A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

Chapter 119 Veteran, Can You Still Fight?

As Master Qin led his apprentice over to bring the repaired pole, Yi Zhonghai, who had always acted as a "carving master," also took out the meticulously crafted gears.

The final piece of the puzzle for the heavy machine tool has finally been completed.

As the screws were tightened, the green screen in front of Jiangxia began to refresh.

“KUNZMANN 32/8 German heavy-duty machine boring and milling self-feeding lathe”.

"Repair completeness: 76%"

Missing parts: YG-2 special alloy cutting tip, Y-6 special alloy parts

Meanwhile, the gears that Master Yi had meticulously polished were also marked in bright red.

It wasn't that he didn't make it according to the dimensions, but rather it was a problem with the material.

There's no way to say that China doesn't have tungsten alloys right now; that's impossible. But to say that China has enough surplus to give to Jiangxia to make gears is pure wishful thinking.

The forged steel we're using now was all produced by the second workshop during their overtime shift using drop hammers.

Don't think it's easy. Modern drop hammer forging is not like the hydraulic or oil presses of later generations. It just starts up with a bang as soon as the motor is turned on.

The drop hammer forging press at Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill currently only has a 3-ton capacity. It relies on four winches to lift the heavy hammer and then drop it to achieve forging.

It's similar to manual ramming, except that you replace the people with a winch, that's all.

However, the craftsmanship of this forging team is excellent. It seems that the team leader's surname is Liu, and he also lives in a courtyard house.

Seeing that the test was passed, Jiang Xia was too lazy to shout slogans anymore, simply because he was hungry.

To ensure installation accuracy, Jiang Xia felt completely drained, having kept the scanner running the whole time.

With so many eyes watching him, he couldn't openly pour the sugar into his mouth, so he had to just endure it.

Fortunately, I had a high-protein meal a couple of days ago, so I can barely hold on now.

We started by running the car slowly to test the coordination of the various components.

As the lathe began to slowly turn, everyone curiously gathered around.

I wanted to see what was different about this lathe that I'd been working on for so long.

A lathe? Nothing special. We have them in the workshop. It's just that this one is a bit bigger and has more tool holders.

With the relevant parameters set for Jiangxia completed, he removed his hands from the lathe.

Driven by the guide rod and lead screw, the slide box moves forward slowly.

Well, it's nothing special now; that C620 can be moved forward too.

But when the knife holder automatically rotated 35 degrees, everyone became uneasy.

"This machine can automatically adjust the blades?"

Jiang Xia grinned, revealing eight teeth. "This is nothing! Just wait and see!"

After the cutter was adjusted to the correct angle, the slide box actually started to move back and forth repeatedly.

"Is this boring?"

Xia Fengnian, a fifth-grade lathe operator who was helping Master Qin carry the lathe over, exclaimed in surprise and squeezed to the front, staring at the lathe without blinking.

After a while, the small knife holder rotated another angle, and this time the large knife holder began to move in a planar motion in coordination with the small knife holder.

"X-axis and Y-axis linkage! My goodness! Is this milling a surface?!"

Xia Fengnian screamed like a little girl, her face full of disbelief.

Then he grabbed a young man next to him and said, "Go and call Master Ning over. He has more experience with lathes than I do. Quickly ask him to take a look!"

"My God! My God! Is this the same pile of scrap metal from before?"

The others didn't know what Xia Fengnian was so excited about; they just thought it was fun that the lathe could move around on its own.

Once the set travel time is completed, the slide box returns to its initial position.

Like a veteran who has just run 3 kilometers, hands on hips, disdainfully saying: That's it? Dare to give me something more challenging?

Just come!

Veteran, come and run the 200-meter obstacle course.

Jiang Xia directed Tie Zhu to place a cylinder body that had just been carved out of a sand mold onto the lathe.

At the same time, the gearbox was also changed to a medium speed gear.

The increase in rotational speed caused the lathe to tremble slightly.

The "veteran" bent down slightly, took three steps to cross the stakes, crossed the trench, leaped over the low wall, and climbed the high platform... all in one smooth motion.

Eight minutes!

"Eight minutes! The cylinder block machining is complete in eight minutes!"

Ma Zhendong flashed his watch at Jiang Xia and raised his right hand high.

"Wait, let's take the measurements!"

Jiang Xia waved his hand and silently retreated to the outer perimeter. He found a small stool and plopped down on it.

Oh my god, should I get another bottle of glucose? My head is so dizzy!

While everyone's attention was focused on the lathe and its newly machined cylinder, Jiang Xia took out some white sugar and took two big bites.

"Dimensional inspection complete, all hole diameters meet requirements!"

"Cylinder block inspection complete, smoothness meets requirements!"

As Ma Weihong's voice fell, a commotion erupted.

"Old Lin! How long does it take us to process just one cylinder?" Master Qin asked, staring at his old partner.

Master Lin's lips trembled: "Half a cylinder plus grinding takes at least 45 minutes."

"The whole thing, including welding, takes at least two hours!"

"Old Qin, didn't you notice? This tank is cast from a single piece!"

"Cast? Hmm... When was that done? How come we didn't know?"

The original cylinder body was split into two halves and cast in the current pump well production workshop.

After the burrs are removed, the parts are manually drilled and ground before being welded into shape by welders.

Yesterday, Jiang Xia made a request to Wang Yueming, the foundry worker there, asking him to cast several complete sets directly.

Jiang Xia, suppressing his dizziness, looked at the slightly panting machine tool: "Old soldier, do you still have any strength left?"

"Who do you think you are! Bring it on!"

Veteran, how about a 5km armed run?

"Hahaha! Sound the bugle call! We demand a battle!"

Jiang Xia nodded, waved vigorously at Li Tiejun, and continued to increase the intensity.

Li Tiejun nodded to him, adjusted a few parameters according to the method Jiang Xia had taught him, and then placed a new cylinder on the three-jaw chuck.

She glanced at him with some concern.

The main problem is that Jiangxia's appearance is really not good right now. Her face is slightly pale with an abnormal flush, and her originally perky hair has now slumped down.

As the gear was adjusted, the entire machine tool emitted a high-frequency whistling sound, and as the spindle rotated, the cylinder was driven to spin into a blur.

The slide box, moving the knife holder, slowly and steadily pierced inside.

"Squeak~~Squeak~~"

The cylinder wall and the knife met, and a burst of sparks rose up.

With the pumping of cutting fluid, the contact surface quickly returned to calm.

The old soldier is too weak to blow the bugle call anymore.

Is there a song to accompany you as you charge into battle?

Click! The knife holder turned a corner, as if to say: Sing!

"The hero leaped out of the trench."

A bolt of lightning ripped through the sky, ripped through the sky

He blocked the sinkhole alone.

Even if the sky collapses, you can hold it up with one hand.

Both feet were wading through raging fire.