RPAGF Chapter 288 Old Wang without his local specialties and the old company commander playing with an ent
Chapter 288 Old Wang without his local specialties and the old company commander playing with an ent
It was another peaceful morning.
Jiang Xia said goodbye to "Big Yellow," whose indicator light was still flashing, and returned to the steel rolling mill under the escort of Wang Kui, who was covered in gunpowder smoke.
"Tsk, bro, what big thing did you do last night? Which hill did you take over?"
Looking at Jiang Xia with a mournful gaze, Wang Kui listlessly asked, "Can the steel rolling mill make those cannon pipes from Northeast China now?"
"The deep hole boring machine isn't ready yet, but we can make the cannon barrel. The problem is we can't rifling it. What's wrong?"
"Nothing much, I just ran out of my local specialties..."
"What? You raided another thief's den? You even went for this kind of thing?"
Old Wang waved his hand, "You can read the internal report yourself later."
After saying that, he turned the car around and disappeared again.
Yes, that's right. I don't know which department approved it, but in addition to the daily newspaper, Jiangxia also has an extra "internal reference" that can only be subscribed to by cadres at the county or regimental level and above.
"Those who keep others in suspense should be hung from a tree branch in the southeast..."
Jiang Xia muttered to himself as he went to his master's office, grabbing two handfuls of free tea leaves and stuffing them into the large tea mug. He then greeted his colleagues in the main office.
After brewing the tea, I returned to my office, opened my laptop, and quietly waited for the phone to ring.
"Ring ring~~"
Pick up the microphone.
"Jiang, when will the cover for that egg-shaped thing you mentioned arrive? Apart from that, all the internal components are ready." Zhao Bin's voice came to Jiang Xia's ear.
"Hmm, is there anything else besides this? I'll reply to them all later."
"That's all, that's all. We just need this prototype to start assembling. Oh, by the way, the Russians use alcohol propellant, we're planning to switch to kerosene, what do you think?"
Alcohol?
Oh, it's the stuff used in that P-15 anti-ship missile, isn't it?
Sometimes, I really don't know what the Russian designers were thinking. Why not use kerosene instead of alcohol as a liquid fuel?
Is it really just so you can have a drink or two in your spare time?
"Change it! Our soldiers aren't short of a few sips of water, are they? Don't they have any?"
"Uh, and there's also the project progress payment and stuff, hehehe..."
"Let's talk after your prototype launch is successful. It'll only take a moment anyway. Bye!"
Project progress payment – a new term, coined by that brat.
Anyway, the people at 331 and Comrade Jin Guang all thought it was reasonable. They would pay according to the progress of the experiment, so the comrades below didn't have to count how much funding was left every day, and the leaders above didn't have to worry about the people below not taking the funding seriously.
The person in charge needs to be trusted by both sides, and both sides have great trust in the little guy. So far, the little guy is doing a pretty good job.
"Ring ring," the phone rang again.
This time it was Xiong Da from Factory 112. "Nephew, the smaller version of the J-6 fighter jet nose cone you requested is almost here. Remind them to accept the shipment. Hmm, keep it highly confidential!"
"Okay, Uncle-Master, thank you."
"Nephew, when are you coming to eat orchid bear paw again? The MiG-21 blueprints have reached 6 tons. Come take a look sometime?"
Before he could finish speaking, with a "thud," Xiong Da's voice disappeared.
Huh? Even dedicated phone lines can get disconnected? The little guy looked completely bewildered, holding the phone. Orchid bear paw really tastes delicious.
Hehe, they've all forgotten that dedicated phone lines and such are still managed by the top leaders.
The operator has received training, including technical discussions to ensure call quality. Beyond technical aspects, it depends on the situation. However, this kind of blatantly manipulative behavior must be resolutely stopped!
Never mind, we'll talk about it later. The current allocation operation isn't over yet.
Jiang Xia picked up the phone and called another radar research institute...
Yes, although the young man was titled the designer of a "new type of ship-to-ship missile," he actually did more of the work related to resource integration. This was a solution he developed during the 301 project.
The same approach is now showing initial success in this ship-to-ship missile project.
He discovered a major flaw in China's research system: repetitive and mixed research.
For example, the research institute that is currently making "firecrackers" has already reached the top standard in infrared guidance, but the people at Factory 331 are unaware of this and are still stubbornly trying to figure out the principles with the initial blueprints given by Jiang Xia, thinking of modifying them.
Unfortunately, the two factories are too far apart, making communication difficult; more broadly, they're not part of the same system. Furthermore, their research is all classified, so it's understandable that they don't even know what the other is doing.
But doing it this way not only wastes resources, but more importantly, it wastes time.
What China needs right now? Time!
However, breaking this stagnant situation is a massive undertaking that Jiang Xia alone cannot accomplish. Although he has clever ideas for integrating resources, he is merely feeling his way across the river within the project, at best acting as a coordinator.
All he can do is act as a link in this small project (is it really that small?), gathering the forces that can be gathered together to set an example for more comprehensive changes in the future.
Moreover, Jiangxia was well prepared for this change.
You know what FTP protocol and TCP/IP networking are like.
Of course, we can't rush these things; these are all things to do after we've confirmed that "Dahuang" can be successfully upgraded.
After handling the daily coordination work, it's time to relax.
Jiangxia's way of relaxing might be different from ours.
He likes to tighten screws, especially the big ones, the kind that are as big as a child's fist!
The confidential clerk who was supposed to deliver the internal report hadn't arrived yet, so I decided to take a stroll through the workshop first.
The tracked chassis, the engine that had already been tested, the boom, the boom cylinder, the forearm, and the hydraulic support rods lay quietly on the floor of the new classified workshop, awaiting the arrival of the little one.
Teacher Zhu, Engineer Liu (the designer of the "63" gun), the structural engineer from the Ministry of Petroleum, and the colleagues from the steel rolling mill lined up quietly, waiting for Jiang Xia to begin assigning them jobs.
“Three main parts! Working device,” Jiang Xia pointed to the boom next to him. “Slewing mechanism,” Jiang Xia then pointed to the basic platform of the upper part.
"And then there's the walking mechanism."
Yes, you don't need to point to it, everyone knows that's the big chassis.
"Each person takes on a structure and begins installation according to the installation diagram!"
Teacher Zhu stared at the rotating structure for a while, feeling that it looked strangely familiar.
Tsk tsk, that's interesting. Just add a cannon barrel, and it becomes a five-wheeled warhead.
Well, this organization is definitely the best choice!
The engineers from the Ministry of Petroleum were very interested in the working device: could the boom swing up and down be achieved through a hydraulic cylinder?
He stretched out his hand and gestured, hey, interesting!
The remaining traveling mechanism then fell to the steel rolling mill workers.
However, relying on their experience in producing "little powerhouses," the team wasn't intimidated at all. "So what if we replaced the tires with tracks? No problem!"
The old company commander of the veterans' workshop smiled broadly as he watched the busy crowd.
"Comrades, save your energy! The anti-tank trenches aren't finished yet! Today is your turn for intensive training!"
"Especially you, you little brat, we saved all the study materials for you!"
The old company commander brandished his shovel, a look of ill intent on his face...