Traveling Back to the 1960s: The Entire Internet Teaches Me How to Build Missiles

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at each other and then fell silent.

Political Commissar Sun nodded in agreement from the shadows, thinking to himself that this kid had the makings of a political instructor.

Zhou Yunxiao continued:

"Although the axe is useless, the other things we bought are useful. Telemetry equipment, fire trucks—even if they're ten or a hundred times hand-me-downs, they're still good stuff! Why? Because we can't make them ourselves!"

"But if we don't buy their axes, they won't sell these things to us."

"Mozi said, 'When weighing two benefits, choose the greater one; when weighing two harms, choose the lesser one.' Therefore, leaders can only accept these conditions and turn a blind eye to them."

The people around him grew increasingly silent.

"Some people might say, 'We didn't have arsenals, engineers, or machine tools before, but we still managed to make bullets, grenades, landmines, and artillery shells, didn't we? As long as you're willing to work hard, there's nothing you can't do. Why should we beg others?'"

Zhou Yunxiao continued to calm everyone down, saying, "Because missiles aren't ordinary grenades or artillery shells; they're weapons where 'one missile for a thousand men, one rifle for ten thousand men'! And we have too few people who understand missiles. If you don't understand, you have to humbly learn. You won't learn anything real by acting impulsively!"

"Well said!"

At this moment, Political Commissar Sun, who had been at the back of the crowd, finally spoke up.

The crowd spontaneously parted to make way, everyone with their heads down.

Political Commissar Sun first nodded approvingly to Zhou Yunxiao, then said:

"Comrade Xiao Zhou is right. If you want to learn someone else's skills, you have to be patient! When I was studying at a private school, the old teacher who taught me always liked to hit the students' palms with a ruler."

"Some students got so angry that they discussed putting a sack over the teacher's head and beating him up. But then they thought, if the teacher got angry and left, they wouldn't learn anything. As students, we have to learn to endure!"

"As the saying goes, 'Heaven will entrust great responsibilities to those who are destined for them, and will first test their resolve.' Even a figure like Emperor Taizong of Tang, Li Shimin, once made a vow with the Turks by sacrificing a white horse and signed the humiliating Treaty of the Wei River. Who knows what happened afterward?"

Zhou Yunxiao immediately replied, "Three years later, Li Shimin dispatched Li Jing and Li Ji with an army of 100,000 to conquer the Turks and capture the Khaganate of the Eastern Turks alive!"

"That's right!" Political Commissar Sun looked at everyone, "Even Li Shimin could tolerate it, and you can't even bear this little grievance?"

Everyone lowered their heads in shame.

Then, Political Commissar Sun's attitude softened.

"To be honest, I don't really enjoy putting on a brave face and providing enthusiastic service to these Sultan experts all day long. But while venting my anger might feel good, will I actually learn the knowledge we need?"

"We don't know any of their missile technology, satellite technology, or launch vehicle technology. We finally managed to secure a cooperation agreement so we can go and learn. Our only request is that you suffer a bit. What can you do about it?"

"To put it bluntly, these are the prices we have to pay for being born into this era. If we don't bow our heads, our sons and grandsons will."

"Since our generation is already covered in blood and mud, let's just admit defeat!"

At this point, Jiang Weimin raised his head and said:

"Commander... please stop. We know we were wrong. We will definitely serve you with enthusiasm from now on, following instructions we understand and instructions we don't understand. In short, everything we do is to learn from Brother Sultan. As long as they are willing to teach us, that's enough!"

The others also expressed their opinions positively, completely losing their previous complaints.

Political Commissar Sun encouraged everyone, saying:

"Comrades, please persevere! One day we will be able to launch our own missiles, rockets, and satellites, catch up with them, surpass them, and even overwhelm their technology. Let them see how powerful we Dongguo people are! Just watch, our good days are coming soon!"

After Zhou Yunxiao and Political Commissar Sun's remarks, some comrades who had been demoralized and slacking off were greatly encouraged and re-examined the importance of learning from the Surinamese experts.

Everyone expressed their determination to learn from the respected comrades Goujian and Li Shimin, vowing not to return until Loulan was conquered!

Afterwards, Political Commissar Sun called Zhou Yunxiao out alone.

Before leaving the guesthouse, Political Commissar Sun seemed to have greeted the "Big White Goose" comrade from Sulian.

