NIP Chapter 3186 Panda Fighter Jet Design Blueprints
Chapter 3186 Panda Fighter Jet Design Blueprints
Chapter 3186 Panda Fighter Jet Design Blueprints
The sky gradually brightened.
Ji Xiang turned around, walked step by step to the table, and then sat down quietly.
Sunlight began to stream in, illuminating a tired face, and a sudden look of pain flashed in his eyes.
She couldn't figure it out.
I can't understand why this is happening.
Why would a staunch fighter, who has been tested by the revolution for so long, do such a thing?
Why would someone betray their beliefs?
If it were for the sake of life, she might find it understandable.
After all, the fear of death is human nature.
But what was the other party after?
Is 'freedom' a vague and elusive concept?
Or is it the desire for material life?
I just can't figure it out.
Ji Xiang sat on the table, watching the sunlight gradually solidify and the outline of the window begin to turn.
Only when the sunlight shone on him and he felt the warmth of the light did he regain his composure, get up, and walk out of the room.
Back in her office, Ji Xiang regained her capable demeanor, but beneath that facade lay a weary heart.
"Dean Ji."
Yu Zecheng's voice came from the doorway. Ji Xiang looked up and then nodded.
A short while later, Lao Zhu, Lao Hu, and Lao Ganzi came in one after another.
They already knew about Bai Jing, but these people had all crawled out of piles of corpses; what hadn't they seen?
Aside from feeling a pang of regret, all that followed was hatred.
Anyone who undermines revolutionary construction is their enemy.
When dealing with enemies, one must be as ruthless as a harsh winter.
After everyone sat down, Yu Zecheng spoke first, "We have already arranged for people to follow them, but it's not very convenient in the hospital, so we'll need your help."
"In addition, only Lao Zhu said that I was afraid it was unreliable, so I think that when using the special medicine again in the future, we should add a condition: use it as soon as possible and avoid sunlight."
"The pharmaceutical company has also coordinated with us. They will soon produce a batch of drugs mixed with folic acid. Of course, no one knows whether there will be any side effects."
"However, I heard from Director Zhu that this stuff is supposed to be good for your health, so you can use it without worry."
Yu Zecheng spoke attentively, and everyone listened carefully.
They still need to continue acting.
At the very least, they need to convince Bai Jing, and ideally, they should also get her the gourd with added folic acid. They need to calculate this carefully.
Then, before arresting her, the message was sent out, and the entire network was dismantled along that line.
"Section Chief Yu, please rest assured, we will cooperate fully."
Ji Xiang, representing the hospital, expressed her stance, and everyone else firmly supported it.
Seeing this, Yu Zecheng could only nod, and finally reminded everyone, "Gentlemen, it's not that I don't trust you, but this matter is very important."
"President Yang also attaches great importance to this matter."
"So, to put it bluntly..."
Yu Zecheng paused briefly before continuing, "Bai Jing may be just an isolated case, or she may be one of many."
"Therefore, I think we should investigate everyone who has been to Peninsula Hospital."
"Including all of you here today."
After speaking, he looked at the people present.
Including Ji Xiang.
Everyone's expression changed for a moment, but they quickly recovered.
Old Zhu took out a cigarette from his pocket, ignoring Ji Xiang's dislike of the smell of smoke, and lit it, saying, "A clear conscience fears no accusation. It's good to investigate."
The old man shrugged. "I'm fine."
Ji Xiang rested her hands on her chin and nodded weakly.
She knew that this was the consequence of one bad apple spoiling the whole bunch.
"That's settled then."
Yu Zecheng didn't want to stay any longer and got up to leave.
"We're leaving too."
Seeing that Ji Xiang was in low spirits, Lao Zhu, Lao Hu, and the others exchanged glances and left.
They left the office with Yu Zecheng.
"Section Chief Yu."
Old Hu quickened his pace; he came from the Red Star Machinery Factory and was considered a veteran of the Ninth Department.
He is the one who is least afraid of being investigated.
Of course, he believed that others were the same.
After all, everyone here is a Level 8 Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioner, with such good benefits and treatment, and they're all getting on in years, so who would want to go through all that trouble?
"Dr. Hu."
Yu Zecheng stopped and turned around with a smile, "What can I do for you?"
Old Hu and the others stepped forward, all smiling. "It's nothing, it's just that you don't look too well. How about we give you some acupuncture?"
The old man stepped forward and said, "Judging from your appearance, you must be weak in bed, it's a physical problem."
