Into Unscientific Chapter 569

  Chapter 569 Luring the snake out of its hole!

   For people of any age.

  Emergency skydiving at the 10,000-meter level is a very, very risky thing.

   Without wearing cold-proof clothing or oxygen equipment protective gear, basically 7000 meters will end.

   But there is no way.

  Rabbits don't have drones these days. In order to fully simulate the flight situation of U2, 15,000 meters is the lowest line.

   In addition, when Chen Pingsheng parachuted, the plane was not in the state of being shot or falling randomly, and he had already put on some cold-proof clothing before taking off.

  In addition, his own luck is indeed not bad, so this skydiving finally succeeded without any risk.

   High in the air.

  After saying goodbye to my 'old friend'.

  Chen Pingsheng turned his head to look at the ground below.

  I saw this moment.

  There are several transport vehicles and a large number of small black dot-like figures on the ground, and they are rapidly gathering from all directions to the area where they are.

   A little farther away in the air, there was even a helicopter circling—but perhaps out of fear of affecting his landing, the helicopter kept a long safe distance.

no doubt.

  These people in the sky and the ground are exactly the logistics team sent by Factory 221 mentioned by the "Tongtian Master".

  See this scenario.

  Chen Pingsheng couldn't help but relax slightly.

  Finally, I don't have to worry about no one to pick me up after landing. After all, this is no man's land.

   But soon.

   Another question mark popped up in Chen Pingsheng's heart:

   talk

  How did my own MiG-15bis get shot down?

   Not to mention whether the naked eye can detect the problem of fire control vehicles or missiles on the ground, it is difficult to explain the level of radar alone.

To know.

  The MiG-15 Bis was "slimmed down" before the flight because the ending had already been determined in advance.

  For example, all kinds of missiles and machine guns on the plane have been dismantled, and even the fuel tank is only prepared for a single flight—of course, if it is a single trip, it must consume more fuel than the actual distance.

   But radar is not included.

  After all, before VOR and INS navigation, radar and sextant are very critical positioning and navigation equipment during flight.

  Therefore, the airborne radar was not disassembled—if it was dismantled, Chen Pingsheng would fly to Hokkaido, let alone Xihai Province.

   In other words.

  If there is a missile launch during the whole process.

  Then the fire control radar cannot be unresponsive.

  But what he saw right now was that the MiG-15bis exploded in front of him without any reaction, which was quite strange.

  After all, the notification he received was only to test a certain type of anti-air missile, not to mention that this thing can even hide from the fire control radar.

  Suddenly.

  Chen Pingsheng thought about the task of going out for a 'walk' more than half a month ago when he was ordered to fly a J-6 fighter jet with the fire control radar on.

  If I remember correctly.

  At that time, there was a section of the route on which I was carrying out my mission, and there was Factory 221 next to it.

   Murphy

  What is the connection between the two?

  Think of it here.

  Chen Pingsheng already had a heart with a high load, and the pacing rate increased a lot.

   After all, as a pilot, to be precise, he is a fighter pilot. Chen Pingsheng is well aware of the impact of fire control radar failure on fighter jets.

   Unless you have clairvoyance.

  Otherwise, it would be difficult to detect and avoid a missile by visual range alone—even though the pilot's visual range ability is already very bad, some people can even see fighter jets twenty kilometers away.

  However, it was in an air combat state, and the flying speed of the missile was much faster.

  In the cruising state of non-air combat, I want to be vigilant at all times at 360 degrees. The reality obviously fails to achieve it. It is estimated that this kind of superpower can be found on the Internet in 2023.

   After realizing this.

  Chen Pingsheng finally understood the arrangement above.

   So that's what happened.

Of course.

  Chen Pingsheng's current guesses are mainly based on purpose.

  As for the principles such as how missiles are launched, he is completely confused.

   After a few minutes.

   Pata—

   With a soft sound.

  Chen Pingsheng half-falled to the ground.

  The area where he landed was a barren Gobi slope, with only dry stones and a few shrubs on the ground.

  In the posture of falling sideways, the whole person feels a little pain.

