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Chapter 633 Conspiracy! This is definitely a conspiracy! That's what a guy with maxed-out consp

"Eagle 302? What's that?"

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Amidst the joy of victory, Jiang Xia ate his meal rather slowly. This was mainly because some of the logistics soldiers who had participated in the improvement of the "Airborne Early Warning and Control System No. 1" had excitedly sought out Jiang Xia after learning of the battle situation. With Pang Guoxing's tacit approval, each of them offered Jiang Xia a small toast.

It's not much, just an ounce or two per person, but there are so many of us...

After a while, the little guy got drunk.

Actually, it's a bit like being intoxicated by one's own feelings, even without the alcohol. So when Comrade Lu mentioned the Eagle 302 project, I didn't immediately understand.

Before Comrade Lu could even state his needs, Xiao Mo from the radar institute rushed in, bombarding Jiang Xia with questions about the principle behind the missile's failure.

"Hey, what else could it be? The circuit board burned out!"

Jiang Xia, having regained his senses, was quite proud of himself for coming up with the idea of ​​using pulse Doppler radar to burn out the circuit board of the enemy missile.

Oh dear, even domestically produced "miracle dramas" have some use. Looking at the radar reminded Jiang Xia of the mechanic who had been hit by it, and thinking about his ordeal, he immediately linked the reason the "missile" stopped working to that: "Current electronic technology is like this; it ultimately can't escape the use of transistors. But transistors are inherently weaker in terms of interference resistance than vacuum tubes. If it had been replaced with vacuum tubes, the result might have been completely different!"

Having had a few drinks, Jiang Xia abandoned the radar's actual function and began to shake his head and sway his head with a touch of smugness, a tuft of hair sticking up and down with his movements.

While swaying, he also explained this unreliable piece of knowledge to Xiao Mo from the radar institute.

Sitting next to Jiang Xia, Comrade Xiao Mo listened to Jiang Xia's "self-righteous" opinion with some skepticism.

"That doesn't make sense... Although I don't know the materials of the electronic components on the other side, based on our domestic products, to reach the damage threshold, it would have to reach something like this..."

Comrade Xiao Mo is a good man. He wasn't swayed by the drunken Jiang Xia at all. He pushed aside the wine glass on the table, took out paper and pen, and did some calculations in silence:

"Look! It requires at least 10W/cm2 of energy density to irradiate! Moreover, to melt metal, it needs >1,000W/cm2, which is on the order of millions of times!"

"Even if our copy radar uses Doppler and enhances the corresponding components, it is still essentially the same copy radar. Its peak power is only 20KW, and according to the law of energy diffusion, it is only 0.001W/cm2 at 10 kilometers away!"

"With that little energy, I doubt it could even penetrate a sheet of paper, let alone burn out a circuit board. Your statement is clearly incorrect!"

Seeing Xiao Mo's serious expression, his friend from the radar institute quietly tugged at his sleeve: "Hey, when it's a moment of celebration, go back and analyze it slowly..."

As she spoke, she secretly glanced at Jiang Xia, somewhat afraid that Jiang Xia might show some displeasure.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xia, like a shy young man, awkwardly ruffled his tuft of hair but still readily admitted, "Make bold assumptions and verify them carefully! I told you I'm not very familiar with radar, so what are your thoughts?"

Seeing that Jiang Xia readily admitted his shortcomings, Comrade Xiao Mo grinned like a silly boy: "Ha! I knew you were so generous! I didn't mean to contradict you, it's just that I'm so anxious about not understanding the reason! It's not easy to get the KJ-1 to see further..."

I was thinking, what if the enemy used your method against us? How would we deal with that?

Especially our "Big Cannon No. 2," although it later relied on infrared seeker guidance, it still initially locked onto targets using fire control radar. If the enemy discovered this secret before us, then our air force's biggest trump card would be useless!

Hiss... Jiang Xia gasped. "You can see so far. Brother Xiao Mo, are you already thinking about radar jamming and counter-jamming?"

No wonder we, in later generations, have been able to produce things that have shocked the world time and again. It must be thanks to people like you who think three steps ahead for every one step you take!

However, Jiang Xia really only had a superficial understanding of radar. The fact that he was able to tinker with a pulse radar showed that he had exhausted all the knowledge he had learned from his roommate.

Jiang Xia, gnawing on his fingers to clear his head, began to seriously calculate the real reason why the "missile" had failed.

I think and think...

Ugh, I can't figure it out! I really don't know!

However, it doesn't matter. It's okay if I can't figure it out. I can just guide the expert in front of me to clarify his own thinking.

Jiang Xia patted his face: "I have a slight idea, but I haven't finalized it yet. Xiao Mo, do you have any thoughts to share?"

"Hmm! I'm just speculating. After eliminating the heat problem caused by the pulse wave, I think it's more due to sidelobe radiation!"

"Oh?" Jiang Xia's timely response was perfect.

"It should be a problem with the signal-to-noise ratio of the remote control signal caused by sidelobe radiation from high-power electromagnetic waves!"

“Oh… According to Shannon’s law, if the signal-to-noise ratio of the remote control signal is less than 0 dB, it can indeed cause channel congestion!” Jiang Xia continued to play the supporting role.

