Chapter 835: Planning

USA, California, Palmdale.

The upper left corner of the huge square white aircraft warehouse is marked with a cartoon skunk. This is the advanced development project department of Lockheed Martin, nicknamed "Skunk Works". It is said that this name comes from World War II. Near a foul-smelling plastics factory, employees must wear gas masks to work, hence the name Skunk Works.

And here, it can be said that it is a sacred place in the hearts of military fans, aircraft fans and aviation engineers all over the world, because too many legends have been born here.

Fighter F-104 Star, F-16 Fighting Falcon, F-117 Nighthawk, F-22 Raptor, F-35 Lightning II; military reconnaissance aircraft A-12/SR-71 Blackbird were all born here.

As the director of an additional small project of Lockheed Martin, Elke rarely came to Skunk Works in his career, because his project can only be regarded as a peripheral project of Lockheed Martin, and people here are completely inaccessible. Dharma eye.

However, in order to restart the SR-72, which is the new Blackbird plan, Elke came here with a small team of five.

At the beginning, the vice president of Lockheed Martin gave Elke a list of seven people. Elke took these seven people, plus a Wan Keke, and flew to Africa together. When they came back, there were only five people left. , the remaining three people have stayed on that land forever.

And when they flew back from Africa, they rushed all the way to the Skunk Works non-stop, and there was not much time left for Elk.

When Elk and his party walked into the skunk factory with green lights all over their bodies, except for the guards at the door, no one paid much attention to them.

Everyone here, either in a hurry or out of their minds, seems to have their brains working all the time.

Everyone here seems to be the nerdy type when put outside.

But it is these people who once created the development record of the XP-80, the first actual combat jet prototype fighter in the United States in 143 days, and today, Elke vows to create a new record.

Elke walked while listening to a report from a Lockheed Martin executive.

"...This meeting is like this. Except for Raytheon, almost all companies are opposed to the project of launching the flying aircraft carrier..." the engineer said, "The main voices of opposition now come from the technical aspect. There is almost no possibility of a breakthrough in the two aspects of the source and the thruster..."

"The two aspects of power source and propulsion, we will take care of it. No matter what method you use, I will let them join this plan, um...well, you should first convince GM, Boeing, Noslow P. Grumman Newport News Shipyard and Electric Ship Company, let them come up with a feasible hull construction plan, and Wanke will help you in this regard.”

Wan Keke, whose whole body was as green as an old cucumber, nodded and said, "You know where I can be found."

The administrator hurried away.

Wan Ke watched the administrator leave, turned his head, and his eyes fell on Elke.

After two days and one night like a nightmare, Wan Keke finally became a green bandit, and he almost died in Africa.

But he himself doesn't know whether he is lucky or unlucky now.

Becoming a green bandit means that his life will burn faster. No matter how hard he tries, he may only live for two or three years.

He has mixed feelings about Kalb and Elke, the two men who turned him into Green Bandits.

Kalb was his master, unable to resist and resent, but Elke was different.

Looking at Elke's back, the corner of Wan Keke's mouth twitched, just wait, I will soon replace you and become the most trusted person of Master Kalb!

I will be the one who builds a flying battleship capable of defeating the Silence, and destroys Nanming and his lazy gods!

A group of people passed through the small half of the aircraft warehouse and came to a small independent warehouse in the corner.

It is said to be a small warehouse, but it is only compared with other places, and the space inside is still very large.

There is a stale smell that has not been ventilated for a long time in the air. In the middle of the huge warehouse, a huge monster is parked there.

Thirty meters long, with a wingspan of seven or eight meters, the whole body is silver-white, slender, and the wings are extremely short, almost blending with the entire aircraft. Two huge engines are symmetrically distributed at the rear, and the air intakes in front of the engines indicate , these are two ramjet engines.

The whole aircraft is like a small spaceship in a sci-fi movie, with a strong sense of technology.

This is the legendary SR-72 prototype, also known as the New Blackbird.

Of course, perhaps it should have been called the White Bird.

The reason why the Blackbird was black back then was that painting it in black was the most conducive to heat dissipation, but its successor used a special paint that not only improved heat dissipation efficiency, but also scattered light, producing a crystal clear of white.

If it is in the sun, it can still be seen. This crystal white surface has a luster similar to an oil film.

Elke looked at the white bird in front of him and said in a low voice: "This is SR-72. Its research and development stopped in 2008 and it was completely sealed up in 2010. It has been sealed up for 5 years now."

