In 1978, I was admitted to Harbin Institute of Technology

Chapter 61 Technology skipped the second generation and went to the third generation. Xie Wei thought he understood

"He's such a blockhead! If he wants to ask me out, he can just write a note! How can I agree in front of so many people? What should I do? What should I do? If I refuse, he will be angry... If I agree, I will be laughed at..."

For a moment, Mo Lingyu felt conflicted.

His face turned red with shame.

"Aren't you free?"

Xie Wei didn't know that Mo Lingyu was having so much inner drama. Seeing her burying her head and not talking, he became a little impatient. "If you are free, I'm not in class. Tell my roommate. I want to know something about the army's communications."

"You are noble!"

Yao Xinwei, who was standing by, rolled his eyes when he heard what Xie Wei said.

These two bastards all think of themselves as tools.

"Ah? I'm free~I'm free!"

Mo Lingyu raised his head suddenly and said "I'm free" twice in an anxious manner.

It turns out that I was overthinking it.

"Aren't you a signalman in the army?"

Xie Wei just wanted to learn about the technical level of the army's current communication equipment through Mo Lingyu, and come up with a communication radio that was not so shocking.

"Yeah~"

Mo Lingyu's face turned even redder, and he felt extremely embarrassed.

Yang Yuqiong, who was standing beside her, looked at the usually heroic deputy monitor who was now acting like a child. She nudged her deskmate Sister Wei with her elbow and motioned her to look at Mo Lingyu.

Sister Wei spoke in the tone of an animal world commentator: "Spring is here~"

"Squad leader, work on the communication equipment! I'm interested in this and I have the basics, don't forget me."

"Squad leader, I also have basic knowledge of radio."

"It doesn't matter whether I get half a pound of food a day or not. It doesn't matter whether I get a dime in subsidies or not. I like radio..."

Hearing that Xie Wei meant there was another project, several students who were interested in radio volunteered.

"Don't worry, if we really carry out the project, our classmates will be indispensable."

Xie Wei responded with a smile.

Can we let go of low-cost labor?
"What about the troops' communications equipment? Squad leader, this is confidential."

Mo Lingyu had just followed Xie Wei out of the teaching building when he heard Xie Wei asking about the situation of the army's communication equipment.

He stopped immediately, looked at Xie Wei with a serious face, and warned him not to ask about the equipment situation of the troops.

"Look at this."

Xie Wei was not surprised at all about Mo Lingyu's sense of confidentiality.

He directly handed her the information given by Liang Hongbin.

"Ah? You have all the detailed information about Silicon Two Watts and Big Bayi? Where did you get it?"

After Mo Lingyu quickly looked through the information, he looked at Xie Wei in disbelief.

"The school asked us to make a military radio station, but didn't tell us what it was for, what the technical specifications were, or what the performance requirements were..."

There is no funding.

Xie Wei didn't say it.

“If it works, the students participating in the project will have completed their basic physics course.”

Even after reading the information, Mo Lingyu did not explain the situation to Xie Wei, but instead suggested that he should verify it with Liang Hongbin.

Xie Wei was not unhappy about this and took her directly to Liang Hongbin's office.

"Yes, this is a project required by the school. Once it is completed, the students who participated in the project will have completed their basic physics course."

Liang Hongbin said to Mo Lingyu affirmatively.

"Different levels of organization have different requirements for communication equipment."

Mo Lingyu then began to introduce himself to Xie Wei.

"So I need to know the details of the military's communications equipment. I have memorized the confidentiality rules. The specific uses are known only to you and me by the teacher. The other students involved will not know the specific uses."

Xie Wei gave Mo Lingyu a reassurance.

Mo Lingyu then carefully introduced to Xie Wei the communication equipment at all levels that she had learned about.

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"Teacher, you have to take care of this. If this continues, no one will be able to attend class."

After Xie Wei and Mo Lingyu left, Wei Bingkun followed them out of the classroom.

I went directly to the teaching department to find Luo Yang.

Whether there is anyone in the class attending class has no impact on Wei Bingkun, the secretary of the Youth League branch, but without anyone in the class, he cannot carry out his work. How can he achieve results?
During this period, Wei Bingkun got to know the leaders of the Youth League Committee very well. In order to make achievements and go further, Wei Bingkun suggested to the school Youth League Committee a few days ago: in order to strengthen the spiritual civilization construction of the whole school and enrich the campus entertainment life of students, hold a "December 9" commemorative event, which received strong support from the school Youth League Committee.