“Yes! That’s right!” Xiao Mo scribbled on the paper again. “Look, the Doppler radar sidelobe radiation power can still reach 10 W (+40 dBm) at 10 kilometers, far exceeding the receiver saturation threshold (about -30 dBm)!”

"That's right! The saturation threshold has been reached, so its receiver can no longer receive subsequent instructions!"

Jiang Xia clapped his hands and, repeating himself, provided Xiao Mo with the corresponding emotional support.

If it weren't for the saying, "A thousand cups of wine are not enough when drinking with a bosom friend, but even half a sentence is too much when talking to someone with whom you don't get along," don't underestimate Jiang Xia's seemingly pointless words.

Given his current status and research achievements, a few words of affirmation from him can truly encourage this young, established figure.

Didn't you see that Comrade Xiao Mo's thinking became clearer and clearer as he listened to Jiang Xia's agreement?

"Yes! That's it! No matter how advanced the Bald Eagle's radio technology is, its sensitivity is still limited by the laws of physics. Especially since you also require the comrades on KJ-1 to constantly adjust the radar mode, so that the Doppler radar locks onto the missile, maintains continuous electromagnetic illumination, focuses energy to suppress its remote control frequency band, and the remote control signal is overwhelmed by radar clutter..."

Comrade Xiao Mo had completely sorted out his thoughts and spoke faster and faster. He first gave a concluding statement on why "this missile" was directly photographed.

“But… something’s not right…” Xiao Mo’s previously cheerful expression suddenly froze.

"Huh? What's wrong? What you said makes a lot of sense."

"No, no, Engineer Jiang. We've underestimated the Bald Eagle... If it were me, I would definitely pre-program this missile so that it would crash headfirst after being jammed, instead of missing its target like a silly goose!"

Jiang Xia was now also swayed by Xiao Mo, who had maxed out the "conspiracy theory" passive skill: "Could it be... could this be a conspiracy by the bald eagle?"

"Delayed self-destruction!"

The two said in unison.

"Damn it, I even asked Uncle Jinguang to retrieve this deadly thing for me! If this is really their conspiracy, then I've been outsmarted by these guys!"

Jiang Xia let out a strange cry and grabbed Lao Wang, running outside.

"Go quickly and warn the comrades to be careful of the enemy's plot. Don't bother trying to salvage that piece of junk!"

Rumble... Hearing this, everyone who was still lingering in the cafeteria ran towards the control tower as if their lives depended on it.

Because only the modified digital radio station there could contact the front lines...

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Comrade Lu initially mentioned Project Eagle 302 to Xiao Dai Mao, but before they could even begin to discuss it, Xiao Mo, who barged in, steered the conversation towards radar.

The mature and steady man did not show any dissatisfaction. After all, the warplane he designed, which was "once again", also needed to use radar. He was fine listening to their serious analysis at the beginning, but why did it feel like they went off track later?

"No, your guess is probably wrong. In my opinion, this is not a missile. It feels more like a tactical maneuver we used on the northern front..."

"The flight pattern of that unidentified flying object seems to be in a 'preset failure mode.' Based on the initial intelligence, I believe it is a drone, or what we commonly call a target drone..."

"Hey...where are they?!"

Comrade Lu closed his eyes slightly and slowly stated the above deduction.

When I opened my eyes, I realized that there was no one there!

"Hey... young people, they're so passionate!" Comrade Lu squinted his eyes slightly, as if recalling his own youthful days.

"Yes, I think so too..."

Comrade Lu opened his eyes. "Oh! You are, Xiao Jiang's secretary?"

"What you said isn't wrong. By the way, although I don't know why you're here, I've guessed some of your thoughts. Is it because of that cobbled-together airplane?"

"Piece it together!" Comrade Lu's face flushed slightly, but he thought about his design draft.

Tsk, this young comrade in front of me described it quite vividly. His shelved Eagle 302 was actually a combination of a newly designed front fuselage and the engine and rear fuselage of a J-6!

"Hey, you're not wrong... You're reminding me not to waste his time with things that have been put on hold, right?"

Comrade Lu felt a mix of grief and indignation, but remembering Jiang Xia's busy figure over the past week, he lowered his head, half ashamed and half unwilling, and replied, "I understand. I won't bother him. This radar is really amazing! It really should be expanded..."

"I know. It's just a shelved project, sigh... I'll figure it out myself slowly. Maybe one day, the motherland will need it..."

"Then I'll take my leave. By the way, I've gained some insights into radar jamming on the northern battlefield. I'll write them down when I get back, and you can show them to my comrades. I hope they'll find some inspiration!" With that, the somewhat desolate old man stood up, tossed his hat at Secretary Liu, and prepared to leave.

"Hey, old comrade, have you misunderstood something...?"

Secretary Liu smiled and said, "I'm not here to interrupt your plans, I'm just giving this to you for now."

Comrade Lu stared at the "dictionary" that had inexplicably appeared in his hand. "This, this is?"

"It's better to be prepared! This is the last one, so the older comrade should take a look first!"

"Should I be moved? Or should I say thank you first?" The old man looked at the words on the "dictionary" cover with a hint of gritted teeth.

"You're welcome! Old comrade, stick to your own ideas. You probably can't imagine what that idiot is capable of!"

"is it?"

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