Into Unscientific

  Chapter 564 Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed (on)

  After all four modules are fully correlated derivation.

  Fifth Division Qian immediately gathered the documents in his hands together and began to organize deeper calculations.

after all

  The principle design of the missile is one thing, but the derivation of specific parameters is another.

  In terms of parameter calculation, another inhuman support must be introduced, that is,

  Computer.

   And to this step.

  Before, the members of the liaison group who could only serve as spectators and barely beat the hands, finally had a place to play:

  They need to encrypt various parameters that need to be completed by the computer, and then send them to the capital thousands of kilometers away.

   Indeed.

  This approach is very cumbersome, and the time for data encryption and decryption will greatly affect computing efficiency.

   It is not an exaggeration to say.

  With so many round-trip encryption and decryption times, the efficiency of the entire derivation process will be reduced by at least 50%, and even more is not ruled out.

   But there is no way.

  This is the time cost that must be paid.

  Because it is different from the previous weather data.

   The data collected by the weather Doppler radar has no confidentiality meaning, nothing more than wind speed, air pressure and the like.

   Even if these data were intercepted by the enemy agents lurking across the sea, it would not matter. After all, there are too many items that need to report meteorological parameters these days.

  The missile parameters are different.

   Not to mention that after the missile parameters are intercepted across the sea, will it reveal the secret that the rabbits are engaged in nuclear weapons?

  Just the existence of Jade Immortal Sword Formation itself is enough to startle some people—it may seem like nothing in later generations, but it is a dimensionality reduction blow in these years.

   What will happen to a country, especially a big country, after it acquires technology beyond the times? The answer has already been given in "Transformers".

   So anyway.

  The parameters in the missile derivation process must be kept strictly confidential, even at the expense of doubling the price.

   "Director Qian, our plan is as follows."

   Right now.

  In a room.

  The leader of the Liaison Department, Wang Chengchong, was standing beside Qian Wushi, pointing to the liaison officers who were about to compile the code, and said:

   "Director Qian, didn't the base conduct a meteorological data collection in the name of mineral vein detection before? This so-called 'mine prospecting' operation is still going on recently."

   "So after repeated discussions with comrades from the Communication Department and the Secrecy Department, everyone finally decided to use the composition of the ore as the cipher text, and use it to communicate with the capital."

   Hearing what Wang Cheng said.

   Fifth Master Qian pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly:

"very good."

  Smart students should remember.

  Before Xu Yun came up with weather Doppler radar technology.

  The base mainly uses the manpower method of dispatching a sideline team to collect meteorological data, and receives the data in grid form, so as to cooperate with the humidity meter for calculation.

   At that time, the reason why the sideline team went out to the outside world, that is, to the major units in Xihai Province, was to conduct a large-scale exploration of ore veins in the mine.

  Although the data collected by this method was of no use in the end, Ye Duzheng and his calculations failed badly.

   But this behavior itself still confuses the enemy agents very well.

  After all, it is too common for rabbits to look for various stones these days, just as common as later generations of rabbits love building.

   And this time.

  The base took advantage of this action again.

  In the past few days, in order to prevent the prospecting operation from ending too abruptly, the base will still send many people to set up a maze every day.

  So it makes perfect sense to pick up the skin now, without any haste.

  Secondly, it is because the major components of the ore have fixed names, and can be reflected by various values.

  For example, how much calcium compound content, iron compound content and so on.

  Although the difficulty is still not low.

   But at least it is much easier than encrypting numbers into full text similar to ordinary letters.

   Immediately after.

  Wang Chengcheng took out a cipher book with a relatively simple appearance from the table, and handed it to Fifth Master Qian:

   "Director Qian, this is the codebook we made in a hurry, please have a look."

  However, Fifth Master Qian waved his hand and refused:

   "No need, comrade."

   "Since the leaders of the base have agreed that you use this set of books to participate in today's work, it naturally shows that your codes meet the requirements and are reliable."

   "So I, who have only attended one session of cryptography, don't comment on it at will. If you are ready, you can start directly."

