Chapter 2097 Faster Aircraft
Shengjing, aircraft factory.
Wu Zhe was awakened by a knock on the door. He stayed up too late last night and it was already early morning when he came back to sleep.
The bed was finally warm and I was sleeping soundly. But now I was woken up again.
Then he lifted the quilt, and a burst of cold air suddenly dissipated the heat on his body, making him shiver.
Then he quickly put on the coat that was placed on the quilt. It felt chilly again, and then he got up and opened the door.
"Who are you in such a hurry!"
As soon as I opened the door and said a word, I saw the factory director's secretary standing there anxiously, his face turned blue from the cold, but he still looked calm. The face is anxious.
"Xiao Hu!"
"Director Wu, the factory director, asked you to go over for a meeting now!"
"Now?"
Wu Zhe looked at the sky outside.
It has been snowing heavily in Shengjing recently, and the surrounding area used to be completely white, but now it is probably five o'clock in the morning.
It’s not bright yet!
"Director Wu, hurry up, I have to inform Captain Lan!"
Xiao Hu said anxiously, Wu Zhe understood that there must be something important, so he nodded, "Okay, I'll go right away."
After hearing this, Xiao Hu immediately ran to another place.
Six o'clock in the morning.
The conference room was full of people.
The people here are all the elite backbone of the aircraft factory.
There are those who specialize in designing aircraft, those who research aerodynamics, those who research weapons, and even more specialized test pilots.
Everyone was called here early in the morning, some of them hadn’t even washed their faces and were now rubbing the shit out of their eyes.
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The sound of slamming the table rang twice, and the factory director and secretary appeared above.
Then the entire conference room fell silent.
"Comrades, here, let me tell you some bad news!"
The secretary stood up first, stared at everyone present and said.
"Just yesterday evening, we were attacked by..."
"We dispatched more than thirty aircraft to intercept, but in the end we could only watch them fly away!"
“Shame, what a shame!”
After the secretary finished speaking, his voice was sad.
This is not only a shame for the flying team, but also a shame for their aircraft manufacturing factory!
Below, Wu Zhe was sitting in the front row, his eyes red after hearing this.
That feeling was like being beaten up by someone who came to your house, but you still couldn't catch up and beat him.
Not only is it a shame, but it is also incompetent and aggrieved!
In the conference room, the crunching of teeth continued to sound, and everyone clenched their fists hard, but there was nowhere to vent.
“There is a technical gap, we admit it!”
“But just admit defeat and accept our fate. No way!”
“I don’t accept this fate!”< br>
The secretary raised his fist and shouted loudly, like a heroic warrior, but it made the hearts of those present rise rapidly.
"Down with imperialism!"
"Destroy all enemies!!!"
In an instant, the atmosphere in the conference room was ignited, and everyone looked high-spirited and full of fighting spirit.
After the noise, the factory director stood up at this time, his old face was serious.
“Comrades, our superiors require us to come up with new aircraft as soon as possible to protect our country!”
“I issued a military order to my superiors!”
“Next year, our new plane will fly into the sky!”
“Our new plane will not only catch up with them and beat them up! We must beat them to the point of no return!”
“Comrades, time waits for us, do you have the confidence!”
Everyone cheered and stood up.
At this moment, the blood in everyone's bodies began to boil, and their sleepy eyes were filled with light.
When the meeting dispersed and everyone devoted themselves to work with full energy, Wu Zhe came to the factory director's office with a frown on his face.
"Old Wu, come in quickly, you haven't eaten yet!"
In the office, the factory director, who looked solemn and domineering just now, was holding two dark sweet potatoes in his hand. You know, freshly dug out of the ashes.
"I just took it out. It was cooked with firewood last night. Don't worry about eating it!"
The factory director handed one over. Wu Zhe had not eaten anything in the morning, so he took one and carefully wiped off the plant ash outside. Start peeling off the skin carefully again.
"Old Wu, the plane needs to hurry up!"
The factory director was not as meticulous as Wu Zhe. After wiping off the black ash on the outer layer, he ate it directly with the skin on. It was soon dyed black.
Wu Zhe nodded, "Don't worry, this is not the first time. Comrades have experience."
"But, director, I came here to tell you something!"
The director blew on the half-cut roasted sweet potato in his hand, which was still hot inside. "What's wrong? What difficulties do you have?"
Wu Zhe shook his head and continued to peel the skin, "There is no big problem. , we have been designing the aircraft for so many years, and the three aircraft departments have also done it according to the design requirements."
"Although there are some problems between the two, they are not incompatible."
" It can be assembled with a little adjustment.”
"What happened?"
The factory director asked curiously.
Wu Zhe picked up the document and handed it to the factory director. The factory director stuffed the remaining roasted sweet potato directly into his mouth, swallowing it wholeheartedly, regardless of how hot it was inside.
“This is aircraft analysis data?”
“Isn’t it pretty good!” The factory director looked at the book and didn’t feel there was any difference. After all, it had been finalized a long time ago. He still knows the point.
