Gu Chen never told them what the situation was outside. If she deliberately concealed something, no matter how good you are, you wouldn't be able to tell anything strange.
It's not like Xie Jingyao hasn't looked at her secretly. It can be seen that her eyebrows are cold. When she closed her eyes and rested, her eyebrows were stretched, and there was no trace of worry. After looking at it a few times, she didn't see anything wrong, so she simply stopped looking at it. Seriously
Do the job at hand.
"This can be decomposed during the day, and the wings can be put in the morning. The fuselage can't be broken down at noon, starting at 3:30 in the afternoon."
As soon as something like this happened.
Mr. Zhou did not expect that the male soldier in front of him, who looked very unreliable in appearance, was surprisingly rigorous in his work.
"The young man is very serious about his work. It's up to you to make the decision." Mr. Zhou smiled and patted his shoulder, with a happy smile in his wise eyes. In these two young soldiers, it is easy to see the importance of the country.
Hope, the hope of a rich and powerful country.
Their generation is already old, but their generation is the rising star. A strong country... is no longer a dream on paper, but is being realized day by day.
It is best to cut during the day. There is loud noise and the sound of cars coming and going outside, which can more or less cover up the noise of the cutting machine. Xie Jingyao naturally thought of this, so he put the most difficult part of the machine in the afternoon.
Cutting started after 3:30.
Just now they just tried out seven cutting machines, but after just one try, the strange smell in the air was already very strong.
...When the cutting started, the air in the basement would only get worse, and Gu Chen became a little worried.
After persuading Mr. Zhou to take a rest, Gu Chen walked over to Xie Jingyao, who was still immersed in sketching, "The air in the basement is not circulating, and I'm worried that Mr. Zhou won't be able to bear it."
After all, Mr. Zhou was old. He stayed up all night and only rested for a few hours during the day before continuing. Gu Chen was really worried about his presence.
Xie Jingyao did not answer immediately. After quickly finishing the installation drawing of the last part on the white paper, he looked up at Gu Chen standing in front of him. After thinking about it, he curled his lips and smiled and said: "Sit down and talk.
I looked up tired."
Gu Chen sat down as he was told and heard him say calmly: "Mr. Zhou never thought about returning home safely from the beginning." He lowered his head and held the pencil heavily in his hand. He was so strong that he broke the pencil in two.
cut.
Hearing Gu Chen's breathing pause, he smiled bitterly and continued: "Originally, Mr. Zhou was not sent here, but a young engineer who had participated in satellite design, but Mr. Zhou stood up and opposed it."
"He said that he was old, and it didn't matter if he really wanted to have something. He had no children, and in the end he sacrificed himself for the motherland. His life was worth living."
Many military engineers of Mr. Zhou's generation were childless. They dedicated their lives to the military industry, sacrificing not only themselves but also their families.
"No woman can hold on to the three hundred and sixty-five days in a year, and the husband only has five days in his own status. So what if we are like-minded? In the end, the work will be divided."
For some reason, Gu Chen always felt that Xie Jingyao was gritting his teeth when he said the words "work and swallows fly apart".
