Chapter Eighty-Fifth: Can't Ask for It

After all, the "Little Bench No. 1" of the bear children was not taken to the Seventh Institute for a test run.

For one thing, the test bench is also a very precious luxury for Qisuo, and it is not like Chen Haocong and others thought that it would be done in a while.

It's not like starting a car and letting the engine idle for a while.

It is very difficult to disassemble and assemble the test bench. It is not something that can be done in a day to prepare the test environment.

"Bear boy" applied for a test run through Lao Yan, but was blocked. The Seventh Institute said that there will be test runs for other projects in the near future, and the equipment will not be available.

Huang Youchun came back angrily, and reported to the brat bosses: "It's that bastard Yang Wenzheng. His engine has not even been written off yet, so where can he test the car? He still dominates the test bench and won't allow others to use it! Too much!" Too much!"

Old Yan smiled wryly and said, "How about this, let's go to the test after he finishes the test drive."

"How long will that take?"

"Three or two months?" Old Yan asked uncertainly.

After so long, the day lily is cold!

A few brats suddenly lost interest in the test drive.

The wishful thinking of the few of them is also very good, just do the actual test directly, what car to test?

"If you don't test the car on the ground, go directly to the sky for the actual test?" Huang Youchun, who has become the first employee of "Bear Kids", didn't know what to say: "It will be very dangerous, maybe it will explode!"

"What are you afraid of? Anyway, it's the No. 1 bench!" The brats didn't think it was a big deal, "Anyway, there will be No. 2 and No. 3 benches..."

It is logical that the code name of the small bench extends directly from the engine to the entire so-called "Gundam".

"It's going to blow up, let's make a new one." These brats are the cubs, and Tian doesn't feel sad. Anyway, all the manufacturing materials are cheated from the warehouse. They just produce them and assemble them. Just get up.

With the experience of the first assembly, Huang Youchun is now considered a skilled worker, and the assembly efficiency of the second engine is very high.

I believe that the third and fourth assembly must be more efficient.

Huang Youchun wiped the sweat off his face, his mouth was full of bitter taste.

These brats really don't take his physical labor seriously! Sure enough, the outside world is not so good, capitalists are capitalists no matter their age!

Just exploiting him... How could such a good engine blow up?

"It may not really blow up...Our design is completely fine in theory, and the production process is beyond the standard, unless there is a problem with the assembly." The few bear children are full of confidence.

"There is no problem with the assembly." Huang Youchun didn't take the scapegoat, "But are you sure there is no problem with the engine installed on this thing?"

A few days later, this bright factory building also had some functional partitions. A few brats divided their corner into two parts. The engine side was completely exposed, and they almost communicated with Lao Yan, but they The more important body of the "Gundam" is directly separated, and no one can see it except Huang Youchun, who is an employee, and a few brats.

It's just that I often hear the sound of thump, thud, and the cheers of the brats.

At this time, a few brats stood in the isolated space, looking up at the big guy over ten meters high.

"In principle, there is no problem at all." As the chief designer of the fuselage, Chen Haocong is not too confident in what he does, so he can only cheer himself up like this.

"Yes, we have completely applied the existing, very mature technology, and then carried out a simple transformation, which is no problem in theory!" Lu Rongrong also said, "We have tried it before, and you have seen it."

"That's just on the ground... The current problem is to let this guy fly." Huang Youchun poured cold water on them, "Are you sure you want to fly this big guy to the sky? This is flying in the sky, you don't know how to fly... ..."

"My private photos haven't been taken down yet." Lu Rongrong said, quickly evading, "I'm afraid I can't..."

Although it is an honor to fly for the first time, it is... too dangerous!

I have a great future, and I still have to enjoy it! Give this honor to someone else!

"Uh..." He Cunping thought for a long time before saying, "I think we need a pilot who is not afraid of death."

"Hmm..." Wang Shihao thought for a while, "I took a closer look at the engine information of my rabbit, and I found that most of the pilots who dare to fly my rabbit's plane to the sky are not afraid of death..."

Everyone has a black line, is there anyone who blackens me like you?

As an aviation engine engineer, Huang Youchun was a bit embarrassing. They also wanted to provide pilots with reliable engines that would not stop in mid-air, but... the concubine couldn't do it!

But it doesn't matter, although my rabbit's engine likes to stop in the air, the success rate of restarting in the air is 100%! Huang Youchun paralyzed his conscience like this.

"So, I know where to find the pilot." Chen Haocong slapped his hands.

...

The interview between Song Shengbo and Chen Yong was postponed for a few days, and then continued under the constant urging of the Lazy God Department.

Song Shengbo stayed in the Seventh House for several days, and he didn't see Chen Yong for several days. When he saw him again, he was taken aback and said, "What's wrong with you? Did something happen?"

After not seeing each other for a few days, Song Shengbo found that Chen Yong's cheeks were sunken.

The meals of the pilots are very good, and it is rarer to find the attribute of "saucy face" in the pilots than to find the female anchor without makeup.

At this time, Chen Yong seemed to have experienced 58 years of chaos, and his whole energy and spirit almost collapsed.

"I didn't see you two days ago, where have you been?" Song Shengbo asked in wonder, and intuitively felt that the state of his old friend was not right.

"It's okay, it just happens to be close to home, I went back to my hometown." Chen Yong said.

Chen Yong's wife and daughter are not in the army. His home is in the next city not far from here, and he is about to retire now, so it is not surprising to go home.

Song Shengbo was a very simple person, so he didn't think too much about it, and said, "Since we're back, let's go to the interview."

Song Shengbo found that Chen Yong, who had always been unimpressed with this interview, organized his attire very carefully, and put on the air force uniform on his body, which almost gave off the demeanor of the national flag class.

"Old Chen, did something happen?"

"It's okay." Chen Yong was silent for a while, then smiled, "Maybe the climate is not acclimatized, it's not very comfortable."

"Are you all right?"

"It's all right."

Although Chen Yong said so, Song Shengbo felt that he didn't seem to be fine.

Chen Yong, who has always been indifferent, clearly showed a very strong desire for this interview.

The location of the interview was at Lanshen Shipyard. It took half an hour to drive from Qisuo to Lanshen Shipyard. There were only the two of them interviewing, and the progress was very fast.

The people who interviewed them were Lao Ma and Lu Xingcheng. They each asked a few questions, then nodded, and said, "According to the interview results... Congratulations, Mr. Song Shengbo, you have obtained a valuable trial qualification. If you can pass this Try it out, and you'll be first mate of the Silence."

"Me?" Song Shengbo was taken aback, "Me? Why? But..."

He has a strong intuition that Chen Yong needs this opportunity more than he does.

"The Silence needs a first officer with a more sense of responsibility and a more enterprising spirit." Lu Xingcheng did not hide anything, and said seriously.

Before they participated in the interview, Lu Xingcheng had actually investigated them. Before the interview, the position was basically determined.

"Congratulations, Lao Song." Chen Yong smiled and patted him on the shoulder lightly.

The two came out of the interview room. Song Shengbo walked quickly, caught up with Chen Yong, and asked loudly, "Old Chen, tell me, what's going on?"

"It's Qiuhong..." Chen Yong cried.

"What's wrong with younger siblings?" Song Shengbo was startled.

"Liver cancer..." Chen Yong spat out two words, two words lightly, but Song Shengbo didn't know what to say.

Perhaps it has something to do with the domestic dietary environment. China has the highest incidence rate of liver cancer in the world, with 26 liver cancer patients per 100,000 people.

With a chance of one in a thousand, Chen Yong would never have imagined that this chance would involve his wife. (To be continued.)