A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

After several busy days,

Jiang Xia emerged from the confidential room feeling completely relaxed.

He casually strolled around the factory area and found that the workshop had changed drastically. At the very least, there were no more electron tubes on the ground for him to pick up.

The technicians, who usually sit in the office, are now scattered across various workstations. The quality inspectors, wearing red armbands, are not huddled in the quality control room chatting, but are starting their work directly at the packaging station.

Although it's not quite as smooth as water, everyone is doing their best to make changes.

very nice.

Looking at the two figures in front of him, Jiang Xia felt even better.

"Finished with work? Are you home yet?"

Old Wang pulled out a stack of things and handed it to Jiang Xia.

Jiang Xia opened the package and popped it into her mouth. Ouch, it was too bitter. Where did this chocolate come from?

Old Wang still had a big smile on his face: "I raided a whole nest, and there were quite a few of these things inside. I brought them all for you!"

"Hehe, that's perfect. Let's go set off some firecrackers! By the way, who is this?"

When Xiao Daimao saw Wang Kui arrive, the tension on his body eased slightly.

Although Old Li had told him over the phone a while ago that some ill-intentioned guys had been purged, Xiao Dai Mao was still on edge.

Especially a few days ago, when I was wandering around the workshop, I always felt like I was being watched.

Little Ao Mao isn't afraid of death, he's only afraid of dying in a meaningless way.

However, the arrival of Lao Wang finally put his mind at ease.

“A test pilot who doesn’t want to fly!” Wang Kui patted Pang Guoxing on the shoulder. “Come and get acquainted. This is Engineer Jiang from our steel rolling mill. With him here, the kind of thing you described will definitely not happen again!”

Test pilot?

But why does this name sound so familiar?

In a past life, there was a remarkable person who surrounded a group of three people; I think that was his name.

Pang Guoxing shrugged indifferently and shook hands with Jiang Xia.

"No matter what you say, I'm not flying. I'll just wait until they can't take it anymore and send me back. Then I'll go after that 'demon among demons'!"

Huh? What's going on?

So along the way, Pang Guoxing started gesturing again, which made Jiang Xia both amused and heartbroken.

Forget it, let's take this resentful pilot to broaden his horizons.

As a test pilot, Pang Guoxing's security clearance was already quite high, and Wang Kui's was naturally no exception. After the two signed a confidentiality agreement, Jiang Xia led them smoothly to a small workshop.

While the relevant personnel were reviewing Pang Guoxing's case, Jiang Xia nudged Wang Kui: "Old Wang, when I went to the workshop earlier, I always felt like someone was watching me, with a rather cold look in their eyes!"

Wang Kui frowned. The kid's intuition, as proven by the previous incident, was quite accurate.

Better safe than sorry!

"Is there a specific candidate?"

"no!"

"Then I'll go report and ask for more manpower." After Wang Kui stopped, he looked around.

Jiang Xia gave Wang Kui a thumbs up: "I knew you were reliable!"

Jiang Xia felt no remorse for bringing in backup. Better safe than sorry; even though he had a system, he was still no match for those overpowered protagonists who could tear apart tanks with their bare hands.

Old Wang watched Jiang Xia enter the workshop, then walked to the security room next door, showed his badge, and was granted the right to use the dedicated telephone line.

Tsk, that's the most disgusting thing about the bald guys in the south. If some of their spies aren't activated, they're no different from ordinary people.

"Boss, do we still have any manpower in Northeast China? The kid said someone is looking at him with ill intentions."

"Liu Dajiang from the factory security department, right? Okay, got it!"

"Huh? That wolf cub has come to the Northeast too?"

Wang Kui hung up the phone, a savage glint in his eyes: "Fine, fine, Ah Zu, I really want to shoot you. You wild wolf, how come you're so understanding!"

Old Wang nodded to the guard beside him: "The workshop is temporarily closed. Call the factory security office if there is any unusual activity."

The guard looked at the red badge that Old Wang had revealed, nodded vigorously, and at the same time slightly lifted his collar.

Hey, all set!

At the same time, Jiang Xia led Pang Guoxing into the workshop.

