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2152 Elite Efficiency

In the office.

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

On the other side, Yang Xiaotao helped Mr. Wang sit on a chair nearby, with a panicked look on his face.

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

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

"Don't worry, I'll help. I'm obliged to help. Isn't it okay if I don't take advantage of you?"

Yang Xiaotao was a little panicked. At the same time, he felt that Comrade Lao Wang was putting on a bitter show, so he quickly tried to persuade him, "You have to think more broadly. The revolution has not yet won. If you go to Marx now, you won't be able to report on your work!"

"Hey...oh..."

As soon as Yang Xiaotao finished speaking, he was slapped on the forehead by Mr. Wang and quickly avoided it.

"Old Wang, you're taking action now, I'm kindly helping you!"

Mr. Wang felt relieved and said, "You bastard, when did I do you any favors?"

"No, no, when did I say I won't do you any favors?"

Mr. Wang was very enthusiastic, but after he finished speaking, he felt something was wrong.

Anyway, no matter what I say, it feels wrong.

"You, you damn can't 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 eat this bowl of rice!"

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

But after saying these words, I felt much better.

Bang

Suddenly, there was a sound of banging on the table from the side, which startled the two of them.

Yang Xiaotao looked over quickly and saw Qian Lao hitting the table with a hammer, and then said to Ran's father, "Lao Ran, where is the Hongqi data? Do you remember?"

"Remember, Chief!"

Ran's father immediately spoke, "The red flag is eleven meters long and weighs 2.6 tons. Its 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 talked quickly, recording data one by one on paper from time to time, as if they were working in a state that did not allow the other two to exist.

Yang Xiaotao moved his body and came to sit in front of Mr. Wang.

Mr. Wang also stopped moving.

"Uh-huh!"

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

Mr. Wang looked at it and frowned. Yang Xiaotao immediately put it back in his pocket and took out a brand new box of Hardman. Mr. Wang nodded with satisfaction.

Pulling out two sticks, Mr. Wang took them.

Then he quietly turned on the lighter, and the two of them lit it, and then they heard the two people communicating not far away.

"What did they say?"

Mr. Wang didn't understand, so he asked Yang Xiaotao.

"It seems to be talking about missile data and engine data."

"oh!"

"Do you think this can be done?"

Mr. Wang asked again, and Yang Xiaotao blew out smoke gently, "How did I know?"

"Then you're still coming?"

"Isn't it because I don't know?"

Mr. Wang was speechless.

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

"What did I say?"

Yang Xiaotao tilted his head, "Nothing!"

I was complaining in my heart, this old guy is really stupid.

Mr. Wang felt proud and continued to smoke.

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

"How much thrust can some engines achieve?"

"The engine's own weight..."

Ran's father frowned after hearing this, and then said, "The turbojet engine uses oxygen in the air. It does not need to carry a catalyst, which can save volume!"

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

"However, the specific values ​​must be recalculated!"

After Ran's father finished speaking, Mr. Qian suddenly laughed.

Suddenly, the office became quiet.

Yang Xiaotao was chatting with Mr. Wang about the plane. The two of them were talking enthusiastically. Suddenly, they felt that there was no sound in their ears. They quickly shut up and looked around. They saw Mr. Qian picking up the water glass and taking a sip. Father Ran was there.

Smiling on the side.

Mr. Wang coughed lightly and stood up, followed by Yang Xiaotao.

"Old Qian, what do you think? Can this be done?"

Mr. Wang asked, Mr. Qian put down his cup and said with a smile, "Whether it can be done, I still have to calculate it!"

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

Yang Xiaotao nodded after hearing this, "You tell me!"

"We need to study it, and we will need your reference for the turbojet engine later!"

"no problem!"

Yang Xiaotao said without hesitation.

"Okay, I'll arrange for people to prepare for the meeting!"

Ran's father left the office immediately.

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

Yang Xiaotao sat aside and said with a smile, "I didn't think too much about it."

"It's just that when I was packing up the drawings last night, I accidentally put them out of order. When I looked at them this morning, I found something was wrong..."

Yang Xiaotao modified his words slightly, "So, this is purely an accident!"

Mr. Wang scratched his head after hearing this, "Why don't we encounter such an accident?"

Yang Xiaotao rolled his eyes and ignored him.

Mr. Qian became increasingly happy, "I think you must have done a lot of work before this accident!"

