Chapter 74

Qinggang.

Research center, the area division is very clear, because it is the integration of a large site.

The functions and research areas were divided.

In some areas, only glass partitions are used.

The busy scientific researchers formed a sharp contrast with an old man pushing himself in a wheelchair, which seemed out of place.

The old man looked at the busy scientific researchers from a distance and did not come close, his turbid eyes kept scanning.

Suddenly there were footsteps approaching, causing the old man to subconsciously turn his head and look in the direction where the footsteps came from.

The figure is from far to near. He is wearing a simple white coat and has a slender figure, but his face is a little childish.

When he saw that the other party was clearly heading towards him, the old man's pupils shrank slightly.

The old man watched the visitor approach with a kind smile on his face.

"Did I bother you? Sorry, I'm leaving now."

The old voice was apologetic, and he spoke in a deep voice, with a hint of the hoarseness of age.

"No need to interrupt, Mr. Liu, I came here to ask you if you want to go in and take a look?"

As soon as he said this, the old man's cloudy eyes became a little sharp, and he looked at the person seriously.

He was very young. He had already learned some information before coming here and understood who the person in front of him was.

What surprised him was that the other party knew him.

"You know me?"

"know."

Chu Ze nodded. Although he said he had not participated in the aircraft carrier project, he did know the other person because he had seen some news in his previous life, and the photos released by the news all looked very young compared to the people in front of him.

The face was vaguely familiar, the kind that was familiar yet a little strange, but still recognizable.

"Will it disturb you?" Faced with Chu Ze's invitation, the old man was a little hesitant and entangled.

There is impulse, but more restraint.

"Won't."

Chu Ze shook his head firmly and said.

"Okay." The old man hesitated for a moment, nodded, and tried to push the wheelchair.

Chu Ze was faster, his hands naturally fell on the back handle of the wheelchair, and he pushed the old man into the carrier-based aircraft research area.

In the area, every scientific researcher was busy. Many people greeted Chu Ze respectfully after seeing him.

"Chu Gong."

"Gong Chu, what instructions do you have."

"Just take a look, you guys are busy with your business."

Chu Ze responded with a smile.

Although the scientific researchers were a little confused about Chu Ze pushing an old man in, they turned around and devoted themselves to research.

"This is the airframe design. There are many differences between carrier-based aircraft and land-based fighters, and the requirements will be higher. The Zhan-10 is currently being transformed."

Chu Ze pushed the old man and stepped in, then introduced the situation.

The old man obviously knew a lot about carrier-based aircraft. After hearing this, his eyes lit up and he looked at the researchers who were studying.

"After the transformation, will it be handed over to Chengfei for wind tunnel testing?"

"Yes, after all, there is no wind tunnel here. Testing the aerodynamic layout requires cooperation from Chengfei."

Chu Ze explained in a calm tone, paused slightly and spoke again:

"When the Chengfei Research Institute completes the test, we will start building the carrier-based version of the Zhan-10 here. Currently, the simulated aircraft carrier is being built. By then, it can be placed on the land-based aircraft carrier for testing." Chu Ze laughed. Yes, although the research task is very heavy, after all, no one wants a miserable leader.

Chu Ze introduced everything to the old man in detail, and he explained it just by looking at the old man's curious eyes.

Everything in the carrier-based aircraft research area is so novel to the old man in a wheelchair, and his eyes are full of eagerness.

Because everything in front of me is like a dream.

After a while, under the leadership of Chu Ze, the old man and Chu Ze stepped into an area.

There was obviously a sealed laboratory inside, and banging sounds were being made.

A hook was constantly moving back and forth, and collided with it making a sound.

"Tailhook?"

"Yes, the landing tailhook is undergoing structural testing."

"Okay, when I was looking at this thing, I wanted to get closer and didn't let me get closer." The old man's old voice was hoarse and his tone was full of emotion.

"You can't see what others have, but you can see what you have." The smile on Chu Ze's face gradually faded, and he became very serious and serious.

"Yes, feel free to look at your own home."

"Mr. Liu, let me take you to see other places."

Chu Ze pushed the old man around the carrier-based aircraft research area, walked past the combustion chamber being designed, and stepped through the airframe structure design area where the debate was ongoing.

Finally, a model of an aircraft carrier slowly appeared. The model of the aircraft carrier was very large, about the size of half a football field.

