ushernet Chapter 749 Don't forget to offer incense to Grandma!
Chapter 749 Don't forget to offer incense to Grandma!
Company Commander Tang smiled slightly as he watched Squad Leader Ru's actions: "This kid really takes your words to heart."
"Back then, I sent him to scout out enemy positions. That's how the kid wore his cotton-padded coat inside out, revealing the white underneath."
As he spoke, he suddenly moved closer to Jiang Xia, lowering his voice and adding a teasing smile to his eyes: "Do you know how he lost half a tooth on the right side of his mouth? It wasn't from fighting with a bayonet."
Jiang Xia's interest was piqued, and he turned his gaze from the courtyard gate to Company Commander Tang: "Could it be that he was hit by shrapnel from a bomb?"
"Not really." Company Commander Tang waved his hand, recalling the scene from years ago, and couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Once, we advanced to an open area where the enemy had buried a lot of tripwire mines. Old Ru volunteered to clear the mines, but back then we didn't have mine-clearing tongs. With the main force waiting to cross the ditch, he stared at the wire of the tripwire for a long time, then actually squatted down and opened his mouth to bite it. He chewed away for a while, and he did manage to bite through the wire, but he also broke half of his front tooth. His mouth was full of blood, but he was still grinning..."
As he spoke, he pointed to his cheek: "Later he always said that half a tooth was a 'medal of honor,' more real than any medal. Look at him now, smearing mud and pretending to be an ordinary person, just like when he was on the battlefield gathering intelligence and clearing landmines. He looks rough, but he's very meticulous."
"So, stop staring at him." Company Commander Tang patted Jiang Xia's arm. "There might be someone watching him, and that could cause unforeseen complications. Some guys hiding in the shadows have pretty sharp intuition."
“I learned some things on the way. Let’s go inside and I’ll tell you about it first.”
Company Commander Tang pulled Jiang Xia along as they walked towards the research institute's dormitory, telling her the bits and pieces of information he had overheard on the way about the gold theft at Factory 615: The case had occurred a few days ago, and a large amount of gold, more than 800 taels, had been stolen, causing extremely negative consequences.
The news had reached the higher-ups, and even the very busy, gentle old man personally inquired about it and ordered a swift investigation. An investigation team had already arrived, and the clues seemed to point to the two people paraded through the streets today, but what specific evidence they had was unclear to outsiders.
"800 taels! One jin is sixteen taels, that's more than 50 jin?" Jiang Xia clicked his tongue in amazement.
It's important to understand that at that time, my country faced a severe international situation and external blockade. Our currency was not recognized internationally, and our foreign exchange reserves were extremely scarce and difficult to obtain.
National development and cutting-edge defense technology research and development urgently require large quantities of specialized machine tools, precision instruments, special materials, technical data, and even food that cannot be produced domestically. These things often can only be obtained by exchanging gold!
More than fifty kilograms of gold was a huge sum of money in those impoverished times, enough to influence the country's procurement plans in a certain sector!
Even that old man personally inquired about this matter, precisely because of the irreplaceable role of gold in maintaining the nation's lifeline and breaking through blockades at that time!
Every gram of gold could be related to the future and destiny of a nation.
“Yes. And this gold is a product of the ‘100’ mission,” Company Commander Tang added. “Factory 615 is a mint. A lot of the gold that the people exchanged was handed over to them for smelting. It’s a genuine expression of everyone’s support for the country.”
"No wonder so many people are watching. If the gold I donated were stolen, I would also demand an explanation! This kind of person who disregards everyone's good intentions should be thoroughly investigated!"
Jiang Xia was fuming. While tidying up the blueprints on the table, he couldn't help but complain to Company Commander Tang.
Hmph! Those who trample on people's good intentions deserve to be boiled in oil!
The anger in those words startled Mr. Shunshou, who had been hunched over the table studying the overall composition, and made him look up.
His gaze swept over Jiang Xia's face, and seeing that Jiang Xia had no intention of explaining, he nonchalantly slumped back onto the table: "Your drawings... are a bit too detailed! The wing skin is recommended to be made of LY12-CZ condition aluminum, the riveting spacing should not exceed XX millimeters, key load-bearing parts should use XXX special steel, and the heat treatment requirements are all written down..."
Teacher Shunshou looked up: "No... you've already written this much, what's the point of discussing it with us? I think we should just send it to Factory 112 and have them build according to the blueprints, that's all..."
Tsk tsk, if it weren't for the fact that Professor Shunshou is considered a "grandmaster" in our aviation history! Look at how serious he is, Xiao Gu, you, the chief designer of the J-8, still have a lot to learn from him...
Don't climb over walls just because something's interesting!
