Chapter 569: Lure the snake out of its hole!
For people of any generation.
Emergency skydiving at a height of 10,000 meters is a very, very risky thing.
Without wearing cold-proof clothing or oxygen equipment protective gear, it basically ends at 7,000 meters.
But there is no way.
Rabbits these days don’t have drones. In order to completely simulate the flight conditions of U2, 15,000 meters is the lowest line.
In addition, Chen Pingsheng's plane was not in a state of being shot or falling erratically when he parachuted. At the same time, he had put on some cold-proof clothing before taking off.
In addition, his own luck was indeed pretty good, so this skydiving was finally a success without any danger.
High in the air.
After saying goodbye to his ‘old friend’.
Chen Pingsheng turned his head and looked at the ground below.
I only see this moment.
There were several transport vehicles on the ground and a large number of small black dot-like figures, which were rapidly gathering in the area where they were from all directions.
There was even a helicopter hovering in the sky a little further away - but perhaps out of fear of affecting its landing, the helicopter kept a long and safe distance.
There is no doubt about it.
These people in the sky and on the ground are exactly the logistics team that the "Tongtian Cult Master" mentioned and sent by Factory 221 to support him.
See this situation.
Chen Pingsheng's chest couldn't help but relax slightly.
Finally, I don’t have to worry about no one picking me up after landing. After all, this is no man’s land.
But soon.
Another question appeared in Chen Pingsheng's mind:
Talk
How on earth was his MiG-15bis shot down?
Not to mention whether the visual range of the naked eye has detected problems with fire control vehicles or missiles on the ground, it is difficult to explain it with radar alone.
To know.
Although the ending of the MiG-15 Bis had been determined in advance, it was "slimmed down" before the flight.
For example, all the missiles and machine guns on the plane have been removed, and even the fuel tank is only equipped with the fuel capacity for a single flight - of course, if it is a single flight, it will definitely consume more fuel than the actual distance.
But radar is not included.
After all, before VOR and INS navigation, radar and sextant were very critical positioning and navigation equipment during flight.
Therefore, the airborne radar has not been dismantled - if this thing was dismantled, Chen Pingsheng would not be able to fly to Saihai Province, but he could fly to Hokkaido.
In other words.
If there are missiles launched during the whole process.
Then it is impossible for the fire control radar to not respond.
But what he saw now was that the MiG-15bis exploded in front of him without any reaction, which was quite strange.
After all, the notice he received was only to test a certain anti-air missile, and it did not say that this thing could even evade fire control radar.
Suddenly.
Chen Pingsheng thought again about the mission he was ordered to fly a J-6 fighter jet and go out for a walk with the fire control radar more than half a month ago.
If I remember correctly.
At that time, there was a section of the route on which I was performing my mission, which was also nearby, with Factory 221 next to it.
Could it be
What's the connection between the two?
Think of this.
Chen Pingsheng's heart was already overloaded, so the pacing rate increased a lot again.
After all, as a pilot, to be precise, a fighter pilot, Chen Pingsheng knew very well the impact of fire control radar failure on fighter jets.
Unless you have clairvoyance.
Otherwise, it would be difficult to detect and dodge a missile by visual range alone - although pilots' visual range capabilities are already very good, and some can even see fighter jets twenty kilometers away.
However, it was in an air combat state, and the missile's flying speed was much faster.
In the non-air combat cruising state, if you want to be 360-degree vigilant at all times, it is obviously not possible in reality. It is estimated that people with such super powers will only be found on the Internet in 2023.
After realizing this.
Chen Pingsheng finally understood the arrangements from above.
So that’s what happened.
Of course.
What Chen Pingsheng has guessed so far is mainly about purpose.
As for technical matters such as how missiles are launched, he is completely confused.
A few minutes later.
Pat-
With a soft sound.
Chen Pingsheng reached the ground half-falling.
