The idea of installing helicopter propellers on long-range bombers is almost the same as the tilt-rotor aircraft represented by the V-22 "Osprey".
Nikola and Tesla's concept is a bit more advanced than the Osprey. I don't know how smart the Osprey is, and it certainly has not achieved driverless driving.
When another space-time "Osprey" appeared, it was already 1985, and its early model XV-3 made its first flight in 1955.
Therefore, Rock has no confidence that Nikola Tesla Research Institute can produce a more advanced aircraft in 1927 than in 1985, even if he is Nikola Tesla.
But it doesn’t matter, just like Nikola; Tesla casually designed a toy car, and then harvested the gyroscopic stabilization system and electric drive system. Nikola; Tesla’s research and formal projects will probably fail because they are too advanced.
, but some strange things will appear during the research and development process, and these things are what Roque values most.
It has to be said that Nikola Tesla is indeed a genius. As soon as the "Remote Intelligent Unmanned Bomber" project was established, Rock unexpectedly obtained integrated circuits.
Although there is still a gap between integrated circuits and real chips, in time, Southern Africa is bound to lead the world again in the field of chips. By then, Southern Africa will be able to use chips to jam the necks of Americans. It is a beautiful scene to think about.
It is the height of summer in Nyasaland in October, and it is already snowing heavily in New York in October.
After all, Tom's company failed to survive the economic crisis. In an environment where countries generally began to implement trade protection, companies engaged in import and export trade collapsed on a large scale. Tom's company collapsed at the end of September. The boss sold off his property and took his family to immigrate to southern Africa. Listen
Talking about buying a farm and becoming a farmer, Tom was in a worse situation. He couldn't immigrate, and his boss still owed one month's salary. The day after the company closed down, Tom was forced to go out to find a job.
It's impossible not to find a job. Most of Tom's savings from working over the past few years were invested in the stock market before the economic crisis broke out. As a result, the economic crisis broke out and the stock market plummeted. Tom's savings were wiped out. If he didn't find a job, Tom would be hungry.
Like the current American economy, it snowed very early in New York today, the weather was extremely cold, the sky was gray, the streets were gray, and even people's faces were gray.
When he walked out of the apartment door, a gust of cold wind blew, and Tom subconsciously wrapped himself tightly in the woolen coat that he had worn for a year.
Why emphasize one year?
In the United States before the economic crisis, professional white-collar workers like Tom had to buy new clothes every year. A woolen coat was good enough to wear for one winter. Many people would throw away all the clothes they wore every time the seasons changed.
When the economic crisis broke out this year, Tom was unable to buy more clothes. He had not bought clothes for a long time.
Let alone buying clothes, if he can't find a job again, Tom won't even have food to eat.
Looking up at the sky where snowflakes were falling, it was so foggy that he couldn't see anything. Tom cursed "damn the weather" and was going to try his luck at the church to see if he could have a meal.
Eight months after the outbreak of the economic crisis, the U.S. government is still doing nothing. The number of unemployed people has reached an unprecedented level. The queues waiting for relief can stretch for several streets. The help that churches can provide is very limited. Most of the time, there is only one cup.
Just diluted coffee and a small piece of bread.
That's it, the daily supply is limited, so if you go late, you won't be able to eat.
After walking a few steps, Tom heard a weak voice.
"Tom——"
Tom looked in the direction of the sound, but unexpectedly saw no one at first.
"Tom——"
Only then did Tom find Benson huddled on the street.
I don’t know how long Benson had been on the street. He was covered with a thin layer of snowflakes, covering his head and face. It was almost integrated with the wall, so Tom didn’t notice it immediately.
Even if he noticed, without careful observation, Tom really couldn't connect the homeless man in front of him with the high-spirited middle class eight months ago.
"Benson?" Tom couldn't believe his eyes.
"It's me, Tom -" Benson held on to the wall and tried to stand up, but his limbs were probably numb due to the lack of blood circulation due to lying for too long. He suddenly slipped again halfway through standing.
"Be careful-" Tom helped Benson in time.
"Thank you - I'm sorry, I appeared in front of you in such a mess, I didn't want to -" Benson smiled bitterly, the original color of the coat on his body could no longer be seen, it was in tatters, and his face was bruised and bruised.
, the hand was red from the cold, and the bones could be directly seen through the cracked hole.
"Come in, why didn't you knock on the door?" Tom felt very sad. Benson was Tom's first friend after joining the work.
Also the best friend.
