With the release of early prisoners, the pace of maritime disputes finally began to slow down.
Of course, this does not mean that the confrontation between the two sides is over. The final winner still lies in the decisive piece of equipment:
Large cutter suction dredger.
After all, Treasure Island is just an island, and there are hundreds of such islands on the sea.
Even if they give up Treasure Island, it will not be a complete failure for Vietnam. They still have more opportunities.
Therefore, Chen Nian did not relax at all.
He still allocated time as planned to participate in the Sky Whale project and proposed solutions to various relatively complex problems, which also brought him the rewards of technological fission.
Although the amount is not very large yet, only 0.8 points, but combined with the 2.3 points from the DF-17 project, he also received a total of 3.1 points of additional income.
These three source points helped him achieve his first small breakthrough since acquiring the system, that is, he had accumulated 10 source points.
He had some vague expectations in his heart, thinking that according to the general routine, when the accumulation reached a certain critical value, the system should undergo some kind of evolution and its functions would become more powerful.
But obviously, my system is really that simple and direct.
Apart from the change in numbers, it really doesn't react at all.
However, don’t expect too much.
After all, the effect of this thing is already great enough.
However, the large increase in the number of source points gave him a signal.
Just like what Chen Guo said before, she should think carefully about how to break away from the shackles of "military industry" and "single equipment" to engage in something that can fundamentally enhance national strength and strengthen the foundation. technology and equipment.
architecture? energy? food?
Chen Nian was a little confused as to where to start first, but he was not in a hurry.
When the Spark Team was first established, it was actually to provide him with direction consultation. In this case, let them organize discussions first and deliver the direction to himself.
Thinking of this, he picked up the phone, explained the situation to Chen Guo, and put forward his request.
Naturally, Chen Guo would not refuse him, but after talking about business, he brought Chen Nian unexpected news.
Someone wanted to meet him.
".I can't tell you who it is specifically yet, because this matter is still highly confidential so far."
"But what I can tell you is that it won't do you any harm if you go."
"And, judging from what I know about you, you won't be disappointed."
Chen Nian was confused when he heard this, and for a moment he couldn't figure out why he wanted to be so mysterious.
Highly confidential?
In other words, the other party's level of confidentiality is still higher than yours?
Who could that be?
number 1?
No, of course I am not saying that I am not qualified to see No. 1 now, but it is indeed not necessary.
As for the leader of the technical department, it seems unlikely.
According to Chen Guo's normal operation, he should let them take the initiative to see him.
It can't be the legendary "special department", right?
What kind of polling bureau or dragon group or something like that?
Moreover, Chen Guo knew who it was, why couldn't she tell herself?
Is the information minimization principle so stuck?
Chen Nian shook his head and asked:
"When will we meet? Where will we meet?"
Chen Guo on the opposite side replied:
"The time can be arranged for tomorrow. I can't tell you the location - but you have to take a plane."
It's getting more and more mysterious.
This aroused Chen Nian's curiosity. He thought for a moment and replied:
"Then let's go gradually. Shall we set off tonight?"
"Yes, if you want to go, leave tonight!"
"Okay, then I'll wait for you to make arrangements."
After the two chatted about some details of the itinerary, they each hung up the phone.
That afternoon, Chen Nian got on a plane whose destination was unknown. Then he left from a completely unfamiliar airport and took a special car to an unknown destination.
Of course, out of respect for him, he was not blindfolded and the car window was not blocked. Through the scenery outside the window, he could vaguely tell that this was the south.
The karst landform, plus evergreen broad-leaved forest, looks like the Lingnan area.
But what the hell is this car driving all the way into the mountains?
Is it some secret missile base?
Looking at DF-17? !
Chen Nian suddenly became interested. He stuck his head out and approached Chen Guo in the front seat and asked:
"Are we going to see missiles?"
Chen Guo smiled and replied:
"No, I told you it depends on the person. There are no missiles here."
"So who it is, we're here, why can't we tell you?"
Chen Nian asked helplessly.
Looking at Chen Nian's expression, Chen Guo shook her head gently and replied:
"Actually, we could have said it a long time ago. When you agree, we can say it."
"But don't you want a surprise?"
"I do not want."
Chen Nian replied immediately.
". Mr. Qian."
Chen Guo replied.
Chen Nian's eyes widened.
Two hours later, Chen Nian finally arrived at his destination.
This is a sanatorium located deep in the mountains. It is heavily guarded, but full of comfort that is carefully designed and pleasing to the eye.
