In the afternoon, Mr. Song said to Mr. Chen and got up to say goodbye.
He wants to go back and discuss with the people from the Chinese Academy of Sciences.
No, it is a good study.
Because the topic given by this information is too advanced.
The research direction given here is very promising.
He has to think about it carefully.
Mr. Chen also needs more authoritative expert judgments.
After all, Yang Xiaotao often tricks out some things that he can't understand.
Who knows how this guy has a head?
What if this guy is twitching and taking a copy of it as fake?
What if this kid doesn't know whether it's true or not?
I have to find someone to check.
So Mr. Chen was not in a hurry to report it, just waiting for the results of the Chinese Academy of Sciences.
Chinese Academy of Sciences.
After Mr. Song came back, he immediately asked someone to hold an internal meeting.
Everyone who is involved in aviation, aerospace, electromechanical and even weapon development has been called over.
Hundreds of people were waiting in the conference room, but Mr. Song arranged for people to keep confidentiality work.
When everyone was impatient, Mr. Song walked into the house with sweat.
As soon as we came, the security department asked all doors on the scene to close, and they were not allowed to enter or exit.
This made everyone present confused.
What's the situation?
Just when everyone was confused, someone came in and issued confidentiality agreements. Only then did everyone realize the importance of the matter.
I'm afraid something is going to happen.
After everyone signed a confidentiality agreement, Mr. Song stood up from his seat.
His eyes swept over everyone present, took a deep breath, and then said seriously, "I'll call you all today for one thing!"
Immediately, Mr. Song expressed his ideas about the space-based weapons.
At first, everyone was listening quietly, but when Mr. Song finished speaking, everyone below was already in an uproar.
Mr. Song is familiar with this scene.
Because when I encountered this kind of thing in the past, this was what it was like.
Bang bang
Mr. Song patted the table and everyone calmed down.
"I need to know now whether this weapon has a theoretical basis."
"Is there any possibility of realization?"
"Also, there must be an accurate assessment of the power of weapons."
After Mr. Song finished speaking, everyone in the audience was silent.
This is also expected.
Because this is a process of thinking.
Sometimes, the process is short.
But sometimes, this process lasts for a long time.
After Mr. Song finished speaking, he came to the front row and sat down.
At this moment, the core of the Chinese Academy of Sciences is all there.
"Old Song, what's going on?"
As the research director of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, Chen Fang took the lead in speaking out.
The people behind him were waiting for Lao Song to explain.
Mr. Song told me what happened to Mr. Chen.
All the people here are insiders about fooling the "alliance experts".
Even the topics raised were compiled by them after thinking about them for a long time.
They don’t know whether there is any effect or not, but it must be that there is no effect now, and it will not take ten or eight years to realize it.
"You mean, is this a topic given by the Nine Departments?"
Chen Fang asked in surprise, Old Song nodded, and then handed over the information he had not put down in his hand. "To be precise, it should be given by Yang Xiaotao."
"And, this is just the first step."
"first step?"
Some were surprised, some were surprised, and some were deeply suspicious.
After Chen Fang took it, she couldn't wait to look it up.
When I saw this, the sound of gasping air around me rang out from time to time.
It took a long time for Chen Fang to hand it to others, and a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes.
This first step doesn't seem fake no matter how you look at it.
And it sounds very operational.
"The first step is to use satellites to build a platform and conduct direct attacks from space."
"This step is more detailed, including the requirements for the materials used, as well as the idea of how to transport and load it."
"The level is very regular, and some places can also be proved by physics..."
"I looked at it and felt that this didn't seem to be something that could be done in one night. At least it should be researched for a long time."
Mr. Song said at this time, "If we judge according to the power above, this will be comparable to that of nuclear weapons."
Chen Fang and others nodded in agreement, and then gave their own opinions, "And there is no chance to stop this weapon from directly launching from space."
"It can be said that as long as you move to the top of the target, you won't run away."
"It's so scary."
As the few people said, the others simply finished reading the documents, and then looked at Mr. Song together.
"Don't look at me, I can't analyze the authenticity, so I'll take it back and discuss it together."
"To be honest, I would rather this be fake."
Everyone nodded.
Because if this is true, they dare not act without permission.
Because with the domestic manpower, material resources, financial resources, technical level and overall environment, it may be possible to complete it, but it will definitely consume a lot of money.
Just building a satellite platform is a big project.
The last time they were beaten up by Dongfanghong No. 1, they lost their vitality.
This time the satellite platform will only be larger.
In addition, it also requires dual-star cooperation and a ton of tungsten rod, which cannot be used in China.
More importantly, once one side does this, the alliance and the United Nations will soon notice it.
And with their productivity and scientific research capabilities, it is only a matter of time before catching up and then surpassing.
By then, they will be the ones who are considering threats.
"Is it true?"
Chen Fang confirmed again.
Old Song nodded, "That guy Yang Xiaotao said."
"And this first step is more detailed, and the second step is more vague when landing on the moon. As for the third step of Star Wars, I just wrote a question."
"It can also be seen from this aspect that this guy should have come out of work temporarily."
Just when he said this, Mr. Song was a little uncertain, and then sighed and said, "But this kid is a bit evil. Who knows whether this thing that is created like a dream will be true?"
"After all, this guy is not a person who plays according to common sense."
After saying this, as long as anyone who knows Yang Xiaotao nods in his heart.
