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  Chapter 534 The trouble is getting bigger and bigger!

   Contact home.

   Hear the four words spoken by General Excalibur.

   Li Jue on the side also nodded in agreement.

   As two pure output "warriors".

  In this kind of situation involving "Fa Ye" and different opinions, the most appropriate method is of course

   Shake people!

   Actually.

  Similar situations have happened in the past. When encountering some problems that are difficult to resolve and exceed the base level, the base leadership will always seek help from "home".

   So soon.

  Li Jue made a gesture to Lu Guangda and the others to be calm.

  I saw him strode to the small cabinet next to the tea room, took out a key from his body and fiddled with it a few times, and took out a wired phone from the second floor.

   Then he put the microphone to his ear and dialed a number skillfully.

  The phone that Li Jue took out shares the same frequency band with the landline in his office, and it goes directly to the office of the head of the Second Ministry of Machinery in the capital.

   Half a minute later.

  A male voice with a strong Jizhou accent came from the other end of the phone:

   "Hi, please say."

  The person on the other end of the phone only said hello, but didn't report his family name, which sounded a bit indifferent.

  However, Li Jue was not unfamiliar with this voice. After a pause for two seconds, he said:

   "Liu Bu, it's me, Li Jue."

   The answer on the other side is still very short:

   "Well, I know, what's the matter?"

  Li Jue looked up and scanned the room, focusing on Lao Guo's notebook for a while before continuing:

   "Liu Bu, it's like this."

   "At present, the mine has encountered some technical difficulties. Due to the special situation, several experts could not agree on it for a while."

   "So we want to ask the family to help make a decision whether to adopt or abandon this plan."

  “.”

  There was a clicking sound from the opposite end of the phone, it sounded like that Department Liu put down the pen or cup in his hand:

   "Comrade Li Jue, if I remember correctly, Director Zhang should be at the mine right now?"

  Li Jue nodded, and glanced at General Excalibur who was smoking a cigarette:

   "That's right, Director Zhang just rushed to the mine from Malan yesterday - now he is by my side."

   Hear this statement.

  The voice of Liu Bu, the person on the phone, couldn't help raising his voice a little bit, with a trace of obvious surprise:

   "Why, Director Zhang can't make up his mind?"

  In terms of individual rank, General Excalibur is even much higher than Liu Bu himself, but even a boss like him can't make a decision?

  This is a bit different

"Yes."

   Li Jueyou sighed, and briefly introduced the whole situation to Liu Bu.

Of course.

  The introduction here is basically based on events rather than theory.

   That is, the base encountered a problem, Xu Yun gave a plan, but everyone had obvious differences, etc.

   After a while.

   Liu Bu's voice came from the microphone:

   "Proton Electrostatic Accelerator? Man, this is guts."

   Liu Bu originally seemed to want to say bold, but after hesitating for a while, he changed it to a more commendable word:

   "What a wild idea."

  As the main person in charge of the Second Machinery Department, the Liu Department, also known as Liu Bosheng, has been in charge of industrial information since the establishment of New China.

   Therefore, he is no stranger to electrostatic accelerators.

   This is a truly important weapon of the country, not even Liu Bosheng or General Excalibur is qualified to decide its fate.

  So while unexpected in this program.

  Liu Bosheng also remembered the name of the foreign student that Li Jue said.

  Han Limo.

  Think here.

  Liu Bosheng could not help but take a deep breath, and said to Li Jue:

   "Comrade Li Jue, how about this, you send the plan by telegram later—try to be as detailed as possible in the telegram, I will go to the comrades at the radar station to find out the situation."

   "It's 10:29 am and I'm trying to get back to you at 7:00 pm. No, I will reply you before 6:00 pm."

  Li Jue has a serious expression:

   "No problem, Department Liu, I will report to the comrades in the Radio Department now."

  After hanging up the phone.

  Li Jue looked around the crowd, adjusted his glasses, and said:

   "Several people, the family already knows the news. Department Liu asked us to send the relevant telegram back as soon as possible."

   "So, Lao Guo, I'm going to work hard for you next time, and cooperate with the comrades in the radio center to send a telegram."

  Old Guo has no objection to this.

   Afterwards, the small meeting temporarily ended without any results. Li Jue took General Excalibur and Lao Guo to the radio center next to the factory office and started sending telegrams to his family.

