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Chapter 1324 Impossible! Absolutely impossible! (4k)

The enemy had some fighting skills, but not many. To the surprise of the motorcade squad leader, they did not deploy any forces on the outer edge of the valley.

Whether it was due to an inability to handle slightly complex combat plans or overconfidence in their ambush, in any case, both the ambushers and those taking photos and videos were located on the mountains within the inner circle of the valley.

When the enemy on the mountain heard the whistling of the bombs, the ambushers, who had never experienced such a thing before, didn't react much, since the training materials couldn't make any noise. Some things are truly a matter of "knowledge gained from books is ultimately superficial; true understanding comes from practice."

Instead, three of John Bull's men cursed "Holy Shit!" and hurriedly dropped to the ground, pressing themselves tightly against it. After all, during the S2, the Hans had dropped plenty of bombs and missiles on their heads, and any John Bull of any age was familiar with the shrill sound of such bombs.

Just as the ambushers were turning their heads to find the source of the shrieking sound, a television-guided bomb had already fallen into the crowd, making a loud bang.

Upon hearing the loud noise, the comrades at the foot of the mountain excitedly gave the order: "Let's go, proceed up the mountain according to plan!"

"No enemy detected on the left side of the valley!" At that moment, the patrol plane reported over the radio.

The squad leader didn't hesitate: "Regardless, proceed according to the original plan!"

For him, whether there were people there or not, the plan still had to be carried out, because sometimes it wasn't easy to see clearly from the air, and having his own people on both sides might be beneficial for the subsequent battle.

In fact, even if the four deputy squad leaders were to go in the main attack direction now, it would feel like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.

Just now, after a loud bang, apart from two people who were a little further away and three Johns, all six enemies who were gathered together perished. If they hadn't later confessed that there were six people there, the soldiers who cleaned up the battlefield later would never have been able to tell that there had been six people lying there.

Although the Tu-4 patrol aircraft carried only 125kg high-explosive bombs, equivalent to small-caliber bombs decades later, in order to carry patrol equipment, the power of such bombs was still too great for these six people.

The remaining few people had been blown away by the loud bang, and were still in shock from the aftershocks and vibrations. They didn't even think to shake off the sand and stones on their bodies.

By the time they truly came to their senses, the motor transport team was already less than 100 meters away, guided by the patrol aircraft.

John faintly heard the sound of rocks rolling down as his comrades climbed the mountain. There was nothing they could do; the comrades had been careful enough, but the broken terrain made it difficult to avoid falling rocks.

"It sounds like someone's coming," the man whispered to his companion. Before his companion could reply, he very "professionally" picked up the camera and faced the direction of the sound.

As the comrades were climbing, suddenly a head appeared a few dozen meters ahead, carrying a dark object on its shoulder.

The comrades were startled! A rocket launcher!
For them, who often train with the Type 61 individual rocket launcher, the posture of carrying a dark object on their shoulder is all too familiar.

The enemy's equipment is damn well-equipped!

"Get down! Grenade!" The squad leader ordered everyone to lie down, and several comrades raised their guns and fired without saying a word, trying to suppress the enemy first!

The simultaneous close-range suppressive fire of 4 or 5 assault rifles would be overwhelming even for a machine gun, let alone a single camera.

"Fuck you!!!" Almost at the same time our comrades raised their guns, the John infiltrator had already seen what he was facing through the camera viewfinder. He immediately lay back down in the rocky hollow. Although bullets were flying around erratically, they didn't hurt them for the time being.

"What should we do?" They were still shouting incoherently, terrified, but they would soon no longer have to worry about it.

The grenade launcher, under the cover of his comrades' fire, had already aimed at the spot where the "rocket launcher" had appeared. Although the enemy was not visible, the principle proposed by the comrades of the Army Equipment Bureau back then—that "gun-mounted grenades must be able to fire in a curved trajectory"—was proving invaluable at this moment.

With a "thump," a grenade exploded at the edge of the crater, sending round steel balls flying everywhere.

