Just as Lu Jiadong, Yang Hongyi and others were discussing the idea of ​​a new multi-purpose fighter in the factory, in the expert dormitory not far away, the core members of the Yun-10 technical team also gathered at the residence of Cheng Yuanhang, the chief designer of the project, to discuss the fate of the entire project and its own future...

However, unlike the bustling place in the factory, it gets stuck here as soon as it comes up, which is not common in the Yunshi technical team, especially when Yunshi chief designer Cheng Yuanhang is present; but today's dullness does not seem to be that kind of dry, frustrating silence, but a kind of stuffiness before heavy rain, which is exactly the name of Changzhou midsummer stove, which makes people feel unreasonably upset.

After careful calculation, the entire Yunshi technical team has been in Changzhou Aircraft Manufacturing Plant for more than half a year. It is about to bottom out in June of 1985, but the Yunshi team has not resumed its development work so far. Even if the development of the large aircraft is not restored, it will be completed. So there must be some other development tasks, right?

But after waiting, there was still no news. Several team members who could not stand their temper went to the director's office to inquire about the situation. The reply they received was either asking them to wait or the vague reply that the task had not been determined. This reminded the sensitive Yunshi technical team of the 10th technical team about the experiences they had experienced over the years......

Yunjin was established in a special period, and this also destined that the Hongda project, which carries China's dream of a large aircraft, has a close connection with the political and political governance. It is precisely because of this that when the special era ends and the era of reform and progress comes, the large aircraft project led by the political and political governance will naturally suffer a significant impact:

At first, the pace of the project slowed down, and then the deputy chief designer of the digital core was successively transferred out, and the funding gradually decreased, the development progress slowed down. In the end, the development funding of the entire project was compressed to a minimum, and the large aircraft project was then shut down.

For this reason, the team members have been in contact with the North and North more than once!!! Ah! Beijing and Shang!!! Ah! Ah! The Ministry of Aviation Industry, Air Force Command, General Staff Equipment Department, National Defense Science and Technology Commission, and even ***** were all broken by the experts of the 10th. All they can get is the two high-sounding clichés "let them wait" or "or the task has not been determined yet".

Now, it is classified as Wanshan Aviation Research Institute, and the reply received is no different from before. In this way, the entire Yunshi technical team was in panic. Gradually, remarks such as "being sent to the frontier" and "raised by stepmothers" became popular within the team and became increasingly fierce. As the situation was about to be out of control, Cheng Yuanhang, as the chief designer of Yunshi, called several core members to his residence. While comforting the team, he also hoped to find a suitable way out...

I don’t know how long it took, a team member leaning against the door pulled Feng Ji away from his neck. A trace of determination flashed across his fair face. He slapped the armrest of the chair with a "splash" and said resolutely:

"We can't go back and forth again and again. If this continues, even if the entire Yun-Ten project is not forcibly dismissed, it will be dragged down. We must report to the above, and at least we must talk to Wanshan's general manager Lu Jiadong. No matter what, the Yun-Ten team is coming. Can't we really treat us as a burden?"

"Who are you sent?" As soon as he finished speaking, another member sitting opposite him looked up at the eyebrow and asked: "There are quite a few people here, but there are a few who can speak. Even if they can speak, who can touch other people's eyebrows stupidly? So, don't think about it. The stepmother raises is the stepmother raises. If you don't wear small shoes for us, you can eat, drink and treat them well, so you can be content..."

"Secret? If you make me content, are you content?" The team members leaning against the door bounced off the back of the chair and stared at the opposite side:

"Don't forget, the dream of the big plane in your heart is envious when watching Boeing planes flying all over the sky; watching Airbus come from behind and be jealous; then why don't we catch up..."

"Chasing? How to chase? Now we are determined to kill the enemy and are powerless to restore the world. If you give it to me now, I will immediately build the third prototype for you..."

...........

The more the two of them spoke, the louder the voices became, and they even gradually became angry, but the people present seemed to be unaware of it. They either lowered their heads silently or looked at the ceiling with their necks raised. However, whether they were bowing their heads or tilting their necks, their eyes floated to one place without exception, a young man leaning against the corner of the window......

Song Xiaoxu was a little uncomfortable with this depressing atmosphere, especially the strange look around him, which made Song Xiaoxu feel a little scared for no reason. In fact, he understood that the thoughts of the people around him were nothing more than asking him, Lu Jiadong's hardcore confidant, to come forward and report the situation to the top!