   Fortunately, Mr. Chen Ping had already protected the knees, abdomen, **** and elbows beforehand, and wrapped them in a thick layer of circles.

  So after landing.

  On his bright face, there were only two small pieces of broken skin on his fingers and the left side of his face. This kind of injury was almost the same as a mosquito bite to a pilot.

   Then Chen Pingsheng released the parachute again, and sat on the ground to wait.

   It took about ten minutes.

  A transport truck drove to the vicinity of Chen Pingsheng.

  I saw a doctor in a white coat jump out of the car vigorously, and walked quickly to Chen Pingsheng:

   "Comrade Pingsheng, I am Lin Yu, the attending doctor of the 221 Base Worker Hospital, and I am ordered to take care of you here!"

   Then, without waiting for Chen Pingsheng to speak.

  Lin Yu took several assistants to Chen Pingsheng's side, and began to check his body without any explanation.

  Chen Pingsheng had experienced similar experiences many times when he was testing the new aircraft, so he didn't resist much, but let Lin Yu and the others check it.

   Qiao Caihong, the chief nurse of the base staff hospital, was also sent to the scene today, and saw this girl bouncing over with a water bottle in her hand:

   "Come on, Comrade Pingsheng, have some hot soup."

   "This is our base's secret special medicine, donkey. It's green, harmless and natural, and it can bring you back to life if it burns to ashes soon!"

  Chen Pingsheng:

  Returning to the soul, what the hell?

  Cooperated with your 221 mine and dug down to the underworld, and the business has expanded to the underworld, right?

A few minutes later.

  Another transport vehicle arrives at the scene.

   This time, Cheng Kaijia, who was in charge of security at the base at the time, opened the door and walked down.

   Cheng Kaijia came to Chen Pingsheng quickly, and before he could say hello to Chen Pingsheng, he asked Lin Yu first:

   "Doctor Lin, how is Comrade Pingsheng's situation? Has the donkey hair soup been given? Is it life-threatening?"

  Lin Yu pointed to Qiao Caihong who was bandaging Chen Pingsheng's palm, and explained:

   "It looked a little bit broken from the outside, but after inspection, it was found that the little finger was broken. It may have been accidentally injured when it landed."

  Cheng Kaijia relaxed and nodded slightly.

  Skydiving at that height and speed, but only broke a little finger, the price is obviously very small.

  Then Cheng Kaijia took another deep breath, straightened his face, and said to Chen Pingsheng:

   "Comrade Pingsheng, let me introduce myself."

   "My name is Cheng Kaijia, and I am currently the deputy director of Factory 221. You can call me Old Cheng or Kaijia if you want."

   "Comrade Pingsheng, you have really worked hard this time, and the base will definitely ask your superiors for credit!"

  Chen Pingsheng smiled honestly, looking a little shy, but there was an inexplicable brilliance in his eyes:

   "It's all about making contributions to the country. It's hard work, and there's no need to ask for merit—I have three first-class merits. If there are more, the family can't let it go."

   "If the country needs it, I can go back to Qingshui base to fly another fighter jet over and parachute again."

  Cheng Kaijia laughed when he heard the words, and patted Chen Pingsheng on the shoulder:

   "I like that, but Comrade Pingsheng, you don't need to go back to Qingshui Base."

   "Now all you have to do is go back to factory 221 with us to recuperate, and then watch a game."

   Speaking of which.

  Cheng Kaijia deliberately paused, and said word by word:

   "A U-attack machine co-produced by China and the United States!"

ten minutes later.

  221 base.

  Beside the operating desk of weather Doppler radar.

"Very good!"

  Looking at the message sent back by Cheng Kaijia through the accompanying radio station.

  Li Jue clenched his right hand into a fist and waved it a few times in the air:

   "The experiment of the 'Zhuxianjian' missile was successful. This is because we deliberately reduced the equivalent of the warhead in order to test the lower limit of the power of the missile."

   "Comrade Fifth Division, your theoretical level is really too high!"

   Hearing Li Jue's words.