Although that guy is young, he can reach his current position. If he doesn't have strength, it's no different from saying he is stupid.
"More importantly, Mr. Chen said."
Mr. Song's voice suddenly became meaningful and everyone saw it.
"Old Chen said, this kid is lucky."
In a word, everyone present took a deep breath, but no one refuted it.
Luck, that is definitely part of strength.
And often it will not be discovered at all when it arrives.
Everyone understood why Mr. Chen and Mr. Song were so nervous? They were afraid that Yang Xiaotao would be a mistake.
This damn luck is sometimes a problem.
"Okay, hurry up and study it."
"good."
"I'll go to the physics side to have a look."
"I'll go find remote sensing..."
Everyone scattered, leaving only Mr. Song and Chen Fang.
"Old Chen, your junior nephew is amazing."
Old Song said, he already knew what Old Ye was doing. He also wanted to bring Old Ye to the Chinese Academy of Sciences, but some things were obstructed and they had not been completed.
Now in Jiudu, it's not bad.
At least, Mr. Ye is now a worker, much better than those of them.
As for Yang Xiaotao, everyone knows the relationship with Lao Qian. Although he became a monk halfway through, he even envies such a good student and such a smart student, let alone Lao Qian.
Of course, there are probably not many people who can be a teacher for Yang Xiaotao.
And Chacha Lao Qian is the most suitable person.
"Stop talking, my uncle is ashamed of what this guy does."
Chen Fang smiled with a modest smile, but the pride on her face could not be concealed.
Yang Xiaotao helped them and their brothers fulfill their wishes, and they were definitely their own family.
Who is unhappy if your family has a promising future?
Of course, except those who are shameful to their family members.
"I'll go and see. This kid will find work for us. Let's talk about it next time I'll find Lao Qian."
Chen Fang smiled and stood up and left.
Mr. Song gave you a handsome look, then lowered his head and sighed inexplicably that he should have brought this kid to the Chinese Academy of Sciences at the beginning.
Now, if he dares to say this now, a group of people will come to him to argue.
Soon, the conference room became busy.
Except for the people who go to the toilet, the rest of the people are thinking hard.
Everyone gathers in a circle. Anyone who wants to express his opinions will come into the circle. No one will interrupt until he finishes his words.
But after that, a group of people asked questions.
At this moment, standing in the circle was a middle-aged man with ordinary appearance and glasses.
This person is Hu Xuping, director of the Research Office of Theoretical Physics of the Chinese Academy of Sciences.
It was the old student Ye who wrote notes for female classmates that he consciously abandoned his studies and later worked hard to achieve success.
Nowadays, he is one of the top talents of the Chinese Academy of Sciences.
"We can see the tungsten rod as many tungsten coils gather together, so it is true that tungsten rods are used as a conductor."
"So when the tungsten rod descends, it is when the conductor cuts the earth's magnetic field. According to the principle of electromagnetic induction, an interactive force will be generated to offset the force of the tungsten rod falling."
"So, it is impossible for the tungsten rod to accelerate all the time."
"But, the earth's magnetic field is not very strong, and this can be ignored."
"So, our conclusion is that the tungsten rod cannot be accelerated all the time, and it cannot hit the end speed of Mach thirty that the application group said."
Hu Xuping finished speaking the unified opinions within the group and waited for everyone to ask questions.
"Then how fast and how big the kinetic energy do you think it is?"
Mr. Song asked while recording.
Hu Xuping shook his head, "We are still calculating because this requires the purity of the tungsten rod and the high-temperature performance..."
When Hu Xuping went down, someone immediately stepped forward, "Our Gravity Group's opinion recognized Director Hu's conclusion, but we believe that the speed of the tungsten rod will be limited."
"And the calculation results we gave are Mach thirty is the lowest..."
The man left, and someone immediately stepped forward, "We oppose it, it is impossible to hit Mach thirty..."
"How is it impossible, the reason..."
"We think there are doubts about the fact that the bullet mentioned in the topic is eight times the speed of the bullet. You should know that the fastest AK fired only Mach 2.4, and eight times only Mach 20. How can it reach Mach 30?"
"Haha, that's in the plan, and all the things given are fooling people. You won't know, you're naive."
"Shit, who are you naive about? The guy who takes the Chinese test tens of his ranks."
"Damn, I'm full of math..."
"hehe..."
The argument has already given these people a loss of time, hunger, and even the original purpose.
Mr. Song looked at the increasingly intense scene and had no choice but to get up and walk out of the discussion circle.
Chen Fang was smoking a cigarette. Seeing Old Queen Song, both of them shook their heads helplessly.
"What should I do? This is not a solution."
Chen Fang was a little helpless, and literati were inferior to each other.
What's more, these guys are all arrogant, and others can be made, but they are not merciless in academics.
"Why would you come to Yang Xiaotao?"
"Try a few more people to help?"
Chen Fang suggested carefully, and Old Song sighed.
Who would have thought that just a little guy asked the topic that the Chinese Academy of Sciences would fall into it.
Really, I laughed out loud when I said it.
"Okay, shake people."
Just as the two walked out of the conference room, they found that the secretary waiting at the door ran to Chen Fang with an anxious look on his face.
"What's wrong?"
"Chief, Mr. Qian from the seventh-level department just called and said that Teacher Ye was hospitalized..."