What's more, the data of the prototype MiG-21 is also in his mind, so these are indispensable.
"Director, this is what I want to say!"
Wu Zhe tore off a piece of skin with a piece of sweet potato on it. He couldn't bear to throw it away, so he scraped it with his teeth.
But I didn’t know that my lips were now black!
But he didn’t care and continued, “The other party was flying an F-104 fighter jet last night!”
"This kind of fighter is small, flexible and very fast! It is the first fighter in the world that can reach 2 times the speed of sound!"
After Wu Zhe finished speaking, he finally peeled off the skin and started biting, " The ones used in Shanghai are all MiG-19s we have introduced over the years, and some are imitation 103s. , the speed itself is inferior in comparison!"
The factory director nodded, understanding what Wu Zhe meant, "I know everything you said, so our new aircraft is based on the MiG-21, and its performance is It can also reach twice the speed of sound!”
This is why the factory director dared to issue a military order.
Wu Zhe continued to eat after hearing this, and then he rubbed his hands together to remove the ash from his hands until he had finished eating the sweet potatoes.
"Yes, you are right. Theoretically, our engine should be able to reach twice the speed of sound, enough to catch up with the opponent!"
"But!"
Wu Zhe paused for a moment and said again He said, "It's true that this F104 fighter jet was developed by them in the 1950s. , it started service in 1958!”
“Let’s put it this way, we can make it next year at the earliest, and mass-produce it at the earliest. There is still a gap of ten years!”
“You! Do you think that after this ten-year gap, they won’t have a faster plane?”
After Wu Zhe asked, the folder in the director's hand fell to the ground with a clatter, and he murmured to himself, "Yes, yes, why did I forget this!"
"Yes. If you get F104, there will definitely be F105 and F106!”
“With twice the speed of sound, there must be something faster!”
For a moment, the director’s face turned pale. Have previous confidence.
“Old Wu, what do you think we should do?”
After a long time, the factory director looked at Wu Zhe and asked.
Wu Zhe took a deep breath. He had thought about it when this happened, and it was time to speak out!
“My method is very simple!”
“Since the current aircraft cannot catch up in speed, then!”
“Then redesign an aircraft A faster plane! ”
"Redesign? A faster aircraft?"
The factory director told.
Wu Zhe nodded, "In fact, we can see from the history of aircraft development, from the initial biplane, to the later monoplane, to the metal frame skinned aircraft to the all-metal aircraft, all these changes All for the pursuit of faster speed "
"Without enough speed, it's like a child being played by adults."
"So if you want to use an airplane to intercept the plane, you need to keep up with the opponent. speed.”
"If you want to use an airplane to attack an airplane, you need a faster speed."
After Wu Zhe finished his analysis, the factory director frowned slightly. It was not that he didn't know this.
But the speed of an aircraft largely depends on the strength of the engine.
If the engine is not good, even if it is made of wood, it may not fly fast.
The factory director pondered, and Wu Zhe also noticed the other party's doubts, so he continued, "Director, I have a certain basis for saying this."
"Remember what I mentioned to you, the engine from the Red Star Machinery Factory?"
The director narrowed his eyes, "I know, I know."
"You are very fond of that engine. Praise, saying it is better than the current one!"
Wu Zhe nodded, "Yes, I have always thought so!"
"During the test, the performance of this engine was great. It’s not fully demonstrated yet.”
"It's like two students who both got 100 points in the test. One worked hard to the limit and got 100 points."
"And the other got 100 points simply because there was only One hundred points.”
“Machinery factory, it’s the latter.”
Wu Zhe said with certainty. He still thinks about that engine and its perfect appearance. .
“So, you want to bet on it?”
The factory director understood Wu Zhe's plan, and Wu Zhe didn't hide it, "Yes."
"Since what we are doing is not qualified right now, why not choose someone who is qualified?"
"Besides, It’s time to launch the first generation of research and development!”
“Besides, I don’t think the superiors will let this engine go to waste.”
After Wu Zhe finished speaking, the factory director was silent. With.
Developing a generation is no simple matter.
The manpower and material resources involved and the resources consumed are massive!
The most important thing is that if you can’t do it, it’s a waste.
No one can afford this responsibility!
Thinking of what happened last night, the factory director felt heavy in his heart!
After a long time, the factory director raised his head and gritted his teeth and said, "I have already issued a military order, but I am still afraid of these bullshit things!"
"In this way, after New Year's Day, you will send a few people to Sijiu City to establish Working group!”
“I approved it! "
Wu Zhe immediately laughed, "Don't worry, I promise I won't disappoint you!"
The factory director threw the file to Wu Zhe, "Get this one out for me first. At the very least, all these years of hard work cannot be wasted.”
Wu Zhe stood up with a smile, "Don't worry, everyone has figured out this thing for a long time. It doesn't even take the Chinese New Year to come up with samples."
"Fuck you, just leave it to me here. Painting cakes."
Wu Zhe quickly ran out of the office. Behind him, the factory manager picked up the enamel jar with a smile on his face.
“The future depends on you.”