Polman was very sure that he had never seen the young man in front of him.
The German assistant just now gave a brief introduction to Polman about the situation.
I heard that the other party said that the Henderson family recommended him to the other party, so the other party's boss personally traveled thousands of miles to visit him.
This moved Polman so much that he accepted the visit without hesitation.
But he didn't expect that after the young German man left, what happened next made him a little baffled.
However, the calm temperament exuded by the young man still attracted Polman's attention.
While Polman looked at the young man in front of him, he reached out to hold his hand and said in proficient English:
"Mr. Fang, it's okay, please come in and talk."
As he spoke, he guided Fang Lang into the house.
Fang Lang was originally worried that communication would not be smooth because of the language barrier, but he did not expect that the other party spoke English very well.
This made the translation prepared by Fang Lang seem to be useless.
I saw Polman's wife and two children standing in the living room a little awkwardly.
Fang Lang smiled and greeted Mrs. Polman, then took out two chocolates from his pocket and stuffed them into the children's hands.
He smiled at the two.
The two children timidly thanked Fang Lang at Bollman's signal.
Hearing the child reply in German, it was obvious that he did not understand English, so Fang Lang stopped talking.
Instead, like magic, another piece of chocolate candy appeared from the ears of the two children and was handed to the two children.
Now the eyes of the two children were widened, looking at Fang Lang in disbelief, with surprise in their eyes.
Mr. Polman saw Fang Lang playing with the children and his heart gradually relaxed.
He thanked Fang Lang repeatedly and directed Fang Lang to sit down in the living room.
Fang Lang smiled and touched the heads of the two children, then followed Polman to the sofa in the living room and sat down.
It's not that Fang Lang didn't want to talk to the two children, but it was a pity that he didn't understand German. He could only look at Polman with a look of regret and said in English:
"Sir, your two children are so cute. I like children very much.
It's a pity that I don't understand German and can't communicate with them. "
Polman laughed after hearing Fang Lang's words. After all, adults like others to praise their children.
"Mr. Fang, when you are still young and have your own children, you will know how troublesome it is to raise children."
"Okay! My father has said that I am a troublesome child since I was a child.
It seems like all adults view their children this way, right? "
Polman burst out laughing after hearing Fang Lang's words.
In an instant, the relationship between the two was drawn closer.
At this time, in the backyard of the house in the distance, five Marines had secretly climbed over the backyard wall, holding Thompson submachine guns, and tiptoed into the house.
Soon, the two soldiers silently reached for the back door. Several people leaned against the door and listened to what was going on inside.
I found that there was no unusual noise inside.
The soldier who was close to the window gently turned his head to look into the room through the window, and soon discovered two figures leaning against the front window and lifting up the corner of the curtain, secretly peeking out so as not to observe from the street.
Their actions should be viewed by professionals. The angle of observation is very hidden, and absolutely nothing unusual can be seen from the front.
But the strange thing is that neither of them carried weapons.
This is good news for the soldiers.
The soldier retracted his head and made several gestures to the four comrades beside the door.
Several people understood and nodded.
One of them stretched out his fingers and started counting down, three, two, one.
With a "bang" sound, the back door was violently kicked open by a soldier.
The four soldiers beside the door filed in as soon as the door opened.
At the first moment, two soldiers pointed their guns at the two people near the front window.
The soldiers following behind began to cross left and right to search for targets, holding guns all the way, searching indoors.
The soldiers moved so fast that by the time the two Germans watching at the window reacted, they were already aiming their guns.
So they could only stare dumbly at the soldiers who rushed in, and quickly raised their hands to surrender, indicating that they were not hostile.
Unfortunately, the soldiers' target was directly aimed at them. Two soldiers stepped forward and motioned for the two of them to lie down on the ground.
The two of them could only obey orders.
After seeing the two lying down, one person was on guard with a gun, and the other person found a rope in the room and tied their hands and feet from behind.
Soon other soldiers who searched the room returned safely.
Apart from these two people, there were no other people in the room.
This made several people breathe a sigh of relief.
Then, the soldiers began to check around every corner of the house.
Soon, they found weapons and equipment in a hidden corner of the basement.
At the top is a Mauser 98K rifle with a scope, and below are four or five rifles and three or four submachine guns.
Now the soldiers were certain that the two Germans were indeed the ones in question.
Unfortunately, the soldiers did not understand the language and could not interrogate them. They could only separate a soldier and go out to report the results to the commander and wait for new orders to be conveyed.
At this time, Fang Lang was having a lively chat with Bollman.
"Mr. Polman, I heard from Mrs. Henderson that you proposed a technology called variable sweep wings? Is that so?"
Polman quickly waved his hand and said:
"No, no, I didn't come up with this technology. I just found out after a period of research that this technology is really an epoch-making technology.
Therefore, the recommendation was made to Mrs. Henderson.