   Fifth Master Qian seemed very calm, just nodded slightly:

   "As expected, after all, the altitude has increased by 15,000 meters, and the technical difficulty has indeed increased, but the kinetic energy of gravitational potential energy conversion will naturally increase."

   "This kind of kinetic energy plus the detonation mechanical energy of the warhead cannot be underestimated in terms of magnitude, let alone the fuel in the fighter tank."

   "Of course, in order to ensure that U2 can be shot down, the missile's equivalent in actual combat should be based on the original design."

  Li Jue nodded in agreement.

   Mentioned earlier.

  The body length of the Zhuxianjian missile is only one meter, and the length of the warhead is only a little over twenty centimeters.

in this case.

  The explosive equivalent of the warhead will not affect the trajectory of the missile, even if it is an empty bomb.

   Therefore, in order to prevent the aftermath of the explosion from affecting Chen Pingsheng, who is out of the body, and also to test the lower limit of the missile's power.

  Qian Fifth Division and others spent some time deliberately calculating a minimum warhead equivalent value that can theoretically destroy a MiG 15 bis.

   Now it seems according to the experimental results.

  Even if it is only this minimum equivalent, it can still destroy fighter jets smoothly.

  At the same time, this experiment also verified the effect of the ultrwideband proximity fuze, which is more accurate than this era.

  Think of it here.

   Li Jue suddenly thought of something.

  I saw him stop what he was doing, looked around, and said:

   "Since that's the case, everyone, can we carry out that plan?"

  Everyone at the scene was silent.

  But in everyone's eyes, an inexplicable brilliance suddenly burst out.

   Several hours later.

  Longyou Province.

  Jinta County.

   As a small county located in the southern border of Longyou Province, it belongs to JQ City.

  In this day and age.

  Jinta County is located in the northwest of the territory of the Republic, and has an important strategic position that is diametrically opposed to its reputation.

  Jinta County covers an area of ​​over 10,000 square kilometers, with 70% of the cultivated land. It is a well-known grain-producing county in Longyou.

   Other than that.

  Jinta County is also extremely rich in mineral resources.

for example.

  JQ City has a total of four counties and two cities. All the minerals of these administrative units are counted as 100%, and Jinta County occupies more than 35% of them.

   And because of this.

   Today's Jinta County has eleven agricultural production brigades and two state-run mines, far surpassing the Guide County where Xu Yun descended.

Of course.

  If the above information is analyzed from another angle, a new conclusion can be obtained:

  If the rabbits engage in hidden projects in Longyou or in the northwest of Longyou, then Jinta County will have a high probability of becoming one.

   Grain adjustment point.

   Right now.

  On a canal outside Jinta County.

  Hundreds of team members belonging to the No. 3 Agricultural Production Brigade of Jinta County are carrying hoes and dustpans, and marching along the field path in groups of three or four.

  At this time, they had just finished the repair task in the morning and were going to go to lunch after work.

  Some team members have already married and established businesses, so they will go back to the county to eat with their families for lunch. After eating, they can beat the bear to relieve their addiction.

  There are some young workers who are not married.

  It is customary to bring a few pancakes with you, swallow the well water for a meal, and then play cards or take a nap under the shade of a tree.

   There are quite a few of these young workers, as mighty as a small river.

  However, just like the river water is composed of countless water droplets, there are also many small groups that can be vaguely seen in this long queue of young workers.

  These small groups are basically composed of friends or acquaintances who have fun, as few as two or three, and as many as a dozen or so people.

   More than ten minutes later.

  The long queue of young workers came to the assembly point of the brigade, took their own food and found a good place to have lunch.

  In the shade of one of the trees.

  An ordinary small group of five or six people was chatting with the usual ones.

  I saw a young man with an inch shaved, not tall but quite clever, looked around a few times, and said to his friends:

   "Hey, have you heard?"

   "At noon the day before yesterday, several transport vehicles of that kind that can pull a lot of goods came to our county!"

   Hear this statement.

   "Cut, Er Shuan, what's all the fuss about?"