The area where he landed was a desolate Gobi slope, with only hard rocks and a few shrubs on the ground.
In the sideways position, the whole person feels a little painful.
Fortunately, Chen Pingsheng had protected his knees, abdomen, penis, elbows and other parts in advance and wrapped them in a thick layer.
So after landing.
There were only two small pieces of broken skin on his fingers and the left side of his face. For pilots, these injuries were almost the same as mosquito bites.
Then Chen Pingsheng released the parachute and sat on the ground waiting.
About ten minutes passed.
A transport truck hummed as it drove near Chen Pingsheng.
I saw a doctor in a white coat jumping out of the car vigorously and walking quickly to Chen Pingsheng:
"Comrade Pingsheng, I am Lin Yu, the attending doctor at the 221 Base Staff Hospital, and I have been ordered to take care of you here!"
Then Chen Pingsheng didn't wait to speak.
Lin Yu walked to Chen Pingsheng with several assistants and began to check his body without any explanation.
Chen Pingsheng had experienced similar experiences many times when testing new aircraft, so he didn't resist much and allowed Lin Yu and the others to inspect it.
As the chief special nurse of the base staff hospital, Qiao Caihong was also sent to the scene today, and saw this girl jumping over with a kettle in her hands:
"Come, Comrade Pingsheng, let's have a drink of hot soup."
"This is our base's secret special medicine. It's green, harmless, and natural. Even if it's about to be burned to ashes, it can bring you back to life!"
Chen Pingsheng:
"????"
What the hell is the soul returning to?
Co-author 221, you guys dug down and dug through the underworld, and the business expanded to the underworld, right?
After a few minutes.
Another transport truck arrived at the scene.
This time, Cheng Kaijia, then the security chief of the base, opened the door and walked out.
I saw Cheng Kaijia quickly coming to Chen Pingsheng. He had no time to say hello to Chen Pingsheng, but asked Lin Yu first:
"Dr. Lin, how is Comrade Pingsheng's condition? Has he been given donkey hair soup? Is his life in danger?"
Lin Yu pointed to Qiao Caihong, who was bandaging Chen Pingsheng's palm, and explained:
"On the outside, it looked like some skin was broken, but after examination, it was found that the little finger was fractured. It may have been accidentally injured when landing."
Cheng Kaijia's expression relaxed and he nodded lightly.
Skydiving at that height and speed, only to break a little finger, is obviously a very small price to pay.
Then Cheng Kaijia took another deep breath, straightened his face, and said to Chen Pingsheng:
"Comrade Pingsheng, please introduce yourself."
"My name is Cheng Kaijia, and I am currently the deputy director of Factory 221. If you like, you can call me Lao Cheng or Kaijia."
"Comrade Pingsheng, I have really worked hard for you this time. The base will definitely ask your superiors for credit!"
Chen Pingsheng smiled honestly, looking a little shy, but there was an inexplicable light in his eyes:
"They are all contributing to the country. There is no hard work involved, and there is no need to ask for credit - I already have three first-class merits, and I can't let go of any more at home."
"If the country needs it, I can go back to the Qingshui base now and fly a fighter jet over and do another parachute jump."
Cheng Kaijia laughed when he heard this and patted Chen Pingsheng on the shoulder:
"I like what you say, but Comrade Pingsheng, there is no need to go back to Qingshui Base."
"What you have to do now is come back to Factory 221 with us to recuperate, and then watch a show."
Speaking of which.
Cheng Kaijia paused deliberately and said word by word:
“A Sino-U.S. co-production of U-attack aircraft!”
Ten minutes later.
221 base.
Next to the weather Doppler radar operating table.
"Great!"
Looking at the message Cheng Kaijia sent back through the accompanying radio station.
Li Jue clenched his right hand into a fist and waved it several times in the air:
"The experiment of the 'Zhu Xianjian' missile was successful. This is a missile that we deliberately reduced the warhead equivalent in order to test the lower limit of power."