"Teacher Shunshou, what are you saying! Blueprints are blueprints, and practice is practice! The data are all theoretical calculations and verified through 'special channels.' Whether it's suitable or not, we can only know by actually testing it in a real wind tunnel!"
"You've figured out the mounting position of the leading edge maneuvering flap actuator and the routing of the hydraulic lines..." Teacher Shunshou patted Jiang Xia's unique annotation method with some admiration.
"Although the reform is unprecedented, every step is within the reach of our existing technology and processes... It seems... there might actually be some potential?"
"Absolutely!" Jiang Xia slapped the blueprints loudly. "Let's take small steps and work quickly. We don't aim for perfection, but we do want it to be usable and effective!"
"Professor Shunshou, the overall design of this aircraft is now in your hands!"
Seeing that Teacher Shunshou had a high opinion of the improved blueprints for the Il-28, Xiao Daimao decided to take advantage of the situation and assign the project to someone else.
Don't accuse him of being lazy; he's just too busy.
As soon as he finished speaking, Teacher Shunshou replied without hesitation, "Okay!"
"good?"
Jiang Xia was taken aback: "You're so agreeable?"
"I'm just excited to have something to hunt for... Also, this might be the most relaxed I've had since I became the chief engineer." Teacher Shunshou winked playfully at Jiang Xia.
Jiang Xia was overjoyed: He'd made a killing!
You should know that Professor Shunshou is an old hand who has worked on everything from the JJ-1 trainer to the H-6 bomber. With him leading the team, the overall design group is in good shape!
However, recalling the teacher's experience, Jiang Xia's gaze softened involuntarily, carrying a hint of warmth, as if she were looking at a younger generation.
Teacher Shunshou, don't worry, you'll be fine. At worst, in a couple of years I'll send you to Wang Huzi's place and set up a research institute for you there!
Let you enjoy a hearty meal of braised chicken and cantaloupe while happily tinkering with the J-7 fighter jet. Ideally, bring Xiao Gu along too, so he won't be trying to launch any more "human rockets."
As Teacher Shunshou finished signing and looked up, he met Jiang Xia's gaze.
His gaze was soft, filled with a sense of relief and a confident "I trust you to handle things," just like a great-grandmother watching her grandchildren eat three bowls of rice.
The middle-aged man's hand trembled, and he almost dropped his pen on the table. He muttered to himself, "What's wrong with this kid? His eyes are like my great-grandmother is urging me to put on my long johns. It's kind of awkward..."
Fortunately, the awkwardness didn't last long.
Before the blueprints were even fully sorted out, Old Wang rushed back, clutching an old notebook in his hand: "I've contacted Director Xiong! He said he knows some inside information and will bring you some stir-fried potatoes, green peppers, and eggplant later. He also said two old friends want to meet you."
"Old friend? From the 410 Dawn Aero Engine Factory?" Jiang Xia asked, looking up.
"No. It's someone from Institute 607." Seeing Jiang Xia scratching his head in confusion, Old Wang didn't want him to waste brain cells on trivial matters, so he simply spilled the beans:
"Do you remember the RF-101 you smuggled out? The early warning radar captured on it was handed over to the people at Institute 607 for research. I think Director Xiong probably knows something about it and wants to bring them here to talk to you."
Jiang Xia suddenly realized, then put on a stern face: "Just like Master said, Uncle-Master is unreliable! They've been researching that early warning radar for so long, and he still has the nerve to come and plead for mercy? No wonder Xiao Mo from Beijing always says he's not on their side."
Xiao Mo and his team were just one step away from even getting the pulse-Doppler radar working. If they hadn't done their homework, even if I could have designed the blueprints, the KJ-1 wouldn't have been operational so early!
He got angrier and angrier as he spoke, slamming his hand on the table: "Comparison is the thief of joy! When my martial uncle comes, I'll spit in his face!"
Before Jiang Xia could finish grumbling, a badge warrior walked in through the door:
"Report! Director Xiong of Factory 112, along with two comrades, says they wish to visit Comrade Jiangxia!"
"Tsk, you came fast enough. Please come in..."
Jiang Xia shook her head helplessly, then turned to look at Professor Shunshou, who was still studying the blueprints, her eyes softening again: "Professor Shunshou, could you lend me an office..."
The moment Teacher Shunshou met Jiang Xia's gaze, he seemed to be burned. He hurriedly pulled a bunch of keys from his pocket and shoved them into Jiang Xia's hand, saying rapidly, "Go to my office! It'll be quiet! The tea is in the second drawer on the left. Make your own! Don't be shy!"
After speaking, he immediately lowered his head, pretending to be completely immersed in the world of the blueprints, as if those few curves contained the ultimate secrets of the universe.
Watching Jiang Xia walk away, Teacher Shunshou secretly raised his head and rubbed his face: "This is weird... Is it Grandma reminding me that I should go and offer incense?"