Wei Bingkun organized a discussion among the league secretaries of each class and unanimously decided to hold a red song singing competition with every class participating.

The other classes were doing very well, but he couldn't do his job at all: 6 people went to the chemistry lab, 8 people went directly to the computer department, and including Xie Wei, there were only 13 people left in the class.

If Xie Wei arranges someone from the class to work on radio now, how will the experimental class participate in the competition?
"The teacher is looking for you?"

Luo Yang frowned and looked at Wei Bingkun.

"No, I'm worried about the class. Even for the Ideological and Political Course, half of the students in our class didn't show up, and those who did were working on other questions... Look, the school Youth League Committee decided to hold a red song competition to commemorate the December 9th Incident, but no one in our class participated..."

Wei Bingkun hurried to explain.

"so what?"

Luo Yangxu narrowed his eyes and looked at Wei Bingkun.

Luo Yang himself had no objection to the fact that Wei Bingkun had been going to the school Youth League Committee frequently since he entered the experimental class.

Everyone's choices are different.

But at this moment, Luo Yang began to dislike Wei Bingkun.

"Class teacher, if this continues, there will be problems with the political and ideological construction of our experimental class."

Wei Bingkun didn't notice that Luo Yang's tone was wrong.

"How about you be the instructor of this class?"

"???"

Wei Bingkun was stunned, not understanding what he had said wrong.

"Student Wei Bingkun, we are an experimental class! Not an ideological and political class. You need to understand this clearly. If you really want to contribute to the political and ideological construction of the class, then please become a party member first. There are 28 people in our experimental class, 17 of whom are party members! They are not under the jurisdiction of your Youth League branch, but directly belong to the grade party branch!"

"..."

Wei Bingkun was dumbfounded.

He was very clear about the political outlook of his classmates. If he were a party member, he would have proposed setting up a party branch in the class long ago.

According to the Party's Constitution: Any unit with three or more formal party members should establish a party branch.

Now the classmates are either busy studying or doing experiments, and no one has proposed to set up a class party branch. Wei Bingkun has long seen the opportunity and is now actively moving closer to the school Youth League Committee in order to join the party as soon as possible.

"Also, the experimental class will be tested in a few days, and students who fail the test will return to their original professional class."

Luo Yang's words and his attitude were like a heavy hammer, hitting Wei Bingkun's desire to make progress.

He looked so lonely that he didn't even know how he left Luo Yang's office.

"You've managed to get into my experimental class by scheming for personal gain! Everyone else is studying very hard, but you're the only one left! If you don't reflect on yourself, then..."

Luo Yang was not polite at all to Wei Bingkun.

He will never allow anyone to destroy the current atmosphere of hard study in the class: To catch up with the world's advanced level and get back to the top, how can we succeed without hard work!

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"In other words, the communication radio of the military command system is currently in the process of transitioning from vacuum tubes to transistors?"

After listening to Mo Lingyu's introduction, Xie Wei frowned.

Besides knowing that the troops are outdated, and that the most advanced fighter is the J-7, the troops have few of them due to quality issues; the J-8 has not been put into service; and the tanks are still the Type 69...

Not only are there not many Type 051s, the navy's main flagship ships, but their tonnage does not exceed 4000 tons.

As for the rest, Xie Wei didn't know much.

After all, Xie Wei comes from an era where the 10th aircraft equipped with a vector chrysanthemum was disliked for having only one engine, the 052 was only suitable for escorting, the 055-ton was disliked for being too small, and aircraft carriers without nuclear weapons and electromagnetic catapults were disliked. How could anyone understand these backward equipment?

Now that they are rich, no one wants to look back on their miserable past.

I thought that the transistorized silicon two-watt Type 71 regimental and battalion-level communication radio was successfully developed in 68, finalized in 71, and equipped to the troops in 73. After so many years, other communication radios have already been crystallized.

"I understand!"

After listening to Mo Lingyu's introduction, Xie Wei thought he understood what Liang Hongbin wanted him to do - a communication radio based on integrated circuits!

Skip the second generation and go directly to the third generation of military communication equipment.

"???"

"It has adaptive, frequency hopping, and spread spectrum functions, strong anti-interference performance, and encryption function. However, this requires the use of chips."

"A chip is used?"

Mo Lingyu really didn't understand what Xie Wei understood.

What I don’t understand even more is how a radio communication station is related to chips.

As a former communications soldier, she looked confused.

(End of this chapter)