   "The next step is the 'battlefield' of your liaison team. Comrades, the burden on you is very heavy."

   Facing Wang Cheng's actions, Fifth Division Qian, as always, chose layman not to interfere with insider affairs.

  This can also be regarded as Qian Wushi's philosophy of dealing with things in his life, which he has followed until the last moment of his life.

  As for the "a password lesson" mentioned by Qian Wushi, it is also an interesting story that he has been talking about since then:

  At that time, the fifth teacher Qian was still studying for a Ph.D. at Caltech, and one day he was going to take an applied mathematics class.

  So then.

  Master Qian Wu rushed to the classroom early, and because he had more time, he started to do the topic first.

  As time went by, other students gradually began to sit beside him.

   As a result, Fifth Teacher Qian found out when the class bell rang.

  He doesn't know the classmates around him at all, and the teacher on the podium is also a stranger.

  However, Fifth Division Qian was sitting in the first row of academic masters at that time - the original Chinese students basically liked to sit in the first row or two.

  So in desperation.

  He could only listen to a section on ciphers abruptly. Or code science.

   And that math class became the only absence in Qian Wushi's study abroad career.

alright.

  The line of sight returns to reality.

   Seeing that Fifth Master Qian was so enlightened, he didn't point fingers.

  Wang Chengcheng, who was dealing with the Fifth Master Qian for the first time, was surprised and delighted, and at the same time, there was a surge of motivation in his heart:

   "Director Qian, please rest assured, our team promises to complete the task!"

   Say it.

  He turned his head and looked at the liaison officers beside him who had already settled down, and said loudly:

   "Comrades, everyone must have heard Director Qian's words. Our task this time is very difficult!"

   "So please be careful and don't make mistakes, because every key you press may have a bearing on the overall situation."

   "Okay, let's get started!"

  The room where Wang Chengcheng and Fifth Division Qian lived was located at the bottom right of the [A]-shaped layout, and a telegraph machine had been installed inside.

   Therefore, following the order of the king.

   Several telegraph operators who had already held the earphones in their hands suddenly looked serious, and put the earphones on their heads together.

   After a while.

  Didididi—

  In an instant, there was a dense sound of electric keys in the room.

   About five minutes later.

  The first encrypted data was sent to the capital.

at the same time.

capital.

  Institute of Computer Science, Chinese Academy of Sciences.

   Telegram receiving and dispatching room.

  Wu Jikang, who was the deputy director of the Computer Institute at that time, still stayed by the transceiver in person today, and at the same time there was another man standing beside him.

  This person has a pair of protruding ears, a thin and dark face.

  At the same time, the two eyebrows drooped obliquely, showing a word '囧'.

   After a while.

  Wu Jikang glanced at the watch in his hand, and said to the man with protruding ears:

   "Comrade Wenji, Comrade Fifth Division has already exceeded the expected time by ten minutes. Why don't you go to the next room to rest?"

   "You just rushed to the capital from Chang'an, and your body hasn't recovered yet. There's no need to force yourself here."

   "Anyway, I'm here waiting for the transceiver, you can rest assured that there will be no omissions in terms of news."

  The man named Wenji, whose full name is Qian Wenji, shook his head resolutely when he heard the words:

   "Old Wu, there is no need. I know Comrade Fifth Division very well. He is a very committed person."

   "Since he has set this time, I believe he will not delay for too long—he is not one of those who write novels in newspapers, and always take a week or two off."

  “.”

   Hearing what Qian Wenji said.

  Wu Jikang opened his mouth, as if he wanted to persuade:

   "But you just finished an operation"

   beep beep—

   As a result, Wu Jikang didn't finish his sentence.

  The telegraph next to the two of them rang a rapid notification tone.

  See this scenario.

  Qian Wenji jumped out of the chair in an instant, and ran to the radio station in one step.

  I saw him carefully staring at the slowly emerging note for a while, and then suddenly waved to Wu Jikang:

   "Old Wu, do me a favor, I fmd can't understand these things."

  Wu Jikang:

  “.”

