia became excited, "Awesome, Nanjing in 2019! 2019! Can you show me a picture?"

   "Of course, we also need you to show us the Nanjing city in 2040, OVER." Bai Yang replied.

   "No problem!" The girl started filming, "I will shoot you what you want to see... But will it be difficult to build these two systems?"

  Her voice suddenly dropped again.

   "Can I do it?"

"We are still studying the specific plan. We will follow three basic tenets. The first is simple. It must be simple enough that you can operate it independently. One person can complete it independently. All plans that are too complex are excluded. The second is Stable, the components used must still work normally after twenty years. The third is safe and cannot interfere with the normal operation of the 725 radio station itself." Bai Yang explained in detail to her, "There will be experts who will provide you with technology throughout the process. Support, don’t worry, Miss, we will take care of everything we can do for you, OVER."

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  The next day.

  October 27th is Sunday.

  When Bai Yang got up, Wang Ning and his father were already arguing in the living room. He lazily walked into the bathroom with a toothbrush and towel, and heard a heated argument outside.

  "Have you ever used it?"

   "I have used it, it was a master when I called, the frequency is 439.675, the difference is 9, the subtone is 88.5, I remember it clearly."

  "Is it a pure analog or a digital analog?"

  "This is wrong, this is 100% wrong, do you have a drawing? Find a drawing to see!"

   "Damn, where is this old antique looking for drawings?"

   "Ask in the upper group."

   "Who has this thing?"

   "Does TZM have it? Or ask STD... don't you always have anything..."

  Bai Yang finished washing, came out for breakfast, and greeted the two of them.

  Lao Wang and Dad nodded at him, said it was good for noon, and then turned to argue.

  "Here, I found one, see if it's..."

   "This thing is bullshit."

Soy milk and siu-mai were on the table. My mother was out shopping for groceries. Bai Yang sat down and touched the cup. The soy milk was a bit cold. He took a sip, glanced over the sofa and noticed Wang Ning’s feet. A foam box on which is placed a familiar black amateur radio shortwave station.

  Icom725.

  He blurted out: "725? Did you get another 725?"

  "Second-hand goods received from peers." Wang Ning nodded, "Used as an experimental machine for simulation."

Just like in aerospace engineering, there has always been a backup machine on the ground that is exactly the same as the mission machine. If the mission machine fails, people can immediately simulate the solution on the backup machine. What Wang Ning holds is With the same thought, is there any way to experiment on this insignificant 725 radio station to confirm that it is safe and feasible, and then move to the BG4MSR radio station.

Note that neither Wang Ning and Bai Zhen at this time have realized that Bai Yang and BG4MSR are using the same 725. This key point will not be discovered until Zhao Bowen comes back, although Lao Wang and Lao Bai know that BG4MSR is also using Icom 725. The model is the same as Baiyang, but the rich experience of being an old HAM has caused a misjudgment. In their eyes, Icom725 is really a classic amateur radio station. The stock of abandoning two to five in Nanjing can’t be counted by just two hands. This thing is like a Nokia 1100, you have a Nokia in your hand, and the person you are calling also has a Nokia, which is not surprising.

  Poplar squeezed a siu mai and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing the cold siu mai in his mouth, and asked vaguely: "What should I do next?"

   "Next, we will engage in a relay." Wang Ning said.

   "We must let BG4MSR get an analog relay first." Bai Zhen nodded, "Only we can buy one that is exactly the same based on the model she found."

  "Can the relay be sent through the time capsule?" Bai Yang asked.

"I'm afraid it's difficult. The pure analog repeater is a bit big. Have you seen that thing?" Wang Ning gestured with both hands. The time capsule can be put down."

  "Try to make one?"

"Do you want to find someone to use a steel tube as a time capsule?" Wang Ning thought a little. "First of all, it is difficult to find such a thick steel tube. Put the repeater in. The diameter should be at least thirty centimeters. It's almost as thick as an oil pipeline...so thick that a capsule can be welded out with a welded pipe. Do you know how heavy it is?"

   "Multiple?"

"Don't say forty kilograms less." Wang Ning replied, "How do you carry a capsule weighing more than 40 kilograms, and a large and smooth cylinder? Knownly buried."

  The poplar is choked.

  He will inevitably make some low-level mistakes that ignore the actual operation.

"For a too complicated plan, we use PlanB as an alternative." Dad said, "In fact, it is more convenient for her to find a repeater over there than to send it to us, because the repeater is not easy to break, and no one wants it. "

  "Where is the relay in Nanjing?" Bai Yang asked.

  Papa and Pharaoh pointed out the window at the same time, looking over the stacked residential buildings.

  "Not far, it's on the Purple Mountain."

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   "Hey? On the Purple Mountain?"

  Banxia was a little surprised.

   "Yes, it's on the Purple Mountain." Bai Yang said, "Relay stations are generally located on high places, such as the mountains. Nanjing's 430M relay is located on Purple Mountain, OVER."

   "Twenty years have passed, hasn't it broken yet?"

"According to Uncle Wang and my father, they said that the relay is quite durable. The original working environment is unattended, and there is no battery, so it is not easy to break." Bai Yang scratched his head, "And this thing is nothing. Value, unobtrusive, you can find it, OVER."

  He unfolded a scribbled map in front of him.

  The map was drawn by Wang Ning for him, and it shows the specific location of the relay station.

  Bai Yang turned it around, and finally opened the Gaode map on the phone. Wang Ning's map was less moral than the Gaode map.

  He confessed to BG4MSR while looking at the map, and told her to find a stick—not a Korean, but an antenna, to be precise, a relay antenna.

  Banxia is on the other end, "Uhhhhhhhhh".

Reverse the future and save the world. The emergency communications headquarters of amateur radio decided to use the next week to upgrade Banxia’s communication methods, turning a fixed amateur radio into a mobile phone with camera functions. Once the upgrade is completed, Banxia will be able to do so. By transmitting a large amount of image data to this end, Bai Yang and others will be able to face the ruined world directly.

  (End of this chapter)