Chapter 343: Collective Wisdom

"What did they say?"

"There is no clear answer yet, but they have expressed their protest.

In the Pacific Fleet's conference room, an officer sneered: "It doesn't matter. If they don't agree, we will carry out military Y as planned. If the loss of an F22 is doomed to be irreparable, I don't mind making it back in terms of reputation and international situation."

"It's like chess. We lose a piece, but we can win more."

"Ladies and gentlemen in Congress may prefer to make the recovery of the wreckage the first goal. "

F22 is one of the backbones of the United States. Like aircraft carriers, it cannot be judged by monetary losses alone.

Over the years, it has been given countless mythical colors and has a special meaning in the eyes of people all over the world.

Any abnormality about F22 may become the global front page.

Especially now, the United States has been closely looking for clues about China's development of the fifth-generation aircraft. If the wreckage is hacked, wouldn't it be handing bullets to the enemy?

There are many twists and turns here.

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A corner of the shipyard warehouse in a small county in Fuzhou Province .

The conditions were simple, the space was simple, but a group of people sat there who were not simple.

49 experts from various companies, universities, and fields, from different places all over the world, were writing furiously at this moment.

The "flexible blackboard" that almost circled the field was also divided into six areas by Zhou Rui. He held up a notebook, drew pictures with chalk, and passed on instructions one by one.

The sound of chalk clacking and the swish of countless pens were endless.

"The curve function on the blade is this, a＞0 and a≠1"

"The pneumatic nozzle drawing is completed."

"Mr. Guan will review the calculation.

"Okay."

"The bypass ratio has an error."

"Let me see."

Some people were drawing, and some were calculating.

Zhou Rui did not arrange them one by one in order, but like filming a movie, six groups were working simultaneously.

Yuan Gao suddenly looked up and saw the industry leaders gathering together, and suddenly felt a sense of time travel.

I still remember that when I was young, I followed my teacher to carry out special tasks. It was also like this. The senior arranged the tasks on the top, and dozens of people worked together to calculate.

What were you doing at that time? Machine tools? Or chemical engineering?

It was great, it felt like I was back decades ago.

But gradually, some bad news came out.

"Mr. Zhou, the control system doesn't work"

"Mr. Zhou, the calculation is wrong"

"Mr. Zhou, here"

"Mr. Zhou"

Things were not smooth sailing.

Because the content was too large, Zhou Rui only took a "catalog" from the "Temple of Thinking".

When it was necessary to expand the "catalog" into the "full text", there were too many branches.

This is why Zhou Rui needed 49 experts in various fields to work together. He needed these people's hands, and even more so, their brains.

In the first three hours, everything went smoothly. Zhou Rui and 50 people successfully completed the design of hundreds of parts, but as the number increased, the correlation between each part also gradually increased, and a large number of problems were exposed.

"This bypass ratio is wrong"

"Is the pressure coefficient here too high?"

Seeing that a battle seemed to be deadlocked, the expert group began to have doubts.

Will it really become a farce?

Where did the things in Zhou Gong's notebook come from? Is it reliable?

Dilemma and doubt gradually filled the entire "classroom".

Yang Rubin, who had been watching, also began to worry.

Zhou Rui did not refute those doubts and suspicions. This is the combination of science and engineering.

Wrong is wrong, no matter how loud the voice is, it can't change anything.

Only correct can make up for mistakes.

He held the notebook, closed his eyes and raised his head.

1 minute.

Not long.

From the outside world, Zhou Rui just lost his mind for a while.

When Zhou Rui opened his eyes, he panted quickly, as if he had just forgotten to breathe.

He succeeded, and took the initiative to withdraw from the "Master Time" with his willpower, not the residual value of concentration.

As he entered the "Palace of Thinking" more and more times, he became more resistant to the greed that wanted to die in the Palace of Thinking.

After a minute of master time, the sequelae could be overcome. Zhou Rui took a few minutes to relax, and then with his newly sorted thoughts, he was ready to issue more orders.

The "Palace of Thinking" is like this. After leaving, the level drops rapidly, and the longer the time, the fainter the memory in the mind.