"Comrades of the Fifth Division, your theoretical level is really too high!"
Hearing these words from Li Jue.
Qian Wushi seemed very calm and just nodded slightly:
"As expected, after all, the altitude has increased by 15,000 meters, and the technical difficulty has indeed increased, but the kinetic energy converted from gravitational potential energy will naturally increase."
"This kinetic energy plus the detonation mechanical energy of the warhead cannot be underestimated in magnitude, not to mention the fuel in the fighter's fuel tank."
"Of course, in order to ensure that U2 can be shot down, the missile's yield in actual combat should be based on the original design."
Li Jue nodded in agreement.
Mentioned earlier.
The body length of the Zhuxian Sword missile is only one meter, and the length of the warhead is only a little over twenty centimeters.
in this case.
The yield of the warhead explosive will not affect the trajectory of the missile, even if it is a blank bomb.
Therefore, in order to prevent the aftermath of the explosion from affecting Chen Pingsheng who was separated from the body, and at the same time to test the lower limit of the missile's power.
Qian Fifth Division and others spent some time to calculate a minimum warhead equivalent value that can theoretically destroy the MiG-15bis.
Now it seems based on the experimental results.
Even with this minimum yield, it can still successfully destroy fighter jets.
At the same time, this experiment also verified the effect of ultra-wideband proximity fuze, which is so accurate that it simply surpasses this era.
Think of this.
Li Jue suddenly thought of something.
He stopped what he was doing, looked around, and said:
"In that case, everyone, can we proceed with that plan?"
Everyone at the scene was silent.
But in everyone's eyes, an inexplicable brilliance suddenly burst out.
A few hours later.
Longyou Province.
Jinta County.
As a small county located on the southern border of Longyou Province and affiliated to JQ City.
In this period.
Jinta County is located in the northwest area of the Republic's territory and has an important strategic position that is completely contrary to its reputation.
Jinta County covers an area of just over 10,000 square kilometers, with 70% of its cultivated land area. It is a well-known grain-producing county in Longyou.
Other than that.
Jinta County is also extremely rich in mineral resources.
Give an example.
JQ City has a total of four counties and two cities. All the mineral resources in these administrative units are calculated as 100%, and Jinta County accounts for more than 35% of them.
That's why.
Today's Jinta County has eleven agricultural production brigades and two state-owned mines, which far exceeds the scale of Guide County where Xu Yun came.
Of course.
If the above information is analyzed from another angle, a brand new conclusion can be obtained:
If the rabbits start some hidden projects in Longyou or the area northwest of Longyou, then Jinta County will have a high probability of becoming one.
Food adjustment point.
At this moment.
On a canal outside Jinta County.
Hundreds of team members belonging to the Third Agricultural Production Brigade of Jinta County are carrying hoes and dustpans and marching in groups along the field paths.
At this time, they had just finished their morning repair tasks and were preparing to leave work and have lunch.
Some team members have already married and started a business, so they will go back to the county to eat lunch with their families. After eating, they can also beat the naughty children to relieve their addiction.
There are some unmarried young workers.
It was customary to bring a few pancakes with me, gulp down a meal with well water, and then play cards or take a nap under the shade of a tree.
There are quite a few of these young workers, and they are as mighty as a small river.
But just like a river is made up of countless water droplets, there are also many small groups faintly visible in this long queue of young workers.
These small groups are basically composed of friends or acquaintances who have been playing together, ranging from two or three to a dozen people.
More than ten minutes later.
This long line of young workers arrived at the gathering point of the brigade, took their own food and found a good place to have lunch.
Under the shade of one of the trees.
An ordinary small group of five or six people were chatting as usual.
I saw a shaved, short but smart young man who looked around a few times and said to his friends:
"Hey, have you heard about it?"
"At noon the day before yesterday, several transport trucks that can pull a lot of goods came to our county!"
Hear this.
