Lyman told the doubtful points discovered during the investigation and prepared to sit down.
What their investigation team needs is the public and evidence.
But now the only evidence is the tape.
Then there is the information to support aircraft reconnaissance missions.
Beyond that, everything is guesswork.
However, he knew that sometimes the things you least want to believe and the things that are least likely to happen are often closest to the truth.
"Leader Lyman!"
Just when Lyman's buttocks just touched the chair, the white-headed old man suddenly spoke.
Lyman quickly stood up with a respectful expression.
"Tell me the direction of your next investigation!"
Lyman opened his mouth and finally said what he was thinking, "Sir, we first need to confirm the situation of the plane."
"Then we'll investigate what caused this loss!"
After Lyman finished speaking, the white-headed old man frowned, then nodded, "Make sure as soon as possible!"
"yes!"
Lyman just sat down. Lawrence next to him was a little uneasy. The next question was his!
Sure enough, when the white-headed old man looked over, Lawrence's breath froze, and his straight back became trembling.
"Director Lawrence, tell me what you did!"
The next moment, the white-headed old man's voice sounded, and Lawrence subconsciously stood up.
"gentlemen…"
…
When the meeting ended, the old man left the meeting room, and the sounds in the corridor faded away, the people in the room breathed a sigh of relief.
"Lyman, thank you very much this time."
Lawrence stepped forward and extended his right hand. Lyman took it and said in a polite tone, "Director Lawrence, I just did what I had to do."
"No, no, no, I'm very grateful that you didn't add insult to injury to us."
Lawrence shook hands and leaned forward, "I owe you a favor."
Lyman smiled and then said softly, "I hope Director Lawrence can help. After all, this matter is very troublesome and we are somewhat beyond our capabilities."
"This is easy to say. I will send my best assistant, Smith, to help you."
"If you need anything, you can come to him."
"That's great."
The two shook hands and left, and when Lawrence got into the car and drove back, everyone fell silent.
He knew in his heart that this matter would not end here.
...
Union, Stoke.
Gorzhensky looked at the appointment in his hand, with a sly smile on his face, pulled off the hat on his head, opened the window, and roared at the snowy city.
"What's mine, what belongs to me, no one can take it away."
"I, Anatoly Gorzhensky, will take back everything, everything that is mine!"
The roar echoed in the city. After the soldiers patrolling around heard it, they just paused for a moment and then continued patrolling.
After a long time, the cold wind blew by, and Gorzhensky felt his head was a little cold, so he closed the window, sat on a chair, threw the appointment letter aside, and then picked up the information on the table.
This is not information from China, but information from North Korea.
They discovered that there was chaos in the United States base, and the spies who sneaked in during Christmas discovered that martial law had been implemented in the base and everyone had canceled their vacations.
Because the spies have low status, they can only have access to low-level information.
But even this low-level information shocked North Korea officials after it was handed over.
A Blackbird reconnaissance aircraft used for high-altitude reconnaissance did not fly back.
And according to the soldiers at the base, it was most likely destroyed.
When Gorzhensky looked at this somewhat absurd piece of information, he thought at first glance, were those sticks joking?
But when he related to recent events, he no longer found it absurd.
First of all, there is a reason for this.
Why did the other side send a Blackbird reconnaissance plane?
Because China is going to launch a man-made satellite.
So it makes sense to send out a Blackbird reconnaissance plane.
As for whether he was shot down or not, that's simple. All he needs to do is investigate.
"If this is true, then how did China do it?"
Gorzhensky frowned, then smiled playfully.
"If it's true, that would be interesting."
He thought of China, the United States, and even Susco.
As long as he makes results, Susco will need him.
Although some time ago, due to some reasons, the people they arranged in China suffered huge losses, which is difficult to find out.
But if we go another way, the United States?
hehe
That is the back garden of the swallows.
All secrets are not secrets.
Thinking of this, Gorzhensky took out a file bag from the safe nearby, opened it and took out a photo from it.
Above is a young girl, with long golden hair and a tender cheek.
Gorczynski turned over the photo and saw two names written on it.
At the top is the girl's real name, Thalia Gwennell Mina.
Below is the girl’s current name, Ai Wenli Mengsha.
The file bag contains the unit where the girl currently works.
And this department was his old enemy.
This is also his final trump card.
It has not been started before because he wants to obtain greater benefits, and it is also the biggest weight for him to return to the center of power!
Now, it's time to start.
...
Two days later.
The specially designed train is moving slowly.
Along the road, you can often see slogans pasted on the walls, and you can often hear Dongfanghong still playing.
Yang Xiaotao, Zhang Lao, Wang Lao and others were sitting in a carriage, surrounded by acquaintances, heading back to Sijiu City together.
As for Mr. Peng, he returned to Sijiu City as early as possible.
The Blackbird is temporarily placed at the base in the northwest.
And the news is still kept secret.
Even Yang Xiaotao and the others signed a confidentiality agreement when they left.
Originally, Yang Xiaotao wanted to dismantle a few parts on the spot and take a look. Even Mr. Qian also wanted to check the structure of the aircraft.
But later, Yang Xiaotao tried it twice and found that the entire plane was one piece.
