"Maybe it's because my nose is itchy."

"Stop talking, we're going to drive over soon. Take notes quickly. If this experiment fails, I don't know when I can apply again next time."

Xu Ning on the side reminded him.

Several people quickly turned their attention to the boiler in front of them.

Zhang Laodao stood aside and watched nervously.

"Stay away, it's about to be cooked."

On the other side, a steel worker stepped forward, operated the converter, poured down a pot of molten steel, and then poured it into the finished mold.

This mold was made by a few experienced people using fireproof bricks and other materials to facilitate the observation of the 'alloy'.

Shila

As molten steel is injected, the surrounding temperature rises sharply.

After a while, several people's faces showed disappointment.

After doing many experiments, you can know the success or failure just by looking at the color of the molten steel when it condenses.

"well!!!"

Xu Ning sighed and put the notebook in his hand on his face.

Several other people were also deeply hit. They finally negotiated the most likely ratio, but in the end, they still failed.

"Comrades, I give up now..."

Zhang Laodao is also disappointed in his heart, but as someone who has experienced this, this is not the time to be discouraged.

"Come on, let me tell you about how we counted a number eighteen times in the northwest."

As he spoke, he walked up to a few people and sat down.

Several young people came over one after another. After spending time together, they also knew the origin of Zhang Laodao and were very curious about the earth-shattering existence.

"That is a very important parameter. When the alliance withdrew, one..."

Ring ring ring

The phone on the table suddenly rang, startling Yang Xiaotao.

I looked at my watch, it was already seven o'clock.

Put down the pen and pick up the phone.

"Yang Changzi? You are looking for me."

"Director Xue. Yes, I have a little favor for you to do."

On the other side, Director Xue, who had just finished the meeting, was holding a glass of water and moistening his throat.

They will drive all day long and never stop.

Of course, it is also related to the current task.

The design of the aircraft has not been finalized for a long time, and the other side is still waiting to fly into the sky. Who can bear the pressure of this day?

In fact, they are not without progress. The drawings of the turbojet engine are ready and provided by the alliance.

But if they want to improve on this basis, it will be difficult.

In fact, we started working on it in the Three Machinery Department.

only...

Director Xue brought his thoughts back. There have been too many things lately, flying in the sky and swimming in the water. Even the soldiers have to worry about the guys in their hands. As a result, all kinds of things pop up in his mind whenever he is free.

.

"Yang Changzi, tell me."

Drink some water and suppress your thoughts.

Yang Xiaotao then explained his difficulties, "Old Xue, to be honest, don't laugh at me."

"What the hell is Nautilus? It's really evil."

"I am an eighth-level fitter and engineer, but I can't find a place to put the torpedoes."

"If I weren't afraid of breaking it, I would really want to use a knife to pry it open and see what's inside. It's evil."

"I have no choice but to ask you to find someone who is familiar with submarines to come and take a look and help install this torpedo."

Yang Xiaotao looked at the submarine on the table and gritted his teeth.

"Director Yang."

"You, what did you just say?"

On the other end of the phone, Director Xue put down his cup and frowned?

"I said I wanted to pry it open."

"No, what did you call it?"

"Huh? It's written in English, Nautilus, I don't know if it's correct."

snap

There was a crisp sound from the phone, and Yang Xiaotao frowned, "Director Xue, what's wrong with you?"

"Director Yang, where are you now?"

"In the office."

"Okay, the model is here too, right?"

"yes."

"wait for me."

When the voice fell, there was no sound on the other end of the phone. Yang Xiaotao glanced at the phone and then put it down with a click.

"Waiting for you? What do you mean?"

"You don't want to come."

Looking at the time, Yang Xiaotao was speechless. He hadn't eaten yet.

But if the other party wants to come over, he has to see him.

Get up and walk to the restaurant.

No matter what, let’s fill our stomachs first.

When Yang Xiaotao returned to the office again, the doorman called. Yang Xiaotao knew that Director Xue was here and asked him to let him go.

After a while, the sound of clattering footsteps was heard in the corridor, and then under the leadership of the security guard, the door was pushed open, and Director Xue strode in.

Yang Xiaotao stood up to greet him. Director Xue was running so fast that he couldn't breathe easily. That's it. The first thing he said when they met was, "Where is the model?"

"Don't be in a hurry to write, just drink some water."

"Now, right there."

He handed over the jar and pointed to the model on the table.

Director Xue drank most of it, then wiped his mouth and stepped forward quickly.

"It's it, it's really it."

He looked around the model again and again, picked it up with both hands, looked at it carefully, and finally placed it solemnly on the table, with a look of excitement on his face.

"What is it? What is it?"

Yang Xiaotao was suspicious, but Director Xue looked at Yang Xiaotao seriously, "Director Yang, where did you get this model?"

"Where did it come from? It was given as a gift in return."

"Someone? Who?"

"that is..."

Yang Xiaotao immediately told what happened last time. When he learned that the other party bought it from the United States, Director Xue's face became even more excited, and he almost couldn't help but jump with excitement in his heart.

"Mr. Yang, I want to take this submarine model away."

"No, I asked you to repair it. What does it mean if you take it away?"

"Mr. Yang, let me tell you this, this thing is very important to our country's submarine research."

Director Xue had already held the submarine in his arms, looking like he would grab it if he didn't give it to him.

"No, no, don't say anything, just take my son's toys."

Director Xue's face was rarely serious, "There are some things I can't say."

"But don't worry, I will make one for your son."

"This is a foreign product."
Chapter completed!