Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 2150: Elite Efficiency

Chapter 2150: Elite Efficiency

in the office.

Old Qian and Mr. Ran were silent, their fingers running through a pile of drawings, constantly calculating data.

On the other side, Yang Xiaotao helped Mr. Wang sit on a chair, looking a little panicked.

"Uncle Wang, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, I didn't say anything."

"Don't worry, I'm helping you. I'm helping you out of obligation. Isn't it okay if I don't ask for any benefits from you?"

Yang Xiaotao was a little flustered, and at the same time felt that Comrade Lao Wang was playing a self-torture role, so he quickly spoke to persuade him, "You have to think broadly. The revolution has not yet won. If you go to Marx now, you won't be able to report your work!"

“Ouch… Ouch…”

As soon as Yang Xiaotao finished speaking, he was patted on the forehead by Mr. Wang and he quickly dodged.

"Old Wang, you're still taking action. I'm helping you out of good intentions!"

Wang Lao felt relieved and said, "You bastard, when have I ever given you any benefit?"

"No, that's not right. When did I say I wouldn't give you any benefits?"

Mr. Wang spoke in a loud and clear voice, but after he finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong.

Anyway, it doesn't seem right.

"You, you know how to speak!"

Yang Xiaotao spread his hands, feeling helpless.

Is this because I can’t speak?
"You~"

Seeing Yang Xiaotao's innocent look, Mr. Wang felt uncomfortable in his chest.

"You were born to do this!"

At the end of his speech, Mr. Wang said something that left Yang Xiaotao confused!

But after saying this, I felt much better.

Suddenly, there was a sound of pounding the table, which scared the two of them.

Yang Xiaotao looked over and saw that Old Qian smashed the table with a hammer, and then said to Ran's father, "Old Ran, where is the data of Hongqi? Do you remember it?"

"Remember, Chief!"

Father Ran spoke immediately, "The Red Flag is 11 meters long, weighs 2.6 tons, and has a maximum range..."

"The missile's boost stage uses solid fuel and works for about five seconds, which can accelerate the missile to supersonic speed!"

"Then the liquid engine will work, and the maximum speed can reach Mach 2.3..."

The two of them spoke quickly, recording data on paper from time to time, and their working state seemed to be unaware of the existence of the other two.

Yang Xiaotao moved his body and sat down slightly closer to Mr. Wang.

Mr. Wang stopped moving.

"Uh-huh!"

Old Wang stretched out his finger to gesture, and Yang Xiaotao immediately understood and took out half a box of Combat from his pocket.

Old Wang took a look and frowned. Yang Xiaotao immediately put it back in his pocket and took out a brand new box of Hardman. Only then did Old Wang nod with satisfaction.

He pulled out two and Mr. Wang took them.

Then he quietly opened the lighter and the two of them lit it. Only then could he hear the conversation between the two people not far away.

"What did they say?"

Mr. Wang didn't understand and asked Yang Xiaotao.

"It seems to be the missile data and engine data."

"Oh!"

"Do you think this can be accomplished?"

Wang Lao asked again, Yang Xiaotao exhaled lightly, "How would I know?"

"Then you're still coming?"

"I didn't know that I came here!"

Mr. Wang was speechless.

Yang Xiaotao thought of something, "Commander, you just said..."

"What did I say?"

Yang Xiaotao turned his head away, "Nothing!"

I complained in my heart, this old guy is so stingy.

Mr. Wang, however, was feeling proud and continued smoking.

On the other side, Mr. Qian suddenly asked, "If the liquid engine is replaced with a turbojet engine, can the weight be reduced?"

"How much thrust can some of these engines achieve?"

"The engine's own weight..."

Father Ran frowned after hearing this, and then said, "Turbojet engines use oxygen from the air, so they don't need to carry a catalyst, which can save space!"

"In addition, if the volume is the same, the turbojet engine can be directly loaded with propellant, so the range will exceed that of the fuel engine."

"But the specific values ​​still need to be recalculated!"

After Father Ran finished speaking, Old Qian suddenly laughed.

Suddenly, the office became quiet.

Yang Xiaotao was chatting with Mr. Wang about airplanes. They were talking excitedly when suddenly he felt that there were fewer sounds in his ears. He quickly shut up and looked, and saw Mr. Qian pick up the water cup and take a sip, while Ran's father was smiling beside him.

Old Wang coughed lightly and stood up, and Yang Xiaotao followed him.

"Old Qian, how about this, can we do it?"

Old Wang asked, and Old Qian put down his cup and said with a smile, "We need to calculate whether we can do it or not!"

"Xiao Yang, I still need your help here!"

Yang Xiaotao nodded and said, "You go ahead!"

"We need to study it, and we'll need your reference opinions on turbojet engines later!"

"no problem!"

Yang Xiaotao said without hesitation.

"Okay then, I'll go arrange for someone to prepare for the meeting!"

Father Ran left the office immediately.

Mr. Qian came and sat down next to Yang Xiaotao. "Tell me, how did you come up with this idea?"

Yang Xiaotao sat aside and smiled, "I didn't think too much about it."

"It's just that when I was sorting out the drawings last night, I accidentally put them in the wrong order. When I looked at them this morning, I found that they were wrong..."

Yang Xiaotao slightly modified his words and said, "So, this was purely an accident!"

After hearing this, Mr. Wang scratched his head and said, "Why don't we encounter such accidents?" Yang Xiaotao rolled his eyes and ignored him.

Mr. Qian was getting happier. “I think you must have done a lot of work before this accident!”

"Otherwise, even if the order is messed up, it won't be discovered!"

"So, in my opinion, this accident is not correct. If I have to say it, it should be more appropriate to say that it was a flash of inspiration that came out of a long period of accumulation!"

