The muffled sound of the roar came along the ground, and the hot tail flame of the rocket engine sprayed down with a "boom-" sound. The jet completely enveloped the ceramic tiles. White steam suddenly exploded in the water tank under the test bench, and Phytolacca stood in the distance. Looking at it, I adjusted my sunglasses on the bridge of my nose, thinking that there are only a handful of materials in the world that can withstand this kind of test.
Fifteen seconds later, the rocket burned out. The test team waited for the smoke and water vapor to dissipate, and saw from a distance that the ceramic tiles were still intact on the test bench.
"How is it going?"
"Yes! The things are still there! It's just that the thermal sensors are all burned out..."
"Look at the thermal conductivity first? Who is that? You will take it back to the engineering laboratory later, measure the tensile and tensile strength, and report the results as soon as possible."
"The scriptures are burning." Phytolacca sighed.
"Hafnium carbide is originally a material used to make rocket nozzles. In terms of high temperature resistance, this is the first. However, resources are scarce now, so it is not easy to get so many." The leader of the test team stood next to him, a middle-aged man from the equipment department. Schoolmaster, about forty years old, he said to Shang Lu, "Shang Gong, what did Mr. Ji say?"
"Teacher Ji is going to use it to make a shield. It is required to be able to withstand direct exposure from the Lighthouse Angel for at least twenty seconds." Phytolacca replied, "If the test here passes, then the shield can be started."
"Shang Gong, have you seen that thing?"
"I've seen it before." Shang Lu nodded.
"Shang Gong, you know better than we do. Let me ask you a question, brother. If you feel that you can't say it, don't say it." The team leader pulled Shang Lu aside and lowered his voice, "What do you think... about this matter? How sure are you?"
Shangluca was stunned.
"Lighthouse Angel?"
The team leader nodded.
Phytolacca thought, who could know this? There is only one person in the world who knows something of it, and that is Guren's pilot.
But he looked up at this middle-aged man with a haggard face. His two long eyebrows were tightly knitted together. There was a faint worry and anxiety in his eyes. He was holding his hand tightly, as if he was trying to get rid of him. I want to find out some information - probably there is a wife, daughter, and family members staying in Chongqing, but I can't say the success rate of this battle plan, so I want to find out some information in advance. If the situation is not going well, I can send my family members in advance. Go to the rear area. Many people in 151 are like this. Their wives and children are placed in the city for easy visit and care.
Phytolacca thought to himself that in this era, having a complete family is both happy and painful. Why bring the next generation into this world?
What if we knew the news in advance? Everyone knows that if Chongqing cannot be defended, it means that the rear area cannot be defended. It will be the same wherever it is sent. This is such a simple truth, but when you look at those men with families, they always have ridiculous thoughts. Just a fluke, expecting hope and miracles at the last moment.
"I..." The mobile phone in Shanglu's pocket suddenly rang, "Sorry, I'll answer the call first."
There was a clear female voice on the other end of the phone.
"Supervisor?"
Shanglu was stunned for a second before he came to his senses and realized that he was calling himself.
"it's me."
"Where are you now?"
"I'm testing high-temperature ceramics..."
"Okay, okay, I don't care what you are testing, come to 110." Shen Jiang said, "I will give you five minutes to appear in front of me."
"What's going on in such a hurry?" Shang Lu smiled apologetically at the team leader, and walked out while making a phone call, "I'm on the playground of Chongmail, and I can't get there in five minutes... Hehehehe ! Is that comrade from your equipment department? Is the car ready to return to the base? "
"Damn it! You're too late!"
"ha?"
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Shang Lu rushed to the workshop in a hurry. Shen Jiang was already waiting for him on the work surface. The latter panted and said hello to the girl. Fortunately, he was not late.
This time Shen Jiang was no longer wearing a blue overalls. She was fully armed with a set of bloated and heavy black equipment that looked like a space suit or a heavy diving suit. This was the second time Shanglu saw her. The first time this equipment was at the door of the cockpit of the giant machine, it was obviously the equipment used to pilot Honglian. She held the helmet in her hand, glanced at Phytolacca up and down, and then uttered two words coldly :
"Take it off."
I paused on the business road, what?
Take it off?
"Take off your clothes." Shen Jiang repeated expressionlessly, "If you don't want your clothes to become sticky and difficult to wash, take them off first."
Shang Lu took a step back and nervously grabbed the lapel of his clothes. What was he going to do?
You want to date me even though I'm not late?
"As arranged by Mr. Ji, I will take you to familiarize yourself with Honglian's major structures and modules today. Before today's test mission begins, we have thirty minutes." Shen Jiang pointed to the giant weapon behind him, "I will take you You get in the cockpit."
Shang Lu's heart twitched.
Honglian's huge head was right in front of him. He never thought that he would have the opportunity to enter the interior of the giant machine so soon, or even control this huge machine. It was incredible. Two days ago, he was just a person who had nothing to do with everything here. Ordinary people, if there is a trace of destiny in the dark, then the lines must be so complicated that no one can sort them out.
"Do I have to take off my clothes?"
"If you don't take off your clothes, you have to run back naked." Shen Jiang said, "You choose one."
Although being able to enter the cockpit of a giant machine is an experience that ordinary people will never experience in a lifetime. Looking around the business road, there are people coming and going in the workshop. Wouldn't it be too strange to take off your clothes here?
"We have limited time." the girl urged.
Shang Lu's heart skipped a beat, he closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, "Who cares, the old man is upright, why don't you just take off your clothes, what are you afraid of?" Just pretend you are in the Maldives!
He took off his short sleeves and put them on the railing of the work surface.
"Have you read the maintenance manual and Riemannian geometry you brought back?" Shen Jiang stood on the side and asked slowly.
"I saw it." Shang Lu lowered his head and unhooked his belt, "But I couldn't chew it at all. There were too many mathematical descriptions and it gave me a headache."
"Stupid."
Shang Lu was scolded and lost his temper, so he honestly admitted that this girl was the one-in-a-million super genius? A non-human being who can mentally calculate partial differential equations may have a high-dimensional brain, so she can deal with high-dimensional objects. Anyone who is in front of her is dull.
Shang Lu took off his trousers and put them aside. Now he was only wearing a pair of large underpants. No one had looked at him for a long time. It seemed that he was used to it. It seemed that nothing happened in this place.
"Put it on." Shen Jiang gave him a breathing mask. "You can't breathe in it."
The breathing equipment was a small dark red vest with an oxygen bottle on his back. Shang Lu put the vest on his body, then put on the transparent mask and tried breathing. It looked like he was about to dive.
"Can you hear me?" A clear voice came from the microphone in the mask.
Shang Lu nodded to her.
"Very good." Shen Jiang gave a thumbs up and grinned, "Let's get on the plane."