  Students who were telegraph machines in their previous lives should know this.

  In the era when communications were underdeveloped and telegrams were commonly used, the postal and telecommunications departments divided telegrams into many types.

  In addition to ordinary telegrams and urgent telegrams, there are also various services such as wire transfers, flower telegrams, and authentic telegrams.

  Nowadays, the unit price of a telegram is 14 cents a character, that is, it costs 70 cents to type five characters.

   Therefore, the content of telegrams in this era is basically very short, and there are two most representative contents:

  【Mother/Father Returning from Sickness】and 【Pick up tonight】.

  However, for Factory 221, the cost of the telegram is a trivial matter, and the key is not to leak the secrets.

   Half an hour later.

  The telegram with multiple seals and full characters was sent from Factory 221, first transmitted to Jinling, and then transferred to the Ministry of Geology, which is the Mineral Geological Exploration Bureau under the Ministry of Geology and Mineral Resources of later generations.

  The content of the telegram has been systematically encrypted, and it looks like an ordinary routine report on the surface.

  For example, traces of certain minerals were found in a certain place, etc., nothing special.

   But after leaving the mail room of the Mineral Geological Prospecting Bureau.

  These telegrams were urgently sent to another room, and finally arrived at the

  In the hands of Liu Bosheng, the person in charge of the Second Machine Department.

  “.”

   Look at the five telegrams in front of you.

  Liu Bosheng thought for a moment, put them aside, picked up a booklet from the table and flipped through it.

  The pamphlet contains numerous names, positions, and units, among which there are many top meritorious figures who are famous in the future.

  Liu Bosheng skillfully turned the booklet to a certain page in the middle, and his gaze stayed on the first line of the word Shu Xingbei for a few seconds.

   But he quickly shook his head and moved on to the next line.

  After several screenings.

  Liu Bosheng finally locked a suitable candidate, picked up the phone and dialed a number:

   "Hello, I'm Liu Bosheng, please transfer me to the 10th Research Institute of the National Defense Science and Technology Commission. Well, the matter is urgent, please hurry up."

   Then soon.

   A burst of switched music came from the microphone.

   Another half a minute passed.

  The phone was picked up with a click, and a beautiful female voice rang from the other end:

   "Hello, Department Liu, this is the office of the 10th Research Institute. I am Huang Tingting, assistant dean who is on duty today."

   "Hello, Comrade Xiao Huang."

  Liu Bosheng greeted the other party calmly, and then quickly said:

   "Excuse me, is Comrade Sun Junren online? If he is, please transfer it for me."

   "Dean Sun?"

  Phone call.

  Heard the name Sun Junren.

  Huang Tingting's tone obviously showed a trace of hesitation, as if explaining slowly:

   "Dean Sun is in the courtyard, but he is attending a meeting with the leader right now. I'm afraid he won't be able to reply to you online for a while."

  Liu Bosheng heard the other party's polite refusal, but he still insisted and shook his head:

   "Comrade Xiao Huang, please tell Dean Sun that I have a very, very, very important matter to discuss with him, please come here."

  Liu Bosheng said three extremes in a row, and each time he emphasized the tone to express the urgency of the matter.

no way.

  Sun Junren himself knows about Factory 221, or the entire nuclear weapons development project.

  But it’s hard to say for an assistant to the dean like Huang Tingting. She may know it, or she may not have reached the level to tell the truth.

for example.

   Next door is the Sixth Research Institute in charge of aerospace.

   Their top leader, Old Tang, also knew about the nuclear weapons program, but his assistant knew nothing about it.

  If the same is true for Huang Tingting, it would be a big mistake to mention this matter hastily, and it may even bring harm to both parties.

   Therefore, Liu Bosheng can only hint in words, hoping that Huang Tingting can understand.

  If Huang Tingting still expresses that he can't help, then he can only go to the Tenth Hospital by himself.

   Fortunately, Huang Tingting's business ability is not bad, and she quickly understood what Lao Guo meant.

   ". Important news?"

  The person on the phone was silent for about 20 seconds, and finally Huang Tingting gritted her teeth and said:

   "Okay, Department Liu, I'll go to Dean Sun to report the situation now."

   "By the way, do you want to continue online, or I will call you back when I have the results later?"