   After a while.

  Wu Jikang sighed quietly, walked quickly to Qian Wenji, picked up a small notebook and began to translate:

   "Limonite sample 6.73 kg limonite refers to the radius of the precursor, the single digit should be multiplied by 8 and then divided by two, which is 24"

   "One digit after the decimal point is multiplied by 1.53 and then divided by 6, which represents the descending interval of the generic function, and it is accurate to four digits after the decimal point"

   "The third is."

A few minutes later.

  Wu Jikang put down his pen, rubbed his sore eye sockets, and said:

   "Comrade Wenji, here, the translation is ready."

   "Thanks."

  Qian Wenji immediately took the small book and flipped through it quickly:

   "Gas outflow 0.5m/h"

   "The six groups with floating mean values ​​of 1.55, 1.33, and 1.47 must be calculated"

   "The calculation of the delivery speed is estimated to be six figures, and our computer should be able to afford it."

  Wu Jikang stood aside and did not urge Qian Wenji.

  After all, today the Computer Institute has set up five receiving points, which are located in independent rooms, and the information received by each group is also different.

  They are slower here, and other points will definitely bring another set of data to the computing table for import.

   This import process will take a lot of time, so there will be no impact on efficiency because Qian Wenji looks at the data.

after awhile.

   Qian Wenji, who had read it several times, suddenly frowned slightly.

Strange

   It seems that some data are different from what was agreed, and the discrepancy is quite large?

  Then he closed the book without showing any doubts, and said to Wu Jikang:

   "Old Wu, let's go to the computing table for numerical simulation."

  Wu Jikang nodded:

"no problem."

   Then under the leadership of Wu Jikang.

  The two came to the computing desk on the third floor of the computer institute.

as expected.

   When the two entered the room.

  Beside the operating table, there are already two comrades from other receiving points holding small notebooks, guiding the operators to input data.

   Then about ten minutes passed.

  A girl with neat short hair raised her hand and asked around:

   "The two groups have been calculated, who will come next?"

  Seeing this, Wu Jikang brought Qian Wenji to the girl, handed over the notebook, and said:

   "Xiaolin, thank you for your hard work, import these data."

"okay!"

  The girl named Xiaolin seems to be very outgoing. After meeting Wu Jikang, the "boss", she was not restrained, and quickly took the notebook to enter the data.

  Patterpatta—

   Mentioned earlier.

  Although computers these days do not have FLUENT or STAR-CCM+, they still have the basic composition ability.

  For example, if you enter the numbers [length 4 cm] and [width 3 cm], a corresponding rectangular pattern will be automatically generated on the screen.

  Missile blueprints are the same, and even arcs can still be generated—although the resolution and detail are not so high.

   So fast.

  In front of Qian Wenji, Wu Jikang and others, an icon outlined by simple lines appeared.

   And the moment I saw this schematic diagram.

  Qian Wenji sighed lightly, and blurted out:

   "The combat department of the company is one meter long? Why is it shorter than that Wu Dalang in Pandora?"

   Say it.

  He lay down in front of the computer and looked at other data:

   "The working cavity is 40 cm, but how can this have the power to fly?"

   The voice just fell.

  Qian Wenji noticed a structure under the missile again, and his tone suddenly changed from ordinary curiosity to shock:

   "This is a waverider?"

   Mentioned earlier.

  In today's entire project, the Capital Institute of Computer Science needs to be responsible for a large amount of data simulation.

  Because these data are very professional.

  Therefore, there must be a professional in charge of the computer institute, who is personally responsible for assisting in the simulation of missile data.

   In a sense.

  It is equivalent to the role of special executive consultant.

  After repeated discussions in the organization, the superior department finally selected Qian Wenji to take charge of this task.

  Although Qian Wenji had just undergone gallbladder surgery, it was only a week after the operation—note that it was not a week after being discharged from the hospital, but a week after the operation.

   But the superior still insisted on this choice.

no way.

   Throughout the current missile research field.

