A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

Chapter 244 The brilliance of vacuum tubes shines eternally!

The red brick house had a terrazzo floor covered in dust.

A figure collapsed heavily on it.

Looking at the high-powered radio emitting sparks, Old Wang, his face full of menace, handed a telegram to Xiao Liu.

"Niannian, what does it say on this?"

Xiao Liu stammered as he deciphered the telegram. "Oh, they really look down on us, using plaintext. Hmm, it says we're in dire straits and need the Alliance's rescue."

"The following text says that air fryer production has suddenly increased dramatically? And that we've developed a new computer?"

"Then there are things like 'the operation failed.' I don't understand the rest! I only know the gist of Russian."

"Gan!"

Old Wang looked around and said, "You pack up, I'll go back and report!"

"These traitors!"

Meanwhile, in a certain department of Da Mao's family.

Inside the opulent room, two people were talking.

"Comrade Petrov, here is a telegram that the mole just sent back. I think you will be interested in what it mentions."

"Oh? Comrade Sergeyev, are you one of our expatriates, here again asking us to take a tougher stance so they can cross the border smoothly?"

"No."

"Then there's no need to say more. My current priority is manpower; Siberia is desperately short-handed!"

"It's about computers!"

"A computer? Oh, my dear Comrade, could it be that our friends in the south have managed to develop that 104? Hahaha, let's not talk about the specific numbers yet, let me guess, have they managed to get this computer to perform 1 calculations per second?"

As he spoke, Petrov stood up and handed him a glass of wine.

"Giving them our blueprints was a mistake; it was a desecration of vacuum tube computers! Do you know how fast their 103 is?"

"30 times per second! That's one-third of our design parameters!"

"Hahahaha!" Petrov laughed for a while, clutching his stomach, then looked at Sergeyev, who remained unsmiling, and shrugged helplessly.

“My friend, you’re so unromantic. I’m ready, so here’s the number. But you should understand that we should divide the numbers they announce by ten, after all, you know what the Great Leap Forward was like.”

Sergeyev handed over the message he had just received.

"No, Comrade Petrov, this information is something they haven't released. We lost several moles because of it, so I think it has some value. Please analyze the specific situation."

Petrov first poured the glass of wine that Sergeyev hadn't taken into his mouth before lazily accepting the paper.

"Come on, let me see what funny things will happen to my Southern friends who are used to boasting."

"What garbage intelligence, Sergeyev? Your mole needs a serious overhaul! A mere 3 square meters in size, yet its processing speed is comparable to Minsk's?"

"You're kidding! Your mole only sees the paper tape machine or the magnetic drum memory."

Sergeyev frowned: "Really?"

"Of course, my friend. You don't think our friends in the south have more advanced technology than we do, do you?"

"Although they are smart and hardworking, which of their technical skills wasn't provided by us? We know their situation inside and out."

As he spoke, Petrov picked up the bottle again and poured himself a full glass of "water of life." Then, he gestured to Sergeyev with the bottle.

"Come on, my friend. This is something I brought from yesterday's welcome banquet. Our friends in the south won't appreciate it, which is perfect for us."

Seeing that Sergeyev was still hesitating, Petrov simply shoved the wine glass into his hand.

"Instead of wasting your time on this unrealistic news, you should urge the delegation that visited yesterday to sign the contract to buy MiG-21s and send over the complete Sidewinder missiles as soon as possible!"

"At the very least, try to get our expatriates to return to their hometowns; the Siberian forest farms are desperately short of 'large livestock'!"

Sergeyev hesitated before picking up his glass: "It's still about computers. My mole mentioned they're using a new type of component called a transistor..."

"Ha, transistors. This is not a new component. It's something that sissies in the West use. Its main purpose is to make radios smaller."

"We just need to put some graphite powder on it, and it short-circuits itself; it's hardly useful!"

"Comrade, you must know that only vacuum tubes are the ultimate answer! Even if civilization perishes, the brilliance of vacuum tubes will still shine!"

Okay, let's put this junk message aside and have a drink! And while we're at it, let's talk about the livestock too~

Upon hearing this, Sergeyev also raised his glass to his lips and took a large gulp.

"Hurrah~~"

"By the way, Comrade Petrov, why did we sell the MiG-21 blueprints to the people in the east? Even though we already have more advanced fighter jets, haven't relations between the two sides reached a freezing point? Why did we still do this?" Sergeyev asked, exhaling a breath of alcohol.

"That's precisely why we must give more—choose us, join us, obey us, and ultimately become us!" Petrov's expression was somewhat ferocious.

"Alright, let's not talk about that anymore. The important thing is to focus on promoting the superiority of our society and getting our overseas Chinese back into the embrace of our community!"

"Get all the embassies in Tianshan mobilized! Broadcast, distribute leaflets, spread the word! Let everyone know about the 'Heroic Mother's' deeds!"

"Okay, I'll have the guards open a few more gaps in the barbed wire!"

"Not enough! We need to be more decisive! Tell them we need to demonstrate their resolve!"

Sergeyev nodded. "I understand! Change is bloody, and I will encourage them to be more drastic."

at the same time.

All the intelligence has been gathered and presented to Elder Li.

"No matter how much defense you take, you can't prevent a thief from within your own home!"

"Have all those people been sent out of Beijing?" Old Li took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose wearily.

"I delivered it. I just helped them move using the Yellow River Card! Old Li, this is an heinous crime! You just let them go so easily? I'm not satisfied!"

Wang Kui had a fierce look on his face in front of Old Li.

"Hey~~ Things that float on the water are easier to see. Go tell Wang Huzi that the instructor told him to go and take a look around the foot of Tianshan Mountain when he has time. Don't stop some people from leaving."

"Once you leave, don't come back. You'll see what happens in 30 years."

"Alright, that's all for now. I'm going back to be with Xiaodongdong. This little guy is such a joy."

At this point, Old Li showed an impatient expression and got up to leave.

"Uh, should I go back to the little brat then?"

“Go ahead, go ahead, tell him everything is fine at home and he doesn’t need to worry. If he misses Grandma, he can call our house.”