"Tch, Er Shuan, what's all the fuss about?"
A buck-toothed young man made a disdainful cut, and a small ball of crushed pancake pieces came out of his mouth, but he immediately picked up the marble-sized pancake piece from the ground and stuffed it back into his mouth:
"Don't we have several cars like that at the County Brigade People's Armed Forces Department? On New Year's Eve more than ten years ago, we even pooped into the exhaust pipe!"
Unexpectedly, the stubborn young man Er Shuan shook his head:
"That's different. I heard that the car was filled with various cans and covered with a big black cloth, right? Bamboo poles?"
Said.
The short-skinned young man turned his head and looked at a tall, dark-faced man on his left.
The tall and thin young man nicknamed Zhugan was twisting small pieces of pancakes and stuffing them into his mouth. Hearing this, he nodded dully:
"Well, my brother saw it."
"I said I saw a few doctors in white clothes up there, and there were people from the army with them, it looked like..."
"Okay, bamboo pole."
Before Zhugan finished speaking, a young man who had not spoken yet frowned:
"Don't discuss this kind of thing. Even if something happens, it has nothing to do with us."
"Especially you Er Shuan, don't pry into everything - the team is planning to promote you to be an activist next year. What should you do if someone reports you for pleading?"
"It's a good thing that you went to Jincheng to work for a few years. Others go to big places to gain experience. Why do you end up in debt when you go to the city?"
Zhugan, who was introducing the situation, suddenly shrank his neck when he heard the words and weakly stopped talking.
This young man is the vice-captain of their team, named Liangzi.
Liangzi has a face with Chinese characters, and his facial features are regular but his complexion is also a little dark. He is very prestigious in their small group.
Next to him, Er Shuan, who was shaving his head and initiating the conversation, seemed to be a little frightened, and his expression narrowed in embarrassment.
But actually.
But he quickly tilted his head, and a subtle look appeared in his eyes.
I don’t know if it’s because Liangzi’s tone is a bit harsh.
Everyone next said nothing, but ate pancakes in silence.
The few people in this small group were all grown ups, and they wolfed down their meals. They basically chewed the food in a few mouthfuls and then swallowed it into their stomachs.
And just when everyone was gnawing on pancakes like they were possessed by evil spirits.
Not far away, a young woman wearing a floral dress and with a sallow complexion but pretty facial features suddenly walked up.
The buck-toothed young man who dissed before was more sharp-eyed, and he was the first to notice his appearance from the corner of his eye:
"Hey, Yingzi? Why are you here?"
"Here, I'll give you insoles."
The girl named Yingzi waved a small cloth bag in her hand to everyone and said with a smile:
"The female working group in the team collected some insoles and said they were going to be distributed to the youth working group to repair canals, so I quickly selected a few pairs of sturdy leather ones and sent them to you first."
Er Shuan laughed when he heard this, and said in a rather strange way:
"Give it to us? I think it's for brother Liangzi. Maybe the pair for brother Liangzi was received by Yingzi himself!"
"You are the only one who talks a lot!"
Yingzi scratched Er Shuan's eyes fiercely, and then quickly glanced at Liangzi, a young man with a Chinese character face, with a hint of blush on his face.
Then she put the package she brought on a stone, took out a few pairs of insoles and divided them up:
"This is your Ershuan. This is your bamboo pole. This is Brother Yong's. This is Xi. Hey, isn't Brother Xizi here today?"
Liangzi, a young man with a Chinese character face, nodded and explained:
"Well, Xizi said today that he had a fever and was not feeling well. He asked for a leave from the team and will probably not come back until the day after tomorrow."
"Uncomfortable?"
Yingzi was startled subconsciously and blurted out a sentence:
"But I just saw him and Political Commissar Lin walking in the county, and he was carrying a box in his hand."
"I don't know what's in that box, but it looks like it weighs thirty or forty pounds. If he gets sick, can he still carry it?"
