The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

"This small Red Star Factory is really full of hidden talents. Sister Lin, Princeton University's materials science is considered top-notch, isn't it? How does it compare to the University of Pennsylvania you went to~?"

Following the crowd and listening to Director Li personally introducing the situation of the Red Star Factory, Xiao Yuan, who was at the end of the team, pulled the arm of another female comrade next to her and whispered in her ear.

The middle-aged female comrade who was listening to Li Feng's introduction was interrupted. She glanced at her colleague next to her, pursed her lips and shook her head, indicating that it was impolite to whisper like this.

"Each school has its own advantages. Both schools are members of the Ivy League. It is very impressive to graduate from these schools and get a master's degree!"

Respect is relative. For today's intellectuals, those who have seen the prosperity of foreign countries but are determined to return to China are worthy of mutual respect. This is called mutual appreciation.

Moreover, the previous factory director Li is no ordinary person. He was able to build a materials research institute for Ran Qilin alone, which shows how capable he is.

"You are a doctor then~!"

"Shh, stop talking~!"

Comrade Xiao Yuan narrowed his eyes and shook his head again. Only then did he close his mouth and look at this special workshop.

"The Red Star Factory's general assembly workshop is currently responsible for the reform of modern artillery. Just now, you should have seen over in the parking lot that the first generation of vehicle-mounted artillery was produced here."

"At present, we are carrying out research and development work for the next generation. The office over there is where the current research and development team works~!"

"From the battery and circuit to the layout, through automated operation, we complete the pre-launch preparations for the artillery. This is one of the cooperative projects!"

In the workshop, the installation work of vehicle-mounted artillery has come to an end. Compared with before, the number of vehicle-mounted artillery in the workshop has been reduced a lot, with only seven or eight left on the production line.

The comrades from the Semiconductor Research Institute were quite interested in watching the overhead crane moving back and forth on the production line and moving the gun mount to the rear of the carriage.

“Comrades majoring in automation control can get familiar with colleagues in the office. I hope everyone can get started as soon as possible and work together to complete the research of the next generation of automated vehicle-mounted artillery.”

Leading everyone to the research team's office, Li Feng pushed open the door and briefly introduced the personnel. He selected ten of the thirty people from the Semiconductor Research Institute and shook hands with the technical staff from the Red Star Factory one by one.

In the office, there are piles of batteries of various types produced by many state-owned factories. The batteries are connected by orderly wires through electrodes, and various types of drive motors are being screened.

This is what these technicians are currently doing.

"Chai Yiyuan~!"

"Director Li~!"

"Comrade Chai Yiyuan is from a domestic radar factory. He is the technical director of the electronic production workshop. You can contact him for the radar project team. The task of this team is quite arduous. Everything has to start from scratch~!"

Among the twenty people, ten people were gradually separated out. However, compared with the truck gun project team, they were probably a little hesitant, because there was only one person in the promised radar calculation project. At least there were some things on the automation side, but there was nothing here, just an empty shell.

"These comrades are sent by the Semiconductor Research Institute of the Chinese Academy of Sciences to cooperate with our factory in research and development. You are responsible for the radar part of the artillery reconnaissance radar, and they are responsible for the scanning calculation part. It is best to exchange experiences with each other first~!"

Facing Chai Yiyuan who was looking at him anxiously and at a loss, Li Feng patted his shoulder and comforted him.

The last group of people came to the warehouse where Ouyang Yi was, or in other words, a very simple rocket propellant laboratory. "Ouyang Yi, who also returned from studying abroad, is an expert in fuel. He has not been in our Red Star Factory for long, but has made some achievements in the field of rockets. He is responsible for improving the range, and you are responsible for improving the accuracy of the rockets~!"

Ouyang Yi looked at Li Feng with a group of people rushing into his laboratory in astonishment. After understanding the situation, he greeted them humbly.

The more than two-meter-long rocket placed on the table attracted almost everyone's attention. In the internal space, there was a clever mechanical gyroscope. Ouyang Yi was working hard on the fuel, but he was still struggling with the control.

"How to complete the internal control is up to you. Currently, its range is just over 30 kilometers, and the landing point deviation is very outrageous. I don't have high requirements for landing point accuracy. If it can be controlled within a radius of 50 to 100 meters, it is acceptable~!"

In Li Feng's opinion, the difficulty coefficients of the three tasks are very high. Basically, they are all built from scratch. Only the vehicle-mounted artillery has a formal technical team, but the remaining two only have preliminary intentions.

Li Feng felt a little embarrassed at this time, but he believed that since he was already here, the shortcomings of the Red Star Factory in this area would be made up because of their arrival.

Director Li, who had no knowledge of technology, ran away after connecting the teams on both sides. As for how this makeshift team he had set up could turn what was on paper into reality, that depended purely on time.

After get off work time.

The vehicle-mounted artillery in the parking lot has been put onto the flatbed train.

As the train whistle sounded, Li Feng also pushed his bicycle and followed the crowd towards Dongzhimen.

"No, it's okay, I, I can walk by myself~!"

At the gate of the Nanluoguxiang courtyard, comrade Liu Haizhong, who was supported by an old lady, finally returned to the gate of the hospital after being hospitalized for such a long time.

Perhaps it was his strong self-esteem that made him push the old lady's arm, indicating that she didn't need support. The old lady looked helpless and loosened her hand slightly.

With her bangs staggering, she licked her lips, looked at the open gate of the courtyard, stubbornly stuck out her belly, slightly opened her arms, and walked towards the gate step by step, like a baby who had just learned to walk.

Although he did not drool in public and his fingers did not tremble like those of a Parkinson's patient, it seemed that Lao Liu's physical condition had changed a lot since his last cerebral infarction.

Hypertension is a rare disease in this era. After all, there are very few fat people with his physique. After becoming the deputy director of the community, he can eat and drink as he pleases, and he doesn't have to work hard like when he was in the forging workshop.

This time bomb in his body completely exploded after Guangqi was transferred from the position of head of the security department.

Liu Haizhong, who claimed that he could walk, staggered to the threshold of the courtyard gate, gritted his teeth, grabbed his trouser leg with one hand and lifted it up with the other hand, sweat broke out on his forehead, and then he stepped over.

Li Feng, who was riding back on a bicycle, happened to see this scene.

Old Liu also heard the voice behind him. He turned around and saw that the person who came back was Li Feng. He avoided their gazes, lowered his head, turned around silently, and walked into the yard step by step.

He couldn't have a clear conscience. Qin Huairu, a traitor, appeared in the factory. He already knew why Guangqi was transferred from the chief of the security department. Later, he vaguely felt that Li Feng did not vent his anger on Guangqi because of him. Instead, he was protecting him by transferring Guangqi away.

Such a big mistake happened, and Liu Guangqi, as the head of the security department, was also responsible. Not being punished and being demoted was the greatest consideration. (End of this chapter)