However, the movement was very small, and the other party only nodded slightly. If Zhou Yunxiao hadn't been so close, he probably wouldn't have noticed this small gesture.

A GAZ-69 special vehicle for high-ranking officials was parked in front of the guesthouse. After Political Commissar Sun got into the passenger seat, Zhou Yunxiao also got in from the back.

Turning his head, he saw Captain Mu grinning at him from the driver's seat.

Before Zhou Yunxiao could ask, Political Commissar Sun spoke up:

"Tonight, Ye Ling personally got Shelepin and Popovkin completely drunk. The security at the data room will likely be lax, making it the perfect time to strike!"

Zhou Yunxiao asked, "Does Comrade Su Weiluo have the key to the archives, or shall we pick the lock ourselves?"

Political Commissar Sun shook his head. "Suviro can't access the key... The key is with Lyudmila, the head of the data storage group..."

At this point, he opened his palm, revealing a gleaming silver key lying there quietly.

Zhou Yunxiao was extremely surprised. Thinking of Lyudmila's icy face, he immediately imagined a bunch of spy movie scenes involving stealing keys.

For example, deliberately knocking over a target, or intentionally getting your coat dirty.

As a result, Political Commissar Sun said, "Lyudmila is also a member of the Steel Clique. Like Suvero, she is 'pro-Eastern,' so she voluntarily handed over the key to us for a copy."

It turns out it wasn't a spy thriller.

Zhou Yunxiao was slightly disappointed, but then heard Political Commissar Sun give him some instructions:

"Sullian brought a lot of classified information. To make it easier for us to translate, Comrade Suvero would put a batch of new documents on the shelf in the northeast corner of the archives every day before leaving get off work."

"Leave the task of retrieving the materials to Comrade Mu. As for translating the materials, you take the lead, Xiao Zhou. Regarding the three newly transferred translators, although they understand Russian, their translation accuracy in technical details might not be as good as yours, and their efficiency might be a bit lower. You'll need to share some of the workload..."

Zhou Yunxiao nodded, "I guarantee to complete the translation task accurately and without missing a single word!"

Commissar Sun grunted in agreement, then sent the two men off the bus to "carry out their mission."

Mu Chunsheng led Zhou Yunxiao away from the guesthouse at a jog, and soon tiptoed to the vicinity of the expert building specially built for Sulian.

This is a three-story building with beige walls, and its design is similar to the later Hru XF building.

For safety reasons, Xie Liepin, that old fox, deliberately set up the most confidential archives at the end of the corridor on the third floor.

The two crouched behind a tree. Zhou Yunxiao watched for a while, then nervously said, "This is the first time in my life I've done something like this—stealing chickens and dogs. It's kind of exciting..."

Captain Mu smacked him on the forehead. "Pah, pah, pah! How can this be called stealing? This is called 'cultural exchange,' you know? Knowledge knows no borders. Besides, Suriname still owes us several sets of radar measuring equipment, five 1059 missiles, and dozens of tons of liquid oxygen. Consider this interest!"

"That makes sense!" Zhou Yunxiao gave a thumbs up. "But, is it alright if you steal information? Don't get caught red-handed. If you do, you'd better insist it was just a personal act, don't tarnish Ye Ling's reputation..."

"Screw you, just you wait!"

Captain Mu adjusted his military cap. "I was a special operations company commander before, so I haven't wasted my skills. The small Sulian expert building is a piece of cake!"

Under Zhou Yunxiao's admiring gaze, Captain Mu took advantage of the darkness to sneak up to the base of the expert building.

He spat into each of his palms, rubbed his hands together, and then, using his rubber-soled shoes as leverage, he leaped up onto a windowsill.

Mu Chunsheng raised an eyebrow triumphantly at Zhou Yunxiao in the distance.

He used this very skill to scale the barbed wire fence of the 1st Marine Division at Chosin Reservoir back then.

He moved with the agility of a swallow, grabbing a drainpipe on the outside of the wall and climbing up the wall as nimbly as a monkey, using both hands and feet.

Zhou Yunxiao's eyes lit up as he watched, and he couldn't help but admire the viewers in the live stream, saying:

"Look at him, Captain Mu's skills are as good as ever!"

The next second, with a creak, a crisp tearing sound suddenly rang out from the cast iron drainpipe of the expert building.