A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

"Alright, that's about it. We'll have to wait until the Academy of Sciences develops the integrated circuit for laser rangefinding. If we're going to put it to use immediately, we can probably only work on it in terms of artillery and protective capabilities."

Jiang Xia sighed.

There's no other way. The photodetector inside the laser rangefinder is relatively easy to handle; we can just use the classic avalanche photodiode. Although Jiang Xia doesn't know the manufacturing process, he understands the basic principles, and there are also experts from the Chinese Academy of Sciences working on this area.

However, the most important timing circuit is a bit more difficult to handle. High-precision clock chips and counters need to be accurate to the nanosecond level or even higher in terms of time resolution.

Otherwise, what's the point of measuring the distance?

Jiang Xia had absolutely no clue about this thing, which was about the size of a fingernail in later generations.

I mentioned it to Dr. Lan Ying last time, but I don't know if that strong woman took it to heart. I'll ask her again when I get back.

The situation remains the same: all research institutions are currently focused on completing the research and development tasks assigned by their superiors, and due to relevant confidentiality regulations, there is very little communication between them.

Multiple studies and repeated studies are common.

Just like a while ago, when Jiang Xia had the refrigerated train that 331 had built, if someone else had asked Director Zhao Bin, he definitely wouldn't have revealed his own shortcomings, saying that he had tried to imitate a cold storage unit and ended up with a bunch of failed products...

Thinking of this, Jiang Xia opened the system store again and looked at a product he had selected and marked as high. Hmm, almost there. The frozen train should be ready soon, and he should have enough points.

The grassland man shoved his notebook away: "Alright, Anda. With your suggestion of dual muzzle stabilization, I reckon that'll keep us busy for a while. Shall we go eat?"

"I'll skip the meal. There's still a lot to do at the factory. Jiang Xia, don't forget the notice you received yesterday!"

Notice?

Jiang Xia slapped his forehead, realizing he had completely forgotten about it. Yesterday, a confidential clerk had indeed informed him that someone would be speaking to him at 7 PM tonight.

Tsk, scheduled calls at fixed times and locations, this is probably no small matter...

I wonder which big shot this is?

After saying goodbye to the men on the grassland, Old Wang stuffed Little Dai Mao into the car and proudly raised his eyebrows at the guards. Little did he know that these soldiers would faithfully carry out the mission assigned by their superiors.

Hula la~~

I don't know where they came from, but they drove two jeeps, one in front and one behind, sandwiching Lao Wang's car in the middle.

Oh well, whatever...

I can't beat them, I can't beat them...

Because, in reality, Old Wang is still the kind of person who has a ribbon on the back of his head. In the team, many people only recognize your initial resume.

Jiang Xia, however, started to let his thoughts wander again while sitting in the car.

He suddenly realized a problem: it seemed inappropriate to simply transfer an eight-cylinder engine from a truck to a tank. The expected performance of a tank engine should be different from that of ordinary civilian machinery.

Especially in terms of torque, the enormous resistance that a tank needs to overcome in off-road driving or high-speed maneuvering is completely different from that of a truck.

In terms of torque alone, two-stroke engines definitely have a significant advantage over four-stroke engines. However, their biggest drawback is that they consume a lot of engine oil.

This isn't due to the processing technology; it's because the lubricating oil is burned along with the fuel...

Hey, this is a real money pit! If you give this stuff to the Army, they'll definitely be heartbroken and cry.

However, this two-stroke engine has a simple structure and can also be made into an outboard motor for high-speed boats. In his later years, Jiang Xia had the opportunity to experience it at a yacht show, and the 15fmhs 15hp two-stroke outboard motor from Yahama left a deep impression on him.

It's no exaggeration to say that if you attached a short wing to a speedboat equipped with this engine, it would definitely be able to fly...

Take flight...

Ground effect vehicle? Caspian Sea monster?

Yeah, if we get this thing out and load it with a bunch of sea snails or big firecrackers, maybe two of them could blockade them. We could make them circle around clockwise one minute, and counter-clockwise the next…

No sail may be set out to sea!

One-wing aircraft cannot take off!

Jiang Xia chuckled to himself for no apparent reason after thinking about it.

Okay, brainstorming session over.

Jiang Xia's head was throbbing a little. In this divergent thinking, he had already come up with an idea for an engine that was more suitable for a tank.

"Hey? Brother Wang, you just said that when you were delivering the lead boxes, a teacher gave you a lesson?"

Little Dumb Hair wanted a change of pace and suddenly remembered the technical jargon that Old Wang had used earlier.

Hey, using the spokes of a wheel to describe the shape of radiation—whoever it was, their summary was spot on. Unlike later textbooks that simply say it's the process of an object emitting energy outward in the form of electromagnetic waves or particles…

Old Wang thought about Jiang Xia's level of secrecy, and after carefully recalling the events of their last trip to Tianshan, he began to tell Jiang Xia about what had happened. He could tell that the little guy wanted to rest his brain.

Although Old Wang didn't know what plans the higher-ups had for Jiangxia's future, he was destined not to be traveling all over the country like he was. So let's tell him more about the beautiful scenery of our motherland!

As Lao Wang described it simply, Jiang Xia, with a slight smile on her lips, slowly fell asleep.

He slept right up to the factory gate.

Watching Jiang Xia and his group turn into the factory gate from afar, the guards of the army leader casually turned the steering wheel, performed a sharp drift, and gave the excavators parked in the open space a few hard looks before stepping on the gas and leaving.

After the two military vehicles with bright markings drove away, several heads wearing tank helmets popped up from the flower beds in the factory area.

"Oh my god! I thought they were here to arrest us!"

"What's there to be afraid of? It's just the military police. Don't forget we're veterans..."

"Hey, do we count as discharged soldiers?"

"I don't think so. Don't forget what our boss said: the Ministry of Coal Industry is just borrowing us..."

"Look, isn't that a class of aid workers to Korea? Weren't they borrowed by the Ministry of Agriculture?"

The veteran kindly waved to the people across the street, but Yuan Chao, who used to brag with him, ignored him completely and ran straight towards the excavators.

!

Don't talk about martial arts!

The veteran instantly understood the thoughts of those who came to aid Korea.

"Charge! I swear on my life, I'm going to get two machines back for the Ministry of Coal today!"

Black tiger rips out heart! Crow takes a plane!

The open space instantly became the arena for this group of people to fight.

The workers in the excavator workshop nearby seemed unfazed and didn't offer any advice or dissuasion. It's been like this lately; once the machines are assembled, a bunch of mushrooms wearing tank helmets sprout up in the factory's flowerbeds.

At first, the workers were afraid that they would really fight, so a group of people rushed over to break them up.

Later, well, forget it. These old foxes have plenty of ways to make their comrades scream and cry without getting hurt. They'd be better off spending their time punching a few more people in the workshop instead of trying to break up the fight.

Initially, the Ministry of Coal Industry had a head start, managing to snatch several excavators. Later, the Ministry of Agriculture and the Ministry of Water Resources reacted quickly and began to catch up.

Let them be.

However, the workers weren't happy to see this either, as they all understood that these machines greatly improved the work of the relevant departments. If they could produce more themselves, these most admirable people wouldn't have had to start this skills competition.

We can only try our best to produce more!

Let's do it! Let's work day and night, so that when we're old, we can hold our grandchildren and brag about it, right?