Rejecting Tsinghua and Peking Universities: I Will Lead Harbin Institute of Technology to World Lead

The third day since the official launch of the Xuanwu project.

Lin Feng stood on the observation corridor of the final assembly workshop, looking down at the bustling scene below. Forty-seven experts had been divided into seven task forces, each responsible for a core subsystem: electromagnetic gun group, energy group, protection group, intelligence group, transmission group, fire control group, and overall system group.

The theoretical blueprints have been distributed to everyone. They are not just sketches, but the ultimate blueprints that specify the torque of every screw, the specifications of every wire, and the algorithm of every chip.

But between the blueprint and reality lies a chasm called craftsmanship.

"General Manager Lin, we've encountered a problem winding the superconducting coils for the electromagnetic railgun." Chief Engineer Wang Zhenhua of the electromagnetic railgun team rushed over, holding a spool of twisted wire. "Theoretically, we need to wind niobium-titanium alloy wire into a perfect spiral with a diameter of three meters and an error of no more than one ten-thousandth in a liquid helium environment at -269 degrees Celsius. But in actual winding, a temperature fluctuation of one-thousandth of a degree causes material stress that leads to deformation..."

Lin Feng took the sample and glanced at it: "Change to an active temperature control system. Arrange thirty-two laser temperature measuring points around the winding machine to provide real-time feedback and adjust the liquid helium flow rate. In addition, reduce the winding speed from five meters per minute to two meters per minute to give the material sufficient stress relaxation time."

He brought up the holographic interface and modified the winding process parameters on the spot: "This is the new control algorithm, let's import it into the equipment and try it out."

Wang Zhenhua glanced at the revised plan a few times, and his eyes lit up: "This...it really works! I'll go revise it right away!"

No sooner had the person left than Academician Zhang from the energy group arrived.

"President Lin, the plasma confinement of a small fusion reactor is unstable in the vibrating environment of a tank. We conducted road simulation tests, and when the tank travels at a speed of 60 kilometers per hour over rough terrain, the confinement magnetic field fluctuates by 0.3%, which causes a sharp drop in energy output..."

"Install an active damping platform." Lin Feng said without hesitation, "Install six sets of magnetic levitation dampers at the reactor base, using gyroscopes to sense vehicle vibrations in real time and apply counteracting forces. Use this algorithm—"

He wrote out a series of complex control equations on the spot: "Based on Kalman filtering prediction compensation, vibrations can be predicted 0.5 seconds in advance, achieving complete cancellation."

Academician Zhang was overjoyed and left in a hurry.

Next up are the protection group, the transmission group, the fire control group...

Every day, dozens of real-world problems come to Lin Feng: materials not reaching theoretical strength, insufficient processing precision, mutual interference after system integration, reliability verification under extreme environments...

Each problem could potentially stall a project for months.

But Lin Feng always manages to provide a solution.

Sometimes it's a revised drawing, sometimes it's an optimized piece of code, and sometimes it's just adjusting the order of the process flow. His brain seems to be connected to an infinite knowledge base, and no matter how tricky the problem is, he can find a solution within three minutes.

Three months, ninety days.

In the workshop of the Xuanwu base, the skeleton of the tank gradually took shape.

"It's probably coming out." Lin Feng said softly as he stood in front of the assembly platform.

Forty-seven experts stood around, watching the war machine gradually take shape, their eyes filled with complex emotions—awe, excitement, pride, and a hint of fear.

They created it with their own hands and know its power better than anyone else.

The next five months will be the precision final assembly phase.

The nation's top technical team was mobilized to the Xuanwu base. Among them were level eight fitters who could hand-polish to mirror-like precision, micro-carving masters who could engrave patterns on a strand of hair, and core technicians who had debugged aircraft carrier reactors.

Each part undergoes seventy-two processes in a cleanroom.

The acceleration track of the electromagnetic railgun is precisely arranged by 360 superconducting coils, with a spacing error of no more than one-hundredth of a millimeter. During assembly, workers wear special dust-proof suits and operate under a microscope. After each coil is fixed, it is checked three times with a laser interferometer.

……

Lin Feng only sleeps four hours a day.

He shuttled between workshops, reviewing every assembly report and solving every assembly problem. Sometimes, he would return to his dormitory late at night, only to be woken up by an urgent phone call—the test data for a critical component had become abnormal.

But he never complained.

Because everyone is working just as hard as him.

The eighth month, the last day.

Two o'clock in the morning, in the final assembly workshop.

The last special screw was tightened, the last data cable was connected to the interface, and the last system self-test passed.

All the technicians, engineers, and experts stood quietly around the assembly stand.

Under the lights, the tank finally revealed its full form.

It is twelve meters long, four and a half meters wide, and three and a half meters high. Its streamlined body resembles a crouching behemoth, and its silver-gray armor gleams with a cold, hard metallic luster under the lights. The electromagnetic cannon barrel points diagonally forward, like a knight's lance; the sensor array on the surface of the vehicle is as dense as compound eyes; and at the rear, the fusion reactor's heat dissipation vents faintly emit a pale blue ion flow.

It stood there quietly, silent, yet exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.

"Xuanwu-1, final assembly complete." The chief engineer's voice rang out over the loudspeaker, trembling uncontrollably.

