1959: Carrying the achievement system, she rolled

"This is the Dongfeng-600 missile. Our missile has a maximum range of 1300 kilometers and can carry a -kilogram high-explosive warhead." The host, holding the microphone, stood on the city wall and explained loudly and passionately.

The domineering tone in his voice seemed to tell the world that we have extremely lethal long-range weapons.

We are peace-loving, but that doesn't mean we're easy to mess with. If anyone dares to mess with us, we won't hesitate to show them our strength.

The host tried hard to suppress his excitement. If he wasn't afraid of bringing shame to the country, he would have wanted to put down the microphone and hug himself and cry. He was so excited.

The word "we" did not appear in the manuscript given to him, but he was willing to add it even at the risk of making a mistake. He wanted all Chinese people to know that these were their own missiles.

When jet bombers and fighter jets suddenly appeared over the square, the atmosphere of the entire parade reached a climax.

In the past, because they had too few planes, they had to fly twice to get enough planes for major military parades.

In the past, if they wanted to protect the sea, they had to rely on a small fishing boat.

They were once extremely poor and had a lot of work to do.

Many of the weapons appearing in military parades today are independently developed by them.

It's not just the host who is so excited, but every Chinese citizen.

Being backward means being beaten, and now that they have these weapons, they are confident.

They are not weak, they stood up...

In just over a decade, they went from a country that couldn't even make a matchbox to an industrialized country that could manufacture heavy weapons.

No one knows the difficulties and hardships involved. Only those who have experienced it personally can understand how difficult those years were.

In this era, whether it is a soldier or a scientific researcher, whether it is a worker or a farmer, everyone tries their best to do their best for their country.

Especially those scientific researchers who stayed in the vast Gobi Desert under an assumed name and made great contributions to national defense.

They came to these difficult places without hesitation, not for fame or fortune, but just for a simple wish.

It’s just to make sure that our country has its own national treasure.

After the soul-stirring military parade, colorful balloons flew in the square and the crowd holding bouquets cheered enthusiastically.

……

The jeep stopped at the entrance of the institute, and the few people who got out of the car were surrounded by everyone.

"Do you all want to know what happened today..." Wan Ping was about to talk about the military parade when he was pulled away by someone.

Qiao Gong: Get out of the way...

"Comrade Du, have you taken the photos?" Engineer Qiao pushed Wan Ping away and took two steps to Du Yimeng and asked.

The institute was supposed to be closed today, and as it was such a festive day, they also wanted to have a good rest and sleep in.

It’s a pity that I have something on my mind and can’t sleep!

When Director Song and his team set out in the early morning, everyone gathered on the road that had to be taken to leave.

When they learned that Du Yimeng brought a camera, at that moment, everyone wanted to give her a big hug. They couldn't go, but they could take a look at the photos!

For this purpose, Mr. Qiao, a chemical expert, began to prepare secretly, waiting for the film to arrive home.

After the four people left, everyone was trapped in an agonizing time and simply returned to the laboratory. They felt that busy work would make time pass faster.

Time did pass quickly, and by the afternoon, they were all waiting at the intersection again.

"I took the photos. I'll develop them when I have time in a few days." Du Yimeng said. She thought everyone was impatient and wanted to see the photos as soon as possible.

Yu Lang was not there. He left the institute on the evening of the 29th. His whereabouts and mission were unknown.

She also wanted to see the photos earlier, but unfortunately some things had to wait even if she didn't want to.

"Don't wait, I'll develop it for you." Engineer Qiao said with a wave of his hand. He had prepared everything and was just waiting for the film to come back.

As a chemistry expert, he can take a small photo with ease.

At this time, he didn't know that the small photo almost cost him half his life.

"That... isn't good, right?" Du Yimeng's eyes suddenly lit up. She had taken quite a few photos.

In this era, developing photos is still quite expensive, and the key is that she took a lot of photos. She was prepared to spend a lot of money, but she didn't expect that someone would give her a pillow when she was sleepy.

Why is Mr. Qiao so good?

In this day and age, taking photos is a luxury.

Even if they were willing to spend the money, they would still wear what they thought was their best clothes. They would sit upright, put on a stiff smile, and wait with their eyes wide open for the photographer to press the shutter.

A two-inch photo is equivalent to a day's salary, so most people are reluctant to spend it.

Du Yimeng relied on the large amount of film that Yu Lang got for her and took a lot of photos. The key was that she felt that every photo was taken was very good.

"There's nothing wrong with it. You don't have to pay for the materials. It's on me. I just want to wash out an extra set. Is that okay?" Engineer Qiao said to Du Yimeng.

"Mr. Qiao, please go ahead and develop them. It's okay to develop a few more sets as long as the film is still there." Du Yimeng said quickly. If he didn't develop a few more sets, she would feel guilty, mainly because they had taken too many pictures.

The key is that she is worried that he will regret it...

"Mr. Qiao, can you print one more set? I'll pay for the materials." Wan Ping said immediately. He thought he would have to wait for a few days, but who knew that Mr. Qiao could actually print photos? So what was he waiting for?

"Okay!" Engineer Qiao's eyes lit up. Maybe he could use this little skill to make back some of the money he spent on materials.

"I want one too. I'll give you the money later." Qin Chulong said.

Mr. Qiao's eyes became brighter. His material costs were getting lower and lower, which was good.

"Old Qiao, I want one too!" Director Song followed closely behind.

"Mr. Qiao, I want one too..."

Qiao Gong's eyes went from shining at the beginning to numbness, and finally to despair.

Do they want to tire him to death?

However, we are all colleagues, and it would be embarrassing to wash one person but not another.

Fortunately, everyone is willing to pay for the materials. It doesn't matter if it's tiring. Maybe he can even save some pocket money.

As a result, when Du Yimeng gave him more than a dozen rolls of film, he almost stabbed himself in the eye.

Good guy...

He just wanted to call him good guy...

Isn’t this too wasteful?

It was not until he actually developed the photos that he realized what true despair was.

Despair was what he felt for the next period of time, as all his rest time was spent developing photos.

To the point that later on, whenever I saw the photo, I felt like vomiting.

What is private money? To hell with it!

If you ask him what he hates most in his life, it is of course the endless development of photos. He hates photos...