  Liu Jie is no stranger to the layout of the Tenth Hospital. He knows that the office and the conference room are on the upper and lower floors of the same building, so he said:

   "There's no need to call back. I'll stay online. Thanks for your hard work, Comrade Huang."

   ".All right, then wait a moment."

   Soon there was a sound from the other end of the phone.

  It sounded like someone put the microphone on the table and walked away quickly.

  Liu Bosheng picked up a cigarette from the table, put it in his mouth and smoked it slowly.

   About five minutes passed.

  Suddenly there was a sound from the microphone, and other people in the duty room could faintly hear saying "Hello, Dean", followed by another burst of clattering.

  Liu Bosheng immediately had a guess in his mind.

as expected.

  The microphone on the opposite side was quickly picked up, and the speaker changed from Huang Tingting to a man:

   "Comrade Bosheng, hello, I am Sun Junren."

   "Ah, Dean Sun, I really dare to disturb you."

  Although Liu Bosheng was apologizing, the expression on his face was obviously relaxed, and he said:

   "Dean Sun, is it convenient for you to talk?"

  Sun Junren hummed quickly and explained:

   "It's convenient, Comrade Bosheng, you can just say what you have to say. I have already let everyone else out of the house—and retreated downstairs. There are still my guards watching in the corridor."

  Although I still don’t know why Liu Bosheng came to him in a hurry all of a sudden.

  But whether it is Liu Bosheng himself or the metaphor he relayed through Huang Tingting, it is obviously related to nuclear weapons.

  So Sun Junren made relevant arrangements before entering the door to ensure that no second person could hear him speak.

  In the office of the Second Machinery Department.

  Liu Jie tapped the table twice with his index finger, then picked up the telegram in front of him, glanced at it, and said to Sun Junren:

   "Dean Sun, at the ** meeting two days ago, you should have heard about the problems encountered by Factory 221 during the detonation laboratory, right?"

  Sun Junren nodded. A large part of the current communication technology of the three major bases is provided by the Tenth Academy, so he will not be absent from every meeting:

   "Well, I know, I remember that Lao Li and the others made a weather forecast to solve this problem, and Comrade Ye Duzheng was the one who led the calculation."

   "Oh, by the way, the predicted date seems to be today, right?"

   "That's right, it's today."

  Liu Bosheng affirmed Sun Junren's words, and then sighed slightly:

  “Unfortunately, the forecast failed on the first day—about five hours ago, there was a heavy rain on Jinyintan that lasted for two hours.”

   "In the earlier forecast results of the base, there should be no precipitation today"

  “.”

  Sun Jun was silent.

  As one of the top radar experts in China, he actually has some understanding of meteorological data, and has a general understanding of the difficulty.

  So as early as the meeting, he already had a hunch that the base's prediction this time would most likely fail.

   But the hunch is a hunch.

  When it really happened, Sun Junren still had regret and helplessness in his heart.

  But after all, he is a person who has gone through a lot of wind and waves. After the initial regret, he quickly adjusted his mood and said to Liu Bosheng:

   "Comrade Bosheng, just say it straight, what do the comrades of Factory 221 want our Tenth Academy to do? I will try my best to cooperate."

   In Sun Junren's view.

   Factory 221 probably wanted to conduct a larger-scale human surveying and mapping, so they asked Liu Bosheng to make such a phone call, hoping to get the hospital to support some long-distance communication equipment:

   Factory 221's current communication equipment can only support encrypted communication 200 kilometers away. Perhaps their new goal is 250 or even 300 kilometers?

  After all, the farther the distance is, the more complete the data sample is, and the more likely it is to obtain accurate prediction results.

  Sun Junren is not very disgusted by this, but the question is can Factory 221 really produce so many people?

   After all, the increase in the surveying distance is not only the length of the straight line, but also the area of ​​the radiation amount.

  Could it be that Factory 221 plans to attract another group of workers?

   While Sun Junren was thinking, the enemy Liu Bosheng also spoke:

   "That's right, Dean Sun."

   "After today's failure, Factory 221 hopes to conduct another revised calculation to see if there is any possibility of making up for it or saving it."

  Sun Junren nodded upon hearing this.

   Sure enough

   But soon.

  Liu Bosheng's next sentence was somewhat beyond his expectation:

   "However, Factory 221 is not planning to use human detection this time, but plans to build a device for data collection."

   "Build device?"

