my scientific age

Chapter 246 The eyes are the traitors of the soul!

The question Yu Hua asked was exactly the situation that was deeply troubled by Zhuang Qianding.

What should I do?
Conceal or report?

As a top mechanical expert, Professor Zhuang is by no means a fool. His family knows his own affairs. If he reports the news of vertical deep hole drilling to Gongxian Arsenal or above, I am afraid that the first person to know about this situation will be the Japanese.

The main feature of vertical deep hole drilling is to ensure high efficiency under the requirements of drilling accuracy, although the drilling accuracy is far less than that of German drilling machines and American drilling machines, it is worse than the high processing efficiency.

High processing efficiency means high output, high output means more weapons and equipment, and more weapons and equipment are equivalent to combat effectiveness.

This vertical deep hole drilling machine has extremely high military application value. For the country, after I have this equipment, I can not produce so many barrels. Once the critical moment comes, I can immediately increase the output.

If it fell into the hands of the Japanese, the consequences would be disastrous.

With the Japanese character, as long as they understand the function and value of vertical deep hole drilling, they will not only frantically snatch the technology of vertical deep hole drilling machines, but also target Professor Zhuang Qianding as the designer.

But if it is concealed and not reported, then the vertical deep hole drilling machine cannot reflect its own value and play the role of high-efficiency deep hole processing.

In terms of value, the vertical deep hole drilling machine must be used in the field of rifle production in order to reflect the greatest value.

"This……"

Hearing Professor Zhuang Qianding's answer, Yu Hua frowned slightly and couldn't think of a good solution for a while.

As Professor Zhuang said, the security line of defense on our side is like a sieve. Once the news is reported, the information of the vertical deep hole drilling machine may be placed on the Japanese table for the first time, causing big trouble.

The current situation is that Professor Zhuang, who developed the vertical deep hole drilling machine technology, is like a child walking on the street with a piece of gold, and has no ability to protect this achievement.

As for myself...

Sorry, neither did.

All kinds of technical achievements with practical application value basically use the vest Zhang San as a cover, and the theoretical results can barely be given to themselves.

There is only one reason for such a situation - China is weak.

There is no strong motherland to back it up.

"This question is not urgent for the time being. I haven't finished the finishing work of the vertical deep hole drilling. Yu Hua, are you worthy of my trust?" Zhuang Qianding shook his head, staring at Yu Hua, his words suddenly changed, revealing a serious meaning.

"It's worth it." Yu Hua was stunned when he heard the question. Seeing the expression on Zhuang Qianding's face, he suddenly understood and straightened his body.

silence.

Dead silence.

Zhuang Qianding looked at Yu Hua's eyes through thick glasses.

Deception and lies require a face, but the eyes are the traitors of the soul!

Whether a person is lying can be judged by the eyes.

Through Yu Hua's eyes, Zhuang Qianding saw passion, loyalty, perseverance, and the emotion that came from the depths of his heart - love.

This is not the so-called love, but the love of the motherland as a Chinese.

"Yu Hua, there are two copies of vertical deep-hole drilling technology in the world. One is in this technical document, which contains complete vertical deep-hole drilling drawings and five types of deep-hole gun drilling drawings, and the other is in my head. Here, if there is an accident in the future, promise me that you will ensure that this vertical deep hole drilling technology is used in the defense of the motherland, and must not be obtained by the Japanese or any invaders."

Zhuang Qianding took out the documents he carried with him, looked at Yu Hua, and spoke solemnly, as if explaining the future, and said slowly: "It may not have such a great effect, and the drilling accuracy is not as good as others, but it cannot be a Japanese and a foreigner. The help of other invaders to invade China."

After that, he handed over the entire technical data of the vertical deep hole drilling machine to Yu Hua.

Zhuang Qianding did not say what to do with another vertical deep hole drilling technology, because there is no need to describe it.

"Professor Zhuang, I promise you."

