The military-industrial scientific research system of the academic master.

In shock, 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 should have been said when the two 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.”

"Although even if you don't meet the standards, 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 a direct ranking from high to low based on performance?"

"Of course not..."

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

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

"That's right..."

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

"Thank you, instructor Zhang. Please be busy first. I'm going back to the dormitory..."

Zhang Jiujiang was putting the document bag back into the filing cabinet at this time. He didn't reply, but waved towards her with a smile. Then he 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.

"This matter still needs to be reported..."

He muttered to himself as he dialed the number.

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

In a military academy, personal cell phones are definitely not allowed.

Outside calls can only be made from a few designated places.

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.

Therefore, at this moment, he happened to see Li Lingchao walking out with a smile on his face after making a phone call.

"Eh?"

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

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

"Uh... I had something to do, but it's finished now."

Naturally, Chang Jiayao could not confess her thoughts to the other party, so she could only find any excuse to get through.

Of course, Li Lingchao had no intention of getting to the bottom of things:

"Then I'll wait for you outside, and we'll go to the cafeteria together later."

Chang Jiayao finally didn't get through her brother's phone call.

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

After the meeting at Sanzuomen, the newly transferred department leader who was responsible for Chang Haonan's safety advised him not only not to use but not even 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 on it a little bit.

If she wasn't worried about the phone bill, she might still be chatting inside now.

"Everyone at home is at work, so I can't get through."

Although she 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 really 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 the heavy-duty die forging press.

The technicians sent by Factory 112 also arrived in Jiangcheng a few days later.

only……

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:

"Learn from Mr. Chang. It's a rare opportunity."

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 brought people here just to make sure nothing goes wrong.”

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

"Wouldn't this affect the current production of J-11AM and ASM models?"

"will not."

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.”

"Does the Air Force get 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 new..."

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

"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 it."

He Ming looked at Chang Haonan, who had a horrified expression on his face, 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's heart tightened.

The environment of this meeting in 1999 is quite special.

India and Pakistan are theoretically under sanctions because of their nuclear tests.

The reason why it is said to be theoretical is because there is actually an elder brother behind both families who does not 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.

Therefore, 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 battle.

Considering that Pakistan’s domestic economy almost collapsed after the 1998 financial crisis, and last year the army went to Los Angeles with swords in hand, it is a normal idea to create a major transfer conflict now...

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 certainly 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 work.

Even if it was just a product I practiced on during 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 good to stand under the bright sun all the time.

"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. But there are a lot of people, and some of them may sleep in bunk beds..."