Eagle Sauce: The 055 destroyer was launched into the sea just after the founding of the country?

I do not know how long it has been.

Fang Yu woke up from a hazy sleep with a splitting headache, lips as dry as the desert, and a burning throat.

He forced his heavy eyelids open and found himself lying on the bed in the Northern Industrial Dormitory. He was still wearing yesterday's shirt, but his tie and jacket had been taken off by someone.

The sunlight outside the window was so glaring that it was uncomfortable. It was obviously noon of the next day.

“I’m never going to drink with those foreigners again…”

Fang Yu struggled to sit up, his head aching as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer.

At the dinner yesterday, Abdullah and Tuwaka took turns toasting him.

Various reasons came one after another, such as "for cooperation", "for friendship", and "for the future of Dragon Country". Fang Yu was unable to refuse under the pressure of diplomatic etiquette.

There was a glass of water and a few hangover pills on the bedside table, obviously prepared by someone in advance.

Fang Yu picked up the cup of water gratefully and was about to take the medicine when the phone suddenly rang, startling him so much that he almost spilled water on the quilt.

He picked up the phone with a frown, and General Chen's cheerful voice came from the receiver.

"Hey, Xiao Fang, are you awake? Are you okay?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in General Chen's voice.

"Especially your precious brain, has it not been damaged by the alcohol?"

"If that were the case, I would be the eternal sinner of Dragon Country!"

Fang Yu smiled bitterly and rubbed his temples.

"Mr. Chen, you are going to laugh at me. Don't worry, my brain is not damaged, I just have a terrible headache."

"Next time, you have to help me block the drinking. Those two guys are really drunk."

"Hahaha!" General Chen laughed even more happily. "How can that be? Our Dragon Country's arms business is only discussed lively over a glass of wine!"

"Besides, those two deals yesterday were big deals, worth a few drinks!"

"I'm happy, but I won't go next time..."

He held onto the head of the bed and sat up with difficulty. His throat was dry as if it had been burned by fire.

Fang Yu picked up the glass of water on the bedside table, took a sip carefully, moistened his cracked lips, and then continued to ask.

"By the way, Mr. Liu called at this time, is there anything you want to tell me?"

General Chen's hearty laughter came from the other end of the phone.

"No, I didn't give you any instructions. I'm here to help you with your money-giving!"

Fang Yu was stunned and subconsciously straightened his back. The headache caused by the hangover made him frown.

"The boy who distributes wealth?"

"Mr. Chen, what does this mean?"

There was a hint of pride and joy in General Chen's voice.

"Need I say that? Literally!"

"The funds for your development of global navigation systems and nuclear submarines have been approved!"

"The contract for the nuclear submarine development project team has expired. You can start the development work at any time!"

Fang Yu's hand holding the phone trembled slightly, and the headache from his hangover seemed to be relieved a little in an instant.

"Really? That would be great!"

Hearing this, Fang Yu smiled excitedly.

"This R&D funding is a timely help to our Great Wall Military Factory. On behalf of all my colleagues at the Great Wall Military Factory, I would like to express my gratitude to our superiors."

“You’re so polite!”

General Chen laughed heartily.

"By the way, are you still feeling hungover? Do you want me to send some hangover medicine?"

“No, I’m much better now.”

Although the headache had not completely subsided, the excitement had completely occupied Fang Yu's mind.

He jumped out of bed, and the dizziness caused by the hangover made him stagger slightly, but this did not affect his good mood at all.

"Thank you for your trust! I will definitely use this money wisely."

Fang Yu said firmly to General Chen on the other end of the phone, then hung up and quickly dressed.

Then, he headed directly towards Institute 301...

……

The core conference room of Institute 301 was brightly lit, and the clock on the wall pointed to nine o'clock in the evening.

More than 20 experts were sitting around a rectangular conference table. Among them were old professors with gray hair and energetic middle-aged engineers, all with expressions of excitement and nervousness on their faces.

Various technical drawings, calculation papers and folders are scattered on the table, and some small metal components and material samples are placed in glass display boxes.

Fang Yu stood in front of the blackboard at the front of the conference room, holding a piece of chalk in his hand.

This was an exchange meeting specially convened by Fang Yu regarding the nuclear submarine construction project.

The blackboard was already filled with various complex technical sketches and formulas, and he was answering questions from the experts.