Just like he couldn't remember the thoughts in the previous "Master Time".

Even if he had the "catalog" and "index", he needed to "reproduce" in time, otherwise, not to mention whether he could gather so many experts to work for him, Zhou Rui's own recovery step by step would only make his thoughts more and more vague.

He wanted to try it at this time and place.

Just like he said, he was fighting.

Racing against time not only refers to the changes in the situation, but also to his own thinking.

"The bypass ratio is deviated, maybe because..."

Zhou Rui was about to continue talking, and suddenly found that everyone was looking at him dully.

What happened?

Was I secretly cheating just now and was noticed to be strange?

Suddenly, Zhou Rui felt something slipping from his lips and falling to the ground.

Zhou Rui touched it subconsciously, and felt a moist touch.

When he looked down, he saw blood.

Zhou Rui had one nostril, and blood slowly flowed down, more and more.

Yang Rubin, who originally looked like a transfer student without a seat, suddenly stood up while sitting in the corner, and even brought down the desks and chairs in front of him.

"Doctor! Ambulance! Hurry!"

Zhou Rui didn't know whether it was a psychological effect or whether he was living a chaotic period of time, but he actually felt a little weak and sat down with his support on the table.

"Who has paper? I'll just wipe it off."

Old Yuan Gao, who was nearby, quickly took out a crumpled tissue from his pocket. Zhou Rui didn't mind it, wiped away the nosebleed, and blocked his nostrils.

Why does it smell like boiled eggs?

Several doctors rushed in, and Zhou Rui was pressed on the chair and forced to undergo another examination.

But obviously, the nosebleed was due to excessive "master time". Zhou Rui's body is still healthy and strong, at least this kind of on-site inspection can't find any problems.

Zhou Rui struggled repeatedly, but in the end he was not taken to the hospital. He just had a few tubes of blood drawn for more detailed examination. If there were more questions reported there, he would probably be kidnapped directly.

Zhou Rui's nosebleed stopped flowing. He pulled out the paper plug from his nostril. Zhou Rui opened the notebook again while his thoughts were still flowing.

At this time, an old hand held down Zhou Rui.

Zhou Rui looked up and saw Lin Guangrong.

Lin Guangrong said solemnly: "Xiao Zhou, your body is the most important. Your thoughts are recorded in this notebook, right? If you trust me, an old man, let's think about it together."

Lin Guangrong's eyes were serious.

A second pair of old hands came up.

Zhang Yuanchao: "That's what I mean too, Xiao Zhou. Working together is the spirit of Rongfei. One person cannot build a plane or an engine. Trust us, we can help!"

Yuan Gaoli was close and put his hand on his, and said angrily: "Me too!"

Zhang Yuanchao and Lin Guangrong glared at Yuan Gao with murderous eyes.

Who are you!

Zhou Rui looked at the people in front of him, and then at the dozens of pairs of eyes behind him.

It's not that he doesn't trust Lin Guangrong and the others, nor is he worried about his achievements being shared.

I just haven't thought about this possibility.

He is still too conceited and only believes in his own power for certain things.

But now, it seems that we have to believe in everyone’s power.

Zhou Rui sighed, closed his eyes, and quickly ran through the list in his mind.

Then he tore open the precious "catalogue" in his hand, which he had obtained through cheating until his nosebleed.

Shen Sheng said: "Still according to the previous six groups, Lin Guangrong is in charge of the core unit, Qiu Lixun is in charge of the turbine group, Wu Haimin is in charge of the combustion chamber group, Zhang Yuanchao is in charge of the exhaust nozzle group, Tan Shiyi is in charge of the control system group, and Bian Hui is in charge of the accessories group."

"The six team leaders are all masters in their respective fields. This will add a layer of organizational structure. I will coordinate in the middle. Everyone, give me another chance and let's try again!!"

It was originally supposed to involve a lot of reactions from the opponents, but after receiving system warnings and editor warnings, it was considered a mixed double-play. It was said that it was easy to be reported, so it could only be simplified a bit, omitting some of the opponent scenes, and a section of the previous chapter was deleted.

Please forgive me.