The Military-industrial Scientific Research System of the Academic Master Chapter 721

Chapter 721 South Asia Storm

Shocked, Chang Jiayao almost blurted out and asked about the relationship between her brother and the flight academy's military parade.

 But in the end, I endured it.

If it could be said, it would have been done long ago when the two of them met during the Chinese New Year.

Zhang Jiujiang took a sip of water, then closed the lid of the thermos cup and looked at the transcript in Chang Jiayao's hand:

"You don't have to belittle yourself. This course is open to all students, and the grading is based on a unified standard. Although the average score of your class is different from that of other male student classes, the scores of you and Li Lingchao are still within the same range." Those who are above the average for the whole grade meet our basic criteria for shortlisting and are not let go because of Mr. Chang.”

“Even if you don't meet the standard, as long as it's not too bad, we should still let you be shortlisted...”

 Of course, the last sentence was said in my heart.

Hearing what the other party said, Chang Jiayao's originally mixed feelings finally calmed down:

 “Basic criteria for shortlisting…”

 She put the transcript back into the document bag and handed it back to Zhang Jiujiang with both hands:

“Isn't this ranked directly from high to low according to the results?”

"Eh?"

 He said to himself as he dialed the number.

 “Of course not…”

 At the military academy, personal cell phones are definitely not allowed.

Therefore, at this moment, I happened to see Li Lingchao, who had just made a phone call and walked out with a smile on his face.

Chang Jiayao's trip to Zhang Jiujiang's office sounds like a lot of inner drama, but in fact, when she went there, she was emo while walking, and when she returned, she wanted to rush back. In fact, it didn't take long in total.

Chang Jiayao naturally couldn't confess her thoughts to the other party, so she could only find any excuse to get through.

 “That's right…”

“Thank you, Instructor Zhang. You should be busy first. I'm going back to the dormitory...”

After figuring out the whole story, Chang Jiayao gradually returned to her previous personality:

On the other side, Chang Jiayao, who left the college administration building, also jogged back to the living area.

Zhang Jiujiang was putting the document bag back into the filing cabinet at this time. He did not reply, but waved his hand towards her with a smile, then walked to the window of the office and watched Chang Jiayao's figure appear in the office building. After that, he sat back on the office chair and picked up the phone.

The latter looked at her like she was looking at a little fool:

“On the premise that the results are up to standard, there are also other aspects of performance that can be used as a reference. If nothing else, at least a political review is required..."

“Jia Yao, didn't you go to the teaching area?”

 “This matter still needs to be reported...”

Chang Jiayao finally did not get through her brother's phone call.

　　“Well…I had some things to do, but now I've finished them.”

Of course Li Lingchao didn't mean to get to the bottom of things:

“Then I'll wait for you outside, and we'll go to the canteen together later.”

 Because Zhang Jiujiang could find out about Chang Haonan's presence in Jiangcheng through special channels, Chang Jiayao could not.

You can only make outside calls from a few designated places.

 The latter naturally saw Chang Jiayao who was going up the steps:

After the meeting at Sanzuomen, the department leader who was newly transferred to be responsible for Chang Haonan's safety advised him not only not to use but also not to carry his mobile phone during work for safety and confidentiality reasons.

 Chang Haonan has always been very obedient in this regard.

"So fast?"

When Li Lingchao saw Chang Jiayao coming out, his eyes widened in shock.

 Although we cannot go into details about such a big thing, there is a lot to talk about if we expand it a little bit.

If she wasn't worried about the phone bill, I'm afraid she would still be chatting inside.

 “Everyone at home is at work, so I haven't been able to get through.”

Although he failed to tell Chang Haonan the news immediately, Chang Jiayao was obviously in a good mood:

"let's go…"

 “You feel a little weird today...are you okay?”

 “It's okay, it's okay, I just suddenly remembered something happy...”

 “Is there anything more joyful than participating in the military parade?”

Li Lingchao, who was confused, quickly kept up with Chang Jiayao's pace...

 In the following period, Chang Haonan was busy preparing for the trial production of heavy-duty die forging presses.

 The technicians sent by Factory 112 also arrived in Jiangcheng a few days later.     It's just...

 The scale was a bit larger than he expected.

