Chapter 262: Dongfang Electric Power Diversion to the South, photolithography factory construction completed

Chapter 262: Dongfang Electric Power Diversion to the South, photolithography factory construction completed

Fengtian Military Region.

Military airport runway.

As the special plane landed safely and the two Dragon-20 fighters returned to the air base, the head of Fengtian finally felt relieved.

When the cabin door opens, the gangway is automatically set up for cabin personnel to disembark.

"Mr. Chen, we have arrived in Dragon Kingdom. Please get off the plane first. Our leader has been waiting for a long time." Lin Li reminded him and gave up the first exit position.

Chen Xing glanced at the scenery outside the window, which was a group of low-rise buildings with bright lights.

Generally speaking, there are caves beneath the ground in low-rise buildings like this.

The most important thing is that he also saw many fighters that he had only seen on TV, and many that he had never seen before.

“Is it Fengtian Military Base?”

Chen Xing asked.

Lin Li nodded and patiently explained: "Because the situation is urgent, we do not have time to apply for a route to the southern theater, so we can only return to the Fengtian Military District."

The plane does not fly casually. Yes, every route requires planning.

If you can fly at will, if two planes take the same route, it will be an irreversible air crash.

So even if you buy a private jet, you need to register in advance if you want to take off. The process is extremely cumbersome. It is better to just take a civilian flight.

“Understood.”

Chen Xing nodded slightly.

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket. The time displayed on the screen was 4:30 in the morning, which meant that he had flown for almost six hours.

Returning to China in six hours, this speed can be described as lightning speed.

You must know that when he went to Islamabad, he first transferred to the Imperial Capital, then flew to Dubai, then to Karachi, and went directly from Karachi Airport to Islamabad International Airport. It took him three full days.

Zhao Siqiu glanced out the window. This was her first time in the northern war zone and her first time in the Fengtian Military Region.

Her unit and Zhao Chenguang both belong to the Western Theater Command, and they are thousands of kilometers apart.

"You two, please get off the plane. Although our leader seems hard to talk on the surface, he is actually a warm-hearted person. You can just have a normal conversation later."

"Yes."

The two nodded.

After packing his luggage, Chen Xing also walked out of the cabin of the military plane.

The moment he appeared, the airport burst into warm applause. The soldiers who greeted them looked like they were all air force in their combat uniforms.

This made Chen Xing think of a possibility, that is, if the West really sends fighter planes to intercept, the air force of the Fengtian Military Region will immediately fly fighter planes to fight against the powerful foreign enemy.

But luckily.

The West did not act rashly.

When Chen Xing came to the ground, he saw a fierce-looking middle-aged officer with black eye frames who looked like a ruthless character and approached him and said, "Are you Chen Xing?"

"Hello, Chief."< br>
While Chen Xing nodded to acknowledge his identity, he said hello in passing.

There is absolutely nothing wrong with calling the leader when you don’t know the other person’s name and know that the other person is an officer.

Zhao Siqiu saluted with a military salute: "Western Theater, Zhao Siqiu."

The fierce-looking middle-aged officer returned the salute and introduced himself: "My name is Song Weiguo, although we have never met before. We’ve met before, but I recognize Chen Xing’s name as Yuzi.”

“And this one should be Lao Zhao’s daughter. She is really beautiful. Let me ask your father. Hello."

"I will definitely bring it to you."

Zhao Siqiu responded quickly.

Chen Xingze didn't know what to say. He was not from the military region. If he said, "He has heard of Chief Song's reputation for a long time," it would seem a bit flattering.

How could ordinary people have heard of these military leaders during peacetime?

"Report to the chief."

At this moment, Lin Li took a step forward, saluted and reported: "The mission of escorting Chen Xing back to China has been successfully completed, please give instructions!"

"Go back and rest."

"Yes!"

Lin Li left without hesitation.

Seeing the old acquaintance turn around and leave, Chen Xing was stunned. Shouldn't he take himself and Zhao Siqiu away together?

As if seeing Chen Xing's doubts, Song Weiguo glanced at the adjutant beside him and said, "Take Siqiu to rest. I still have something to talk to Chen Xing."

Obviously. .

This sentence is not only meant for the adjutant, but also for Zhao Siqiu.

Zhao Siqiu also understood that Song Weiguo had private matters to discuss with Chen Xing and did not want a third party to be present.

“This way, please.”

The adjutant quickly stepped out to lead the way.

As Zhao Siqiu left, Chen Xing was also a little curious about what Song Weiguo wanted to talk to him about, and why he wanted to be so private.

"Let's go back to my office first."

"Please lead the way."

The two of them walked for about ten minutes, one on the left and the other on the right. The third floor is about 500 square meters in front of the building.

