Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 2020 Drawing fire from the bottom of the cauldron
"Bastard!"

The man roared, and the microphone in his hand was thrown heavily to the ground, shattering into pieces in an instant.

After returning from the woman, he kept an eye on every move in the machinery factory.

Also know what's happening on stage.

He also thought about sending people to interfere, or using more radical methods to disrupt the other party's progress.

But the people who were sent out have disappeared without a trace and have not returned yet.

He knew that there must be an invisible network protecting these people.

By mid-afternoon, when the matter at the machinery factory was over, he realized that if the machinery factory could not be suppressed, it would become a holy place for workers in the future. At that time, let alone suppressing it, they would not even dare to move.

The other party may even launch a counterattack against them.

Passive, too passive.

So he went to the newspaper, hoping to use his influence to interfere with the spread of news, preferably to make a big thing small.

They are good at this kind of publicity.

But unexpectedly, he overestimated his influence.

I also underestimated the other party's professional ethics.

Hey~
The man sighed deeply, and as he watched the clock tick by one o'clock, he felt a sudden pain in his head.

"no solution anymore."

"too late!"

At the same time, Mr. Zhang rolled up his sleeves in the office.

Not long ago, Mr. Huang called him.

I originally thought they were talking about what happened at the machinery factory today. After all, the spirit of the Three Studies was a hot topic around here, and there were crowds of people around the machinery factory, so it would be hard for him not to know.

However, this spirit of the three studies does have its merits.

Just like the innovative spirit of the machinery factory, if their Third Ministry of Machine Building had this ability, they would not have failed to complete the task until now.

Let’s look at the machinery factory. It has accomplished so much over the years with this spirit.

Just as he was about to accept Mr. Huang's surprise, what the other party said really shocked him.

Wrong design!
In other words, the design drawings provided by Yang Xiaotao are very sophisticated, and the parts produced are also sophisticated parts.

It took three years to polish the overall design, and it is definitely not shoddy.
The information I got from Mr. Huang is completely different from that from Mr. Qin.

He didn't suspect that Mr. Qin did it on purpose, because there was no need to do so.

Of course, the machinery factory would not deliberately give him a fake drawing to fool him.

There must be something he doesn't understand.

Thinking of this, Mr. Zhang picked up the phone and made a call.

At this time, Lao Qin probably can’t sleep.

Seventh Machinery Department.

Mr. Wang was walking in the factory with his coat on.

I haven't been sleeping well these days. I lie down and sleep for a short while before I wake up in the middle of the night.

Then he strolled around the factory twice before returning to the rest area to lie down.

Others may not understand, but the senior officials of the Seventh Ministry of Machine Building all knew that Mr. Wang was heartbroken.

I feel sad that half of the resources are gone, and I feel sad that the original meat has been taken away by others.

But there was nothing they could do about it. The other machine departments hadn't noticed it before, so they were able to turn a blind eye and reap the benefits.

Now, everyone is not a fool, and naturally no one will do something like buying the box and returning the pearl.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty factory area. Instead of being afraid, Mr. Wang felt an indescribable sense of peace.

The big guy standing tall, the thick and sturdy barrel, and the thought of the scene of launching it, just looked at it and made him feel warm inside.

It would have been great if this thing had been available thirty years earlier.

Old Wang walked forward and touched the cold metal, his eyes full of heat.

"Old Wang, I knew it was you."

A voice suddenly came from beside him, echoing in the empty workshop, and scared Mr. Wang.

"Old Qian, why haven't you slept yet?"

Seeing that it was Mr. Qian, Mr. Wang hurried forward to speak.

"You haven't slept either, have you?"

Mr. Qian smiled, then looked at No. 2 not far away, "You're watching it again. You watch it hundreds of times a day, and you don't get tired of it."

But Mr. Wang shook his head. "It's so beautiful. Hundreds of times won't be enough."

"I can't wait to sleep with it in my arms."

Qian Lao shook his head, "I dare not give it to you, please don't break it."

"Stingy! Can I break it?"

"can!"

"Hey, you're a man."

The two men leaned on No. 2's cold body and joked. In a corner not far away, two guards looked at each other, then smiled and lowered their heads.

They have seen this scene many times.

"I still feel uncomfortable!"

Mr. Qian suddenly spoke, and Mr. Wang was startled, then curled his lips, "What do you think? So many, and they're gone in an instant, how can I feel comfortable?"

After listening to this, Mr. Qian nodded and said, "That's true. This would be hard for anyone."

"Yeah, every time I think about how our share was taken away by someone else, I feel like a piece of my heart is being cut by a knife."

"Stop, stop, stop."

Mr. Qian quickly stopped Mr. Wang from talking, saying that if he continued to complain, he would not be able to sleep tonight.

"I came to see you tonight because I have a solution to tell you."

Mr. Wang's eyes widened immediately, and then he asked hopefully, "Did you deal with Director Ran?"

Qian was stunned, then smiled bitterly, "Can you please stop targeting Director Ran?"

"I noticed he was avoiding you these days."

"You think I'm willing? This is the only solution."

"He has a good son-in-law. What's wrong with being a little filial to his father-in-law?"

Mr. Wang acted as if it was a matter of course, which left Mr. Qian speechless.

He is the only one who said this.

"They have already given us a lot of filial piety. You can't just fleece one sheep."

Old Wang opened his eyes and understood what Old Qian meant. "Old Qian, what do you have in mind?"

Qian smiled and said, "I told you about the missile design direction a while ago. Now we mainly use rocket engines."

