Ye Han was immediately speechless. When it came to tactical issues, he was indeed an expert among experts, but when it came to technical issues, Qu Jiang was the real master.
Qu Jiang suddenly changed the topic: "But the internal combustion engine power pack is too noisy and is not suitable for power armor."
"Aren't internal combustion engines quite quiet now?" Ye Han asked strangely.
"The internal combustion engine is quiet, but what about the generator? The hydraulic armor is electrically driven, and mechanical energy must be converted into electrical energy to drive the hydraulic equipment throughout the body." Qu Jiang explained.
"I understand." Ye Han nodded, "What about that? I have a question, can I ask it?"
"You have already asked so many questions, do you still need this one?" Qu Jiang said angrily.
Ye Han chuckled: "If anything goes wrong, don't laugh at me."
"Say it, I promise, I will try not to laugh at you as much as possible." Qu Jiang promised insincerely.
Ye Han coughed lightly and cleared his throat: "I remember reading somewhere when I was a kid. The American Voyager and the former Soviet Union's satellites all used nuclear batteries. Can't this be used in power armor? You
Don't tell me that after all these years, we can't even build a nuclear battery."
Qu Jiang rolled his eyes in anger: "You know what the heck, satellites use plutonium batteries, which are two different things from nuclear power plants!"
"I just want to ask because I don't understand." Ye Han looked like he was all ears.
Qu Jiang sighed and explained: "Have you ever heard of the element plutonium?"
"I know that the critical mass of nuclear raw materials used to make atomic bombs seems to be a little more than five kilograms." Ye Han said.
Qu Jiang smiled: "You know a lot, but do you know what isotopes are?"
"No need to ask!" Ye Han curled his lips without concealing it.
"Okay, tell me how many isotopes there are in plutonium!"
"I don't know!" Ye Han said simply.
"No knowledge, no skills!" Qu Jiang curled his lips in a learned manner, and then sighed, "What should I tell you?"
"Say whatever comes to mind, it doesn't matter, I have a strong ability to accept." Ye Han said.
Qu Jiang thought for a while and said: "Plutonium has six isotopes. The most important plutonium-239 can make nuclear weapons. Plutonium-238 is also relatively common. The half-life of this thing is only 88 years. When it decays, it can continue to release very high temperatures. Look.
It looks like, well, like dark red charcoal. The thermal battery on the satellite actually absorbs the heat of plutonium to generate electricity. It is said to be a nuclear battery, but it is actually not the same thing as the fusion reaction in a nuclear power plant."
"Understood!" Ye Han nodded heavily, "I thought nuclear batteries and nuclear power plants were the same thing. I never understood why we built such a big nuclear power plant when we can make a nuclear reactor as big as a battery."
"Don't tell me, we do have micro-reactor technology. The reactor we built is only as big as a pressure cooker. The problem is that the fuel of this thing is exactly the same as that of a nuclear power plant. Carrying a nuclear reactor on the battlefield, hey, what if the reactor is penetrated by a bullet?
What are the consequences?"
Ye Han's cheeks twitched, and the hot word nuclear leak suddenly appeared in his mind.
"The ones that are easy to use are either too dangerous, inappropriate, or the technology is immature, so we should just stick to the battery road and keep going to the dark side." Qu Jiang said rather helplessly.
"What about the fuel cell?" Ye Han asked again.
"I still don't understand this!" Qu Jiang wanted to give Ye Han a slap in the face. "Fuel cells have the word "fuel". How can they generate electricity without fuel? And it either uses hydrogen or methane, both of which are flammable gases. I dare to use these things.
As motivation, do you dare to take it to the battlefield?"
"I don't dare." Ye Han replied honestly, closed his mouth and never asked another word.
"Is there anything else you want to ask?" Qu Jiang asked.
"No more." Ye Han shook his head.
People who do research rely on their brains. They have thought about things that should be considered over and over again. He, a big-time soldier who relies on his physical fitness, can't catch up. It's better not to bring up these low-level issues to make people laugh.
If you really don't understand anything, it's not too late to ask again after you get the power armor.
"Then you go back and wait." Qu Jiang directly issued an eviction order.
"It's okay, I can wait." Ye Han said.
"I don't have any place for you to wait here." Qu Jiang said rudely, "It takes several hours to print just the lining. Don't worry, we still want to rest."
3. Printing is not that simple. Although the armor lining has a simple structure, it still takes several hours to complete a part. If the experimental cabin is not equipped with multiple 3. printers, the printing of the lining alone will take several days.
Ye Han really wanted to fight for it again, but after hesitating again and again, he finally left the experimental cabin honestly.
Before leaving, Qu Jiang handed Ye Han a hard card the size of a bank card: "This is your ID. Go back and wait for my notification."
Ye Han took the card and pinned it to his chest, reluctantly leaving the experimental cabin.
There was no one outside the experimental cabin. The lieutenant who sent him here had already left. Opposite the experimental cabin, a truck was unloading giant ants. Ye Han stared blankly for a while and said hello to the power armor responsible for unloading the truck.
Returning to the dormitory along the way he came, Ye Han fell on the bed full of thoughts, silently pondering the previous experience.
The owner of the powered armor opposite must be a carefully selected elite of the military. I don't know how many warriors with powered armor there are on the ship.
According to Ye Han's understanding, the most expensive military branch is the pilot. The training cost for each pilot is astronomical. If the money was converted into gold, its weight would be higher than the weight of the pilot!
However, even though the training cost for pilots is so high, I have never heard of any ace having a tailor-made fighter plane. Since the power armor is tailor-made, the user's treatment should be at least equal to that of pilots.
In other words, only officers are eligible to use power armor. At least until power armor becomes popular on a large scale, it is impossible for ordinary soldiers to own power armor.
But how to arrange the few soldiers who came with him? The captain said that he would make a decision after checking the situation of several people. Could this statement be just a perfunctory statement? In fact, he had already made up his mind to treat all four people.
Send away?
If I had known this earlier, I would have left a few of them in Fuyun.
While thinking wildly, Ye Han suddenly heard a sound of footsteps. He didn't pay attention to it at first, but the footsteps actually stopped outside the door.
Ye Han sat up in confusion, and when his eyes fell on the hatch, the hatch was opened from the outside, and a tall figure stepped into the dormitory.
This man has a dark face, with unusually tough facial lines, full of military masculinity. He is at least 1.8 meters tall, and his strong body is like a wall, full of a sense of oppression from above, making it difficult to breathe.
