For the first time, Li Wenjun felt the helplessness of an old father: This guy is really, you say yours and he does his.
Manager of the aerospace equipment company: "Huh? What's going on? Shouldn't we call people from our company to handle this kind of thing? When did this bastard Dong Qingjun get transferred to my side?"
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A few days later, Li Wenjun took Dong Qingjun to the gate of the air force base and took out a positioning watch: "Here, the new product from the mobile phone factory is just for you to try."
Originally, he asked the mobile phone factory to develop and produce it for his children.
The previous experience of Diandian and Tiaotiao disappearing reminded him that after the chip is ready, a positioning device must be built.
Dong Qingjun put it on reluctantly, but then found that he couldn't take it off.
Li Wenjun also brought one and said: "This one is waterproof. Don't worry, you can take a bath with it and so on. It only weighs 20 grams and won't hinder you."
In fact, the original plan was to develop an application software on mobile phones for positioning.
But time was tight and it was too late, so he could only bring one with him and use the relative position between them to locate it.
Dong Qingjun said: "Why do I feel like this is Sun Wukong's golden hoop?"
Li Wenjun: "Hey, by the way, this is the golden hoop. You are so smart."
Dong Qingjun: "When can I take it off?"
Li Wenjun: "When we get the scripture, when we come out of it, I will help you pick it off."
Someone knocked on their car window.
Li Wenjun turned around and saw that it was Yang Shouzhuo who got out of the car in surprise: "Hey, why are you here too?"
Yang Shouzhuo: "Tsk, tsk, how could I miss such a fun thing. I know a little bit about weapons, so I will dismantle them with you."
When Li Wenjun entered, he found that not only Yang Shouzhuo was an acquaintance of his, but also Lu Hanxian and Jiang Qiangjun.
When Jiang Qiangjun saw Li Wenjun, he walked over and shook his hand solemnly: "Comrade Li Wenjun, thank you very much. You have done us a big favor again."
The excitement and emotion cannot be concealed in words.
Li Wenjun smiled: "We are all our own people, let's not talk about this. Besides, I am also working for my own company."
They can take away things, but he only wants skills.
Everyone was in a hurry and didn't give Li Wenjun and the others a chance to rest.
Half an hour later, a group of pilots put on their work clothes and watched Li Wenjun and the mechanics dismantle the Mi-24.
Dong Qingjun glanced at the cockpit, curled his lips and shook his head: "Tsk tsk tsk, Lao Maozi's machinery may be very strong, but electronic communication is not good. This operation panel is very backward at first glance. The details are not fine enough, even our lowest-end car.
Not comparable. For example, the comfort of the seats, these operating levers, tsk tsk tsk, are too rough. I really don’t understand, what is there to study about this kind of thing..."
Everyone turned around and glared at him: You are such an ignorant boy!
Lao Maozi is definitely ahead of us in making weapons, okay?
The MiG-29 equipped since 1984 has radar and stealth infrared search and tracking systems and helmet-mounted sights. You can lock the target just by looking at it. Fighters targeted by the MiG-29 basically escape.
Don't fall off.
The key is to get it.
Li Wenjun said: "The Mi-24 is not Lao Maozi's latest model. And we are not copying them, we need to improve them."
He was reminding Dong Qingjun: You brat, stop talking nonsense.
The key is to learn from each other's strengths and offset weaknesses.
Li Wenjun removed the propeller.
Dong Qingjun tapped the propeller with his finger and said: "It sounds like it is made of titanium alloy. We use carbon fiber to make it bigger, lighter and stronger than it."
Yang Shouzhuo rolled his eyes: "Shut up, you! We are all experts in aircraft weapons here."
It would be great if there really was a binding curse. Now it's time to recite the curse.
Li Wenjun cursed in his mind and began to dismantle the nose of the machine.
Dong Qingjun whispered: "I heard that with this model, when the wings are tilted more than 12 degrees, the nose will flip over if the speed exceeds 200km/h. Speaking of which, the same is true for our first version of the drone."
Later, it was changed to a multi-rotor, and this problem was solved by adjusting the rotation speed of the rotors at different positions to adjust the direction.
Jiang Qiangjun looked back at him and wanted to say: "Guard, carry him out."
But when I turned around, I realized that everyone was just technicians and there were no guards, so forget it.
Li Wenjun dismantled it very slowly, and there were people nearby who were videotaping and taking photos. There were also people who numbered the disassembled parts, drew pictures and marked the locations of the parts, and then placed the parts in boxes with corresponding numbers.
But Jiang Qiangjun kept saying from the side: "Slow down, slow down. Be sure to take pictures clearly. What if it is taken apart and cannot be put back together."
In fact, everyone is very worried about this problem, thinking that no matter how capable Li Wenjun is, he will not be able to get a second one.
Dong Qingjun suddenly laughed: "No. Because we have..."
He wanted to say that we have the drawings and have already made a model that is ten times smaller.
Li Wenjun pressed him down and put the tool in his hand: "You can dismantle it, so I won't have to talk so much."
Damn, you talk so much nonsense.
I've gone through life and death to get back the blueprints. You've poked them out before I've even finished digesting them. These people will definitely come and ask for them from me.
The reason why I made a smaller version first was because I didn’t want to make too much noise and be known to others.
If I had known I wouldn’t have brought you here!!!
Dong Qingjun had a job in hand, so he stopped talking.
After all, it is quite troublesome to dismantle one.
Li Wenjun and Yang Shouzhuo exchanged glances: Huh, if I had known, I would have let him come from the beginning.
It was supposed to be time for lunch.
No one was willing to leave, so Jiang Qiangjun simply asked someone to bring lunch to the hangar.
Then everyone sat on the floor and discussed while eating.
Dong Qingjun was surprisingly silent.
Then come again in the afternoon.
Keep it open until dinner.
Dong Qingjun still wanted to stay in the hangar, but was dragged away by Li Wenjun.
After dinner, Dong Qingjun went to the hangar again, but was dragged to bed by Li Wenjun.
Dong Qingjun protested: "I'm not tired, you go to bed first."
Li Wenjun said: "I'm tired. This is not a job that can be done in one day. Take your time."
In fact, he saw that Jiang Qiangjun was already a little tired.
When Dong Qingjun insisted on demolishing it, Jiang Qiangjun had to stay and watch.
Even if Jiang Qiangjun is energetic, others, such as those taking pictures, have to stay.
Dong Qingjun could only say reluctantly: "Okay. Why are you so weak now?"
Li Wenjun didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He turned to Jiang Qiangjun and said, "We will start on time at 8:30 tomorrow morning."
Dong Qingjun said: "It doesn't have to be so late. I can get up at half past six and wash up and eat in half an hour."
Li Wenjun said: "Yes, get up and go for a run with me first."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard Li Wenjun's words: I'm so tired. Dong Qingjun is really capable of doing things, even better than a soldier. He should be sent to the special forces.
