A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

With a "whoosh," the carriage door was opened again.

It was another nameless platform, but this time, the freight car carrying the machining center was opened for the first time.

A group of soldiers wearing masks and military overcoats were carefully carrying parts down from the machining center.

The small cannons were all dismantled, and several soldiers were happily preparing for their use.

Not far away, a coal truck slowly drove across the unloading ditch, and as the truck moved slowly forward, coal flowed out of the opening on the side of the truck like water.

Jiang Xia chuckled as he watched: "The railway company is moving pretty fast here; they've already put the coal unloading ditch to use."

My gaze moved past the coal pile and continued forward.

Two enormous hyperbolic cooling towers were emitting wisps of white smoke. Tsk, boiling water again. I wonder if they use gas turbines.

Further on, there were rows of small yellow sand dunes.

Turning their attention back, the soldiers placed all the machining center parts onto a large rectangular flat transport device. The flat device had quite a few wheels; if you counted them, there were 16 on one side.

Moreover, the wheels look different from ordinary car tires, obviously smaller, but they feel very solid.

The soldiers handled the parts with extreme care, displaying a caution unlike anything seen elsewhere. They even placed a layer of cotton blankets under the machine tool's legs.

!

Is this place really that luxurious? You should know that in Jiangxia's current status, a person only gets 6 taels of cotton coupons a year, and you can't even buy them on the market.

Jiang Xia and Wang Kui stood aside silently watching, and no one paid any attention to them for the time being.

"Hey, don't we need to check any identification here?"

"I don't know, this is my first time here too. I only saw a report in the internal reference that said the replica P2 was successfully launched." Wang Kui shook his head and pulled Jiang Xia to stand on the platform.

"So what did Secretary Xie say about 1059 having a problem?"

"Just wait. The people here are just like those at the foot of Tianshan Mountain. Last time I went there to deliver goods, I had to wait for half a day. They only remember us after they've finished their work."

The two huddled together and began to experience the taste of "iron fist".

They had barely taken a couple of puffs when a gust of sandstorm hit, and the two of them spat out mouthfuls of sand.

"Tsk tsk, now I understand why those people wear masks."

A soft laugh came from an underground passage not far from them. They turned around and saw a man in a white coat without a military cap standing on the stairs, waving at them. The wind made the white coat flutter, and as the fabric rippled, a patch of crimson was revealed on his chest.

"Come quick, there's a gust of wind, it'll probably last for 5 minutes!"

Standing in a group, the man scratched his head and yawned deeply. He unceremoniously pulled a cigarette from his pack and lit it for himself.

"Jiang Xia?"

"Hmm! You're one of the inspectors here? These are our work IDs!"

The man took the ID, glanced at it casually, and muttered, "It looks quite similar, just as weak."

"Alright, just follow the soldiers escorting you later, someone will take care of the arrangements..."

"By the way, how did you achieve spatial perception through three-axis linkage?"

As the man asked questions, he showed his identification to Old Wang.

After reading it, Old Wang grinned, took his right hand out from behind his back, and nodded to Jiang Xia.

"Gyroscope!"

The man nodded, about to ask something else, but seemed to suddenly pause, took out a piece of paper, looked at it, and then continued:

What algorithm did you use for path motion?

"Interpolation algorithm".

Jiangxia's answer was concise and to the point.

"Uh, wait, let me write this down~~"

Tap tap tap, a series of footsteps approached.

"Is your interpolation algorithm based on data for straight lines in space? Have you even worked on the interpolation calculations for circular arcs?" a voice suddenly interrupted.

Jiang Xia turned his head and saw a large group of people in the underpass. The leader was a middle-aged man in his fifties with his hair combed back and wearing a neat Zhongshan suit.

Standing next to the middle-aged man was a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, also dressed in a gray-black Zhongshan suit, with a pen clipped to his left breast pocket.

Behind him was a group of young people aged 20 to 30.

Xiao Jiang suppressed his excitement, greedily looking at the two of them, his mouth still babbling away.

"It's been done, but due to limitations in the calculation process, the interpolation data for the circular arc shape is currently incomplete and can only meet..."

"If we add an accelerometer and a magnetometer, along with actuators, then this machining center will be complete!"

Hearing Jiang Xia say this, the man wearing gold-rimmed glasses next to him also became interested.

"Can this machine tool achieve a precision of 2.01? Can it perform continuous circular cutting?"

"can!"

Jiang Xia's concise answer made the two middle-aged men burst into laughter.

"Oh, Lao Qian, it seems they've given us a pleasant surprise. According to this young comrade, the bellows connecting the tank has been secured!"

"Yes, the same goes for the torsion joint on the test bench. By the way, young man, you're from the steel rolling mill, right? I heard you've started a 301 project. Can you produce large-diameter seamless steel pipes yet?"

"Uh, it's still under development. But if needed, it can be done with a machining center, it's just a bit slow."

The two middle-aged men exchanged a glance and both nodded in satisfaction.

"Let's go, Lao Guo, let's get back to the meeting first. Now that we have the right tools, we need to catch up with the data too!"

With that, he patted Jiang Xia on the shoulder and led the group out.

"Teacher Qian, Teacher Guo, it's still windy outside!"

Jiang Xia hurriedly tried to dissuade him.

Teacher Qian turned around with a smile, "Comrade Xiao Jiang, watch me perform a magic trick for you!"

As he spoke, he raised his wrist to look at his watch, without stopping his steps.

"5"

"4"

"3"

"2"

"1"

After the countdown ended, Mr. Qian stepped onto the last step. As his countdown concluded, the gust of wind abruptly stopped.

Only a few specks of yellow sand remained, slowly drifting down.

"How about that, Comrade Jiang? Amazing, isn't it?"

"What's so amazing about it? It's just a manifestation of objective laws. If it's amazing, why don't you solve the turbulence problem in the tail section?" Teacher Guo, who was following behind him, slapped him.

Then the group boarded the train that had been waiting there.

"Comrade Jiang, hurry up and assemble the machine tool. I'll be checking your work when I get back!" Teacher Qian poked his head out of the carriage window and waved to Jiang Xia.

Jiang Xia, who followed him out, quickly stood at attention.

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

"Hey, Comrade Jiang, don't listen to him. We just got here on the road, we can't stop people from resting. You should get some sleep first, our meeting will probably last two days..."

Teacher Guo poked his head out of another window, waved his hand, and shouted loudly.

The train didn't sound its horn; it just quietly pulled away, leaving Jiang Xia alone, secretly excited.

"We've struck it rich! One person is worth five soldiers, another is worth ten soldiers, oh my, oh my~~"

"Huh? How did Teacher Qian know my name?"

The man who started the conversation handed the documents back to Jiang Xia, picked up a large box, and walked toward the 32-wheeled flatbed truck, secretly grimacing.

"Would you be even more surprised if I told you that the entire base knows your name?"

"Old Jiang has read so many newspapers with your picture that the edges are almost frayed."