When Liangzi heard this, he was suddenly shocked:
"Isn't it? Yingzi, are you sure you read it correctly?"
Yingzi nodded vigorously, swinging her ponytail behind her, and affirmed:
"I'm kidding, I've known Brother Xizi for so many years, how come I can't recognize him?"
"And for a veteran who is in such good health, he shouldn't have a fever in the summer, right? Even heat stroke is unlikely."
Liangzi's brows furrowed even more.
A Yong, the buck-toothed man on the side, saw this and subconsciously asked:
"Brother Liangzi, should we report this to the team?"
Liangzi hesitated for a moment, and finally shook his head slightly:
"Don't worry, wait until Xizi comes back and ask what's going on. Maybe Political Commissar Lin has something to do and asked him to take up the post."
boom--! ! !
As a result, Liangzi hadn't finished saying the last word "wu".
A loud, earth-shaking noise came from the county town not far away without any warning.
Everyone subconsciously turned their heads to look.
I only see this moment.
From a location very close to them in the county seat, a thick plume of black smoke suddenly appeared.
This change occurred so suddenly that everyone was stunned at the scene for a long time.
A few seconds passed.
Yingzi's exclamation brought everyone back to reality:
"Oh my god, where is the second ore factory?!"
The words just fell.
Zhugan, who had always been dull and taciturn, also shouted and ran towards the county seat quickly:
"Brother!"
If Yingzi's exclamation woke everyone up.
Then the bamboo pole shouts the word "Brother".
It was like a basin of cold water that made everyone's hearts twitch, and their consciousness instantly became extremely clear.
Immediately afterwards.
A large number of young workers dropped their things and ran towards the city.
Although different from the No. 1 Ore Plant, most of the more than 2,000 employees at the No. 2 Ore Plant in Jinta County are non-locals.
But based on the magnitude of [2000], even 20% still has 400 people.
No. 400 people are connected to at least 300 families. Who do you think can't be anxious?
See this situation.
Liangzi also waved his hand decisively and said loudly:
"Let's go, let's go too!"
Say it.
He led everyone to the county seat.
Jinta County, like most counties these days, has long since demolished its city walls, and there is no clear dividing line between the urban area and the suburbs.
In addition, the water channel where the Youth Work Team was located was only seven or eight hundred meters away from the Second Ore Factory, so it didn't take long for everyone to approach the factory.
However, what surprised everyone was.
When they caught up with the bamboo pole, they found that the bamboo pole was blocked outside the factory by a group of soldiers.
The originally dull and cowardly Zhugan seemed to be a different person at this time. He blushed and shouted at a middle-aged man who looked like a person in charge:
"Let me in, my brother is in there! My brother is in there!!"
Actually.
There are not many people who have been stopped like bamboo poles.
As a large number of young workers arrived, the people who were isolated quickly formed a row.
However, the soldiers blocking them still stood firm, their expressions unchanged, and they did not move back even if they were pushed.
After a while.
The middle-aged man behind the dividing line took a loudspeaker from somewhere and shouted to everyone:
"Comrade youth workers, please calm down and listen to me, okay?"
"Your family members are all safe now and have been properly accommodated. If you don't believe me, you can go find someone in the wooden shed nearby!"
"There are currently no casualties in the factory. We do not allow everyone to enter the factory to improve the efficiency of property rescue. I will say it again."
"Bamboo pole!"
The middle-aged man just finished speaking.
A loud, rough voice sounded from behind Liangzi and others.
Zhugan, who originally wanted to rush into the factory, froze when he heard this.
A full two seconds passed.
He just turned his head mechanically.
He saw a shirtless man standing more than ten meters away from him, his face somewhat similar to his.
The moment you see each other.
The bamboo pole suddenly ran towards the opponent and shouted:
"Brother! Are you okay?!"