If it were normal times, he might have patted his chest and responded, but today, he refused to nod. Even if the two people's double acts were about to evolve into full martial arts, he was not moved because he was confused and unsolved. This has been the case since the day he was transferred to the Yun Ten technical team;

For this reason, he had not found Lu Jiadong, and the reply he could get was not as detailed as other members of the team, because he was given only one word, that is, "Wait!", but for half a year, apart from eating and sleeping, the rest was wandering around the factory, which made Song Xiaoxu unhappy and unable to accept it, but he had to bite the bullet and go through it day by day, because Lu Jiadong still asked him to "wait"...

Because of this, Song Xiaoxu did not say a word since he meditated in the seat. Even if he knew that the members were ready, he would just wait for the first shot to fire, and then thousands of shots would be fired, forcing him to nod and agree. However, he was silent at all. He never fought an unprepared battle, nor did he want to be cannon fodder in a confused manner. Instead, he let the gunner prepare himself to ignite himself, and he would not inspire and induce him while smiling in the cold. His eyes were filled with people's hearts, sometimes he would close the United Nations' meditation, sometimes he would indulge in and gently sweep everyone's face.

A face gradually attracted Song Xiaoxu's gaze. This is a face with concrete color and a thick and broadening characteristics of a man in the northwest: a protruding eyebrow arch like a long dike, a deep hidden eyes like a hungry tiger; a cheek with slightly high cheekbones, and a broad face with thick muscles and heavy flesh; all of this is simply the embodiment of strength!

He is Cheng Yuanhang, the chief designer of the Yunshen project. He is pulling out a cigarette from the cigarette box of a team member next to him and fiddling with it. He never smokes, but he has a problem. Whenever he is thinking hard or feeling excited, he likes to ask someone else to ask for a cigarette to play with, or put it on his nose and sniff it.

It seemed as if he could not concentrate without this cigarette. His fire-powered eyes did not look at others, but only stared at the cigarette in his hand. His plump lips were tightly closed like an iron gate, but his hard teeth were constantly gritting his teeth to help the bones, and the muscles on his left cheek bulged. Song Xiaoxu was extremely unaware of it. Not only did he expect that the loudest shot would explode soon, but he would have an immeasurable impact on the entire Yunshen technical team in the future...

Sure enough, the precious "China" brand cigarette in Cheng Yuanhang's hand turned into a pile of tobacco at some point. He reached out to grab the cigarette box of the team members, but the member blocked his hand. It seemed that he saw something was wrong, so he wanted to ease the atmosphere, so he said half-jokingly:

"Okay, Chief Secretary Cheng, you don't suck. Isn't this a waste? Otherwise, people who smoke in the meeting will hide from you."

A few people smiled in agreement, but Cheng Yuanhang did not raise his eyelids and said in a smooth, obviously thoughtful tone:

"Yun Ten has come to this day, and it is inseparable from my responsibilities. It can be said that I have dragged down the entire Yun Ten project and everyone, so I have decided to resign from my current position."

This low tone was no less than some members' hearts, and a bombshell exploded. The team member next to him was even more surprised and pounded out a cigarette and handed it to Cheng Yuanhang: "Chief Cheng, are you real or are you kidding?"

Yes, his request was too unexpected, because Cheng Yuanhang was not someone else. He was the chief designer of Yunshen, the backbone and pillar of the entire technical team. At the same time, Yunshen project was in turmoil. If Cheng Yuanhang had not been in a stable situation, he would have gone to the north!!! Ah! Beijing, and the yamen.

The project that was dying was dragged down. Now, after being transferred to Wanshan Aviation Research Institute, although the entire project was suspended for several months, there were no clear signs, indicating that the project would not be maintained soon. Perhaps it was persisting and walking around. The Jockey Club may be reborn. But unexpectedly, at this critical moment, Cheng Yuanhang, as the chief engineer, proposed to resign. If it was not surprising, it would be absolutely impossible...

Cheng Yuanhang raised his eyes and swept across the audience like lightning. Finally, he met Song Xiaoxu's eyes that penetrated everything. Suddenly, the two pairs of eyes touched the spark in their hearts, which was equivalent to exchanging thousands of words in an instant. Cheng Yuanhang still said in a slow and steady tone:

"I carry too much historical burden, which has turned the entire project from a simple technical project to an unspeakable political and political symbol. If I don't leave the job, the entire project will still stagnate, so-called wait..."

As he said that, Cheng Yuanhang smiled helplessly, then leaned over and sighed: "After all the time, I just waited for me, a guy who occupied the pit and didn't poop, and it was a pity that after so many years, my elm-head realized that it was me who dragged the project down and I delayed everyone... So, I decided..."

"I decided to let you stay and continue our dream of a big plane!"

Before Cheng Yuanhang could finish his words, a loud voice broke through the air and entered the room. Then the door opened. Lu Jiadong walked into the room with a confident and firm smile...
Chapter completed!