  Except for those team members taken away by Qian Wushi, only Qian Wenji can take on this important task—others are either inexperienced or not in the capital.

  So the organization is really not about squeezing money and Wenji, but that there is no one to choose from.

   Qian Wenji, on the other hand, took the early morning train from Chang'an to the capital without saying a word after receiving the vague notice from his superiors.

Of course.

  For Qian Wenji himself, the fact that he just got out of the hospital is not the point.

   What he really cares about is .

  What happened to Fifth Division Qian?

To know.

  According to his earlier notification.

  The "Zhuxianjian" team plans to conduct missile deduction around the center of mass today. The preset missile length should be about 1.5-2 meters.

   It turns out that the current missile has not only shrunk to 1 meter, but also designed a unique waverider-like structure?

  Think of it here.

  Qian Wenji couldn't help but took a deep breath, and began to look at the data seriously.

  “&@#ξ^O^￥.”

  As the chief designer of China's first generation of surface-to-air missiles, Qian Wenji's ability as a top military engineer who will design Hongqi No. 1 and No. 2 in the future does not need to be questioned.

   So minutes later.

   Qian Wenji's eyes revealed a sense of enlightenment, and he touched his chin lightly:

"I see."

  See this scenario.

  Wu Jikang, who was always a little confused on the side, couldn't help asking curiously:

   "Director Qian, what's the matter?"

   "Well, something happened."

  Qian Wenji hummed subconsciously.

   Then he thought of the high level of confidentiality of Wu Jikang and the operators around him, so he directly explained:

   "There were some accidents in the design process of the missile, and there was a problem with the parameters of the spiral body—roughly, the body length of the missile was much lower than our expectations, and all the data had to be re-derived."

   "However, judging from the design drawings of Laoqian, this problem has been solved by their smooth optimization, so it is safe to say."

  Wu Jikang still nodded in a daze:

   "Oh, that's it, it's quite simple, I understand."

  Qian Wenji didn't pay attention to Wu Jikang's perfunctory, at this time two thoughts quietly popped up in his mind.

   The first thought is

   Could it be that Qian Wushi Longchang enlightened?

To know.

  Although Qian Wushi is the inventor of the waverider technology, this technology has never seen the dawn of implementation.

  Don't talk about domestic.

  Even Mao Xiong and Haidian are helpless with this technology, and Haidian even listed it as a front-end technology that can only be broken through in the next 50 years.

  As a result, as soon as the Fifth Qian Division went to Base 221, they suddenly came up with such a waverider-like missile?

indeed.

  This kind of missile is still a thousand miles away from the real waverider warhead.

  The size, structure, and flight length of the two are completely different.

   But no matter how far the distance is, it will be much, much brighter than the darkness before.

Of course.

   This thought only passed in Qian Wenji's mind for a short while, and then it was replaced by another thought:

  Some of the ideas of this missile seem to be like maybe about the project he is currently working on.

   A little help?

   Right now.

  Thousands of kilometers away.

  Xu Yun didn't know that the waverider warhead designed by himself and Qian Wushi would make the style of a certain surface-to-air missile of the rabbits crooked to Andromeda in the future.

  Right now, he and Fifth Master Qian are drooping their heads with obedient faces, bearing the crazy diss of Wang Lao in front of them together:

   "Xiao Han, old Qian, what the **** are you talking about?"

   "Do you want to fly the Zhuxian platform another 10,000 meters? 40,000 meters above the ground? And the higher the better?"

  Looking at Mr. Wang with a face of [You Timo are teasing me], Fifth Master Qian couldn't help but scratched his head with an awkward smile:

   "Yaoping, in fact, it doesn't need to be that high, 9,500 meters is fine."

  “.”

  Old Wang could clearly feel the veins on his forehead twitching:

   "Is there any difference between this? Why don't you say nine kilometers?"

   "Nine kilometers are fine!"

   Fifth Master Qian’s tone subconsciously mentioned it, but after seeing Mr. Wang’s eyes that seemed to kill him, he immediately hesitated:

   "Yaoping, just do me a favor, this is all for the country."