"Go!" Someone was in charge of suppressing the enemy, while the other comrades quickly surrounded them.

"Surrender and you will not be killed!" the comrades shouted, and jumped up.

What came into their view were two bleeding "tattered sacks," one still twitching and the other already motionless.

Next to him was a foreigner who was trembling with his hands raised.

"There are two more enemies, 30 meters to your north, fleeing eastward."

It seems that the enemy's remaining fighting spirit is still effective; they did not choose to run into the valley to the west, otherwise the four comrades on the outer edge of the valley would have been well-fed.

The radio crackled with the instructions of the comrades on patrol.

"You stay here and watch him! You, give him first aid! The rest of you, come with me!" The squad leader left two people behind to guard the tattered sack that was still convulsing and to provide first aid, while he led his men away.

"Oh no, once they get close, we won't be able to tell them apart!" the optical observer on the Tu-4 patrol aircraft exclaimed.

"It's alright, you can tell just by looking at the tactical maneuvers," the patrol team leader laughed. Each squad has its own tactics, and it's easy to spot them from above. Apart from the two people left behind to guard the first aid, the remaining six people split into two groups and flanked the patrol aircraft in the direction it indicated.

This is a method that even children later learned when playing games.

"However, we really need to report this to our superiors, otherwise there might be problems." Right now, we have the upper hand and don't need air support, so there's not a strong need to distinguish friend from foe. But if the scenario were different, things might be different.

"Fighter jets, go back. We don't need them here anymore. Helicopters can come over." Bar-headed Goose 03 reported to the command center. If coming over with helicopters could be a precaution, then coming over with fighter jets would be a complete waste of fuel.

Looking down from the thermal imager, the area where the bomb exploded, which originally had some shiny limbs and severed bodies, is now gradually disappearing due to the influence of the background temperature. On the other hand, the two prisoners, one alive and one wounded, look incredibly shiny, while the corpse next to them has begun to blend into the background.

The two remaining lights on the mountain, still active, chased each other until a grenade loaded with a gun was fired, scaring the fleeing men into kneeling.

"Alright, the helicopter can go back now." The comrade on the patrol plane reported happily to the command center.

Oil is precious; every drop saved is precious.

We should provide support at any cost, but once the task is done, we should save as much as possible.

An hour later, the comrades returned to the vehicle with four prisoners and several bags of enemies.

"Let's go! Back!" The motorcade squad leader was full of vigor, and his comrades were in high spirits. To be honest, as motorcade soldiers, they never imagined that this day would come, that they would actually be able to personally eliminate and capture the enemy.

Cook: We're familiar with this kind of thing, but you guys haven't seen enough of it.

The four vehicles restarted and slowly headed towards their destination, where a helicopter was waiting. Upon hearing the report that there were two John Bulls inside, carrying what appeared to be cameras, the commander in the command center realized that the situation was not simple.

If it weren't for the lack of helicopter landing facilities along the route, they probably would have called a helicopter to pick them up directly.
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The handling and escalation of this matter will take time, but other work will not stop because of this seemingly small matter.

"Chief Engineer Gao, the paper is finished. Please take a look." Gao Zhendong felt a bit like he did back when Old Chen revised his first paper. The younger generation surpasses the older generation, and the older generation continues to rise into the sea.

He's now the kind of person who's just going to keep going in the sea.

"Leave it here, I'll handle the rest." Unlike *Laser*, he planned to hand this over directly to the colleagues at the Academy of Sciences, who would decide where to send it. After all, apart from *Laser*, we don't currently have any internationally influential journals.

After carefully checking it, Gao Zhendong packaged the paper and sent it to the Department of Mathematics, Physics and Chemistry of the Academy of Sciences, and then made a phone call.

At the Academy of Sciences, the director of the Department of Mathematics, Physics and Chemistry hung up the phone and quickly opened his email. Sure enough, there was a paper from Gao Zhendong.