After the staff who came to greet them confirmed the identities of Chen Nian and Chen Guo, they quickly stepped forward to shake hands enthusiastically.
Then, he took the two of them all the way to the depths of the sanatorium.
"This sanatorium is actually a ruins and was used by a marshal."
"Not to mention the above-ground environment, what's more important is its underground fortifications."
"Its protection level can ensure that it will last for more than three years in the face of a nuclear attack. It has only changed two owners since it was restored to use."
"Before 2000, this place had actually been vacant. It was not until recent years that Mr. Qian was in poor health that he moved here."
"The air here is conducive to his physical recovery, but overall, his physical condition is still good."
"Generally speaking, it's just a series of elderly diseases."
"The bones in my legs and waist are all bad, and I'm not particularly conscious."
"But he cares about the news. The reason why he wants to see you this time is because of his request."
"I'll meet him later. If possible, you can talk to him more about DF-17."
"He is very interested in this. Maybe a better mood will help him."
Listening to the other party's introduction, Chen Nian sighed heavily.
He didn't know how he should feel about this meeting.
Chen Guo didn't know, and neither did the staff, but he knew clearly that from this moment until the Republic's star fell, there would actually be less than four years left.
This star once ignited itself in the most difficult time, illuminated the barren desert, and also illuminated the way forward for this country.
But now, his fuel has gradually burned out.
This is the fate of the stars. Chen Nian should not be too sad.
Even for a long time, even though he knew that his research had many intersections with that of this old man, he chose to deliberately ignore and avoid it.
However, when he heard the name from Chen Guo's mouth, he suddenly realized that maybe some things were destined to be his responsibility.
Could it be that everything I did was just for progress and the future?
Actually not.
At the same time, it is also an explanation of history.
After the predecessors have braved many obstacles to open up a path, I also have an obligation to let them know that this path has not become narrower and narrower.
On the contrary, it is getting wider and brighter.
If this were not the case, how could people like themselves who were still walking on the road have the face to face those martyrs who had already buried their bones beside the road?
Thinking of this, Chen Nian's eyes gradually became clear.
He strode to follow the staff walking in front, and after a series of sterile treatments, he finally walked into the bedroom and saw the old man on the hospital bed.
"Mr. Qian, Chen Nian is here to see you."
the staff shouted, raising their voices.
The old man on the hospital bed lowered his head slightly, as if he wanted to see clearly who was coming at the door. The nurse who was looking after him quickly helped him adjust the angle of the hospital bed so that he could see Chen Nian without any effort.
"Chen Nian. Who is it?"
Qian Lao said vaguely.
The staff wanted to answer, but the next second, Mr. Qian's voice suddenly rose.
"Oh! Great scientist Chen Nian! You are here!"
The corners of Chen Nian's eyes were a little moist. He walked forward, sat down on the stool that had been prepared, and said:
"Mr. Qian, I'm here to see you!"
Hearing his words, Mr. Qian showed a smile on his face.
He looked Chen Nian up and down, and then asked:
"Great scientist, you're here, why don't you bring something? They said you got the Dongfeng missile out? Where is the missile? I didn't see it."
Chen Nian shook his head, smiled, and replied:
"Mr. Qian, we can't bring the missiles here."
"The next time I come to see you, I will bring you the missile model."
“What’s so good about the model?”
Mr. Qian pursed his lips and continued:
"I'm kidding you. How can you see someone carrying a missile? Do you really think I have dementia?"
"You don't need to bring anything. I'm just happy to see you."
After finishing speaking, Mr. Qian took a few breaths. He stretched out his hand with difficulty, as if he wanted to hold Chen Nian's hand.
Chen Nian hurriedly stepped forward, and he immediately felt the strength of this old man who was clearly in his twilight years.
Qian Lao stroked Chen Nian's palm and said with some emotion:
"This is the kind of hand that does scientific research. The skin is so smooth. It looks like it doesn't have to do heavy work."
"Compared to our time, your conditions are much better now."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present fell silent.
Yes, the current conditions for the generation older than Qian are so good that we don’t know where they are.
What was that scene like in the desert of Lop Nur?
The wind and sand filled the sky, making it difficult to open my eyes.
The temperature difference between day and night is horrifyingly large. It’s like being scorched by a furnace during the day, and like falling into an ice cave at night.
Even more difficult is the problem of food and water.
The country was newly established, with many wastes waiting to be renovated, and no one had enough to eat. In the most difficult times, even a sip of wild vegetable soup had to be given priority to scientific researchers.