  Sun Junren frowned suddenly, and asked:

   "What equipment? Multi-frequency value difference wind meter?"

  Liu Bosheng shook his head:

   "No, it's a radar."

   "What did you say?"

  Inside the hospital office.

   Hear the word radar.

  Sun Junren's neck subconsciously poked forward in a funny way, his eyes widened, and he said in astonishment:

   "Radar? What...is this such a brilliant idea?"

at the same time.

   A feeling of relief and absurdity emerged in Sun Junren's heart.

  Relief is because I finally understand the reason why Liu Bosheng came to him. Looking at the country, he, Luo Peilin, Bi Dexian and Bao Zheng are currently the top four radar experts.

  Oh, there is also Shu Xingbei, but Lao Shu is still staying at Jiao'ao Medical College for some reason.

  Considering the particularity of Factory 221, he and Bao Zheng are more qualified to contact this matter at present.

   No wonder Liu Bosheng was looking for him in such a hurry.

   As for the absurdity.

  It is because wanting to use radar to collect weather data is almost wishful thinking!

  Weather radars have been launched internationally in the past four years, and 703 weather radars have landed in China a few years ago.

  But whether it is domestic or foreign, there is only one purpose of weather radar at present:

   Watch for large storms.

  The reason for this situation is that the accuracy of the weather radar can only observe this thing.

  Think here.

  Sun Junren couldn't help shaking his head, ready to refute Liu Bosheng head-on with theoretical knowledge:

   "Comrade Pasheng, let me ask you, what kind of radar do they want to design in Factory 221?"

   "Incoherent wind profiler radar? Horizontal polarization radar? Or small-scale polarization radar?"

   "Wait a minute, let me take a look."

  Liu Bosheng flipped through the dense derivation process a few times, and finally pulled out a telegram that was at the lowest end:

   "Found it, it's called Weather Doppler. Oh, Weather Doppler Radar."

  Liu Bosheng just finished speaking.

  Sun Junren, who was on the other end of the phone, was silent for a few seconds, and immediately raised his voice several times, and even broke out in the northern Jiangsu dialect:

   "NIA? Comrade Pasen, what are you talking about? Weather Doppler radar?"

  Liu Bosheng nodded, and then glanced at the telegram:

   "That's right, the telegram said weather Doppler radar."

   "Are you kidding me?"

  Sun Junren moved the microphone from his ear to his face, spitting wildly, as if what he was holding was not the microphone but Liu Bosheng's collar:

   "Comrade Pasheng, do you know the concept of weather Doppler radar?"

   "According to our latest information, it is a fantasy device that is classified as top secret even across the sea, and the design sketches have not been made yet. You told me that Factory 221 is going to tinker with this thing?"

   "Do you have design drawings? Do you have a corresponding system theory? Do you have the ability to generate parts?"

   Said the last.

  Sun Junren couldn't hold back his emotions anymore, and started to push crazily:

   "Let's put it this way, now we want to develop weather Doppler radar in our country, and it will be almost the same in the future decades later!"

   "If the 221 factory can produce weather Doppler radar now, I will go and give Ken the ax that von Karman gave to Lao Guo on the spot, which is said to have been used by Maxwell! - Just eat it with old BJ's bean juice!"

  “.”

   Liu Bosheng, who was on the other end of the phone, was silent for a long time, as if he was overwhelmed by Sun Junren.

   Just when Sun Junren was wondering if his tone was a bit heavy.

  Liu Bosheng suddenly spoke slowly:

   "Dean Sun, what you said may make sense, but..."

   "In addition to the name, the telegram from Factory 221 also recorded the relevant theoretical system and component composition, oh, and Comrade Lu Guangda's derivation results."

   The voice just fell.

  Liu Bosheng heard a crisp impact sound, as if the microphone hit the corner of the table.

   Immediately after.

   There was another groping sound from the microphone, as if someone was picking it up in a panic.

   After a while.

  Finally, Sun Junren's hurried voice came from the other side of the phone:

   "Where is the telegram? Where is the telegram? Comrade Pasen, please send it quickly!"

Note:

  I was asked to change a little text, and the previous chapter was blocked twice, so I lost hundreds of words in today's update, and I will add it next month.

   In addition, I saw that many readers in the group were chatting. Let me explain here. The name on the news belongs to my mother, not mine.

  (end of this chapter)