"Team Leader Fang, the reactor design for a nuclear submarine is the first challenge,"

Professor Li from the Nuclear Power Research Institute said, pushing up his thick glasses, his tone full of worry.

"We're just getting started with ground-based reactors. How can we design a shipboard reactor that's small enough, safe enough, and can provide sufficient power?"

“This problem may require more than ten years of research and development.”

Fang Yu smiled slightly, turned around and drew a simple cross-section diagram of the reactor on the blackboard.

"What Professor Li mentioned is indeed the core difficulty in nuclear submarine development, but I believe that a direct compression design approach can be adopted."

His chalk drew a few lines on the blackboard.

"It uses a pressurized water reactor, uses highly enriched uranium as fuel, and a dual-circuit heat exchange system, which ensures safety while significantly reducing its size."

There was silence in the conference room as the experts were taking notes and thinking seriously.

"But Team Leader Fang, our technology for purifying high-purity uranium metal is not yet mature,"

Another expert raised questions.

“Not to mention how to ensure the stability of the reactor in the high-pressure environment on the seabed.”

Fang Yu put down the chalk and picked up a folder from the table.

"Regarding the issue of uranium purification, I have prepared an improved gas diffusion method that can increase the purity efficiency by 30% compared to the existing process."

He handed the drawings to the experts around him.

“As for high-pressure environments, the key lies in the material selection and design of the pressure vessel.”

He turned to Academician Wang from the Institute of Materials.

"Academician Wang, this is the question I want to ask you."

"Nuclear submarines require special steels that can withstand deep-sea pressure while ensuring sufficient toughness and corrosion resistance."

"Do you think the steel formula I provided is sufficient for use?"

Academician Wang is a man in his sixties with gray hair but in good spirits.

He took the list of materials handed to him by Fang Yu and his brows immediately furrowed.

“This formulation of high-nickel, high-chromium stainless steel…we’ve never tried it before.”

“The ratio of adding titanium, molybdenum and vanadium is also very special.”

He raised his head and looked at Fang Yu sharply, "Is this kind of steel really possible?"

“Not only is it achievable, but I’ve already done some preliminary smelting tests.”

Fang Yu turned around and took a small metal cylinder from his assistant.

"This is a sample. Please examine it, experts."

The metal cylinder was passed from one expert to another, and everyone was surprised by its weight and hardness.

When the cylinder was passed to Researcher Zhang from the Institute of Acoustics, he tapped it casually with his knuckles and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Its acoustic properties are also excellent! If used in submarine hulls, this material can greatly reduce sound wave reflection and improve the submarine's stealth."

It is this feature that is most critical.

Fang Yu muttered to himself, during the Cold War, sonar technology was the core of anti-submarine warfare.

Whoever can build a quieter submarine will have an advantage in the battle for the seabed.

"Researcher Zhang hit the key point,"

Fang Yu took over the topic.

"The third biggest technical challenge for nuclear submarines is quieting technology."

“We need to make breakthroughs in propeller design, main engine vibration reduction and hull streamline optimization.”

He walked over to the blackboard and drew a cross-section of a propeller.

“Conventional propellers produce cavitation when rotating at high speeds, forming a large number of bubbles, which is one of the main sources of submarine noise. I suggest adopting a new propeller blade design…”

As Fang Yu explained, the atmosphere in the conference room gradually changed from initial suspicion to concentration and excitement.

Experts from various fields began to proactively offer their insights and additions, and the discussions in the conference room became increasingly lively.

At midnight, the meeting was still going on.

Fang Yu felt moved as he looked at these experts whose eyes were red but still full of energy.

This is the most precious wealth of the Dragon Country, these talented people who are willing to dedicate their wisdom and youth to the country.

"Everyone," Fang Yu finally stood up. Although his voice was a little hoarse from the long lecture, his tone was firm. "The nuclear submarine project is a systematic project that requires the concerted efforts of all our departments."

"Today we are discussing the technical route, and next we will develop a detailed R&D plan and timetable."

"I believe that as long as we work together, we will be able to launch the first nuclear submarine of the Dragon Kingdom within five years!"

There was warm applause in the conference room.

Amid the applause, Fang Yu looked through the window at the dark ocean in the distance.

In that invisible deep sea, the Iron Great Wall of Dragon Nation will quietly rise...