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Chapter 246 The eyes are the traitors of the soul!

 The question asked by Yu Hua is exactly the situation that is deeply troubling Zhuang Qianding now.

what to do?

Conceal it or report it?

As a top mechanical expert, Professor Zhuang is by no means a fool. His family knows his own affairs. If he reports the news about the vertical deep hole drill to the Gongxian Arsenal or higher-ups, I am afraid that the first people to know about this situation will be the Japanese.

The main feature of the vertical deep hole drill is to ensure high efficiency under drilling accuracy requirements. Although the drilling accuracy is far inferior to that of German drilling machines and American drilling machines, it is better in terms of high processing efficiency.

High processing efficiency means high output, high output means more weapons and equipment, and more weapons and equipment equals combat effectiveness.

This vertical deep hole drilling machine has extremely high military application value. For the country, after I have this equipment, I can not produce so many gun barrels. Once the critical moment comes, I can immediately increase production.

If it fell into the hands of the Japanese, the consequences would be disastrous.

With the character of the Japanese, as long as they understand the role and value of vertical deep hole drills, they will not only madly snatch the vertical deep hole drilling machine technology, but also target Professor Zhuang Qianding as the designer.

But if it is concealed and not reported, the vertical deep hole drilling machine will not be able to reflect its own value and play the role of high-efficiency deep hole processing.

In terms of value, vertical deep hole drilling machines must be used in the field of rifle production to reflect the maximum value.

"this……"

Hearing Professor Zhuang Qianding's answer, Yu Hua frowned slightly and couldn't think of a good solution for a while.

As Professor Zhuang said, the confidentiality defense line on our side is like a sieve. Once the news is reported, the information about the vertical deep hole drilling machine may be placed on the desk of the Japanese immediately, causing big trouble.

The current situation is that Professor Zhuang, who developed the vertical deep hole drilling machine technology, is like a child walking on the street holding a piece of gold, with no ability to protect this achievement.

As for myself...

Sorry, neither.

Various technical achievements with practical application value are basically covered by Ma Jia Zhang San, and theoretical achievements can only be given to himself.

There is only one reason for this situation - China is weak.

There is no strong motherland to back it up.

"This problem is not urgent for the time being. I have not completed the finishing work of the vertical deep hole drill. Yu Hua, are you worthy of my trust?" Zhuang Qianding shook his head and stared at Yu Hua. His words suddenly changed, revealing a serious meaning.

"It's worth it." Yu Hua was startled when he heard this question. When he saw Zhuang Qianding's facial expression, he suddenly understood and straightened his body.

silence.

Deathly silence.

Zhuang Qianding looked at Yu Hua's eyes through the thick lenses of his glasses.

Deception and lies require a face, but eyes are traitors to the soul!

Whether a person is lying can be judged by his eyes.

Through Yu Hua's eyes, Zhuang Qianding saw passion, loyalty, perseverance, and that touch of emotion that came from the depths of his soul - love.

This is not the so-called love, but the love for the motherland as a Chinese.

"Yu Hua, there are two copies of vertical deep hole drilling technology in the world. One is in this technical document, which contains complete vertical deep hole drilling drawings and five deep hole gun drilling drawings. The other one is in my head.

Here, if an accident occurs in the future, promise me that you will ensure that this vertical deep hole drilling technology is used to defend the motherland and must not be obtained by the Japanese or any invaders."

Zhuang Qianding took out the documents he carried with him, looked at Yu Hua, spoke solemnly, and said slowly as if to explain the aftermath: "Its effect may not be that great, and the drilling accuracy is not as good as others, but it cannot be the Japanese and the

Facilitation of other invaders' invasion of China."

After finishing speaking, he handed the entire technical information on the vertical deep hole drilling machine to Yu Hua.

Zhuang Qianding did not say what to do with the other vertical deep hole drilling technology, because it does not need to be explained.

"Professor Zhuang, I promise you."

When Yu Hua heard these words, he fell into silence. A sense of shame arose spontaneously, filling his heart and flowing through his whole body. He clenched his right hand into a fist and said in a serious voice.

Now, China is too weak to allow Zhuang Qianding, a Chinese scholar, to openly announce new technologies.

This is a shame, an invisible but real shame.

Professor Zhuang Qianding did not dare to report it because he was afraid that the vertical deep hole drill would fall into the hands of the Japanese. Professor Zhao Zhongyao lost the Nobel Prize in Physics for discovering antimatter because he was Chinese.

This is the price of a weak country.

"You are the person I have chosen, and you are also the person I believe from the bottom of my heart that I can absolutely trust you. Although we have only known each other for less than a month, Yu Hua, please protect this technical information." Professor Zhuang Qianding looked at Yu Hua and asked.

The reason why Yu Hua, a mathematics student in the general elective course, was chosen instead of a major student or school professor was because Zhuang Qianding believed in his own intuition.

If the possibility of other students or school professors leaking the vertical deep hole drill is 1%, then the possibility of this student Yu Hua leaking is only 0.01%.

"Students will never live up to your expectations." Yu Hua responded.

When Zhuang Qianding saw this, a smile finally appeared on his face. He no longer had any worries in his heart, and his words were relaxed and natural: "For the rest of my life, let's start class."

"Yes, Professor." When Yu Hua heard this, he was startled for a moment, and then he bowed and saluted with respect.

I don't have any classes today, but that doesn't matter.

In the laboratory, a mechanical engineering elective course started with only department chair Zhuang Qianding and mathematics student Yu Hua.

More than an hour later, Yu Hua bid farewell to Zhuang Qianding, who was already sleeping in the laboratory rest room, and returned to the nuclear physics laboratory with the technical information on the vertical deep hole drilling machine.

Look, read.

Ten minutes later, Yu Hua lit a match and ignited the paper technical information. After it was fully burned, he destroyed all the embers.

This is secrecy in the physical sense.

At this moment, the entire vertical deep hole drilling machine drawings and five deep hole gun drilling drawings are all recorded in his mind, which also means that Yu Hua has mastered this new technology that is specially used for high-efficiency deep hole processing.

"Professor Zhuang, please don't worry." Yu Hua looked at the gray powder on the ground and whispered to himself.

After saying this, he took out the brand new drawings placed in the drawer and continued to study the most important oxygen gun in oxygen blowing furnace technology.

This vertical deep hole drilling machine technology is very important, and the research and development of oxygen blowing furnace technology is even more important. If we want to make China strong, we must work hard all the time.

Come on, Yu Hua.



In the early morning, the sky is blue, clear and clear.

Princeton is a rural city located between New York and Philadelphia. It is located on the Delaware Plain. The city area is small, about five or six square kilometers. The Delaware River flows around Princeton, and the water is clear and clean.

The whole city is filled with a quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

The world-famous Princeton University and the Institute for Advanced Study are located here.

A white driver drove a not-so-fast postal car along the highway, facing the early morning sunshine, and drove into the Princeton post office. Soon, a letter was sorted and sorted, classified as resident mail and university mail.

Mail, university mail is subdivided into student mail and mathematics annual report submission mail, and the postman is responsible for delivering them to different places.

There are countless submission emails sent to Princeton every year. However, the ending of these submission emails is always the same, and only a few lucky ones can pass the manuscript.

Not long after, several postmen took the mail to different places to deliver the mail.

"It's a good start to the day. Fortunately, there are only a dozen or so emails today." At around 8 a.m., Kyle, the preliminary editor of the mathematics annual report, came to the editorial office, stretched out, opened the annual report mailbox, and took a look at the submission emails stored there.

, feeling slightly happy.
Chapter completed!
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