  A young man with buck teeth made a disdainful cut, and a small piece of crumbled pancake spewed out of his mouth, but he immediately picked up the marble-sized pancake piece from the ground and stuffed it back into his mouth:

   "Isn't there a few cars like that in the People's Armed Forces Department of the County Brigade? On the New Year's Eve more than ten years ago, we even **** in the exhaust pipe!"

  Unexpectedly, Er Shuan, a young man with a small board, shook his head:

   "That's different, I heard that the car is filled with all kinds of cans, and it's covered with a **** cloth, isn't it a bamboo pole?"

   said.

  The inch-ban youth turned his head to look at a tall, dark-complexioned man on his left.

  The tall and thin young man nicknamed Zhugan was twisting small pieces of pancakes and stuffing them into his mouth. Hearing this, he nodded sullenly:

   "Well, my brother saw it."

   "It is said that I also saw a few doctors in white clothes on it, and people from the army were with them. It looks like."

   "Okay, bamboo pole."

   Before the bamboo pole finished speaking, a young man who hadn't spoken all this time frowned:

   "Don't discuss this kind of thing, even if there is something, it has nothing to do with us."

   "Especially you Ershuan, don't ask about everything - the team is planning to mention you as an activist next year. What should you do if someone reports you for asking about it?"

   "It's a pity that you went to Jincheng to work for a few years. Others go to big places to gain knowledge. Why do you owe your mouth when you go to the city?"

   Zhu Gan, who was introducing the situation, suddenly shrank his neck when he heard this, and stopped talking weakly.

  This young man is the vice-captain of their team, named Ryoko.

  Ryoko has a face with Chinese characters, with regular features but a dark complexion, and is very prestigious in their small group.

  Er Shuan, who was shaved and eloquent, also seemed a little embarrassed, and restrained his expression awkwardly.

But in fact.

  He turned his head quickly, and a subtle look appeared in his eyes.

   I don't know if it's because of Ryoko's tone of voice.

  The next group of people stopped talking, but ate pancakes silently.

  The members of this small group are all middle-aged and middle-aged, and they gobble up their meals. Basically, they chew and swallow in two or three bites.

   And just when everyone was eating pancakes like ghosts.

   Not far away suddenly came a young woman wearing a floral dress, with a sallow complexion but fair facial features.

  The buck-toothed young man with diss Ershuan had sharper eyes, and he was the first to notice his appearance from the corner of his eye:

   "Huh, Yingzi? Why are you here?"

   "Here, I'm bringing you insoles."

  The girl named Yingzi waved a small cloth bag in her hand to everyone generously, and said with a smile:

   "The female worker group in the team brought some insoles, saying that they were going to distribute them to the youth worker group as benefits for repairing canals, so I quickly selected a few pairs of leather shoes and sent them to you first."

  Er Shuan laughed when he heard the words, and said in a rather eccentric way:

   "Give it to us? I think it's for brother Liangzi, maybe the pair for brother Liangzi was bought by Yingzi himself!"

   "You talk too much!"

  Yingzi shaved Ershuan fiercely, and then quickly glanced at Liangzi, a young man with a square face, a blush appeared on his face.

   Then she put the package she brought on a stone, took out several pairs of insoles and divided them up:

   "This is Ershuan yours. This is your bamboo pole and this is Brother Yong's. This is Xi. Hey, brother Xizi didn't come today?"

  The young man with a square face, Ryoko, nodded and explained:

   "Well, Xizi said today that she had a fever and was not feeling well, so she asked for a vacation with the team, and she probably won't be back until the day after tomorrow."

"uncomfortable?"

  Yingzi was startled subconsciously, and blurted out a sentence:

   "But I just saw him walking in the county with Commissar Lin, and he was still carrying a box."

   "I don't know what's in that box, but it looks like it weighs thirty or forty catties. If he gets sick, can he still carry it?"

  When Liangzi heard this, he was startled:

   "Isn't it? Yingzi, are you sure you read it right?"

  Eiko nodded vigorously, flicking her ponytail behind her, affirming:

   "Just kidding, Brother Xizi has known him for so many years, how could I not recognize him?"

   "Besides, he is in such good health as a veteran, so he shouldn't have a fever in summer, right? Even heatstroke is unlikely."