As Mr. Qian spoke, Mr. Wang gradually had some idea.

"After careful consideration, I found that this small missile can be powered by a turbojet engine, which is much more effective than a normal aerospace engine."

"If this missile is developed, we can install it on aircraft to enhance air superiority."

"You know, the Thunderbolt missiles we are using now are just short-range air-to-air missiles. The short range means that the enemy can attack first." "If we make missiles with longer range and faster speed, it will greatly improve our air combat capabilities."

"Moreover, this turbojet engine can also be used together with a rocket engine, which will make the speed faster and the range longer."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

After hearing so much, Mr. Wang still didn't understand what Mr. Qian meant, so he interrupted and asked, "Mr. Qian, you said so much, what do you want to say?"

"How can it be solved?"

Mr. Qian took a deep breath. He was speaking excitedly, but his expression lacked any professionalism.

I'll discuss this with Director Ran later.

But it’s the middle of the night now, so I’d better finish my conversation as soon as possible so that I can go to sleep.

"What I mean is that we can use the engines made by the machinery factory as missile engines."

"What? Use theirs?"

Mr. Wang exclaimed immediately, then quickly fell silent, and then smiled again.

Looking at Mr. Qian, I was full of surprise.

"In this case, we have launched a new project. The higher-ups will definitely support it, especially those bird people. Won't they all come running over to call us grandpa?"

"And this is a good idea. Let them produce it and we'll assemble it."

"We will definitely give you some benefits, but that is a task assigned by our superiors and has nothing to do with us."

“We just saved a lot of money.”

"Hahaha, Lao Qian, this is really cutting off the source of the trouble. I like it!"

"Hey, I find that you scholars have so many tricks up your sleeve."

“One by one on weekdays.”

"Are you done yet? Go to bed."

Mr. Qian didn't want to bother with this guy anymore and prepared to leave.

Mr. Wang hurried to catch up, but he was in a much better mood this time.

"But Lao Qian, I heard from Lao Qin that their engine doesn't seem to be working well."

Mr. Wang suddenly thought of something and asked hurriedly.

After hearing this, Mr. Qian waved his hand nonchalantly, "That's not important."

"If it really doesn't work, let's let the Third Machine Department do it."

Mr. Wang suddenly opened his mouth in surprise.

Looking at Mr. Qian walking away, I muttered to myself.

"This scholar is really thinking three steps ahead when he is plotting and scheming."

"But I like it."

After yawning, Mr. Wang put his hands behind his back and walked towards the rest area.

In the dark valley, there are rugged rocks all around and the grass and trees are cold.

In the valley, in the experimental station.

Teams of soldiers wearing protective clothing and gas masks are guarding each important place in an orderly manner. Any stranger who comes in will be controlled.

Of course, in this environment, the chance of a stranger appearing is very small.

So they were more concerned about preventing the people inside from sneaking out.

This kind of thing has happened before.

In this claustrophobic environment, many people who can't stand it choose to escape.

But they forgot that how could anyone leave in such a highly confidential situation?

So anyone who escaped was quickly caught and taken away, never to be seen again.

As for where he went, no one knows.

scoff~~~
The electric gate slowly opened, and a group of people wearing thick protective clothing walked out. After they came out, the electric gate closed again.

Then everyone came to the disinfection room and let the disinfectant clean them.

Then men and women separated and went to the locker room, took off their protective clothing and threw it into a special collection iron bucket. After covering the lid, everyone entered the next disinfection room.

Only after the whole body is disinfected and cleaned will clothes be put on.

The whole process lasted more than half an hour. The guards on duty would withdraw only after everyone left the laboratory.

"Stationmaster, the commander is waiting for you."

As soon as he came out, the station manager in charge of this research experiment received a notice from his secretary.

"Chief?"

"which one?"

Seeing the stationmaster's indifferent expression, the secretary hurriedly whispered, "It's our top boss."

"What? Why didn't you say so earlier?"

After saying that, the stationmaster stuffed the notebook into the secretary's hand and said, "Help me organize the data."

Then he ran out in a flash.

Just as he was leaving the house, he turned back and asked, "Where is it?"

"Number three!"

The secretary said something, and the person had already run away.

In conference room number three.

A white-haired old man stood with his hands behind his back, looking serious.

There were two other figures in the room. One was wearing a military uniform, had a square face and big eyes, and was stout and sturdy.

The person next to him was dressed more casually, not as strong as the former, wore a pair of glasses, and was very quiet.

bang bang

There was a knock on the door, and then the stationmaster pushed the door open cautiously and walked in.

"Commander, something has delayed me."

The stationmaster introduced, and the old man turned around.

Then two scars on his cheeks and burn marks on his face were revealed.

This face is creepy to look at.

But none of the three felt disgusted, instead they looked at them respectfully.

"I saw it. How's your experiment going?"

The white-haired old man sat down, and the other three followed suit.

Upon hearing the question, the stationmaster immediately said, "The experiment went smoothly. The foreign viruses have begun to weaken. We have figured out the mechanism of action and have preserved it for further research in the future."

The white-haired old man nodded slightly, then looked at the young man and said, "Comrade Lu Xurong, now we have a very serious task for you, and the organization hopes you can do it."

The webmaster took a deep breath and looked at the eldest and second in command standing beside him. Both of them showed a hint of envy in their eyes. He immediately understood that this must be a good thing.

"Resolutely complete the task."

Stationmaster Lu Xurong shouted loudly, and the old man's eyes were full of relief.

"The mission is simple. We need people to go to the West and collect their blood."