The appearance is exactly the same as the one docked at the port.

On top of the aircraft carrier model, there are planes with folded wings, and the aircraft carrier model keeps shaking.

The sound of mechanical buzzing sounded from time to time.

Swinging wildly on the model.

"The folding wing test is a test platform in itself, and packaging it like an aircraft carrier is purely a bad idea for researchers."

Chu Ze explained with a smile that using the shape of an aircraft carrier as a rocking platform would only allow people born in the 1980s to take power in this area.

Chu Ze naturally had no objection to this, but felt pretty good about it.

"It's such a bad taste. I really hope I can see this scene at sea." The old man's cloudy eyes looked at the test platform built in the shape of an aircraft carrier.

He extremely hoped to see this scene at sea.

The aircraft carrier he has been looking forward to his whole life is taking shape, and he feels that it is really not far away.

"It won't be too far." Chu Ze nodded.

"I believe that heroes come from young, thanks to your hard work."

"I'm just doing some research. Let's not talk about Xin Ti. It's Liu Lao and you who have gone through the ups and downs in those days. That's hard work."

"We were nothing at that time. We just went up with a gun with the bumper. Later we discovered that recklessness alone was not enough. Others had planes and cannons, but we only had rifles."

The old man seemed to have opened up his chat box, and his tone was somewhat emotional:

"Forging iron requires hard work. Later I finally understood that those of you who are engaged in military industry are the soldiers' confidence."

The old man thought of his youthful years, feeling aggrieved and depressed.

But everything in front of him made him feel that everything was worth it. The things he had expected to do in his life and vowed to do had already taken shape.

After decades, if there is one hope, then it is worth it.

That was the real despair at the beginning, with human flesh and blood, blocking guns and artillery, withstanding the bombing of planes and the roar of artillery fire.

He didn't regret his choice, but he never wanted to go back and do it all over again.

Because it's really cruel.

The old man's eyes were somewhat reminiscing, and he was lost in memories. Without words, Chu Ze pushed the old man and strolled through the areas.

As always, he introduced everything in front of him. In fact, as far as Chu Ze was concerned, he knew that there was nothing to see in the current carrier-based aircraft research area.

However, Chu Ze knew very well what the old man wanted to see, and introduced it very seriously, and the old man would communicate with it from time to time.

One old and one young, just walking and communicating.

In the distance, Li Shengdong's eyes were a little deep. Originally, after receiving the task, he brought a few people to Qinggang as usual to follow up on the project.

However, as he stepped into the research area, he saw a familiar face.

"What's wrong, Director Li?" The photographer who followed Li Shengdong sounded a little confused.

"Photograph it."

Li Shengdong did not explain, but took pictures with his camera.

The young people I met while immersed in the Xichang Research Base were surprisingly similar even though they were in a different place.

In Xichang, a vigorous young man stood under the rising sun, forming the grip of the century. He always believed that the inherited picture taken in Xichang was the most proud work in his lifetime.

Although it is unknown now, when it is decrypted in the future, people will definitely see the story of what happened.

But Li Dongsheng himself didn't expect that he would see a similar picture here.

Now under the sunset in Qinggang, the young man appeared again, pushing the old man Li Dongsheng had interviewed and wandering around the research area to watch.

Li Dongsheng even looked at the old man sitting in the wheelchair and stood up with curious eyes. The young man next to him explained it seriously, even getting close to the moment he got started.

Li Dongsheng wiped the corners of his eyes unconsciously.

Li Dongsheng had seen similar situations between young people and old people in the Xichang base, and he had also seen the scene explained on other people's aircraft carriers.

Li Dongsheng's heart was filled with infinite ripples, and he looked quietly in front of him.

Watching the young man and the old man communicating non-stop without interrupting, he watched the young man pushing the old man out of the research area, his figure elongated under the setting sun.

The old man came out of the research area. The sun had set in front of him, and golden sunset appeared on the horizon.

It was printed upside down on the sea surface, forming microwave sparkling waves that were reflected back on the huge hull.

The hull of the ship was stained with rust, but at this moment the old man felt extremely confident.

The heart of the independently developed carrier-based aircraft is more importantly the planning of the carrier-based aircraft.

Under the setting sun, the figure lengthens.