Yang Xiaotao didn't expect Mr. Qian to say this, but when he thought about it carefully, it was true.

I have to deal with several sacks of waste paper in my own space!
Old Wang looked at Old Qian, then at Yang Xiaotao, and suddenly felt that the two were a bit similar!

"Commander, everyone is here!"

Father Ran walked in from outside and was extremely efficient.

"Let's go. Meet our elite!"

Old Wang stood up with a smile, then spoke to Yang Xiaotao in a relaxed manner.

Mr. Qian also smiled, his eyes full of pride.

Yang Xiaotao followed him out of the office, feeling a little excited.

He also wanted to see what the Seventh Ministry of Machine Building’s strengths were.

Follow the three people to a meeting room.

Before I got close, I saw seven or eight guards standing around.

As Old Wang walked into the room, followed by Old Qian, then Ran's father, and Yang Xiaotao followed in and began to look around.

The conference room is large and spacious, with rows of tables arranged in two rows, and one or two people sitting at each table.

There is a podium in the front and a few chairs diagonally behind it.

Yang Xiaotao followed the three people up to the podium. Looking around, there were about thirty people.

And Yang Xiaotao saw several familiar faces among them.

Director Han Sanfeng of Computer.

There is also Director Wang who is responsible for self-destruction.

Of course, I gave him the nickname of "Self-destructive Director" last time, so the look he gave me was somewhat amusing.

Yang Xiaotao smiled at Director Wang, then looked at everyone else.

Many of the people present were quite old, and most of them were men, with only three or two women.

After looking around, Yang Xiaotao stood aside.

"Comrades, let me briefly explain the mission."

Old Qian came to the middle and looked at everyone. There was complete silence below.

"This is Comrade Yang Xiaotao."

When Mr. Qian spoke, he looked at Yang Xiaotao, and everyone looked over there. Yang Xiaotao smiled at everyone as a greeting.

"Comrade Yang Xiaotao provided a new idea for our missiles"

Then Mr. Qian repeated what had happened, and Ran's father also gave a brief description of the performance of the missiles currently in use.

After hearing this, everyone was deep in thought.

Yang Xiaotao looked at the two staff members on each side of the podium, who were taking notes quickly with paper and pen in their hands.

Mr. Qian gave everyone five or six minutes to think about it, and then continued, "What we need to do now is to evaluate this possibility and see if it can achieve our expected goal."

"Below, if you have any questions, please ask."

Then Mr. Qian sat on a chair nearby.

Seeing this, Mr. Wang also walked over and sat down. Apparently this was also a procedure.

Ran's father stood aside waiting. Yang Xiaotao looked at Ran's father, then at Mr. Qian, not quite sure what to do.

Just when he was thinking about whether to sit down aside, someone suddenly stood up below.

"Director Ran!"

The man was thin and wore a pair of glasses. He stood up and asked, "If we replace the engine, will it affect the internal structure? Do we need to redesign and rearrange it? Do we need to do performance tests?"

Father Ran nodded after hearing this, and then the visitor sat down. Father Ran looked at the crowd and said, "Director Hu, please tell me about the internal structure."

Soon, Director Hu, who was called by name, stood up and said, "In principle, changing the engine requires changes, especially since the engine is different from the original liquid engine, the structure, fuel, circulation method, etc. all need to be improved."

“So I think the design needs to be changed.”

"But this also requires providing engine parameters, and specific arrangements will be made based on the specific situation."

Father Ran nodded, "If a redesign is needed, how long will it take for you to come up with the design drawings?"

Director Hu thought for a moment and said, "If the engine is designed and manufactured according to the parameters we provide, we can come up with the design drawings in three days, at most three days."

"it is good!"

Father Ran nodded and said no more.

After a moment's silence, someone stood up again to ask, but this time the target was Yang Xiaotao.

"Hello, Comrade Yang Xiaotao, I am Xu Fenghua from the Power Group!"

"Hello, Director Xu."

Yang Xiaotao could see that most of the people coming here for the meeting were directors, so there was nothing wrong with calling them director.

"I want to know whether the turbojet engine can meet our requirements."

Yang Xiaotao nodded. "Director Xu, I'm actually not sure whether the turbojet engine can meet the requirements, because we haven't designed and manufactured it yet."

"But the HXJ-1 turbojet engine we have manufactured now has a maximum thrust of kilograms. If pressurized thrust is used, it can reach kilograms."

When Yang Xiaotao announced the engine's test data, everyone below was surprised.

Director Xu, in particular, was bending over and talking to the people around him, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

The venue suddenly became noisy. People who understood introduced the content to those who didn't, and the expressions of those who didn't understand immediately became interesting after listening.

Mr. Wang and Mr. Qian also heard about it for the first time, and their expressions were similar to those of the people below.

Ran's father, however, remained calm, because he had known the data for a long time.

But he was also aware of the confidentiality regulations and did not tell anyone else.

Now that Yang Xiaotao has said it, it means that everyone present can know it.

"Old Qian, what's the deal with the maximum thrust and pressurized thrust?"

Mr. Wang felt that there were too many things he didn't understand, and he would feel embarrassed when someone just mentioned a noun.

After hearing this, Mr. Qian immediately started explaining in Mr. Wang's ear.

"A turbojet engine is one that draws air into the engine from the air intake, compresses it through the compressor, increases its pressure, and then transfers it to the engine."

As Mr. Qian explained, Mr. Wang's expression became excited, just like most people below.

"Then, then, then wouldn't it be faster to use it on missiles?"

Mr. Wang asked anxiously, but Mr. Qian didn't know what to say.

This is also the question that everyone below wants to ask.


Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like