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"you're awake?"

As soon as Hannah opened her eyes, she heard a familiar voice next to her.

"Zoppel?" Hannah turned around and saw the man she had known at the shipyard. "Why are you here... Oh, I think I landed at a military camp?"

Her mind was still a little fuzzy, but she quickly remembered that the powered delta wing had to make an emergency landing, but there was no suitable place nearby. The only suitable place was a group of people lying on the ground in a military camp, and she could only throw a shoe down to provide support.

Zopel told her, "There's a problem with that powered delta wing, so you land here."

"Alas..." Hannah looked depressed. "It seems that the wooden wing bones are not strong enough. We encountered a strong wind today. The wing was subjected to a lot of force and finally broke."

At the beginning, some people thought that although wood was not strong enough, it was low cost, so they finally tried using wood first.

The powered delta wing with a wooden frame is fine in the spring and summer when the wind is not strong, but in the winter when the wind is howling, the problem of insufficient strength arises.

Zopel continued: "The springs of the seat belts are not strong enough. I just checked and the springs are stretched straight."

Hannah said: "There has never been such a serious crash before. Those few times were enough."

The two men kept talking about powered delta wings until the military doctor came over and knocked on Zopel's head.

"Have you forgotten what I just told you?" The military doctor knocked, "Notify me immediately when the wounded wake up. What are you doing?"

Zopel could only shrink his neck.

The military doctor asked Hannah to move her fingers and toes, and it seemed that there was no problem with the nerves. He then asked her where it hurt and felt her pulse.

Hannah said that her shoulder was painful where the seat belt had just been pressed against her, and the military doctor asked her to take off her clothes for examination.

"What are you still doing here?" The military doctor kicked Zopel away. "Are you his husband?"

When Zopel left the ward with a red face, he saw that it was very lively outside. The division commander wanted to pull the powered delta wing away, but the regimental commander held the cockpit and refused to let him go. Then the guard company lifted him and the delta wing and left. At this time, the chief of staff ran over waving a telegram and said that the headquarters had called to leave the machine here. Erwin immediately asked Metzger to bring people to pull the delta wing back to the auditorium.

But Alvin couldn't be happy for long. Early the next morning, a team of vans came to the military camp. In addition to several air force officers, there were more people related to the Wesson Science Society, including Psyche.

Hannah repeated what happened yesterday in the auditorium. Zopel, who was supposed to be on vacation, was forced to disassemble the powered delta wing.

After removing the wing skin, a group of experts found that the problem was more serious than expected.

The right front wing bone in the "A"-shaped skeleton was broken, and at the connection between the left front wing bone and the horizontal middle bone, the middle bone had been delaminated and was almost broken.

The skin is not very good either, and the spider silk skin has many loose threads.

"It seems that it still won't work." Psyche finally shook her head and concluded, "It's inherently insufficient in strength. It can only be used for civilian purposes, not military purposes."

Erwin, who was watching the fun from the side, immediately said, "Master Psyche, why don't you leave it to us for reconnaissance purposes?"

Psyche shook her head and said, "If it encounters a dragon or a hippogriff, it will become an almost fixed target." "Forget it, I'd better use this to cheat people out of money and use something better for myself."

Erwin's eyes lit up, and he asked hurriedly, "What is the better thing?"

Psyche didn't answer, but just said, "It should be ready for a test flight next spring."

Zopel was feeling a little depressed when he heard this. He was proud of having participated in the development of the powered delta wing, but now it could not be used for military purposes and could only be used for civilian purposes. He felt very disappointed.

There is a strong admiration for the Wesson Army in society today, and with it a huge difference in prestige between military and civilian products.

For example, the whole duck can was included in the military's procurement list and sold to the military at 80% off the cost price, so the military supply logo can be printed on the product. The money earned from the discount to the military has long been earned back in the civilian market.

For Zopel, participating in the development of military weapons and participating in the development of civilian equipment are two different things.

But he didn't know yet that in recent tests, the speed, maximum ceiling, load and other data of the powered delta wing were not good, and it was not enough to undertake air-to-air and ground combat missions.

The forced landing of the powered delta wing was just a small episode in the military camp, and bigger things were waiting for them.

The next day, the flight report of the powered delta wing was placed on Psyche's desk.

Now Psyche lives in a three-story villa. The ballroom has been converted directly into an office. There is a floor-to-ceiling glass window behind the desk, and the surrounding walls are lined with full bookshelves. In front of the bookshelves are the desks of several secretaries, and in the middle is a circle of sofas for meetings.

There was a large blackboard next to her desk, on which was recorded the progress of important work, including glucose, iodine, photography, torpedoes, electrolytic aluminum, antibiotics, fixed-wing aircraft and rotorcraft, etc. The last line of the powered delta wing row was marked with a frozen sign.

If Frederick had to do all these things by himself, he would be too busy to handle them. Fortunately, there was the Wesson Science Society, which brought together many smart minds. Psyche assigned the work and gave guidance on the general direction after receiving the reports every month.

Today, there have been breakthroughs in the development of aircraft wings. The first generation of aircraft that used a 30-horsepower implosion engine as its power, a wooden frame fuselage and canvas-covered wings has been tested. However, during landing, the wooden front landing gear could not withstand the impact and fell apart, almost killing the pilot.

In addition, aircraft face competition from flying animals such as fire dragons, hippogriffs, and winged unicorns, and their speed and flying altitude must be greater than theirs, which means that the structural strength of the aircraft cannot be too low.

Electrolytic aluminum still has a long way to go, let alone duralumin. The fuselage can only use steel tube frame and canvas skin, but due to insufficient development of mathematics and mechanics, the weight of the aircraft is too large.

The excessive weight of the aircraft can be alleviated by anti-gravity magic, and the maximum speed also requires sufficient horsepower and a light engine, which also requires further research.

To increase the maximum ceiling, compressed air cylinders are needed to provide the pilots with enough oxygen, so an air compressor has to be developed.

Psyche broke down these tasks and assigned them to experts in different fields for research.

She is also working on a gyroplane called an "air tricycle," but the bearings, clutches and engines still need further improvement.

In comparison, the research progress on things like rocket launch pods is very fast, and the Springfield Armory has already installed them on a small truck.

When Eugene was upset because the powered delta wing was towed away, an exciting news came that a new thing produced by Springfield Armory and Benz Automobile Factory had arrived.

(End of this chapter)