 The team was even led by He Ming, the deputy chief engineer of Shengfei Group and the new assembly head of Project 11, an old acquaintance of Chang Haonan.

“Mr. He, you brought a lot of people this time...”

After some pleasantries, Chang Haonan looked at the crowds of people filing out of the two buses in front of him, and was a little worried that there might not be enough dormitories in the new factory...

He Mingze replied in a half-joking tone:

“It's a rare opportunity to learn from Mr. Chang.”

 But after saying this, he turned serious:

“The main reason is that these rear bulkheads are too critical for the new airframe, and the design is quite extreme, leaving very little room for error in the production process. So I asked each team, including the assembly workshop, We all brought people here just to make sure nothing goes wrong.”

Even Chang Haonan was somewhat surprised by this level of emphasis:

“Won't this affect the current production of J-11AM and ASM models?”

"Won't."

 He Ming immediately shook his head:

"Since the beginning of the year, superiors have transferred about half of the manpower from the J-8C final assembly to ours. Now the personnel on the production line are allocated according to a 1:1.2 overflow. One is to prevent accidents, and the other is to provide B Prepare for capacity increase after model mass production.”

“Is the Air Force getting tired of the old so quickly?”

Chang Haonan was shocked after hearing this:

“The J-8C has only been in mass production for two years…”

 “What's so new…”

He Ming is not too young anymore. He didn't realize what Chang Haonan meant for a while, but he laughed out loud after thinking about it:

"This description is quite appropriate..."

"But this time it's not because of the Air Force. They placed more orders this year than last year. The main reason is that the engine supply from Liming Factory is less than half that of last year. Even if we make a bunch of shells, it won't be enough." We can only wait for the engine to arrive, but instead prepare for the J-11B.”

“Huh? Is there something wrong with Liming Factory?”

You must know that Chang Haonan is also the chief designer of Turbofan 10. Although he has basically no need to directly interface with Liming Factory since the twin-engine installation test, I have never heard of anything encountered there that would reduce production capacity. Half a big problem.

 “That's not the case.”

He Ming looked at Chang Haonan with a horrified expression and hurriedly rushed to the latter's side and explained in a low voice:

"I heard that at the end of last year, the Pakistan Air Force suddenly asked Factory 132 to speed up the delivery of the J-7F, and the request was made directly through upper-level channels, so the superiors directly gave us a death order, requiring priority to ensure the J-7F. production speed.”

 “Is there such a thing?”

Chang Haonan felt nervous.

  The environment of this meeting in 1999 is rather special.

 India and Pakistan are theoretically under sanctions due to their nuclear tests.

 The reason why it is said to be theoretical is because behind both companies there is actually a big brother who doesn't care about sanctions.

 But no matter how much you don't care, generally speaking, you will be more restrained when it comes to military supplies.

 So, at such a juncture, the fighter jets were specially requested to speed up the delivery progress, and China actually agreed directly. There is basically only one possibility.

 Prepare for war.

Considering that Pakistan's domestic economy almost collapsed after the 1998 financial crisis, and last year the army went to Luogu with swords in hand, it is a normal idea to create a big wave of transfer conflicts...

Chang Haonan raised his head and thought briefly.

 In his impression, some conflicts did break out between India and Pakistan at the turn of the century, but the scale was definitely not large, at least it would not be a nationwide war like the previous three wars.

 Otherwise, there won't be a particularly clear impression.

Of course, after completely reversing the outcome of the Allied Operation, the development of this world line today can no longer completely refer to the situation in the previous life...

 Fortunately, in 1999, the Indian Air Force was not equipped with heavy multi-purpose fighters like the Su-30MKI.

If he only fights a dozen Mirage 2000H and MiG-21, then as one of the actual designers of the J-7F, he is still confident in his own work.

 Even if it was just a product I practiced in my junior year.

 “Mr. Chang...Mr. Chang?”

He Ming looked at Chang Haonan who suddenly became dazed. He didn't say anything to disturb him at first, but the more than 100 people he brought over later had already lined up, and it was not easy to stand under the bright sun.

"Oh it's all right."

Chang Haonan, who was relieved, waved his hand:

“Let's go, I'll ask the comrades in charge of the factory here to arrange accommodation for you. It's just that there are a lot of people, and some of them may sleep in bunk beds…”

 (End of this chapter)

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