He walked to the corner, flipped through the mountains of documents, and said, "According to the documents, its completion progress has exceeded 70%, but the engine is not yet capable of flying at more than 6 times the speed of sound..."

Elke pointed to another mountain of information: "That is the information about the HTV-3X supersonic ramjet engine used on it, you go and have a look."

Two engine experts walked over immediately and began to flip through the documents.

They flipped through the information extremely fast, and the information was already reflected in their minds with almost a scan. After being strengthened by evil, the intelligence and physical strength of these people have been greatly enhanced.

Wan Keke also leaned over, flipped through it for a while, and then laughed.

There is no doubt that the information in front of them is not enough for them to build a powerful enough engine.

Elk's order to these people is to complete the "White Bird" before the next "epic journey" on the Silence, and the new White Bird must not only be modified to be able to carry people, but also increase its speed to Mach 10. Only then can it threaten the Silence.

Even for those who have been strengthened, this is almost an impossible task.

It took Wan Keke seven hours to go through all the information, which can really be said to be a "review", but he remembered everything that should be remembered, which made him confirm again own judgment.

With these few people and these materials, without external help, it is impossible to create a usable engine in twelve days, and even if it takes a few months to build a usable engine, Elk will not be able to produce it. Can't make a flying battleship.

For Elke, this is of course a disaster, but for him, it is an opportunity to step on Elke's position.

What would happen if Elke came out to turn the tide when he was helpless?

Seeing Elke reading the materials intently, Wan Keke sneered in his heart, these Yankees are stupid.

Relying on their strength, it is impossible to build the "White Bird" and the Flying Battleship. The fact is in front of them, and they don't want to admit it yet.

But as long as you change your mind, things will be much simpler.

The technology that can create flying warships exists, and the technology is in the hands of Lanshen Technology. The key is that he finds a way to obtain it.

It is impossible to obtain this technology directly from Lanshen Technology. Wan Keke has already tried it, and it ended badly.

The current him is the best portrayal.

But he can get it in a more roundabout way, but he needs a suitable chess piece.

...

Between the No. 7 Institute and the No. 3 Factory of the No. 7 Institute, there is a large residential area, which is the dormitory of the No. 7 Institute.

In the community protected by the armed police with live ammunition, all the senior employees of the Seventh Institute live. The former deputy director Yang Wenzheng lives on the first floor of a three-story building built in the 1990s.

Although his house is only about 120 square meters, it still has a yard of 70 to 80 square meters, which is full of flowers and plants, and there are several precious bonsai placed in the shade by the wall.

Yang Wenzheng likes arty, like these rare plants.

These flowers and plants, in fact, Yang Wenzheng has no time to take care of them on weekdays, and takes care of them very sloppily. Since he made a mistake, he is at home waiting for punishment from the organization, and finally has time to take care of these flowers and plants.

Although Yang Wenzheng told people all day long that he hoped to retire early and go home to tend flowers and plants, the early arrival of this day made him extremely uncomfortable.

Especially after living in another small courtyard not far away, a guy who made him dislike him very much.

Yan Tianhu, deputy director of the Seventh Institute of Trust.

In fact, Yang Wenzheng and Yan Tianhu had conflicts a long time ago. Although it was only a trivial matter at first, after Yan Tianhu took over as the deputy director, this conflict was infinitely magnified by him.

Yang Wenzheng, who was dismissed, stayed alone in the quiet yard every day, cursing people while tending flowers and plants. This process often started from Yan Tianhu. Of course, it was not only Yan Tianhu who disliked Yang Wenzheng, but also There are seven directors, Lao Chu, and even Qingzhong Yang, all of whom he cursed.

Today, Yang Wenzheng was unlucky. When he was cutting the flower branch, he suddenly heard the sound of the landline. With a shake of his hand, a flower branch that should not have been cut fell in response, which made Yang Wenzheng even more furious. Throwing the scissors on the ground, he turned angrily and entered the room.

"Hello? Who?" After answering the phone, Yang Wenzheng said angrily.

There was an indistinct male and female voice from over there: "Old Yang? Check your mailbox, the one you don't use often."

Before he finished speaking, the phone hung up.

"Hello? Hello?" Yang Wenzheng called twice into the phone, but there was only a busy tone on the phone.

"What the hell?" Yang Wenzheng hung up the phone angrily.

"Who is it?" My wife asked in the next room.