He waited with a mixture of curiosity and eagerness to download the paper. Due to the nature of his work, Comrade Gao Zhendong rarely sent his results to the Department of Mathematics, Physics and Chemistry, and even his results were rarely published. However, once published, they were often major breakthroughs, just like the one in "Laser" not long ago.

This network is too slow! The department head had completely forgotten the initial excitement of getting a modem and email.

Love will eventually fade away.

The download was finally complete, and the director couldn't wait to open the paper.

He was immediately startled after reading the title: two-dimensional materials?

However, he had not yet realized the seriousness of the matter. He simply thought that Gao Zhendong had developed a very thin material. As a renowned materials science expert within the Department of Mathematics, Physics and Chemistry, this did not seem to be a very unexpected thing.

The title of Comrade Zhendong's paper states that this material is somewhat thin.

The director wondered, how thin could this material be?
After he finished reading the abstract of the paper, his initial shock escalated to a profound shock.

He rubbed his eyes hard a few times, muttering under his breath.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

As the head of the Department of Mathematics, Physics and Chemistry, even though he was well-versed in theory and experienced, the words in the abstract still gave him a feeling that "it's not that I don't understand, it's just that the world is changing too fast."

Theoretically, this thing cannot exist!

A layer of material with a thickness equal to the diameter of a single atom.

No wonder Comrade Gao Zhendong called it a two-dimensional material; anything with two atoms should be called a three-dimensional material.

Something that is only a single atom thick does not exist in theory!

Either the theory is flawed, or Comrade Gao Zhendong is the problem!

To be honest, if this paper had been written by anyone else, the director would probably have just thrown it in the trash.

However, these are science committee members. No matter how outrageous the results or conclusions presented by each science committee member are, they must be carefully read and analyzed before a conclusion can be drawn.

Besides, what if, what if this paper is fine?

To date, we have rarely even been able to falsify a theory, let alone establish one, even if that theory is a branch of a particular discipline.

If true, then this paper is even more significant than the laser he developed back then.

In some ways, this idea isn't wrong, after all, lasers didn't win a Nobel Prize, but graphene did.

Realizing what this paper would mean if it came true, the director quickly composed himself and continued reading.

This sight made him jump up completely.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Stick it on with tape, peel it off, stick it on, peel it off, repeat this process, and then you've made this two-dimensional material.

To be honest, the director never imagined that such a revolutionary achievement would be made in such a "simple and unpretentious" way.

If Gao Zhendong knew his thoughts, he would probably tell him in a very magnetic voice, "High-end ingredients are often made with the simplest..."

At this moment, the director's heart sank a little, mainly because the preparation method was too simple and unadorned, to the point that its simplicity was so extreme that it was shocking.

What is Committee Member Gao doing? He has no shortage of reputation or achievements. Even if he wanted to launch a satellite, he's launched real satellites before...

As the head of the Department of Mathematics, Physics and Chemistry, he knew a lot about Gao Zhendong.

In any case, since I've already read it, I still have to finish reading the paper.

With mixed feelings, he suppressed his impatience and continued reading.

"Huh? Could it be..."

If Comrade Zhendong's paper only described a preparation method that could not be empirically verified, then his doubts will probably never be dispelled.

However, in the latter part of the paper, Comrade Zhendong proposed a theoretically consistent and practical verification method, and actually verified that the thickness of this material is 0.4 nm! The thickness of one carbon atom!
Compared to the simple preparation method, this verification scheme appears to be incredibly scientific and advanced, using a number of advanced testing devices and providing detailed data that seems very convincing.

The director looked left and right, thought and thought, but couldn't find any problems with the verification plan. Could it be... that "what if" really happened?
He couldn't sit still any longer and immediately stood up.

Seeing is believing. Committee Member Gao is in Beijing. If you have any questions, why not just go and see him? The truth will out.

He immediately made several phone calls and invited several committee members with relevant expertise.

Without him saying much, the comrades were even more restless than the director after hearing his introduction and seeing Gao Zhendong's paper!

After all, this isn't the director's specialty, but it is for the other colleagues.

Let's go! We absolutely have to see this!

(End of this chapter)