"Otherwise, even if the order is out of order, it will not be discovered!"

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

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

There are several sacks of waste paper to deal with in my own space!

Mr. Wang looked at Lao Qian, then at Yang Xiaotao, and suddenly felt that the two of them looked a bit alike!

"Chief, everyone is here!"

Ran's father walked in from the outside, his efficiency was not ordinary.

"Let's go and meet our elites!"

Mr. Wang stood up with a smile, and then said lightly to Yang Xiaotao.

Mr. Qian also smiled, with pride in his eyes.

Yang Xiaotao followed him out of the office, with some expectations in his heart.

He also wanted to see what the background of the Seven Machine Department was.

Follow the three people to a conference room.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Before I even got close, I saw seven or eight guards standing around.

As Mr. Wang walked into the house, Mr. Qian was behind him, followed by Ran's father, and Yang Xiaotao walked in behind, and then began to look around.

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

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

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

And Yang Xiaotao saw several familiar faces here.

Director Han Sanfeng of Computers.

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

Of course, last time I gave someone the nickname "Director of Self-Destruction", the look in his eyes was a bit playful.

Yang Xiaotao smiled at Director Wang, and then looked at the others.

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

After scanning his eyes, Yang Xiaotao stood aside.

"Comrades, let me briefly explain the mission."

Mr. Qian came to the middle and looked at everyone. It was quiet below.

"This is Comrade Yang Xiaotao."

When Mr. Qian spoke, he looked at Yang Xiaotao, and everyone looked over. Yang Xiaotao smiled at everyone and said hello.

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

Immediately, Mr. Qian explained the situation just now, and Father Ran also briefly described the performance of the missiles currently in use.

After hearing this, everyone was meditating below.

Yang Xiaotao looked at the two staff on the left and right sides of the podium, holding pens and papers in their hands to record quickly.

Qian Lao gave everyone five or six minutes to think, and then continued, "What we have to do now is to evaluate this possibility and whether it can achieve our expected goals."

"Down below, if you have any questions, please ask."

Then Mr. Qian sat on a chair nearby.

Seeing this, Mr. Wang also walked to the side and sat down. Obviously this was also a process.

Ran's father stood aside and waited. Yang Xiaotao looked at Ran's father and then at Mr. Qian, a little confused as to what to do.

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

"Director Ran!"

The visitor was thin and wearing a pair of glasses. He stood up and asked, "If the engine is replaced, will it affect the internal structure? Does it need to be redesigned or re-layout? Does it need to be tested for performance?"

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

Soon, Director Hu, who was named, stood up and said, "In principle, changes need to be made when replacing the engine, especially since the engine is different from the original liquid engine. The structure, fuel, circulation method, etc. need to be improved again."

"So I think the design needs to be changed."

"But it also needs to provide the parameters of the engine, and specific arrangements will be made based on the specific situation."

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

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

"good!"

Father Ran nodded and said no more.

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

"Hello, Comrade Yang Xiaotao, I am Xu Fenghua from the power team!"

"Hello, Director Xu."

Yang Xiaotao noticed that most of the people who came here for the meeting were directors, so there was no problem in calling them directors.

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

Yang Xiaotao nodded, "Director Xu, actually I'm 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 now manufactured has a maximum thrust of 8,000 kilograms. If pressurized thrust is used, it can reach 10,000 kilograms."

Yang Xiaotao told the engine test data, and everyone below was surprised.

Director Xu, in particular, bowed his body and talked to the people around him, not knowing what to say for a while.

The venue became noisy for a while. People who understood introduced things to people who didn't understand. The expressions of those who didn't understand immediately brightened up after hearing this.

It was also the first time for Mr. Wang and Mr. Qian to hear this, and their expressions were similar to those of the people below.

Ran's father on the side was calm because he already knew this data.

It's just that he also knew the confidentiality regulations and didn't tell anyone else.

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

"Old Qian, what's going on with the maximum thrust and pressure thrust?"

Mr. Wang feels that he doesn't know too many things, and it makes him embarrassed if people just use any term.

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

"A turbojet engine is to enter the flowing air into the engine through the intake duct, and then the air is compressed by the compressor to increase the pressure of the air, and then the air is..."

As Mr. Qian explained, Mr. Wang's expression became as excited as most of the people below.

"Then, then, would it be faster to use it on missiles?"

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

And this question is also what everyone below wants to ask.


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