"I'll do it myself."

The old man reached out and patted Chu Ze gently, who was sitting on the push support.

After hearing this, Chu Ze let go and silently watched the old man pushing his wheelchair to the bottom of the aircraft carrier.

His eyes were a little deep, and he was also a little emotional.

Every time he gets along with these old people, Chu Ze always has a lot of feelings in his heart.

Xichang Research Base, Nie Yuntian’s teacher.

And the old man in sharp contrast to the huge ship in front of him.

Chu Ze looked deeply at the horizon and the red sunset.

From the sea to the horizon, the sky is the shore, and the top of the mountain is the peak. In Chu Ze's view, the old man's back is more majestic than the huge ship's body.

It was like this before my eyes, and so was Nie Yuntian's teacher.

The old man looked at the huge ship with turbid eyes. Chu Ze stood outside the research institute and looked at the red clouds on the horizon. The red clouds made the rust stains no longer so conspicuous.

"Old and young, people and the sea, what they want in life."

Li Dongsheng sighed softly, thinking carefully about everything in front of him, it had been forty years.

Even the scene twenty years ago feels like it was yesterday, except that the old man who can no longer stand is in a wheelchair.

What I heard and saw was already Qinggang, China.

At this time, Chu Ze looked at the sunset quietly, and the phone rang. Chu Ze picked up the phone, took a look, and answered the call.

"Hello."

"Teacher Chu..."

"Are you done?"

There was a sweet voice inside, which made a smile appear on Chu Ze's face.

Because he knew so much, Chu Ze inevitably felt a little depressed.

Just with this phone call, it was like a spring breeze blowing away the scattered autumn leaves.

"I just finished shooting an advertisement, but I am so tired. Next, I may have to join the crew to shoot a movie. I can only see you during the New Year."

The other end of the phone was like a chatterbox, with a clear voice rising and falling.

Chu Ze smiled unconsciously.

"Busy as you are, pay attention to rest."

"I'll bounce this back to you." The clear voice on the phone paused slightly, a little hesitant: "Teacher Chu, have you encountered any problems?"

"I tell you, you are so good, no problem is a problem, don't push yourself too hard, your health is your capital, but you said it."

In the phone, the clear and pleasant voice made Chu Ze's heart warm slightly.

"Nothing, I just suddenly met a senior and felt a little emotional."

"That's good, I'll come to visit you during the Chinese New Year?"

"Sure."

"Then will we go to Yucheng or Qingshi?"

"It should be Qingshi."

"That's great."

A cheer of surprise suddenly broke out on the phone.

"Why?" Chu Ze was a little puzzled.

"I can go to Qingshi for a trip."

The tone on the other end of the phone was full of joy, and even the joy could be felt across the phone.

Chu Ze had a smile on his face, and in front of him were the setting sun, the lonely wild geese, and the long autumn sky.

The phone call was a beautiful scene.

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Juli Rigging.

In the conference room, Yang Xincheng did not sit in the main seat. There were not many people in the conference room.

There were three figures sitting in the main seat.

In addition, there was Yang Xincheng and several other young people.

At this time, Yang Xincheng dared not breathe, because for him, this was also a different kind of fate judgment.

"Xincheng, the development is quite normal. In addition to the old customers, we have only developed one new customer, and the profit is not very good."

A middle-aged man with gray hair and a dignified face looked at Yang Xincheng with a scrutinizing look.

"Uncle, this new customer is not simple, so I didn't think about profit at that time."

Of course, Yang Xincheng couldn't say that he was eaten to death. He didn't even want to mention the day of Silent Cambridge, if it weren't for the memory attacking him from time to time.

He wanted to choose to forget.

But Yang Xincheng's words made the middle-aged man in the lead nod his head.

The same middle-aged man next to him said with a tone of regret:

"I didn't think about profit. We are an enterprise. Do you understand? What do you want to do if you don't make a profit? Then you can join the army and contribute to the country."

When these words came out, Yang Xincheng's tone was blocked. It was his father who was talking, and he didn't think his father was joking.

This was obviously preparing to send him to the army for training.

Thinking of joining the army, Yang Xincheng's face fell.

He didn't look down on soldiers, but he was used to the red and green, and suddenly he was asked to enter a Buddhist temple, he couldn't stand the thought.

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