When entering the building, Song Weiguo skillfully led Chen Xing to the elevator room.

There is an elevator in the three-story building, so it is obvious that there must be a mystery underground.

As expected.

Song Weiguo verified his fingerprints and opened the elevator door while explaining: "My office is on the third floor below. Come with me."

"Okay."

Chen Xing took a step forward.

When he entered the elevator, he noticed that there were five levels of negative floor buttons, which meant that there were enough internal buildings underground.

Such a building design is most likely to prevent missile attacks. The ground building is a cover, and the underground is the real Fengtian Military Region Headquarters.

“Ding——”

When the elevator door opens.

What comes into view is the metal corridor.

The area designed in this way gives people the depressing feeling of being in a metal box, but after all, it is a military base, and there is a full sense of security.

Song Weiguo led Chen Xing through the corridor and came to his office. The interior was no longer in a metal style. It was basically the same as an ordinary office. At most, there were no windows.

"Just find a place to sit."

Song Weiguo came to his desk and rummaged through the cabinets to find something.

Chen Xing came to the sofa area and silently watched him search.

A moment later.

Song Weiguo said in a deep voice: "Finally found it, damn, it's hidden here."

I saw him holding a newspaper-wrapped brick, came to sit next to Chen Xing, and carefully sat down He opened it and said: "Although good tea does not need to be pressed with bricks, in order to facilitate storage, my tea is still pressed with bricks. Mr. Chen, you will taste it later."

"Okay."

Chen Xing did not refuse.

Conversations over tea are generally not simple.

The Fengtian Military Region also belongs to the north. Isn’t it true that talking about things in the north is all about drinking? Could it be that I have a stereotype?

After Song Weiguo brewed it himself, he pushed a cup of strong tea in front of Chen Xing and said, "How about trying it? I worked so hard to get this." "Then let me try it."

Chen Xing picked up the teacup and sipped it.

It is bitter in the entrance, still bitter in the middle, and then gradually becomes sweet in the back. It seems that it must have been stored for a long time.

“Good tea.”

Chen Xing praised.

Song Weiguo suddenly smiled brightly, but still showed some fierceness and said: "Good tea, this is the authentic Lao Ban Zhang that I bought specially. The man said it has been kept for ten years!"

Chen Xing: "..."

It turns out to be an authentic Lao Ban Zhang, no wonder.

He did not continue the topic of tea, but went straight to the point: "Chief Song, I don't know what you have to talk to me about alone."

Seeing how anxious Chen Xing was, Song Weiguo took a sip of tea, swallowed bitterly and said: "Ahem, it's not really a big deal. I just want to talk to you about the construction of the nuclear power plant."

"!! ! ”

Good guy!

Nuclear power plant? ? ?

Chen Xing was shocked, has it really been approved?

At first, he told Zhao Chenguang that photolithography factories consume a lot of electricity. If possible, he wanted the country to build a nuclear power plant in Baogoling to ensure power supply.

Song Weiguo caught the flash of surprise in Chen Xing's pupils and smiled: "Maybe Mr. Chen doesn't know, in fact, the construction of nuclear power plants in Longguo is all built by the nuclear energy infrastructure department under our Fengtian Military Region. "

"This...I really don't know."

Chen Xing shook his head.

Ordinary people would never know who built the nuclear power plant. They don’t even know where the nuclear power plant is.

"It's normal not to know." Song Weiguo smiled and continued: "Originally, Shencheng did not plan to build a nuclear power plant, but with Old Zhao applying for it on your behalf, and the old chief vouching for Longxing Technology, you are lucky. ”

Old Zhao is Zhao Chenguang.

As for the old chief, Chen Xing didn’t know him.

Since Song Weiguo is now willing to build, he also continued: "What do you mean now, Chief Song?"

"You know what you are asking."

Song Weiguo Smile lightly.

He picked up the tea cup, took a sip and continued: "In addition to telling you to build a nuclear power plant, I also want to ask you something."

"What?"

"Is the photolithography factory reliable?"

When Song Weiguo said this, he stared into Chen Xing's eyes.

He has lived for half his life, has seen a lot and knows countless people, and he also knows that there is a group of morons trying their best to defraud the state subsidies.

Like the original Hanxin incident, it directly extinguished the newly ignited flames of Longguo Semiconductor and made the whole world laugh at Longguo for more than ten years.

As Song Weiguo's true intention was revealed, Chen Xing put down his tea cup, looked directly into his eyes, and said without being humble or arrogant: "The photolithography factory is a brand new road, and this is the only way we do it in the world. If Chief Song wants If you ask if it is reliable, I don’t think I can give you an answer so quickly, because even I don’t know whether this road will work, and there is no use in making too many guarantees.”