Hearing these words, Yu Hua fell into silence, a sense of shame flooded his heart, and his whole body flowed, his right hand clenched into a fist, and he said straight.

Now, China is so weak that it is no longer possible for Zhuang Qianding, a scholar of China, to announce new technologies in an open and aboveboard manner.

It's a shame, an invisible but real shame.

Professor Zhuang Qianding did not dare to report because he was afraid that the vertical deep hole drilling would fall into the hands of the Japanese. Professor Zhao Zhongyao lost the Nobel Prize in Physics for the discovery of antimatter because of his Chinese identity.

This is the price of a country's weakness.

"You are the person I chose, and the person I can absolutely trust in my heart. Although we have only known each other for less than a month, Yu Hua, protect this technical information." Professor Zhuang Qianding looked at Yu Hua and instructed.

The reason why Yu Hua, a student of the Department of Mathematics, an elective course in general education, was chosen, rather than a student of this major and a school professor, was because Zhuang Qianding believed in his own intuition.

If the probability of other students or school professors leaking the vertical deep hole drill is 1%, then the probability of Yu Hua, a student, leaking is only 0.01%.

"Students will never live up to your expectations." Yu Hua responded.

Seeing this, Zhuang Qianding finally had a smile on his face, and he no longer had any worries in his heart. His words were relaxed and natural: "For the rest of my life, we will start the class."

"Yes, Professor." Yu Hua was stunned when he heard the words, and then he bowed and saluted with respect.

I have no class today, but it doesn't matter.

In the laboratory, a mechanical engineering elective course started only by the head of the department, Zhuang Qianding, and Yu Hua, a student of the Department of Mathematics.

After more than an hour, Yu Hua said goodbye to Zhuang Qianding, who was sleeping in the rest room of the laboratory, and returned to the Nuclear Physics Laboratory with the technical materials of the vertical deep hole drilling machine in his arms.

Flip, read.

After 10 minutes, Yu Hua lit a match, ignited the technical data made of paper, and destroyed all the embers after they were fully burned.

This is secrecy in the physical sense.

At this moment, the entire vertical deep hole drilling machine drawing and five deep hole gun drilling drawings are all recorded in his mind, which also means that Yu Hua has mastered this new technology specially applied to high-efficiency deep hole processing.

"Professor Zhuang, please rest assured." Yu Hua looked at the gray powder on the ground and whispered to himself.

When the words were over, he took out the new blueprint in the drawer and continued to study the most important oxygen lance in oxygen blowing furnace technology.

This vertical deep hole drilling machine technology is very important, and the research and development of oxygen blown furnace technology is even more important. If you want to make China strong, you must work hard all the time.

Come on, Yu Hua.

……

In the early morning, the sky is blue, clear and clear.

Princeton is a rural city located between New York and Philadelphia. It is located in the Delaware Plain. The city area is small, about five or six square kilometers. A Delaware River flows around Princeton, and the water is clear and clean.

The whole city is filled with a quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

The world-famous Princeton University and the Princeton Institute for Advanced Study are located here.

A white driver drove a postal car that was not very fast along the highway, facing the early morning sun, and drove into the Princeton Post Office. Soon, letters were sorted and sorted into resident mail and university. Mail, university mail is subdivided into student mail and mathematics annual report submission mail, and the postman is responsible for sending them to different places.

Countless manuscript submissions are sent to Princeton each year, but these submissions often end in the same way, with only a very lucky few making it through.

Before long, several postmen took the mail to different places to deliver the mail.

"Starting a new day, fortunately, there are only a dozen or so today." At about [-]:[-] in the morning, Kyle, the primary review editor of the Mathematics Annual Report, came to the editorial department, stretched his waist, opened the mailbox of the annual report, and glanced at the submission emails stored in it. , slightly happy.

It seems that today I should be able to drink a cup of afternoon tea comfortably and enjoy a leisurely afternoon.

(End of this chapter)