A few days later, Chengdu.
Bond sat in the hotel room, frowning at the latest intelligence.
"According to intelligence from the rear, the relevant departments have just reached an agreement with China to exchange the EC-130H and crew members that had made an emergency landing in exchange for a group of scientific researchers stranded in our country."
"Among them, there is an expert named Chen Yunyong. He is in the direction of aero-engines, but during a recent review, technical documents about lift fans were found in his room."
"We have reason to suspect that he is related to Chengdu Aircraft's new project and is likely to play an important role in the project."
After hearing his words, Sean scratched his head subconsciously.
"Isn't this judgment too far-fetched? After all, they exchanged a lot of scientific researchers this time, and Chen Yunyong is not that outstanding."
"According to the information, he has not been engaged in scientific research for nearly five years. He has been teaching at Princeton and has been exposed to very basic technologies and information."
Bond glared at him angrily and cursed:
"Far-fetched? What is far-fetched?"
"Does it mean that we have to wait until they send the person to the research institute and get the evidence before it is not far-fetched?"
"Intelligence work is like this. Make reasonable deductions based on all possible clues. If you think all the clues are far-fetched, then what are we doing? We can just go back to Texas to herd cattle!"
".Okay, it's up to you. So what do we need to do?"
Sean spread his hands helplessly, his expression a little subtle.
He always felt that his partner was a little too neurotic, and he was dragged into things that were obviously not related.
"We can't let him enter the project team smoothly, at least not now."
Bond said decisively.
"How to do it? If the agreement has been reached, then there will be no obstacles to their return to the country. It's not like you want to blow up the plane."
"Idiot, is this what you came up with?"
Bond gritted his teeth. He couldn't understand how his partner could be so stupid.
Blow up the plane?
What a joke!
Not to mention how difficult it is in actual operation, more importantly, this "release" is based on an "agreement."
As long as those experts do not land safely, the other party will regard it as a breach of contract.
By that time, not to mention that the safety of our own crew members cannot be guaranteed. In serious cases, it may even lead to more intense conflicts.
No one wants to see this outcome.
He sighed, suppressing the anger that had already arisen in Lao Gao, and explained patiently:
"We have to get them back home safely."
"But we can't let them enter Chengdu smoothly."
"There are a lot of ways we can produce results like this."
"Something extreme, car accidents, accidents, illness."
"Softer ones, scandals, scandals, rumors"
"Think about it. If a senior scholar is revealed to have had improper private life while abroad and has close contacts with hostile departments, will he have to undergo stricter scrutiny if he wants to enter the core project again?"
"That makes sense!"
Sean nodded in agreement.
"That's what we'll do?"
".I am just giving an example. What should be done specifically requires further discussion."
"But no matter what, let's put the rumors out first."
"Also, how is the investigation of the special working group going?"
Upon hearing Bond's question, Sean quickly took out a stack of documents from the briefcase beside him and handed it into his hand.
"At present, some areas have been defined based on the movement trajectories. After investigation, it was found that the movement trajectories of about 360 people overlap."
"These people were divided into a total of 29 groups. After excluding the 19 groups that were obviously inconsistent, there were about 10 groups that may be related to the special working group."
"The total number of people is 112."
"Are you kidding me? 112 people, do you think it's easy to extract the people who are really related to the special working group?"
"not easy."
Sean sighed, and then continued:
"But this is the limit of what we can do."
"Their actions are very covert and their confidentiality measures are very good. It is basically impossible to go deeper."
"What we can do now is hold this list and wait for further clues to emerge."
"Once new leads come in, we can continue to narrow the scope and even confirm the final list of people."
"As long as we have a list of personnel, the follow-up matters will be much simpler."
Hearing this, Bond nodded slightly.
Well, although my partner sometimes behaves unreliably, he is not a waste after all.
This way of working is extremely organized and conforms to the logic of intelligence work.
At least his more than ten years of work experience were not in vain.
After thinking for a moment, he said:
"Continue to follow up. If there are any new developments, be sure to notify me in time."
"In addition, focus on flights between Chengdu and Shenyang, especially special flights!"
"If there's a chance a military plane could see it, that would be even better!"
"clear!"
Sean nodded solemnly, then turned around and left with the information.
On the other side, Chen Yunyong has already gotten in touch with the 601 Institute, and his contact person is Lei Gang.
"So you know the basic situation. We really need manpower here. The lift fan project has not made progress for a long time. We must have a strong leader to lead the team."
"How difficult is it exactly?"
After hearing what Lei Gang said, Chen Yunyong asked.
"The level of starting from 0."
"You don't have any preparation for theory?"
"No."
"Has the total pressure ratio problem been solved?"
"No."
"Understood, I will be there as soon as possible, so be prepared."
After saying that, Chen Yunyong hung up the phone directly.
His wife Liu Huixia on the side held his hand with some worry and asked with concern:
"How about it?"
Chen Yunyong shook his head and did not answer immediately.
In fact, to ensure maximum security, the conversation between the two contained almost no specific information about the real project.
But even with just a few words, Lei Gang conveyed the key status quo.
There is no model, no basic theory, and no data. How easy is it to create a two-stage counter-rotating lift fan?
After thinking for a moment, he replied:
"The problem is not as simple as we think."
At this time, both of them had received notifications about the "recent evacuation", so there was no information gap.
"Domestic research in this area basically starts from scratch. Even if I are included, it is just a few decimal points added to this 'zero'."
"Without that breakthrough '1,' it's all just talk."
Hearing this, Liu Huixia also frowned.
“Isn’t it possible to achieve a breakthrough in the short term?”
"There is no chance, this is not something that can be solved with a 'breakthrough'."