  Ryoko's brows furrowed more and more.

   Ayong, the buck-toothed man on the side, saw this, and subconsciously asked:

   "Brother Liangzi, should we report this to the team?"

  Ryoko hesitated for a moment, and finally shook her head lightly:

   "Don't be in a hurry, wait for Xizi to come back and ask what's going on, maybe Lin's political commissar has something to ask him to take up the post."

  Boom—! !

   As a result, Ryoko hadn't finished saying the word 'work' at the end.

  In the county town not far away, there was an earth-shattering loud noise without warning.

  Everyone subconsciously turned their heads to look.

  I saw this moment.

  In a direction very close to them from the county seat, a thick black smoke burst out.

  This variable appeared so suddenly that everyone just froze on the scene for quite a while.

   A few seconds passed.

  Yingzi's exclamation brought everyone's mood back to reality:

   "Oh my god, where is the second ore factory?!"

   The voice just fell.

  The bamboo pole who had been dull and reticent also yelled, and rushed towards the county seat quickly:

"elder brother!"

  If Yingzi's exclamation is to wake up everyone.

   Then the bamboo pole shouted the word 【Brother】.

   Like a basin of cold water, everyone's heart pumped, and their consciousness instantly became extremely clear.

   Immediately after.

  A large number of young workers dropped their things one after another, and ran towards the city together.

  Although unlike the No. 1 Ore Plant, most of the more than 2,000 employees in the No. 2 Ore Plant in Jinta County are non-locals.

  But on the basis of [2000], even 20% have 400 people.

  No. 400 people are connected to at least 300 families. Who can be in a hurry?

  See this scenario.

  Ryoko waved his hand resolutely and said loudly:

   "Go, let's go too!"

   Say it.

  He led the crowd to the county seat.

  Jinta County, like most counties these days, has demolished the city walls long ago, and there is no clear dividing line between the urban area and the suburbs.

  In addition, the canal where the youth workers' team was located was only seven or eight hundred meters away from the second ore factory, so it didn't take long for everyone to approach the factory building.

  However, to everyone's surprise.

  When they caught up with the bamboo pole, they found that the bamboo pole was stopped by a group of soldiers outside the factory building.

  The originally dull and cowardly bamboo pole seemed to be a different person at this time, blushing and yelling at a middle-aged man who looked like a person in charge:

   "Let me in, my brother is inside! My brother is inside!"

   Actually.

   There are not a few people who are blocked like bamboo poles.

  As a large number of young workers arrived, those who were blocked soon formed a row.

  However, the fighters who blocked them still stuck to their positions, their faces unchanged, no matter how much they pushed and shoved, they would not retreat an inch.

   After a while.

  The middle-aged man behind the dividing line took a trumpet from nowhere and shouted to everyone:

   "Comrades young workers, please calm down and listen to me, okay?"

   "Your family members are all safe now and have been settled properly. If you don't believe me, you can go to the wooden shed next to you to find someone!"

   "Currently there are no casualties in the factory area. We don't allow everyone to enter the factory to improve the efficiency of property rescue. I'll say it again."

   "Bamboo pole!"

  The middle-aged man just finished speaking.

  Ryoko and the others sounded a rough voice behind them.

  Bamboo Pole, who originally wanted to rush into the factory building, froze when he heard the words.

   Two full seconds passed.

  He turned his head mechanically just now.

  I saw a shirtless man standing more than ten meters away from him. His face was somewhat similar to his.

  The moment you see each other.

  The bamboo pole suddenly ran towards the other party and shouted:

   "Brother! Are you okay?!"

  The naked man held the shoulders of the bamboo pole with a smile and said:

   "It's okay, it's okay, the place where the accident happened is the sixth workshop, and I'm in the second workshop."

   "There are some imported German machine tools in Workshop No. 6. We ordinary workers are never allowed to go in for fear that the workers will damage it."

   "So we were evacuated as soon as the fire caught fire. Everyone was fine, just a little frightened."

  Similar conversations like this also happen around everyone, but the characters in the conversation have changed from brothers to fathers and sons, parents or other relationships.

  See this scenario.

