Siheyuan: Starved to death at the beginning, the whole courtyard went to shoot

During the last training session, Elder Sun was the best at handling relationships.

How come you are still brave and fierce?

"You guys just got here too, right? Why are you fighting?"

Elder Sun didn't have time to speak.

Academician Zhao came back from the corner, with a dark face, and spoke with disdain.

"I advise you to disband quickly. After us, we will research the main force of the third-generation fighter jets. Don't waste your resources with this makeshift team."

"There's a young man in his twenties among you, haha, come and get some gilding! Has he ever seen a fighter jet?"

"It's a complete waste of our resources. We have been researching for seven or eight years, but we haven't wasted any resources."

"And you even brought me to the team leader's dormitory. Do you know the rules?"

"Boy, you should go back to your mother! This is not the place for you."

......

After hearing this, Li Feiyu felt a little embarrassed. His age made him out of place in the field of high-end research.

But Elder Sun, who respected Li Feiyu immensely, couldn't bear to hear it.

"Fuck you, you think you're an academician? I told you, it takes so long to research the second generation. By the time we have the third generation, you'll all be eating shit!"

"How dare you insult our teacher Xiao Li, who is the leader of our research group. Why can't you come here? Who do you think you are, pointing fingers at Teacher Xiao Li?"

"Hey, I have a bad temper. If I don't beat you up today and call you dad, I'm not Elder Sun! Where's my stick?"

After saying that, he was about to pounce on the other person, as if he was ready to fight to the death with his eyes bloodshot.

Li Feiyu quickly pulled them back. They were not young anymore. They were researchers and gentlemen. Why did they fight at the slightest provocation?

I discovered that no matter how introverted and quiet the people who had a relationship with him were before, they all learned to quarrel and become aggressive.

Hearing the noise, many people came out of the dormitory and saw that it was Academician Zhao.

Then they all gathered behind him, glaring at Li Feiyu and Elder Sun.

They seemed ready to start a fight if they had a disagreement. Elder Sun was not going to be honest either. He struggled hard and was about to start a fight.

Well, one person has to fight against a group of opponents.

It’s okay to humiliate him, but humiliating Teacher Li is unforgivable.

"Haha, haha, little monkey, this is your team leader? Haha, so funny."

"How old is this kid, 20 years old? And he's a team leader, what can he do? How long has he been learning, he's been learning since he was in his mother's womb."

"We have been researching in our respective fields for more than 20 years, and we are also a research team for the third-generation fighter jets."

"Tomorrow, I will let the person in charge of the base come and see how ridiculous your group is."

Academician Zhao smiled and looked down on Li Feiyu and Elder Sun.

Their second generation group has 800 researchers alone, with an average age of 40!

Zhao, Qian and Sun are all national academicians, and they have many talented people under them.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is a group of the best people in the country.

With such a luxurious lineup, they have been researching day and night for seven or eight years, from having no idea where to start, to now, the second-generation fighter jet that is almost completed.

Only they themselves know how much suffering they have endured in the process.

But a few days ago, a research group for third-generation fighter jets was suddenly established.

The key is that this group has taken away a lot of their experimental resources.

It is the mandatory division above.

The three academicians, the researchers, the leaders of the base, including the pilots who were waiting for the second-generation fighter jets to be completed, and the Air Force leaders were all helpless.

There is no point in making a fuss. We must allocate some resources to the third-generation research team.

Just when the research on the second-generation fighter jet was about to be completed.

Who can swallow this anger and not get angry?

So from inside to outside, all researchers of the second-generation fighter jets.

The Air Force Command, the base leaders, and the soldiers under them are waiting to be equipped with fighter jets.

None of them like Li Feiyu's group.

I feel that this group is completely kidding. Even if they are researching the third-generation fighter jets, it will be after the second-generation fighter jets are completed.

It should be led by the three academicians Zhao, Qian and Sun.

This time a 20-year-old team leader is in charge. Isn't this a huge joke?

They have been gilded to this point, but what talents do they have in their team? Bullshit!

This is a makeshift team that divides their resources and delays their research and development!

Everyone's eyes began to become full of disdain and disgust, including the soldiers who were responsible for protection and standing guard.

These soldiers watched how these researchers worked day and night, and sometimes they had to rush the researchers back to rest.

They have all seen it. These researchers are truly dedicated and deserve respect.

Li Feiyu could understand that researchers of this era were truly selfless and could not tolerate any injustice.

They don't know their own abilities, they just think that they are young and giving them resources would be a waste and a pity for those resources.

But Elder Sun knew Li Feiyu's abilities.

A genius whose age has nothing to do with his extraordinary abilities suddenly appeared.

So he shouted in dissatisfaction: "Why are you staring at me? Why can't our teacher Xiao Li be the team leader? You are good-for-nothings. Do you know what a genius is?"

Li Feiyu quickly grabbed Elder Sun who was running wildly.

"Listen to me, quarreling will only make people lose their minds. Elder Sun, get behind me!"

After hearing this, Sun Xiaosuo stepped back unwillingly.

"Academician Zhao, I respect you and understand your anxiety, but this is not a reason for you to look down on our third-generation fighter research team."

"How about we speak with facts?"

As soon as Li Feiyu finished speaking, two unfriendly voices sounded from behind the crowd.

"What facts! Is this a waste of resources?"

"Hmph, there's nothing much to say. I advise you to just go back to where you came from!"

Everyone around said hello.

"Academician Qian, Academician Sun!"

"Academician Qian, Academician Sun!"

......

There were more and more people around, and the three leading academicians of the second-generation fighter jets had all arrived.

Li Feiyu was somewhat helpless. These people were not his enemies, but rather people whom he respected immensely in later generations.

They were not targeting Li Feiyu, but were genuinely anxious about the development of fighter jets.

Many countries are researching third-generation fighter jets, and several developed countries have already begun to equip them.

Our fighters are still flying subsonic fighters, fighting for their lives in the air.

Li Feiyu could understand.

So in order to avoid further conflict.

"Let's speak with facts! Elder Sun, let's go into the dormitory."

After saying this, Li Feiyu turned and went into his dormitory.

Sun Xiaosuo originally wanted to tell everyone about Li Feiyu’s contribution, but his superiors signed a confidentiality agreement to protect Li Feiyu.

He glared at everyone, then followed Li Feiyu into the dormitory.

This is a small dormitory, carved out of the mountain wall, and it is rather simple.

A single iron bed, a quilt and pillow, a table and chair, a small cabinet, and that's it.

Li Feiyu casually put the bag on the bed and looked at the indignant Elder Sun.

"You used to be very good at handling relationships, but this time you were so distracted and totally disregarded the consequences."

Pull out a chair and let Elder Sun sit down.

"We are confident! We have Teacher Li here, so we have the confidence. They are the ones wasting resources! Humph!"

"Hey, we are the first group to arrive. We have been bullied for three days. Tomorrow... you will know when you go and see."

"The people in this base don't like us. Humph, we will make them regret it sooner or later!"