However, this technology is not mature yet. We need to organize a large number of people and perform a lot of calculations to know whether this technology can be turned into a reality. "
After hearing what Polman said, Fang Lang nodded thoughtfully and said:
"So to what extent has Mr. Polman's research gone?"
This question made Polman a little embarrassed. He moved his buttocks on the sofa and said:
"Actually, the research team of Messerschmitt Corporation is the one who has studied this technology the most, but they have all been taken away by the Americans."
Fang Lang was a little strange. Why did he feel that the Polman in front of him was not very reliable?
"Oh! Aren't you part of this team?"
Hearing Fang Lang's words, Polman's face became slightly hot, but in the end he still said bravely:
"Actually, I am not a R&D person. What I am good at is engineering management.
The main reason why I promoted this technology to the Henderson family was to get a suitable job, but obviously I failed. "
Upon hearing this, Fang Lang was stunned.
Isn't this playing with him?
After listening to Mrs. Henderson's words, Fang Lang thought he had picked up a big treasure.
It turned out that this guy was bragging to gain trust.
But where did this guy learn about these advanced aircraft design theories?
"Oh! Thank you for your honesty Mr. Polman. May I know where you learned about these advanced technical concepts?"
Seeing that Fang Lang had no intention of getting angry and blaming him, Polman let out a long sigh of relief.
“I am engaged in aircraft manufacturing engineering management, and I am mainly responsible for turning designers’ ideas into reality.
I have participated in the manufacturing of many aircraft test aircraft, so I have met many excellent aircraft designers.
Therefore, I was also exposed to many strange aircraft manufacturing theories. "
Now, Fang Lang finally understood what Polman was responsible for.
It seems to be a bit of a twist!
Isn't this guy's ability exactly what I need now?
Maybe he can't design airplanes, but he can manage a start-up airplane manufacturing factory!
In fact, what Fang Lang didn't know was that the reason why Polman was so honest was mainly because he was frightened by the actions of the guards outside the door.
This made him understand that the young man in front of him was not a simple character and might kill him.
Fang Lang smiled but did not express his position immediately.
Instead, he continued to ask:
"Oh? Can you tell me about those strange theories you have come across?"
Polman carefully looked at Fang Lang's face and saw that there was nothing unusual. Then he looked at his wife who was sitting in the restaurant with their children and eating chocolate.
Then he lowered his voice and leaned closer to Fang Lang and whispered:
"There are many strange theories, but these are not secrets.
But there is one thing that I know is a secret that is not widely spread in the aviation industry. "
Seeing this guy's mysterious look made Fang Lang feel a little funny.
I am from the next life, what secret are you talking about that I don’t know?
Perhaps it is top-secret information for everyone now, but it has been decrypted and circulated on the Internet in later generations.
But looking at this guy's mysterious face, he just doesn't know if it's true or not. Don't wait, he will brag again just like when he faced Mrs. Henderson.
Fang Lang didn't move, just quietly waiting for his next words.
Realizing that Fang Lang was not cooperating in moving closer, Polman looked around warily and then whispered:
"Have you heard of the Go229 model?"
Fang Lang was only a crew member in later generations and didn't really know much about airplanes. At most, he only gained some superficial knowledge about airplanes on his mobile phone when he was bored on the ship.
What is this Go229? He is very sure that he has never heard of it.
You may have heard of BF109 and Stuka Fanglang, but I really have no impression of this Go229 Fanglang.
Fang Lang didn't understand why Polman would mention such a completely unheard of model.
He shook his head at Polman.
Seeing Fang Lang's movements, Polman's eyes flashed slightly.
whispered:
"This is a model that has not been mass-produced. It was originally developed by two brothers, Walter Horton and Remar Horton, to meet Air Marshal Göring's three thousand requirements.
The so-called three thousand means that it must reach a speed of one thousand kilometers per hour, carry one thousand kilograms of explosives, and attack targets one thousand kilometers away.
At first all the designers said it was impossible, but the Horton brothers said they could do it.
So Marshal Goering agreed that they would be responsible for research and development.
The aircraft they designed uses an extremely rare flying-wing layout. The fuselage and wings of this layout are almost integrated into one body, which can minimize the drag during flight. "
The flying-wing layout obviously touched upon Fang Lang's knowledge blind spot, which made him a little confused and didn't understand what it specifically meant.
But from here Fang Lang also discovered that the guy in front of him was indeed a professional in the aircraft industry.
Maybe he is not a genius in aircraft design, but he is definitely well-informed.
Polman obviously noticed Fang Lang's expression.
He didn't think it was strange, so he took out a pen and paper from the drawer under the coffee table, and with a few random strokes on the notebook, he sketched an almost triangular shape of an airplane.
Fang Lang's eyes were fixed on this airplane shape, and he couldn't believe his eyes.
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