  Ryoko and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief.

   Then when Ryoko was about to say something more.

  There was another commotion from the burning area behind.

  I saw a few people in white protective clothing running out of a certain corner of the factory area, each carrying something in their hands or working together:

  There are metal barrels,

  There is a black box,

  There are instruments that have no obvious use but are obviously very high-end.

   There was even a man in a white coat who tripped over his left foot and tripped over his right foot because he ran too fast, and the whole person fell to the ground, and a pile of cornmeal-like yellow powder spilled out of the box in his hand

after an hour.

  Because many family members of workers were frightened.

  The Youth Workers Brigade decided to give everyone a temporary vacation, so that everyone can spend time with their loved ones. As for the work points, half of the work points will be temporarily recorded.

  At the same time, outsiders are strictly prohibited from entering the fire spot in the factory area for rescue, and some young workers have nothing to do.

  Therefore, everyone discussed briefly and decided to part ways.

   "Everyone, see you later!"

  Ryoko held the insole that Yingzi had given him, waved to several partners, and strolled back to her home seemingly normally.

   click—

   As a result, I just entered the door.

  The sloppiness on Ryoko's face disappeared in an instant, replaced by prudence and shrewdness.

  He first carefully inspected the furnishings in the house, and found that the few hidden hands hadn't moved, then turned back and inserted the door bolt.

   Then go to the bed and open a dark board.

  Take out one.

   Telegraph.

   After a few minutes.

Da da d

  Ryoko sat on the chair and skillfully initiated the telegram:

  【Suspected uranium ore transport convoy in Jinta County. Selected local veteran militia escorts to reduce suspicion. The golden yellow powder is suspected of yellow cake.】

  【According to a comprehensive judgment, there is a very high possibility of an enriched uranium plant in Jinta County. Apply.】

  【Sent out U2 to investigate】.

   After sending the telegram.

  Ryoko carefully put the telegraph back to its original place.

   Then leaned back on the chair and rested.

   If nothing unexpected happens.

   This time, I should be able to make a fortune again

  How much is the reward for discovering a uranium enrichment plant?

Seems to be.

  However, just when Ryoko fantasized about making a lot of money.

  Boom boom boom—

  Suddenly there was a knock on the door outside his house.

  Ryoko was instantly ejected from the chair like an electric shock, and subconsciously pressed her left hand on an iron box on the table:

   "Who is it?"

soon.

   A familiar voice came from outside the house:

   "Brother Liangzi, it's me, Yingzi."

   "I took the wrong insole carelessly before, and I still have the pair I chose. Can I change it with you?"

   Hear this statement.

  Ryoko suddenly relaxed, and moved his palm away from the iron box.

  I saw him pick up the insole that Yingzi gave him from the other end of the table, turn it over and look at it a few times, and there was a hint of obscenity in his eyes:

   "Oh, here it comes."

  Develop according to this progress.

  Before I leave, maybe I have a chance to pick this flower.

  So he raised his eyebrows and walked quickly towards the door.

  Ryoko skillfully pulled the latch and opened the doorway:

   "Yingzi, you can give it to me tomorrow, and it's still a long way away. Uh?"

  I saw this moment.

   Except Yingzi outside his house.

  The Zhugan brothers, Ershuan, Baoya Ayong, "fever" Xizi, and the middle-aged man who was shouting with a loudspeaker outside the factory were still standing there.

after awhile.

  Er Shuan looked at Liangzi carefully, shook his head and said:

   "To be honest, I thought that I would be an enemy agent like this, but I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, Chen Wenliang, you have thick eyebrows and big eyes, and you also betrayed the revolution."

Note:

   Started to explode, the next day is 9000 words, please ask for a monthly pass.

It was said that 270,000 words broke 6,000 on the 7th this month, but the gastroenteritis was repaired for a few days before and the update was very weak. This is my problem, so the event time has been extended for two days. If it can break 6,000 before 12 o'clock tonight, this month will still be the same Add 270,000 words!

  Now 4440, if it doesn't break 6000, add 6000 words for every 300 chapters.

  (end of this chapter)

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