A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

"Yes, we have assembled four 'Sea Drops' and are ready for a test launch. We would like to hear your instructions."

"Hey, we're all comrades, there's no need for instructions. Have you finished replacing the fuel and rocket nozzles? Have you replaced the diaphragm barometric altimeter with a radio altimeter?"

These are all items that Jiang Xia requested 331 to modify regarding "Hailuzi".

Do you know what kind of fuel the original Soyuz Styx missile used?

Alcohol!

Hehe, this thing, weighing a total of 2300 kilograms, can actually fly more than 30 kilometers on alcohol fuel. During the Third Camel War, the mummy used it to sink many of the "Young Cuckoo's" warships.

Later, Xiao Ba got into a fight with his neighbor, and the improved Styx achieved a score of 12 out of 13, becoming the most popular player for a time.

Strangely enough, the weapons developed by the Alliance are usually not first tested in combat by the Alliance itself.

Ok?

You said the information says this missile can fly more than 40 kilometers?

Uh, you can ask the often-drunk Allied missile soldiers about the reduced range.

But we are different, so we must replace alcohol with kerosene! Besides, kerosene has a much higher calorific value than alcohol, and apart from being prone to carbon buildup that clogs the nozzle, it has no other problems.

As for the barometer issue, diaphragm barometers and the like are quite complex. Those old Russians who fly big bricks put a lot of effort into this barometer, including temperature compensation and meteorological increments, and only then could they barely keep the missile cruising in the 100-300 meter range.

As a semi-military enthusiast, the young man was aware of some of the improvements made in later versions, so he directly recommended using a radio altimeter to these people. Being able to fly 15 meters close to the sea surface, wouldn't that be amazing?

"Yes! There are two bullets with the replaced system, and two unmodified replicas. These replicas were made before the alliance experts left... Let's test them out by matching them..."

Hey, Comrade Jinguang seems to be on a tight budget lately, even making backups of these cassettes. Should we try to get some sponsorship so he can bring back a few more tapes?

"Alright, are you going to conduct the test on the roadbed platform?"

"No! We've got three large ships based in Shanghai. One will carry radar, and the other two will each have missile pylons installed." Director Zhao Bin's tone was cheerful on the other end of the phone.

"Pretty impressive, 200 tons! Too bad you didn't see it."

What!

Is the navy out digging for underwater treasure? They've got the money to build warships now? They just quietly produced a 200-ton vessel? Surely the money from selling cooking pots isn't enough?

You have to understand that the navy is really broke right now. They even have to use fishing boats for patrols. Where would they get the money to build warships?

There's nothing to explain this except the discovery of treasure.

We've gone off on a tangent again. Let's get back on track!

"By the way, why did you go straight to the Shanghai base? You could have tested it on land first. You didn't even need to change the orientation; just aim at that gold door! If that didn't work, you could have just chosen an odd-numbered day to test it, right?"

The little cub stroked his chin and thought for a moment: "That area is where the bald eagle often escorts the bald man. If we're lucky, we might just stumble upon something by sheer chance..."

"Hey! The navy guys are getting anxious. Several times those ships have almost entered the Bohai Bay. And I don't know when they started spreading this story, but they insist on drawing a tiny, torn figure on the missiles we just made, it's hideous..."

"Uh~~"

"Furthermore, they even dragged me onto the ship, saying that the designer had an emotional bond with his testicles, and that if they drew a little figure on it and the designer was present, then the testicles would definitely be formed..."

"Uh……"

"I knew you were the designer! I was just a handyman, but I never expected that the moment I mentioned your name, those slippery eels would scurry away faster than anything else! It's infuriating!"

The confidential clerk, watching the hopping factory director Zhao Bin, sighed with some emotion: "Do you think my boss didn't consider asking someone else? He just got slashed back with a cleaver."

And so, we had to settle for second best...

"Alright, I'll stop talking to you now, we're about to leave."

"Then, Chief Designer, listen to the dragon's roar!"