This is different from Baiju. Baiju is a fighter jet and pursues speed, while Blackbird also focuses on range when pursuing speed. This is why Blackbird can easily come here to circle around and smoke a cigarette.
The reason for going back again.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Because the black bird is very big, much bigger than the white horse.
Not to mention J-7!
Moreover, there are many precision instruments inside the black surface, and even the fuel used can be taken out and studied.
In addition, the firefighting after landing resulted in a series of locks that needed to be cleaned up, so Yang Xiaotao had better be fully prepared if he wanted to dismantle the Blackbird.
Of course, everyone present also knew that thoroughly studying Blackbird would not happen overnight.
The technology content in it is too strong, they need to dilute it a little bit and then drink it into their mouths.
"Dad, how long can this Dongfanghong sing?"
Yang Xiaotao sat opposite Ran's father. After watching the Chu-Han dispute between Mr. Wang and Mr. Zhang for a while, he turned around and asked, feeling uninterested.
Ran's father was thinking about the next work arrangements, and he came back to his senses when he heard Yang Xiaotao ask, "It should be more than twenty days. This time I used a battery. If it runs out of power, it won't play!"
He also heard about this from the Second Machinery Department, but he didn't know the details.
However, these twenty days are enough.
Thinking of Dongfang Hong who had been listened to by the whole world for more than twenty days, he felt his heart surge.
Yang Xiaotao nodded, this is similar to the situation in later generations.
At the same time, it also proves that even if his appearance has advanced the time and accelerated the process, it has not changed the original flavor.
“If only there were solar cells!”
Yang Xiaotao muttered, and Zhang Lao, who was resting on the back of the chair behind him, opened his eyes when he heard it, "What are you talking about? Solar cells?"
Yang Xiaotao was startled by the voice behind him and leaned towards Mr. Zhang who was lying on his back.
Only then did Yang Xiaotao realize that he had let the news slip. This solar cell is still in the laboratory and has never been heard of in China.
However, Yang Xiaotao was not surprised. He just looked at the sun outside and said, "You see, this sunlight is also a kind of energy."
"Then why not use this energy as a battery?"
Yang Xiaotao's words made many people in the carriage look over. Director Yan was chatting with Mr. Qian. When Yang Xiaotao said this, he immediately became interested, "That's a good thing to say."
"There are many types of energy. The coal and oil we use all contain energy."
"There's even wood for the fire."
"So what Xiaotao said about solar energy is correct."
Director Yan suddenly interrupted, asking everyone to focus on solar energy.
It's very boring in the carriage anyway, so it would be nice to have some fun.
Qian Lao rubbed his eyes and said, "Solar energy is a good research direction."
"If the satellite wants to operate in space in the future, this battery is one of the solutions."
If you have money and keep talking, the topic will become more interesting.
"However, how to make solar cells is not easy. At least there is no research in this area in China."
"Even abroad, there are not many studies and the effect is not great."
Yang Xiaotao listened and nodded from time to time.
Mr. Qian looked at Yang Xiaotao, "Since you brought it up, do you have any ideas?"
"Ah? My thoughts? I..."
"It's okay. If you have any ideas, just say it and let everyone listen."
Qian Lao spoke directly, and Yang Xiaotao couldn't refuse, so he explained, "Actually, I understand it from a biological perspective."
"Creature? Tell me."
Mr. Qian became interested. He originally thought that Yang Xiaotao would talk about some principles of solar energy conversion, but he didn't expect that it also involved the biological level. He had to listen carefully.
"When I was studying biology, the first thing I came into contact with was the photosynthesis of plants."
"It is the plants that absorb the energy from the sun into their bodies, and then grow and grow."
"In other words, the wheat and rice we eat contain solar energy, but this energy is converted by plants and is easier for us to absorb."
"And the coal and oil we use now are said to be products of plants buried underground many years ago."
"So I thought, since solar energy has so many uses, why can't we make solar cells?"
Yang Xiaotao said something, and most people could understand it, but the meaning behind it was far from satisfactory.
Most people don't even know what photosynthesis is.
After hearing this, Qian Lao lay on the backrest with a dazed look in his eyes.
Just when Mr. Peng was leaving, he went to find him and Mr. Wang to talk about the next work arrangements.
Mr. Peng told them that the Ninth Industry Department was about to be established.
Moreover, Mr. Peng recommended him and Yang Xiaotao to the organization.
He is the chief, and Yang Xiaotao is the deputy.
He was excited when he heard the news.
Mr. Wang was even more happy for him and even promised on the spot to fully support his work.
Moreover, considering the future development direction of the Ninth Machinery Department, they generously handed over part of the core project of the Seventh Machinery Department - "Computer Research" to give the Ninth Machinery Department additional weight!
Not only Mr. Peng, but Mr. Chen also had this idea.
If nothing else happens, there will be a meeting to discuss this matter when we go back this time.
And both of them will nominate at the meeting so that he can be prepared.
Originally, Mr. Qian didn't care about these things. If he had a choice, he would prefer to stay in the Seventh Machinery Department to complete his research.
But he thought that everywhere he went he was building for the revolution, so he didn't refuse.
But now, Mr. Qian's vision returned to reality from the blur, and he suddenly discovered that there was someone more suitable for this position than him.