   "Back then we lived next door in the dormitory, and I didn't say anything when you came to my house every day for dinner. Although the food was cooked by Ah Ying, I washed the rice and vegetables, didn't I?"

   "So you owe me a favor even if you round it up, am I right?"

   Wang Lao:

  “.”

   After a while.

  Old Wang’s chest rose and fell again, and then he waved his hand like chasing flies, saying:

   "It's okay, you win."

   "Didn't I go to rub you for a few meals at the beginning, but now it's like a donkey, and you come to grab a couple of hairs if you have nothing to do."

   "Fortunately, I didn't borrow money from you at the beginning, otherwise I guess I would have to sign a contract of sale at this time?"

  Xu Yun:

  “.”

Do not know why.

  He always feels that in the conversations of everyone in the base recently, the frequency of the word donkey seems to have gradually increased a lot

   Is this painting style going to develop towards Dingxianglou?

Of course.

  Most of the displeasure on Wang Lao's face was faked.

   After all, being part of the aerospace program.

  Although Mr. Wang is not good at ballistic design of missiles, he has made a lot of achievements in missile launching based on his long-term accumulation of experience.

   Not long ago.

  After hearing the news that Fifth Division Qian, who brought Xu Yun to the door, said [the length of the missile has been shortened to one meter].

  Elder Wang didn't need Fifth Master Qian to speak, he immediately realized one thing:

   The height of Zhuxian Sword Formation must be raised again.

   At the same time compare the material of the airship.

   In the case of both belonging to the stratosphere, the non-capsule module is the most in need of optimization.

   After all, besides the elastic layer of donkey hair, the most critical gas exchange membrane of the capsule was developed for enriching uranium.

  Its defect mainly lies in the accuracy error caused by the equipment being tampered with, and the strength is not a problem of half a dime.

  In terms of environmental load, let alone 40,000 meters, 400,000 meters is not difficult—the load of enriched uranium is roughly equivalent to the pressure difference between the altitude at 400,000 meters and conventional gas.

  The structure is different.

for example.

   Airship hull thickness rate.

   This thing has a great impact on the drag coefficient of the airship, especially after the thickness ratio exceeds 0.35, the drag coefficient increases significantly.

  The resistance here is not only parallel resistance, but also upward resistance.

   That is, if you want to fly to an altitude of 40,000 meters, the thickness rate must be modified.

   In this way.

  The structure of the entire airship and the gas flow between several airbags have to be recalculated.

   The only thing that can be called lucky is.

  Old Wang and the others didn’t need to overthrow and revise their designs in the first few days, after all, those are the foundation of everything.

   Regardless of whether the thickness ratio is 0.2 or 0.9.

  The basic modules they need, which is similar to the alloy structure, remain unchanged.

   That is, in the worst case, the entire group will probably waste today's efficiency.

  Think of it here.

  Old Wang gave Fifth Master Qian another look, and spread his hands angrily:

   "Okay, bring your parameters."

  Fifth Master Qian smiled when he saw this, took out a document from his briefcase and handed it to Mr. Wang:

   "Yao Ping, I'll trouble you this time. After I'm done, I'll take you to steal cough cough and borrow Lao Guo's liquor!"

   "This kid still thinks I don't know, I have already found out where he hides the wine."

  Old Wang curled his lips and waved at the two:

   "Okay, come with me to the group."

   Say it.

Mr. Wang took the initiative to walk behind Xu Yun, and pushed Xu Yun's wheelchair for Fifth Master Qian—don't look at Mr. Wang's ruthless words, he had already noticed that Fifth Master Qian was panting for breath because of pushing the wheelchair The situation is gone.

  “.”

  Feel the strength and steady breathing of the middle-aged version of Wang Lao's pushcart behind him.

  Xu Yun, who was sitting in a wheelchair, couldn't help feeling an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

  This emotion is different from the excitement and honor when Fifth Master Qian pushed the wheelchair, and also mixed with some experiences of Xu Yun’s later generations:

  After the USTC Dark Matter Conference ended.