But those ordinary soldiers drank bitter and salty saline water, leaving precious fresh water for the cement needed for infrastructure.
It was under these conditions that the group of scientists at that time, including Mr. Qian, created the most terrifying, most ferocious, and most deterrent thing in the world on that barren and barren desert. weapons.
None of their hands is not covered with calluses, and none of their faces is not weather-beaten. If they were thrown into the crowd, maybe except for the thick glasses in front of them, they would be no different from hard-working workers and farmers.
Even more haggard.
Thinking of this, Chen Nian said with shame:
"I am indeed more theoretical now, and I rarely go to the scene."
Hearing his words, Mr. Qian stared.
"He who engages in theory is also a great scientist!"
"You don't have to go to the scene, as long as you can solve the problem, you are a good comrade!"
"Look, you solved the problem I didn't solve!"
“Dongfeng 17 is very good!”
"I'm not criticizing you when I say this, Chen Nian, I'm not criticizing you."
Mr. Qian's eyes gradually became confused and his eyelids drooped.
He seemed to have forgotten what he had said, but just when everyone thought he was going to sleep, he suddenly shouted:
"Their aircraft carrier is useless!"
He held Chen Nian's hand tightly and said word by word:
"You're fine."
"I am a great scientist, and you, Chen Nian, are also a great scientist."
“I solve the problems in the sky, you solve the problems in the sea.”
"Your contribution is at least as great as mine!"
"When you have time, you can move to my place! I have a lot to say to you."
"You say it and I listen."
Chen Nian sat up straight and signaled the nurse beside him to lower the bed. Mr. Qian spat out a few words intermittently. After his breathing gradually stabilized, he continued:
"In this country of ours, things never go well."
"When the People's Republic of China was first founded, they threatened us with their air force."
"In the Northern Dynasties, we beat them until they fled, thinking that it was over. But in the end, they threatened us with atomic bombs again."
"We have no choice but to build an atomic bomb."
"The desert is so difficult."
"Big Brother doesn't care about us, and outsiders laugh at us and say, we want to ride bicycles to the moon."
"They didn't expect us to go up there!"
"After the atomic bomb was launched, we lived a peaceful life for a few years, but now, reconnaissance planes are coming again, spy satellites are coming again, and aircraft carriers are coming again."
"Being behind, always being left behind, always being bullied."
"I don't know when it will be over."
Having said this, Mr. Qian turned around slightly, looked at Chen Nian, and said word by word:
"What I fear most is the aircraft carrier."
"Chen Nian, I work on rockets. I don't understand aircraft carriers."
"I don't understand it, how can I defeat it?"
"I'm so anxious. I can't wait to use rockets to hit the aircraft carrier."
"But how to fight?"
"It's difficult."
"I'm old too, and I hope every day that someone can solve the aircraft carrier problem."
"In total, I have been looking forward to it for 20 years."
"At the beginning, we built the DF-15, and everyone thought there was hope, but I know it's not enough."
Mr. Qian coughed twice, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.
"But now, the DF-17, it's definitely enough."
"I heard that you scared away their aircraft carrier formation?"
Chen Nian did not hesitate and nodded firmly.
"Scared away."
"I can rest assured that."
Mr. Qian lay back on the bed, staring at the ceiling above his head, and said leisurely:
"You kid, you are really good."
"Two days ago, someone showed me the video of the DF-17 experiment."
"I had a word with them."
"I said."
"What did I say?"
Qian Lao's voice gradually became lower.
Chen Nian didn't bother him. This time, he really fell asleep.
Several people quietly stood up and exited the room.
The turbulent emotions in Chen Nian's heart have not yet calmed down. He even forgot to ask the staff to confirm what Mr. Qian said at that time.
What he remembered in his heart was the old man's face that was full of wrinkles but still as strong as iron.
This old man was obviously too weak to get up.
But in Chen Nian's opinion, seeing him was still like seeing a high mountain.
Can only look up.
It wasn't until he reached the lobby of the nursing home that the staff on the side gently patted his arm and said:
"Comrade Chen Nian, I still want to tell you what Mr. Qian didn't finish just now."
Chen Nian immediately stopped and stood silently.
The staff looked at him seriously and said word by word:
"Lao Qian said at the time that only after seeing Dongfeng 17 did he understand why God wanted him to live so long."
"He also said that he wanted to live for more than ten years and see more."
"He said, don't worry Chen Nian, he will try his best to wait for you."
