Go back in time and be a chaebol

Chapter 89 From Nanjing to Tokyo (first update, please collect)
  As long as enough manpower and material resources are invested, nothing is impossible.

No one would doubt this. Just like the United States launching three Liberty Ships every day, it is essentially an accumulation of manpower and material resources.

At Li Yian's insistence, all the technical strength of Carl Metal Company was concentrated on the manufacture of aerial refueling systems. With hundreds of skilled workers joining in, thousands of parts were quickly manufactured.

It only took a few days to build the first oil transport aircraft and install it in the cabin of the DC2 aircraft. Soon Coham and the others began to conduct ground tests. The so-called ground tests were actually cone tests. In just five days, hundreds of tests were conducted on the docking and locking of the sets, and some exposed problems were found.

Finally, on April 4, two modified DC3 aircraft parked on the takeoff runway. The scorching sun shone on the fuselage, making the unpainted fuselage shine like the most dazzling stars. .

"Boss, our plane doesn't have an official name yet. It would be unlucky if it wasn't named."

Coham's reminder made Li Yian think for a while and said.

"Unit No. [-] is called "Nanjing" and Unit No. [-] is called "Tokyo"."

From Nanjing to Tokyo... This is the most simple wish of the Chinese people. It has nothing to do with anything else, just for revenge!
  And Li Yian just wants to add some fuel to Tokyo and have a barbecue.

The dozen or so Chinese technicians present were silent for a while after hearing this, and a strange look burst out in their eyes.

Their expressions were filled with excitement, but more importantly, anticipation.

It’s not that far from Nanjing to Tokyo. But they have been gone for 7 years!
  Soon, the two call signs were written in paint on the tails of the two planes, not only in English but also in Chinese.

At [-] o'clock in the morning, after the final inspection, with the roar of the engines, the two planes took off one after another. After the plane took off, it did not fly far, but hovered over the airport.

Soon, the aircraft in front released a hose more than twenty meters long, and at the end of the hose was a funnel-shaped anchor. Another plane began to slowly approach the plane in front. The nose of this plane had a fuel pipe extending more than one meter.

"here we go……"

Looking through the telescope as the aircraft began to dock and refuel in the air, Li Yian couldn't help but frown and muttered to himself.

"How could this be?"

The floating anchor in the air seemed stable, but in fact it was constantly swinging. The aircraft behind it had to try many times before it could steadily align the fuel pipe with the funnel anchor and achieve the mid-air docking. One minute later, it was completed. The refueling aircraft notified the ground through the radio. When the aerial refueling was completed, the ground was filled with cheers.

"We succeeded, succeeded..."

Amid the cheers, Ren Zhiyuan shouted to his boss.

"Boss, we are going to Tokyo, we are going to blow up Tokyo..."

You see, the Chinese people's wishes are so simple, but compared to their excitement, Li Yian's brows were knitted into a knot. He took the radio microphone and called to the tanker in the air that had retracted the refueling hose.

"Nanjing, Nanjing, release the fuel pipe again."

Released again?

Haven't you finished refueling?

Amid everyone's confusion, the plane released the hose again. At first, the anchor seemed stable, but soon it began to shake slightly, apparently affected by the airflow.

A few hours later, Li Yian, standing next to the aircraft, was inspecting the aircraft's anchor drogue. The drogue at the end of the hose was a funnel-shaped all-steel closed structure.

"Nearly eighty centimeters in diameter..." Carrying a steel drogue weighing dozens of kilograms, Li Yian once again imagined the scene of it swinging in the air.

"Boss, the size and weight of the drogue are carefully designed. If it is too light, it will be seriously affected by the air flow disturbance. If it is too heavy, it will not work. And with this size, we also need to ensure that the oil receiving pipe can be inserted accurately..."

Listening to Coham's explanation, Li Yian closed his eyes and recalled the refueling scenes he had seen in movies or military magazines. The drogues of those tankers seemed different from this one.

"Disturbed by the influence of airflow, that is to say..."

Turning to look at Coham, Li Yian asked.

"Then what if we change his shape?"

"Change the shape?"

Before Coham could react, Li Yian ran to the airport, took a badminton from a table, and hit the badminton from a distance. When the badminton flew in an arc in the air, Li Yian said loudly.

"Badminton! With a badminton shape, it's more stable than a funnel!"

Why do you think of badminton? Because the refueling drogue in another world is in the shape of a badminton and is even foldable. Its mass is lighter and its docking trajectory is more stable.

Sometimes, what seems like inspiration from a simple picture is actually the result of years of research by predecessors. With Li Yian's reminder, the badminton-shaped refueling drogue was manufactured in just two days and quickly tested. As he said, it has a lighter mass and a better docking trajectory. Also more stable.

After more than a dozen aerial dockings and refuelings, Coham shouted to Li Yi'an as soon as he got off the plane.

"Boss, we can notify the Army to come and watch!"

Not to watch, but to sell!

It is to promote their products to the Army. Although the patent has been bought out by the company, Coham, as the inventor, is still eager for this aerial refueling technology to be applied in war.

"Not in a hurry……"

Compared with the anxiety before, Li Yian is not so urgent now.

"We will first manufacture a few sets of tankers and oil receiving pipe accessories, and prepare for large-scale testing and production. As for the Army..."

Glancing in the direction of Washington, Li Yian smiled slightly. Now, the time is ripe!

It's time to get started!

After this idea flashed in his mind, Li Yian returned directly to the office. After entering the office, he opened the safe under the desk and took out a thick file bag.

Li Yian sneered as he patted the file bag gently with his hand.

"Okay, now, it's time to stab the knife out!"

While sneering, Li Yian took out a cigarette, lit it, and then looked at the file bag. He had been preparing for this day for months!
  Opening the file bag and taking out a document with the Pentagon badge, the sneer on Li Yian's face grew stronger...

He took a long drag on the cigarette, as if he had made some important decision, and picked up the phone on the table...

(End of this chapter)