Mmm...
Before the old man could finish speaking, Yu Zecheng stepped forward and covered his mouth, saying, "Old Feng, Old Feng, just say less."
Hehe~~~
The old man pushed Yu Zecheng away, "Do you want me to give you a massage?"
"I guarantee you'll feel refreshed."
"Hmm, two acupuncture needles will do!"
Old Zhu chimed in from the sidelines, "It can prolong the time."
"Comrade Zhu Zizhou."
Yu Zecheng solemnly called for a halt, then quickly said, "I have other things to do, I'll come again next time."
He turned and ran away.
These old scoundrels, especially since they're also medical professionals, are not to be trifled with.
"Oh dear, how can we avoid seeking medical help when we're sick?"
"Section Chief Yu, come again next time."
Hahaha
The group laughed heartily, drawing curious glances from passersby.
Then, not long after, news spread that Section Chief Yu was suffering from sexual dysfunction and had come to seek medical help.
When the news reached the Ninth Department's Security Division, Yu Zecheng locked himself in his office, too ashamed to go out and face anyone.
At lunchtime, Yang Xiaotao had just come out of the research institute and was chatting with Wang Xushan and Zhou Lihao about the design of the aircraft tail fin.
The design of the Tomcat fighter jet is nearing completion, and Yang Xiaotao, having participated in the project, has gained a comprehensive understanding of the aircraft's design.
Even when using the analysis bracelet, it was discovered that most of the materials used in the Tomcat fighter jet could be found.
This also facilitates subsequent production and manufacturing.
As for the small portion, according to the Coastal Defense Research Institute, it should be a material that is resistant to salt spray, moisture, and mold. They have designed it for warships before and have now achieved results, so it can be used directly.
This also facilitates subsequent manufacturing and production.
Now, after more than half a month of research, the variable sweep wing design of the Tomcat fighter jet has been basically mastered.
However, understanding something thoroughly is one thing, but designing it is another.
"The male cat's double-drooping tail design is similar to our White Colt, I think we can learn from it." "Of course, I personally think we can just copy it directly, but the parameters need to be modified."
Zhou Lihao shared his opinion, while Wang Xushan, standing beside him, expressed a different view: "If we simply copy it, it might not be compatible with variable sweep wings. It's best to respect the original design."
Zhou Lihao shook his head. "Fighter jets are designed, and what they design may not be the best. Moreover, since this fighter jet is not as good as our J-8, it means that its design has flaws. Why don't we design a better one?"
"Besides, if we're going to switch to our own Jingwei engines, we'll naturally have to redesign it. So what's wrong with changing the tail fin?"
Wang Xushan shrugged. "Should we also modify the variable sweep wings?"
"This will save a lot of trouble."
"Nonsense, isn't the very purpose of studying this aircraft to study its performance?"
"Three gears, three degrees, corresponding to three different states."
"Right now, our most important task is to design this prescription."
Yang Xiaotao watched as the two argued about the tail fin's sweep angle, and his head began to ache.
This has happened many times before.
If it were someone else, they would have to prove it through repeated practice to convince them.
Alternatively, it can be proven using a large amount of computation.
However, for Yang Xiaotao, it was simply a matter of drawing a few more design drafts.
Moreover, Yang Xiaotao basically locked onto three fixed angles.
"Okay, let's go eat first."
Yang Xiaotao interrupted their argument and walked towards the cafeteria first.
The two exchanged a glance. "Let's talk after we finish eating."
"Okay, we'll talk about it later."
Two days later.
Yang Xiaotao sat at his desk, arranging the design drawings neatly.
Then adjustments were made according to the patterns used in fighter jets.
Each part has multiple design drawings, and he drew each of these drawings by hand.
Therefore, there is almost no place to put a cup on Yang Xiaotao's desk.
As night deepened, tiny water droplets, processed by the cold air, began to fall from the sky, condensing into snowflakes as they approached the ground, thus adorning everything on earth.
Yang Xiaotao looked up at the window, just as Xiaowei flew in to bring news of the snow. Yang Xiaotao's gaze then turned to the doghouse beside him.
At this moment, the four dogs were running and playing in the yard, very lively.
Now, Wangcai's little house has been expanded again, and in addition to the couple, there are also Wangwang and Wangbai living in the house.
Wang Bai is Wang Wang's brother, who is three years younger than him. Wang Bai was born with three sisters, all of whom were given away by Yang Xiaotao.
