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

Li Feiyu wandered all the way to the cafeteria, but still didn't get to eat.

The canteen is served at a specific time.

After the time limit, no meals will be provided and the management is completely militarized.

There was no choice but Li Feiyu returned to the dormitory and could only take out a few red hairy crabs from the space.

There was also a large piece of braised donkey meat, a large yellow croaker, and two large white steamed buns.

Just eat something!

Return to the warehouse of the third generation team.

In the heat of the moment, everyone tore the ten people's notes to pieces.

The most complete piece I could get was only half a sheet of paper.

This is a martial arts secret manual, although it is a bit like the Sunflower Manual.

On the way to the dormitory, I held my head high, not knowing where the north was.

When facing the people from the second-generation project team, they also began to look disdainful and proud!

It would be fine if only one person did this and would be considered weird, but two hundred people acted like they were injected with chicken blood and looked down on others.

That only proves one thing, that this motherfucking mental illness is contagious.

It spreads very quickly and the disease develops quite quickly!

"Old Gu, you are looking down on me. You have developed a third-generation fighter jet! Haha!"

Someone I know couldn't help but ask.

"Ha ha!"

There was laughter all around.

What a joke! Their team has only been established for less than a week and they haven’t even figured out the wheels of a fighter jet!

"Hmph, Lao Zeng, you know nothing. Just wait and see our fighter jets blow up your second generation fighter jets! Hmph!"

"Besides, you are just bragging without thinking! I think you should go home and take care of your children instead of embarrassing yourself here!"

"Fuck, you guys should go home and eat milk. Do you know what our team leader is researching? It's the fucking third generation... wuwu...!!"

Before the third-generation team member could finish his words, Elder Sun covered his mouth with his hands!

"I forgot the confidentiality agreement. Don't say anything outside, or you will be kicked out of the project team!"

After being reminded by Elder Sun, everyone shut up and stopped talking.

But the excitement is running high.

The contrast between before and after is really like a mental illness.

"Hmph, bluff!"

"Hmph, wait and see!"

The two groups parted unhappily again.

......

In the evening, in a small building at the base, several high-ranking air force officers and base leaders were holding a meeting.

Strictly speaking, this base is under the jurisdiction of both the Air Force and the military industry.

The management, security, logistics, etc. of the base are all handled by the Air Force Department.

People from the Ministry of Military Industry were responsible for research, production and technical support, mainly the three academicians Zhao, Qian and Sun.

There were seven people in the meeting.

Two of them were sent by the Air Force to investigate the situation and inspect the two-person team.

Lieutenant General, Deputy Commander of the Air Force, Fu Air Force, Major General of the Air Force, Yuan Hua.

On the one hand, examine the specific progress of the second-generation combat.

On the other hand, we need to examine the background of the third generation research team! Is it reliable or not?

There are two other people, the highest-ranking person stationed at the base, Ji Dizhang (base chief), and Lin Dachun, the base's logistics manager.

The three of them are Zhao, Qian and Sun, three academicians, who belong to the Beijing South Military Industry Department!

Because of the issue of the third-generation group, different voices emerged among the top Air Force leaders, and they were divided into two factions.

One faction consists of most of the senior air force leaders in Jiangnan.

These people, who are extremely concerned about the progress of research and development in the Air Force, are all looking forward to the release of the second-generation fighter jets.

I hope the second generation fighter jets can be put into service sooner, so as to reduce the casualties of their excellent pilots.

The attitude was clear and there was fierce opposition. The establishment of the third-generation fighter research group snatched the experimental resources from the second-generation group.

The other faction consists of only three people, the Commander-in-Chief of the Air Force and two deputy commanders. It goes without saying that these three people are of great importance.

Among them is Fu Kongjun, deputy commander of the Jiangnan Air Force.

Their attitude is to agree with the judgment and instructions from Kyoto!

It is hoped that the third-generation fighter team headed by Li Feiyu can achieve results as soon as possible.

It is a rare case of major disagreements within the Air Force, which has been arguing endlessly these days.

That's why this inspection and coordination took place.

The conference room was filled with rain and fog. Even though we were close, we couldn't see each other's faces clearly.

Of the seven people attending the meeting, four were wearing air force uniforms and three were wearing white coats.

The deputy commander of the highest level, Fu Kongjun, is in favor of it! He believes in the judgment and instructions of the highest leader in Kyoto.

The rest, including Air Force Major General Yuan Hua, base senior officials Ji Dizhang and Lin Dachun, and three academicians Zhao, Qian and Sun, are all opponents.

He was not optimistic about the third-generation aircraft and was too hasty, especially he did not trust the young Li Feiyu.

The six opposition members were cursing in their hearts at this moment.

I don’t know what went wrong, but Jing Ran believed a young man in his twenties.

A research group for the third-generation fighter jet was also formed.

It was established, and they were immediately stuffed into the most important research base in the south.

This is not the key point. The key point is that the higher-ups have ordered that half of the experimental resources be allocated to the newly established team.

That's pretty cool!

Bang! Yuan Hua, who was sitting on the left, slammed the table hard and shouted loudly: "The higher-ups must have lost their minds. Why do they give priority to the newly formed group? Humph!"

"We are in such a severe shortage of resources, supplies, and experimental materials now. There is already a shortage, and we have to distribute them. We can't do this!"

In front of Fu Kongjun, deputy commander of the Jiangnan Air Force, Yuan Hua could no longer control his temper and slammed the table and spoke angrily.

Ji Dizhang, who was stationed at the base, also said with a dark face.

"I don't agree either. What are the higher-ups thinking? Our second-generation fighter jets are just missing the last piece of the puzzle and will be ready soon!"

"What kind of trouble is going on up there now?"

"Our soldiers are eagerly looking forward to the second-generation fighter jets. How long will this be delayed?" said Lin Dachun, the base's logistics director, with a dark face.

This is the reason why they have been ignoring Li Feiyu, the leader of the research group, and not meeting him.

A soldier reported yesterday that the team leader was a young man, about twenty years old.

Ji Dizhang (base commander) smashed all his cups.

He really didn't understand what was wrong with his superiors to believe a young man with no qualifications at all.

The three academicians Zhao, Qian and Sun all had bitter expressions on their faces and were extremely reluctant in their hearts.

"Our research on the second-generation fighter has reached the final critical stage. As long as we have enough materials for testing, three months! I only need three months!"

Academician Zhao gritted his teeth and stood up, looking excitedly at the deputy commander Fu Dakong above him. He had the highest military rank here, lieutenant general.

"Well, there are only the last two problems left. As long as we find a way and get more experimental materials, the second-generation fighter jet will be ready soon!" Academician Qian said excitedly.

"Deputy Commander Fu, please give us time and trust!" Academician Sun also spoke!

After the six members of the opposition expressed their opinions, they all looked at Fu Kongjun, who was sitting at the top and was as steady as a rock!

Fu Kongjun is already sixty years old, and his face is full of wrinkles left by time.

But he was in good spirits, with a stern gleam in his eyes, and he sat straight, never bending over like a soldier.

He knocked on the table a few times and said slowly, "You guys can't see clearly! You think too simply!"