"I don't know, harassing calls!" Yang Wenzheng snorted.

He turned around and walked towards the yard again. After taking two steps, he suddenly stopped.

Although the voice had obviously been changed, the tone was inexplicably familiar.

And...how did the other party know that his surname is Yang, and that he has an email address that is not commonly used?

Yang Wenzheng frowned and thought for a moment, then turned around and walked back to the sofa, opened his notebook, put on his reading glasses, and opened the mailbox he didn't use often.

In a bunch of spam emails, I found an email that read "Old Yang's personal invitation, never stay".

Wanliu...

Wan... Wan scientific research?

Thinking of this name, Yang Wenzheng almost exploded with anger. If it weren't for Wan Keke, he wouldn't have ended up in this situation! Hasn't this guy already defected? How dare you contact him?

Yang Wenzheng wanted to log out of the mailbox subconsciously, but in the next second, he thought of his current situation.

Maybe...we can find clues to Wan Keke, catch him, and make up for it?

At that time, maybe the sample of metal hydrogen can be taken back?

Yang Wenzheng opened the email subconsciously.

"Brother Yang, I was coerced by others that day, and I was not allowed to be free, which caused Brother Yang to suffer various injustices. Today I will send you a copy of the detailed information on the HTV-3X supersonic ramjet engine used in the US SR-72 project, hoping to compensate Brother Yang for his loss. Loss. Brother Yang is a great talent, he should be able to distinguish the truth from the false, and understand my brother's painstaking efforts. Brother, scientific research."

Yang Wenzheng's breathing suddenly became rapid. This is... the engine used on the SR-72?

Although Yang Wenzheng is specialized in ship propulsion, he is no stranger to aviation engines, because aviation and marine engines have never been separated, and their principles are very similar.

He hesitated for a moment, and finally clicked on the attachment. After a long wait, after the download was complete, Yang Wenzheng clicked on the attachment, and then his eyes widened.

...

On the other side of the earth, the notebook in front of Wan Keke made a ding-dong sound, and a reading receipt jumped out of the mailbox.

"The other party has read your email."

The fish took the bait!

Wan Keke laughed, he did not believe that Yang Wenzheng could resist the temptation.

If Yang Wenzheng is not stupid, he can definitely use these materials to make up for his mistakes, and even return to his original post.

But after eating his bait, Yang Wenzheng will never escape his control.

Not to mention anything else, as long as Wan Keke announces that Yang Wenzheng has contact with him, Yang Wenzheng can't afford to go around.

Although Wan Keke's character is not good, he understands human nature very well.

With the launch of the US "Flying Battleship" project, the domestic "Long Sky Project" will definitely receive more and more attention. If the "Long Sky Project" project does not make progress, Qingzhong Yang will definitely ask Nan Ming again. Nanming might be able to ruthlessly refuse once, but what if Qingzhong Yang begged him twice or three times?

And now that he has laid out the chess pieces, the next thing he has to do is to put pressure on the domestic "Long Sky Project", so that Qingzhong Yang can't help but beg Nan Ming.

As long as Qingzhong Yangshe shows his face, in the end, Nan Ming will definitely reveal the technology, just like the metal hydrogen back then.

And on this chessboard, whether it is Elke, Qingzhong Yang, Yang Wenzheng, or even Nanming, they are just pawns on his chessboard.

His Wan scientific research is not so easy to lose.

He is the best chess player.

This is the self-confidence of an old bastard who is ignorant but can become an authority.

...

When it was dawn again, the old Yan Yan Tianhu couldn't help driving to the beach outside the Lanshen Shipyard.

He didn't dare to get close this time, and he didn't even dare to leave the car.

But this time he also changed his shotgun to better equipment.

He set up an astronomical telescope on the back seat of his car, with a magnification of more than 200 times, which was enough for him to see the details of the Silence clearly.

He fiddled with the binoculars, the eyepiece crossed the water, and suddenly froze.

Today's weather is very hot and dry. In the morning, a group of brats came from nowhere and were swimming at the beach with their lifebuoys on.

It seems that there is a typhoon coming. The waves are very big today. A wave hit and scattered a few bad boys. The bad boys didn’t know how deep they were. A group of people laughed, but no one noticed. .

When the waves calmed down, a lifebuoy rolled out of the waves, and the children around realized that someone was missing, and yelled in horror.

"No, someone fell into the water!" Old Yan didn't care about other things, dropped the binoculars, opened the car door and rushed out. (To be continued.)