"What they need is a lot of experiments, a lot of data accumulation, and many excellent and experienced engineers."
"The last one is impossible to solve in the short term, and the first two are not that easy to solve."
"Time is precious, as you know. The F-35 project is nearing completion. Once the F-35 comes out earlier than the J-20, the advantage we finally gained will be wiped out again."
"This is not a technical issue, this is a strategic issue."
"All efforts on the aircraft are essentially for the benefit of the sea."
"It can be said that we are very competitive."
Seeing Chen Yunyong's bitter expression, Liu Huixia couldn't help but tighten her hands.
"But we don't have many options. No matter how difficult it is, we have to wait until we go back."
She comforted softly.
"It's too late to go back."
"Then you mean you want to get the data of the two-pole counter-rotating fan from here?"
Liu Huixia is not an ordinary woman. In fact, in the field of spacecraft design, her strength is not much weaker than Chen Yunyong.
Therefore, within a very short period of time, she had guessed what her husband was thinking.
She even immediately grasped the key point of the problem.
As long as there is data, most of the difficulties can be easily solved.
But where to get this data?
Before she could think about it, Chen Yunyong answered:
"I have a contact who is internally at Lockheed Martin."
"He has access to classified data, and I can try to get him to bring it out, as long as it's on the plane."
"This is too dangerous."
Liu Huixia immediately interrupted Chen Yunyong and continued:
"Yunyong, you are not sober now, and the decision you made is also very unclear."
"This strategy cannot be implemented at all. Even if it is implemented, it will cause unnecessary sacrifices."
"This is not something we should do, and it is impossible for the organization to agree to it."
"But there is no other way!"
Chen Yunyong's tone became stern.
Yes, why doesn't he know that this is an extremely dangerous behavior?
Not to mention bringing out data, even if you bring out a piece of paper from NASA, it will be subject to strict scrutiny.
A long time ago, a partner he was familiar with almost died because of something like this.
If his superiors hadn't used various means to rescue him, he would never have been able to get out of federal prison.
But isn't there any danger?
Risk-taking makes sense when the expected gain is greater than the expected loss.
"This is not an impossible solution, this is a stupid solution!"
Liu Huixia held Chen Yunyong's hand tightly, as if she was afraid that if she let go, he would do something irrational.
"You should believe in your fellow citizens and believe in your organization."
"No matter what, everyone has their own responsibilities. Crossing the line is not helping, it is causing trouble!"
Chen Yunyong was stunned for a moment when he heard Liu Huixia's words.
He suddenly realized that he might have gone too far.
I always subconsciously feel that I am the savior who will save everything.
But in fact, on the road of scientific research, everyone is important, and no one can save everything by himself.
Thinking of this, Chen Yunyong suddenly became enlightened.
"I see."
"I'm too pessimistic."
"I really don't need to worry about this matter. What I want to bring back is just me."
Hearing this, Liu Huixia finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But then, Chen Yunyong continued:
“But I still have to do a little more.”
Liu Huixia's heart that had just been relieved was immediately raised again. She looked at Chen Yunyong with a dumbfounded look and said:
"You can just finish it in one go. This will make me nervous."
Chen Yunyong's eyes gradually brightened.
"people!"
"I want to turn around and go back!"
Soon after, Chen Yunyong sat in front of the phone.
At his hand was an A4 paper filled with names, on which were recorded names one after another that were either familiar to him or unfamiliar to him.
This list was provided by the intelligence department. All of them are experts in the aviation field, and most of them already have a certain reputation in the industry.
In addition, they also have a common feature:
Not holding a position in a critical U.S. aerospace sector.
This characteristic gives them a natural advantage, that is, they will not be restricted from returning to China like Chen Yunyong.
The reason why they stay here is just for better treatment and better development space.
In other words, it is a personal choice.
As long as it is a personal choice, there is room for change.
Thinking of this, Chen Yunyong took a deep breath.
This was his first time doing something like this, so he was inevitably a little nervous.
After a moment, he picked up the receiver and dialed the first number.
"Hello? Lao Zhang, I'm Chen Yunyong."
"It's nothing. I just called you to express my concern."
"Why, are you still at Bombardier recently? Are you still there? Damn, what's the point of staying in that place? You said you are not at the Canadian headquarters, a small research institute, can it still accommodate you?"
"Gaozhi? I don't have any Gaozhi, but I have a chance."
"Do you want to come back and build a fighter jet?"
"How could it be NASA? Do I look like the kind of person who works as a pimp for NASA? Institute 601!"
"I don't know how the treatment is, but anyway, they are very rich now. You don't know about J-22, right?"
"Don't worry about whether I want you or not. You're not on the list anyway. You can just hit me if you have dates or not."
"Censorship? There must be issues with the review, but you are basically fine, otherwise I wouldn't be able to call you."
"Okay, okay, just call this number. I'll wait for your news!"
After hanging up the phone, Chen Yunyong and Liu Huixia looked at each other happily.
Then he picked up the receiver again.
"Hey, Lao Liu, I'm Yun Yong."
"Oh, stop nagging about what's available and what's not. I have an opportunity here. I'm in Institute 601. Do you want to go?"
"Don't talk about making money. Firstly, you have made enough. Secondly, Institute 601 cannot treat you badly. They are now rich people."
"Besides, let me ask you something."
"Do you want to spend your whole life helping others build small airplanes specifically for the rich, or do you want to go back and build a fighter jet with your name on it that can knock down an F-22?"
"Old Liu, think about it."
"I can promise you this time."
"You may not be a coward if you stay here, but you will definitely become a hero if you go back!"
(End of chapter)