Chen Xing. The words were spoken from the bottom of my heart and were not exaggerated in any way.

Don’t say that he doesn’t know, Lin Tian doesn’t know if the road to the photolithography factory is feasible. Now he is crossing the river by feeling for the stones, and he will be shattered into pieces if he is not careful.

Song Weiguo was silent.

The initial cost of building a nuclear power plant alone is tens of billions, and subsequent maintenance is required. This is a huge gamble.

Zhao Chenguang and the old chief, what do these two people think?

Seeing Song Weiguo's silence, Chen Xing continued: "Although it is an unknown road, we at Longxing Technology are going to turn zero into one, because we have always done this."

The last words were not only sonorous and powerful, but also the sentence "because we have always done it this way" made Song Weiguo feel deeply puzzled.

Because at that moment, he only felt that Chen Xing's aura made him feel insignificant. This feeling had not appeared for a long time, and he had experienced it when he faced the old chief and was lectured by him.

Maybe...

He really can do it.

This thought appeared in Song Weiguo's mind, and he finally understood why Zhao Chenguang was willing to believe Chen Xing.

Not only because of his past achievements, but also because of his persistence and belief.

“Huh——”

Song Weiguo took a deep breath, and then exhaled heavily: “It takes five to ten years to build a nuclear power plant. You shouldn’t be able to wait that long. I have a way to provide stability. "Power supply."

"Chief Song, please speak."

Chen Xing's eyes lit up.

When he said this, he knew that the matter had been settled, otherwise Song Weiguo would not have discussed with him how to provide stable power supply.

Song Weiguo took another sip of bitter tea and said in a deep voice: "You should know that the South-to-North Water Diversion Project is the best choice if you want to provide stable power supply to Shenzhen areas at the fastest speed."

" Dongfeng Nandi..."

Chen Xing muttered to himself.

He probably knows how Song Weiguo's method works, but the specific implementation plan requires further planning.

......

At the moment when the concept of "Eastern Electric Power Diversion to the South" was announced in the Fengtian Military Region, far away in the Liujiacun area of ​​Paoguling, Shencheng City, a huge factory was rushed to completion. Rising from the ground.

The factory covers an area of ​​about 3,000 square meters. Walking inside, the outermost area is a sound insulation and vacuum design area to ensure the light stability of photolithography.

When you walk along the special passage, you can see the clean room area of ​​the second ring, which is also where photolithography is done.

The central link, which is the core equipment area, is the connection area between the small particle accelerator and other equipment.

In the control room at this time, Lin Tian, ​​wearing a white coat, was debugging the equipment. This was the first startup since the lithography factory was built, and he was not sure whether it would succeed.

For this experiment, he has prepared photoresist and semiconductor silicon wafers, and now everything is ready to start.

"I hope it can happen."

Lin Tian entered the key and pressed the start button.

The moment he pressed the start button, the example accelerator, which had been silent for a long time, started to activate, and huge energy began to be injected.

As the electron enters the accelerator, it moves faster.

One pill!

Five pills!

Ten pills!

Countless electrons are being accelerated wildly. They are running on the circular track and being thrown out in disorder. The entire central area of ​​the lithography factory appears extremely bright.

But as the magnetic confinement device was activated, the originally chaotic electrons began to be sorted out, and the electrons gradually changed from particles to beams. When they became beams, Lin Tian knew that half of his theoretical conjecture had been realized. .

Now you need to start the photolithography process, irradiate the obtained extreme ultraviolet light onto the mask, and complete one exposure etching.

Of course.

Before irradiating photolithography, he also needs to distinguish which is extreme ultraviolet light and which is deep ultraviolet light, as well as distinguish the nanometer level of the beam.

Just when Lin Tian picked up his notes and wanted to record the quality and nanoscale of the light beam, the incandescent light above his head suddenly flashed.

Next second.

“Buzz——”

The incandescent lamp went out, and the particle accelerator and other equipment also made a dull sound of shutting down.

Not only the photolithography factory, but also the street lights and household electricity in the entire Baogoling area were all turned off at this time.

Shenzhen Power Supply Bureau was even more confused.

The person on duty looked at the power area test and was suddenly shocked and said: "Damn it! What kind of plane is going on over there in Baogouling? How come the electric meter turns like a propeller!"

While the person on duty was still confused, the incandescent light above his head suddenly went out, and the street lights in the surrounding streets were also plunged into darkness. Most of the deep city suffered a collective short-circuit and power outage.

Lin Tian still didn’t know what was happening. He was wrapped in darkness and looked excited, and said to himself: "It can be done! The photolithography factory can be done!"

(End of this chapter)