Tom's apartment is a bit small. In New York, where land is at a premium, rent is not cheap. If he can no longer find a job, Tom will consider moving further away to reduce expenses.
But that also means that Tom has to spend more time commuting.
In order to save money, Tom's apartment has no heating and the fireplace is in name only. Tom cannot afford coal or firewood.
When the kettle is empty, forget about coffee and tea. Having a mouth of boiling water to warm your body is the greatest gift from God.
Benson held the glass of water with tears in his eyes. Only when you have lost can you learn to cherish.
"The situation was terrible. I wanted to look for a job at first, but I didn't expect that more and more people were unemployed. I registered at the employment agency and asked if there were any jobs every day. Then I stopped going because I couldn't
Not selling my car, selling both of them, then the house, my Mary leaving me, the kids having to be given away - I'm done, I'm done, Tom -" Benson burst into tears, short
Eight months is like a lifetime ago.
Tom felt so sad that he couldn't say a word.
In the current economic crisis, no one can survive alone. Looking at Benson in front of him, Tom seemed to see himself tomorrow.
Benson could still sell his house and car when he was desperate, but now Tom had nothing but his coat.
"——Last night I stayed next to the Hudson River all night, and six people jumped from me. Originally, I wanted to jump, but then I backed down. I am an incompetent coward. I don't even have the courage to commit suicide.
No—" Benson wailed.
Tom felt sad in his heart. Suicide also requires courage. He still remembered that eight months ago, Benson and Tom laughed at those who committed suicide by jumping from the New York Stock Exchange building because of the stock market crash. Now it was finally his turn.
"You are my best friend. I came here to say goodbye to you. If you have time, I hope you can go and see my children - forget it, even I don't know where they are now and whether they are doing well or not -
—" Benson turned pale and muttered to himself.
Give it away——
not necessarily.
As early as a few months ago, there were reports about "child selling" in newspapers. Many families who had lost their jobs and were unable to raise their children had to "sell" their children in exchange for a cheap dinner.
Tom used to think it was a reporter trying to impress people, but when he saw Benson crying in front of him, Tom suddenly realized that it was not necessarily sensationalism.
"Don't be like this Benson, you used to teach me that you have to get up from where you fell. Before you despair, you must be strong -" Tom tried to encourage Benson, but the effect was obviously not good.
"Haha, Tom, I don't want to despair, I also want to be strong, but this damn society doesn't give me the chance to be strong. I want to work. If someone is willing to give me a job now, I will try my best, but there are
Who can give me a job?" Benson tore his hair in pain. The snowflakes had all turned into water and soaked into Benson's hair. The snow water mixed with tears slipped down Benson's cheeks. This man was in an unprecedented state of embarrassment.
"Come on Benson, if you want to get a job, you have to clean yourself up first. Think about Mary and the children. If you want to get them back, you have to cheer up first." Tom got up and went to heat Benson.
Water, ready to find some old clothes of his own for Benson to change into.
You really need to tidy up. It was probably because the weather outside was relatively cold and the air was frozen, so Tom didn't smell Benson's scent.
The temperature in the apartment was definitely higher than on the street, and only then did Tom smell Benson's scent.
How to put it, it's like opening a can of herring in July and forgetting to eat it, only to remember it a week later.
That's probably what it tastes like.
When it came to Mary and the children, Benson slowly calmed down. In fact, he had always been a very rational person, but life was too cruel, and Benson was defeated.
It's much better to vent now.
After drinking some hot water and taking a hot bath, Tom helped Benson cut his hair with scissors, shaved his beard, and put on Tom's old clothes.
Although the clothes are a bit big, I finally look like a person and feel completely new.
"Let's go out and get something to eat. I still have some money, but not too much. The damn boss still owes me one month's salary. Sooner or later, I will go to southern Africa to find him and get it back." Tom is really not like that.
He was worried about his little salary and kept talking just to make Benson relax.
Silence is scarier than quarrel.
"Thank you Tom, I think I'm much better -" Benson looked at himself in the mirror, suddenly enlightened.
"Don't worry, buddy, as long as I have something to eat, you won't be hungry. My bed is a bit small, but it can sleep two people. Of course, if you are afraid, you can also sleep on the sofa, but I only have one bed.
Quilt, we have to toss a coin to decide who owns the quilt -" Tom suddenly remembered that if he can't find a job again, there won't even be any coins in a few days -
Then you'd better find a job quickly.
p: There are actually activities at Qidian during 51. It’s so cruel. It is indeed Labor Day, and labor is the most glorious——