In the workshop, many people instinctively covered their mouths.

Some elderly experts with gray hair couldn't help but shed tears.

Academician Zhang walked forward shakily and reached out to touch the tank's cold armor. The old man's rough palms traced the intricate seams, the smooth surface of the electromagnetic gun barrel, and finally stopped at the Chinese military emblem on the front of the vehicle.

"I've spent my whole life building tanks..." His voice choked up. "From the Type 59 to the Type 99A, I thought that was the limit. Only today did I realize... that tanks can be like this."

With tears welling up in his eyes, Wang Zhenhua patted his old comrade on the shoulder: "Old Zhang, we...we really built it."

"Let's test it." Lin Feng's voice broke the silence. "Let it move, let it fire, let it prove that our eight months of hard work have not been in vain."

The test command has been issued.

Xuanwu-1 was slowly towed out of the final assembly workshop and headed towards the comprehensive test site deep within the base.

It boasts the world's most advanced tank testing facilities: a five-kilometer-long high-speed track that can simulate twenty complex terrains from deserts to swamps, and a specially built live-fire range with targets as far as 200 kilometers away.

The first item is the mobility test.

The driver was Li Zhan, a tank king selected from across the army. This 38-year-old veteran had driven all types of tanks in China, but his hands still trembled slightly when he sat in the driver's cab of the Xuanwu-1.

"Xuanwu One, ready." His voice came through the communication channel.

"Begin." Lin Feng stood in the command tower and calmly gave the order.

The tank starts.

There was no roar of a traditional diesel engine, only the deep hum of a fusion reactor, like the heartbeat of a behemoth. Six pairs of road wheels turned simultaneously, and the vehicle shot forward like an arrow released from a bow.

The speedometer needle swung wildly to the right: 50 km/h, 100, 150, 200...

The final speed was 280 km/h.

This is more than twice the maximum speed of a main battle tank.

"We conquered all terrain obstacles!" Li Zhan reported excitedly. "Swamps, sand, steep slopes, trenches...it was like walking on flat ground! The active suspension system is amazing; I could barely feel any bumps!"

The second item is the protection test.

At the other end of the test range, three of the latest Type 99A tanks opened fire simultaneously. Armor-piercing rounds, high-explosive anti-tank rounds, and high-explosive fragmentation rounds—all existing types of anti-tank ammunition—were fired at the Xuanwu-1 from different angles.

But a miracle happened.

When the warhead was still ten meters away from the vehicle, a dazzling blue arc of electricity suddenly erupted from the vehicle's surface. The electromagnetic field spread out like an invisible shield, forcibly deflecting the metal jet and prematurely detonating the shaped charge.

After a salvo, only a few shallow scratches remained on the armor of Xuanwu-1.

"Active electromagnetic armor, 100% interception success rate!" the experts in the protection team cheered.

The third item is the firepower test.

This is the main event.

五十公里外的靶场上，十辆退役坦克被布置成防御阵型。它们代表了当今世界最先进的装甲力量——M1A2、豹2A7、T-14，以及华夏自己的99A。

"Xuanwu No. 1, target locked," Lin Feng ordered.

"Target locked." The fire control system's electronic voice was calm and composed.

"Fire."

The electromagnetic gun barrel glowed with a ghostly blue light, a sign that the superconducting coils were charging. 0.3 seconds later, a streak of light, almost invisible to the naked eye, shot out from the muzzle.

There was no deafening roar of cannons, only the shrieking sound of air being torn apart.

Fifty kilometers, the projectile's flight time is less than twenty seconds.

On the large screen in the command tower, real-time satellite footage showed: the turret of the first M1A2 was completely blown off, and the hull was torn open like a can; the second Leopard 2A7 was penetrated, and fireballs from the ammunition explosion shot into the sky; the third, the fourth...

Ten tanks, ten shots, ten destructions.

Average interval: three seconds.

This means that a single Xuanwu-1 tank can destroy an armored company in thirty seconds.

And this was done to slow down the firing rate for testing purposes—theoretically, the maximum firing rate of an electromagnetic railgun is sixty rounds per minute.

The testing ground fell into dead silence.

Everyone was so shocked by the terrifying power that they were speechless.

After a long silence, Li Zhan's voice came through the communication channel, trembling noticeably: "Chief Engineer Lin... this... this is no longer a tank. This is... a land battleship."

Lin Feng looked at the burning steel wreckage on the screen and slowly exhaled.

"Test complete," he announced. "All metrics have reached design values."

The moment the words were spoken, cheers erupted in the control tower, a reaction that had been suppressed for eight months.

Some people embraced and wept, some knelt and prayed, and some bowed deeply to the Xuanwu-1 on the screen.

"Notify the highest levels," Lin Feng said to the liaison officer sent by Elder Chen. "Xuanwu-1 has successfully completed the test. The future of the Chinese Army... has arrived."

The liaison officer gave a standard military salute and turned to leave.

Lin Feng stood alone in front of the command tower window, looking at the tank that changed history.

A more distant vision was already forming in his mind—

When Xuanwu reached its full scale, when Fuxi filled the sky, when Kuafu covered the blue planet, when Nuwa lit up the city...

At that time, this ancient Eastern country will truly possess the absolute power to safeguard peace.