The workshop was somewhat empty, with nothing but a few scattered workpieces on the central table.

what is this?

Pang Guoxing looked at it curiously, it seemed a bit familiar, where had he seen it before?

Jiang Xia ignored him and started assembling the parts using the tools she had been given.

Making missiles by hand is quite exciting.

Yes, relying on the formidable industrial strength of Northeast China, all the necessary components were produced in less than a day. Although Mr. He's reputation played a significant role, it's still quite impressive, isn't it?

And there's more than one set; perhaps the steel rolling mill's fine tradition of needing backups has also been passed down here.

At that time, Xiao Daimao was still working on the pulse production line in the confidential office. Not wanting to interrupt Jiang Xia's train of thought, Old He could only wait until he came out before discussing the final assembly.

Look at this pile of parts in front of you. Apart from the infrared signal detection head, everything else is neatly arranged.

There was no other way; the lead sulfide photoresistor inside the seeker had just been put into use on Dr. Lin's experimental platform, and the semi-circular glass cover in front of it was being manufactured intensively at a camera factory.

China still lags far behind in the processing of non-metallic parts.

However, this didn't stop Jiang Xia from installing it and then testing it in the FL-1 wind tunnel at the Shenyang Air Force Research Institute. For the original guidance head, they had made an aluminum alloy component the same size as the glass cover, which would serve as a temporary solution.

After all, scanners aren't omnipotent; for some reason, they couldn't simulate the missile's flight path. Little Dumb Hair had already tested it earlier, at the cost of a large empty space in the backpack Old Wang had sent.

"That's a missile!"

After watching Jiang Xia busy for a while, Pang Guoxing belatedly called out.

"I've seen it on the wings of an F-86!"

"Oh, you participated in that battle over Wenzhou?" Jiang Xia looked over curiously after assembling four missiles.

"Hehe, no, I saw the photos my senior took with a camera gun. Also, they shot down my comrade with six of these things..."

As he spoke, Pang Guoxing's tone lowered.

As if remembering something, she looked up and said, "Jiang, you've finished assembling it. Should we do some testing? I can do it! I want to be your tester!"

"Airborne testing is too early; this will be used for the wind tunnel. Tomorrow, we'll add some fuel rods and do a ground test first."

"However, this big thing is intended to be mounted on the domestically produced J-6 fighter jet. Didn't you say you weren't going to fly the J-6?"

Hearing Jiang Xia say this, Pang Guoxing frowned and hesitated for a long time.

Suddenly, she opened her mouth wide and made a strange sound: "Ha~~ha~~"

"What are you doing? Your laughter sounds a bit strange."

"No, that's a turtle making that sound."

Jiang Xia suspected that Pang Guoxing was just trying to amuse her, so she opened her mouth and said, "Haha, that's pretty funny."

"Hey, Engineer Jiang, the first two lines you said sounded exactly like my turtle!"

"Although you're talking nonsense with a straight face, I'll still reluctantly believe you. But do turtles really make noise?"

"Yes! I fed it something, and that's when it started making that sound!"

What did you feed it?

"Heavenly chili pepper".

Jiang Xia remained silent, then pointed to Wang Kui, who had rushed back, and instructed the two of them to load the missile onto the large truck that had come to deliver it.

The air tunnel is a bit time-consuming, and Jiang Xia looked at the remaining two missiles, feeling somewhat tempted.

"We need to test the wind tunnel, and we also need to test the explosives section." After all, he had added something to the explosives section.

Do it!

Keeping them won't produce offspring; it's better to explode them and see the real results.

"The east wind and the sun are rising~"

The announcement for the end of the workday at Factory 112 was a little different from those at other factories.

One by one, the workers came out of the production workshop. A thin middle-aged man greeted his colleagues and walked slowly forward.

A woman walked towards him, and just as she was about to get close, she stumbled and fell towards the middle-aged man.

"Hey, sister-in-law, be careful!"

"Thank you, comrade." The woman pulled her hand out of the middle-aged man's arms and walked away, full of gratitude.

The middle-aged man touched the foreign object in his pocket and gave a wry smile.

"What's meant to happen will happen..."