  In Xichang Satellite Base.

  He also pushed Wang Lao's wheelchair in the same way, and walked together on the path of the base, watching the afterglow of the setting sun together.

   Didn't expect to enter the copy.

  The person in the wheelchair turned into himself, and the person who pushed his hand turned into Wang Lao.

  Combining Xu Yun's exchange with Mr. Wang in the hospital later, Xu Yun's mood at this time is indeed quite delicate.

   Is this cause and effect?

  Reincarnation?

   Or coincidence?

   But soon.

  Xu Yun shook his head lightly to dispel this thought.

   Whatever the truth is.

  It would be nice to see a healthy Mr. Wang.

   Then under the guidance of Wang Lao.

  Xu Yun and Fifth Division Qian soon came to the office where the Slaying Immortal Sword Team was located.

  It is different from the single-family building owned by Qian Wushi and his Zhu Xianjian group.

  The office assigned by the Killing Sword team is located in the southeast corner of the 18th branch. It was originally a vacated iron warehouse.

  The warehouse area is very open, but due to the heat conduction of the iron sheet, the interior is very hot, with a conservative temperature of more than 30 degrees.

  There is a very long rectangular table in the center of the warehouse. On the walls on both sides, there is a wire that seems to be brought in temporarily. The end of the wire is connected to two electric fans.

  The two electric fans were a bit worn out, and even the outermost covers were not complete, and they looked bumpy.

  Perhaps because they were worried that the wind would blow away the manuscript paper, Mr. Wang and the others set the wind speed of the fan very slowly.

   So the fan creaks louder.

   Right now.

   Zhang Gongding, Zhou Shaoping and Zheng Tao, who Xu Yun is familiar with, are all helping.

  Among them, Zheng Tao and Xu Yun are not very familiar, so I am not sure what direction he is in charge of—in fact, Xu Yun has always felt that Zheng Tao is like a pseudonym.

   But Zhang Gongding and Zhou Shaoping

   is definitely assisting with math calculations.

   After all, their majors are theoretical physics, which is completely different from the applied physics of designing airships.

   Then Mr. Wang walked to a small blackboard and a 1.5X1 wooden table next to the blackboard.

  Old Wang coughed lightly and said to everyone:

   "Okay, comrades, stop what you're doing first."

  Batt, click.

  Several sounds of pens being placed on the table quickly rang out, and the sound of rustling paper disappeared.

  “.”

   Then Wang Lao looked around and said:

   "Comrades, now I have some bad news to tell you, that is"

   "Except for the scaffolding structure of the 'Zhuxian Platform', all other modules have to be overthrown and restarted."

   "?!"

   Hear this statement.

  Everyone at the scene was startled for a moment, and then Lian San said:

   "Director Wang, what happened?"

   "Teacher, why? Everyone has worked hard and calculated for a long time."

   "Director Wang, is there something wrong with the parameters of any link?"

"Teacher Wong"

Of course.

   Not everyone asked questions.

  For example, some people have a relatively dull personality and don't like to express their inner thoughts.

  For example, Xu Yun saw a girl with a dark complexion and a single ponytail. After hearing the words, he silently took out a new piece of calculation paper and pressed it onto the page that was originally filled with values.

   Others have sharper minds.

  For example, Zheng Tao and Zhou Shaoping turned their attention to Xu Yun and Fifth Master Qian at this time, looking thoughtful.

It is clear.

   They already guessed something.

   After a while.

  After the voice of inquiry subsided consciously, Wang Laofang said slowly:

   "Comrades, I'm sorry."

   "Although I really want to tell you the real reason, due to the confidentiality regulations of the Zhuxian project, I can't explain the specific situation to you in detail now-because it involves some core projects."

   "What I can tell you now is that there were some accidents in Jade Sword, and the problem has been solved after optimization and calculation, but..."

   "Correspondingly, the stagnation altitude of the airship we designed must also be increased"

   Speaking of which.

  Old Wang glanced at Fifth Master Qian at the side.

   A number slowly burst out:

   "Fifteen kilometers."

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