My girlfriend is from 1949

At this moment, a group of scholars, mostly between fifty and sixty years old and wearing glasses, gathered together.

They were focused on discussing something on a control panel, and every now and then, someone would bring out the instruction manual to refute their point.

Exclamations of surprise, doubts, and cautious reminders rose and fell.

When the discussion gets heated, it almost feels like they're about to come to blows.

The guards standing by stood tall and proud, as if they hadn't seen anything.

But the glances they exchanged suggested they were ready for something.

If these experts and scholars were to actually fight, we would immediately step in to separate them.

Chen Huai'an entered the row of rooms that had been opened up and scanned the room with his eyes.

Along the wall of the room, rows of simulators were lined up.

However, only the first emulator was turned on; the others were all turned off.

The one that was turned on was surrounded by five or six scholars, who were having a heated discussion.

"The experts have some doubts about the manipulation, which is why they specifically invited you here."

Zheng Changlin offered an explanation, then announced loudly, "Experts, I have invited Comrade Huai'an over."

Upon hearing the name Huai'an, everyone immediately stopped arguing.

They swarmed around as if they had seen a more fun toy.

"Comrade Huai'an, is foreign technology already that advanced?"

"The old man went to America ten years ago, but the technology wasn't as advanced then, was it?"

"Is this really a computer with such small controls?"

"..."

Immediately, a group of experts raised their questions.

Goodness, from which country were these advanced instruments imported?

Some people ask, how exactly do these machines work, and what are their operating principles?

The presence of a desktop computer in particular left them speechless with astonishment.

I simply don't believe that a computer can be made that small.

They are all carefully selected, highly knowledgeable professionals, and naturally have some understanding of computers.

Some had seen introductions in magazines, some had heard others mention them, and one scholar even saw a computer in the United States two years ago.

However, the size of a computer can only be described as enormous.

The enormous computer occupies an area of ​​150 square meters and weighs a staggering 30 tons.

From the outside, it looks like a house!

Moreover, the operation of a large number of vacuum tubes generates high heat, requiring a large space for heat dissipation and maintenance.

Therefore, the total area of ​​the room exceeds 170 square meters.

It consumes extremely high power, approximately 150 kilowatts when in operation, so it requires dedicated power supply facilities.

In the minds of these experts and scholars, a computer is a behemoth, a heavy machine.

Even with a truck, it would be difficult to move it.

But the desktop computer in front of us is only about the size of a drawer.

Moreover, once the casing is opened, the actual motherboard circuitry inside only occupies a very small portion of the space.

The computer case looks big, but it's mostly empty!

Moreover, an adult can carry it with one hand.

It's worlds apart from that computer in the US that's as big as a house.

If it weren't turned on, they wouldn't believe it was an advanced computer.

When I saw the data showing that the computing speed could reach trillions of calculations per second, I was so shocked that I stopped breathing.

In their minds, American computers are the most advanced in the world.

However, the calculation speed is only 5000 times per second.

Compared to the computer in front of me, it's not even in the same league.

Unfortunately, they didn't know that although this desktop computer was a high-end model with a host configuration costing as much as 20,000 yuan, it was still only a home-use model.

If people knew how powerful a national-level supercomputer is, they would probably be stunned for days.

At this moment, they were discussing the computer that was recording data, and the simulator next to it.

Although Chen Huai'an was a college student, his major was not related to his major, so he had no idea about so many professional issues.

Suddenly, my head felt like it was doubly overwhelmed.

Fortunately, the experts were also new to this field, and although the questions they asked were technical, they were still manageable to answer.

As for those questions that couldn't be answered, they could only ask Lin Wan to write them down in a notebook and then find someone to answer them when they got back.

With Chen Huai'an's explanation, the experts became more proficient in operating the simulator.

The leading expert was Shen Yueshan, who was over sixty years old, with gray hair and wearing thick glasses.

He confidently stated, "Director Zheng, we have mastered the operation of this simulator and can begin testing!"

Although I've only grasped the basics, it will take many years to fully master the technique.

However, there are no problems with its operation.

Zheng Changlin nodded and ordered, "Let's begin!"

Commander Jiang's expression turned serious, and he gave a wink.

Soon, one by one, young soldiers lined up and entered.

Zheng Changlin introduced in a low voice: "These are all carefully selected pilots trained for the flight unit."

They not only have good physical fitness, but also a strong cultural foundation.

Currently, Beiping is preparing to establish an air force, and these individuals will be the backbone of the new air force in the future!

They have all undergone rigorous confidentiality training and will not leak any secrets.

These fifty soldiers were the first batch of pilots trained for the Republic using modern technology.

Otherwise, it would be awkward to have the money to buy a plane but not have a pilot.

Moreover, the lack of training has led to many problems.

Now that we have simulators, soldiers no longer have to worry about wasting fuel.

Electricity is much cheaper than fuel.

Once sufficient anti-aircraft weapons are available, new large-scale generator sets can be installed, completely solving Shanghai's electricity problem.

The base, which will be a major power consumer in the future, no longer needs to worry about power shortages.

Fifty soldiers stood in neat rows, heads held high and eyes straight ahead, awaiting orders from their superiors.

Although he was looking up, he couldn't help but glance at the advanced instruments out of the corner of his eye.

When they arrived, they already knew they needed to train in a new way.

Everyone was filled with anticipation.

Commander Jiang was very satisfied with the soldiers' spirit and walked over.

He called out loudly, "Chen Yong, step forward!"

"Here!" a soldier responded and stepped forward.

Guided by an expert, I sat down on the simulator.

I fastened my seatbelt and put on a simulation helmet.

Shen Yueshan sat in front of the screen and began setting it up.

Although the movements were slow and clumsy, they were proceeding in an orderly manner.

When the start button is pressed, the emulator makes a slight sound.

On the huge screen, footage of the plane taking off was being played from the pilot's first-person perspective.

The simulator tilts upwards, aligning perfectly with the screen.

Chen Yong seemed to be experiencing the thrust of an airplane taking off, his body tensing up.

In the footage, the plane appears to have entered a stable state, and with the control stick, it swings slightly to the left.

However, on the first attempt, I used a bit too much force, and the entire simulation chamber tilted to one side.

Chen Yong was hanging almost headfirst inside the simulation chamber, frantically shouting, "What do I do? What do I do? Help me!"