A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

Hey, you can't really say this idea is wrong, after all, current tank formations don't have any effective anti-aircraft weapons. If you insist on talking about the machine gun on top of the tank, then you're overthinking it. In large-scale tank battles, probably no one would dare to stick their head out and use it.

Each flying cat car comes with a bunch of big cannons—no, wait, big cannons equipped with over-caliber ammunition.

"Justice descends from the heavens!" Jiang Xia stood on the table, imagining countless projectiles tilting down from the wings on his back.

"Finally, our soldiers drove in a cat-themed car..."

"Surf the gun and don't kill!"

"Clap clap clap clap..." Feifei and Pufang, who were huddled in the corner, clapped their hands.

"Wow, that's amazing!"

"Brother Jiang Xia! I'm so excited! Tomorrow I'll go to the university to find professors and form a research team. We need to make what you need as quickly as possible!"

"Good! We comrades have the strength! Let us defeat all invading enemies!"

The three of them got together again and burst into laughter.

"Hey, Political Commissar, your kid is really lively, he even performed the Oath of the Peach Garden in front of us..."

"Huh? These two guys haven't left yet?" The old man, who loved playing with air fryers, widened his eyes.

In the end, it was Teacher Zhuo who arrived and took the two guys, who had added a lot of emotional value to Jiang Xia, out with one hand and one ear in each hand.

Teacher Zhuo also thought that Jiang Xia had drunk too much, so he washed his face with cold water before putting him back down.

"This is at home, you can say whatever you want, but if we go outside! You'd better keep your mouth shut! You still have to be careful in front of the leaders!" Teacher Zhuo vigorously wiped Jiang Xia with a towel while giving him a stern lecture, pulling his ear with a look of exasperation.

"Of course not, I'm just happy today! Teacher Zhuo, I'll bring you whale meat next time you come!" A splash of cold water calmed Jiang Xia's feverish head, and she looked at Teacher Zhuo's stern face with a cute gesture.

"Slap slap slap~" Teacher Zhuo slapped Jiang Xia's back with a big hand. "He's a troublemaker, but how many people who are capable of great things are truly troublesome? Be careful what you say! If you really can't hold it in, come to my house! Go on!"

Back in his study, Jiang Xia remembered what Teacher Zhuo had said and wanted to apologize to all the big shots.

Unexpectedly, the old man with round-framed glasses rolled up the blueprints for the thermobaric bomb into a tube and gently tapped the table a few times: "Talk is cheap! There's a graduation assessment at Nanjing College, and the organization has decided to conduct an exercise..."

"Hey kid, why don't you make everything you said you'd do and show it to us?"

"what……"

Comrade Fanzhou crossed his arms and scoffed disdainfully, "What, you talk so easily, but when it comes to a real fight, you don't dare?"

"Who said that!" Little Dai Mao's blood boiled again, not for anything else, but so that the cat-cart could be used on the plateau. Even if it couldn't take on ten people at once, at least the supplies could be transported up!

Snap, another project application was pulled out by Jiang Xia.

"A preliminary exploration of a multi-purpose transport vehicle and its supporting facilities for troops under rapid response conditions."

"Press your fingerprint! Sign!"

The elderly people present were also very generous. Hong Dage even offered to cover the corresponding expenses, while the boatman and the man with round glasses also said that although they didn't have money, they could offer some manpower...

Jiang Xia, brimming with self-satisfaction, clutched the project proposal and laughed himself into a stupor. The old folks gave him their study room and started chatting elsewhere.

"I say, aren't you going a bit too far by taking advantage of this young man?" The old man who loved playing with the air fryer had been silent all along, coldly watching the group of disrespectful elders putting on a show. Now that he had walked into the yard, he finally couldn't help but speak up.

"Hey~ the main problem is that this kid's nonsense made me wonder if there was something wrong with my research in the first half of my life..." Comrade Fanzhou smiled bitterly and patted the blueprint of the thermobaric bomb.

"If this thing is as powerful as he described, no, even if it has half the power, it's enough to change the course of a battlefield..."

"And that flying cat car..." The old man with round-framed glasses smiled wryly, "Isn't that the three-in-one battlefield layout that our academy is currently researching? We were racking our brains over the accuracy of bombing, but we didn't expect to hear another solution from this kid."

"At first glance, it sounds quite unreliable. But upon closer examination, if he can actually produce these things, then our operational strategy needs to be adjusted!"

"The world is changing very fast, we need to prepare for the worst! So, regardless of whether he's right or wrong, let's get it out first and taste it before making any decisions!" Hong Dage gritted his teeth and spat out these words.

"Political Commissar, to be honest, when he was building the advanced operating system at the Academy of Sciences, Professor Hua said that he could make deeper calculations based on existing things. That made me think, better safe than sorry!"

"No wonder, you stingy guy, you actually said you'd cover the expenses..." The old man who loved playing with air fryers nodded slowly. "Well, he's been away from the team for a while, so let's just follow your ideas for now. But with so much work on his shoulders, we still need to take better care of his health!"

"Don't worry! There's plenty of logistical support! Besides, the exercise we're talking about doesn't have a set time..."

"Huh? Didn't the boss say it was their college's graduation exam?"

"Ha, graduation exams and stuff, there are them every year..."

"Sigh, a bunch of old foxes..." The old man shook his head, feeling that it was a bit inappropriate for these old guys to scheme against a young man. "Never mind, just take better care of him in the future, don't let these people ruin this good young man..."

"And, hahahaha..." Hong Da Ge seemed to have thought of something funny, and he couldn't stop laughing.

"Ok?"

"Didn't you guys notice? The project proposal that brat pulled out was from the Ministry of Machine Building. Xia Heizi probably wanted to save trouble and signed his name early on. With that going on, it would be unreasonable for the Ministry of Machine Building not to provide more support..."

Yes, it's true. Minister Xia complained that the steel rolling mill either didn't submit any projects at all, or submitted a whole bunch. So he simply signed a few project proposals and let Jiang Xia handle them as he saw fit. At least if an investigation team suddenly audits them later, they'll have something presentable...

The others grinned, lamenting that Xia Heizi trusted Jiang Xia far too much. They said they would have a good talk with him next time they met, because this was no way to spoil someone.

Hong Dage grinned like a fox stealing a hen's chick. It was great that someone was sharing the costs! If it worked well, they could just give the Ministry of Machine Building another 50% of the profits, similar to the project with the Ministry of Posts and Telecommunications.

Wow, I'm so smart...

Correct!

The clever Hong Da Ge was once again praised by his comrades in the Ministry of Machine Building: "A freebie! It smells so good and tastes so good!"