The reason for keeping Wangbai by his side was that he planned to give him away.
The destination was, naturally, Persia.
The decision to keep Wangbai was a joint one between Wangcai and Xiaowei.
As for Hei Niu, this great 'mother' has been content watching her children leave one by one and have multiplied over the years.
This litter is probably the last generation she will ever bear. Her health is already declining, and she probably won't live much longer than before, maybe within the next couple of years.
"It's snowing."
Yang Xiaotao placed his hands on the table, then looked out the window and sighed.
Xiao Wei made two whooshing sounds, then flew out the window.
Looking at Wangcai's family playing outside the window, Yang Xiaotao couldn't help but think back to a few years ago when he wasn't this tired.
Back then, work was simple, and life was simple.
Every day I go to and from get off work, spend time with my wife and kids, go out for drinks and chats with my buddies, and when it snows, I can sit at the table, warm a pot of tea, and read a book for a while.
Unlike now, I'm busy all day long!
crunch
The door opened, and Ran Qiuye walked in carrying a steaming cup of hot tea. "It's snowing outside."
Ran Qiuye glanced at the design drawings spread out on the desk, picked one up and placed it aside, then put down her cup.
"Yes, got it."
Pointing outside, he said, "Wangcai and the others are quite lively."
"very nice!"
The two chatted and laughed. Yang Xiaotao drank a cup of tea, then looked at the design drawings on the table, deciding to leave them for tomorrow.
But when I checked the time, it was still early compared to my usual schedule, so I took a deep breath and got back to work.
Ran Qiuye didn't leave either. Instead, she walked behind Yang Xiaotao, put her hand on his shoulder, and started kneading him.
Feeling the force coming from behind, Yang Xiaotao suddenly laughed and said, "Wife, don't you think this scene is like a beautiful woman reading by herself at night?"
Ran Qiuye pinched him hard. "What, you want someone younger?"
Yang Xiaotao immediately shook his head, "No need, no need, my wife is forever eighteen, why would I need someone younger?"
"What do you mean 18? I'm already 32, I'm not young anymore."
As he spoke, Yang Xiaotao tightened his grip, grinned, and then quickly changed the subject, "Wife, could you help me get that blueprint?"
Yang Xiaotao pointed to a portion of the design drawings that Ran Qiuye had just removed and said.
Ran Qiuye let go of his hand, snorted coldly, picked up the design drawing, and handed it to Yang Xiaotao.
"Go to bed early, don't stay up too late."
After giving her a word of advice, Ran Qiuye turned and left.
Yang Xiaotao quickly stretched his shoulders and then let out a long sigh of relief.
Pick up the design drawings, remove the top one, and then reveal the bottom one.
If you only look at the appearance, the two design drawings are not much different.
However, upon closer inspection, there are slight differences in the sweep angle on the design drawings.
Just as Yang Xiaotao put it down, the system's voice suddenly came to his mind.
Yang Xiaotao had waited far too long for this moment.
"Damn it, this bug is getting harder and harder to exploit."
With a sigh, Yang Xiaotao quickly opened the system panel.
"Ding, congratulations host, you have successfully completed the fighter jet design. Please name it."
The appearance of the system notification indicates that Yang Xiaotao has successfully modified the Tomcat fighter jet.
The design of the new fighter jet was based on the Tomcat fighter jet, but it used a better turbofan engine, made up for its weaknesses, and its performance would surpass that of the Tomcat fighter jet.
Taking a deep breath, Yang Xiaotao looked out the window at the stark black and white sky and said the name he had already thought of, "Name it, Panda Fighter Jet."
As soon as Yang Xiaotao successfully named it in his mind, the system quickly provided feedback.
"Ding! Congratulations, host, you have completed the fighter jet design. System evaluation level: Excellent - Medium!"
"Ding, congratulations host, you have gained 30000 credits."
After closing the system panel, Yang Xiaotao carefully arranged the design drawings in front of him and then stored them one by one into the system space.
Then he put the other design drawings aside and organized them.
For Yang Xiaotao, the 'excellent-medium' design drawings were more than enough; what more could he ask for?
The remaining design drawings can be disposed of as waste paper.
After tidying everything up, Yang Xiaotao rubbed his hands together, immediately turned off the lights, left the study, and quickly went to the bedroom.
Ran Qiuye had just lain down and hadn't fallen asleep yet when she heard Yang Xiaotao open the door. The next moment, Yang Xiaotao pounced on the bed.
"Wife, you are my lucky goddess."
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