The naked man smiled and held the bamboo pole's shoulders and said:
"It's okay, it's okay, the accident happened in the sixth workshop, and I was in the second workshop."
"There are imported machine tools from Germany in Workshop Six. We are afraid that workers will damage them, so ordinary workers like us are never allowed in."
"So we were evacuated as soon as the fire broke out. Everyone was fine, just a little frightened."
Conversations like this also happen with everyone, but the characters in the conversation change from brothers to father and son, parents or other relationships.
See this situation.
Liangzi and others finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Then just when Ryoko was about to say something more.
There was another commotion from the fire area behind.
I saw several people wearing white protective clothing suddenly running out from a corner of the factory, each holding something in their hands or working together:
There are metal buckets
There is a black box,
There are devices that have no obvious purpose but are obviously very high-end.
There was even a man in a white coat who tripped his right foot with his left foot because he was running too fast, and fell to the ground. A pile of yellow powder like cornmeal was spilled from the box in his hand
An hour later.
Many workers' families were frightened.
The Youth Workers Brigade decided to give everyone a temporary holiday so that they could spend time with their loved ones, and half of their work points would be temporarily deducted.
At the same time, outsiders were strictly prohibited from entering the fire point in the factory for rescue operations, leaving some young workers with nothing to do.
Therefore, everyone briefly discussed a few words and decided to part ways.
"Everyone, see you later!"
Liangzi held the insoles given to him by Eiko, waved to his friends, and strolled back to his home seemingly normally.
Click——
As soon as I walked in.
The carelessness on Liangzi's face disappeared in an instant, replaced by a cautious and shrewd look.
He first carefully checked the furnishings in the house, and after finding that there were no traces of movement by hidden hands, he turned back and bolted the door.
Then he walked to the bed and opened a dark board.
One was taken out.
Telegraph machine.
A few minutes later.
Da da da——
Liangzi sat on the chair and skillfully initiated the telegram:
[Suspected uranium ore transport convoy in Jinta County. Selected local retired militia to escort to reduce suspicion. The golden powder is suspected to be yellow cake.]
[After comprehensive judgment, it is very likely that there is a uranium enrichment plant in Jinta County. Apply.]
[Deploy U2 to investigate].
After sending the telegram.
Liangzi carefully put the telegraph machine back to its original place.
Then he leaned on the chair and rested.
If nothing unexpected happens.
I should be able to make a lot of money this time
How much is the reward for discovering a uranium enrichment plant?
It seems.
However, just when Liangzi fantasized about making a lot of money.
Dong Dong Dong——
Suddenly there was a knock on the door outside his house.
Liangzi instantly jumped up from the chair as if he was electrocuted, and subconsciously pressed his left hand on an iron box on the table:
"Who?"
soon.
A familiar voice came from outside the house:
"Brother Liangzi, it's me, Yingzi."
"I accidentally picked up the wrong insoles before. I still have the pair I chose. Can I exchange them with you?"
Hear this.
Liangzi immediately relaxed and moved his palm away from the iron box.
I saw him pick up the insole that Yingzi gave him from the other end of the table, turn it over and look at it a few times, and there was a trace of lust in his eyes:
"Oh, it's coming."
Continue to develop at this pace.
Before I leave, I might have a chance to pick this flower.
So he raised his eyebrows and walked quickly towards the door.
Liangzi skillfully pulled the door bolt and opened the doorway:
"Yingzi, why don't you just give it to me tomorrow, why don't you come all the way?"
I only see this moment.
Except for Yingzi outside his house.
Surprisingly, there were also the Zhugan brothers, Er Shuan, buck-toothed Ayong, Xizi who had a "fever", and the middle-aged man who had been shouting with a loudspeaker outside the factory.
After a while.
Er Shuan looked at Liangzi carefully, shook his head and said:
"To be honest, I thought that someone like me would become an enemy agent, but I didn't expect that Chen Wenliang, a big-browed man like you, would actually rebel against the revolution."
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