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

Soon, a group of Soviet experts entered the office building.

On the left, several leaders and heads of various branches of the Dongfeng Base were sitting on a row of sofas.

The sofa on the right is occupied by members of the Soviet expert group.

As the meeting began, Xiao Wang from the laboratory stood at the front, holding the "Domestic Liquid Oxidation Test Report," and began his report in a serious manner.

After reading out all the test results, Xiao Wang continued:

"Comrades, according to the test results, all indicators of the liquid oxygen produced in this batch are qualified, and it can be used to refuel the 'Dongfeng-1' missile!"

In the Soviet experts' section, several old Russians leaned back on the sofa, looking nonchalant and seemingly not paying any attention.

Ye Ling glanced at them and sneered inwardly.

He picked up his teacup, took a sip of water, leaned back on the sofa, and looked at the expert in the center, saying:

"Comrade Vadim Shelepin, we have reported the test results for the liquid oxygen. The test range is now preparing to refuel it. Would you like to hear the expert group's opinion?"

Xie Lieping reluctantly took the lab report, casually flipped through it for a while, and slowly said:

"Ye Ling, the agreement signed between the Soviet Union and Dongfeng Base clearly states that Soviet experts must be present for any test."

"Did I approve your domestically produced liquid oxidation test this time? Therefore, I believe this test report is invalid!"

After saying that, he crossed his legs and took out a cigarette, smoking it with a smug look on his face.

Zhou Yunxiao translated the Soviet man's words word by word, his teeth grinding together.

Although he had only been in this world for a short time, he was still furious at such an arrogant attitude in negotiations.

Unexpectedly, Ye Ling said confidently, "Comrade Xie Lieping, Soviet experts are involved in this liquid oxidation test."

As soon as he finished speaking, a young face stood up from the Soviet experts' section opposite him.

Zhou Yunxiao learned from the original owner's memories that this person was named Su Weiluo, and was one of the few young people among these experts who possessed a strong sense of justice.

When Xie Liepin saw Suweiro stand up, he stood there stunned for a full minute before bursting into a rage and saying:

"Suviro! How dare you act without my permission! I have repeatedly emphasized that any experiment must be approved by me!"

He glared at his turquoise eyes, his gaze fixed fiercely on his 'rebellious' subordinate. "You're a Soviet soldier! How dare you disregard the collective interest and act without authorization! This is betrayal, and I will punish you severely!"

Suvero also retorted loudly:

"Dongguo clearly produced domestically made liquid oxygen with a concentration of 98%, but you nitpicked and insisted it was substandard, unilaterally raising the standard to 99% and forcing Dongguo to purchase it from the Soviet Union at a high price!"

"As a result, the first batch of liquid oxygen was supposed to be transported to Manzhouli at the beginning of the year, but due to constant winds and rain along the way, it's been delayed until May now!"

"Last week, you didn't even bother to make up an excuse. You just told Ye Ling that there was an unforeseen accident at the Siberian liquid oxygen plant, and the delivery would be delayed until the end of the year, making the Dongfeng base wait for several more months..."

"Comrade Xie Lieping, in my view, your actions are betrayal. You have betrayed the Bolsheviks, betrayed the bilateral cooperation agreement, and failed the trust placed in you by the comrades at the Dongfeng Base!"

Vadim Shelepin was so angered by the rebuke that he almost choked on his breath. He pointed at Suvero and shouted:

"You bastard, get out of here! I'm going to lock you up for ten days!"

Two KGB agents in the Soviet expert section immediately stood up and dragged Suvero out.

After translating the words "solitary confinement," Zhou Yunxiao stood still and clenched his fists.

Ye Ling and Political Commissar Sun, among others, instinctively wanted to stand up and mediate, but ultimately it was someone else's family matter, and they were helpless.

[Holy crap, this old Soviet idiot is making my blood pressure soar! I'm on fire right now, does anyone from Jiaodong want to help me get his number? I'm going to teach him a lesson he won't forget!]

[Damn, unilaterally tearing up the agreement and making excuses are clearly an attempt to delay the launch of Dongfeng-1. This is blatant thuggish behavior!]

[Everyone stand up! Comrade Suvero is the true Bolshevik, the true internationalist fighter!]

[When I read history books before, the phrases "withdrawing experts and tearing up blueprints" were just a few light words. But seeing this scene in the live broadcast today, I truly felt the humiliation my ancestors felt...]

[Answer, quickly shout: "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, never underestimate a young man's potential!" That would scare Xie Lieping to death!]

Zhou Yunxiao looked at the angry netizens in the live broadcast room and shrugged helplessly.

Only then did Xie Lieping turn around, forcing a smile onto his face, which was contorted with anger.

"I apologize, Ye Ling. Due to internal issues within our expert group, the negotiation agenda has been disrupted. Let's continue now."

Ye Ling calmly said, "Comrade Xie Lieping, our attitude is very clear: since domestically produced liquid oxygen meets the standards, we will use our own liquid oxygen for fueling and launch!"

"No, no, no, Ye Ling, I must tell you this very seriously: missile launches are not child's play; there can be absolutely no carelessness or negligence. The Soviet Union has learned countless lessons from this, lessons that have resulted in death!"

Ye Ling nodded and said, "Thank you for reminding us. We will definitely pay more attention."

"Don't you understand yet? I already said that missile fuel is no joke, and the production requirements for liquid oxygen are very strict. And your country's liquid oxygen is produced using equipment from a fertilizer plant. Anyone with a brain knows that this kind of liquid oxygen cannot be used for launch."

Upon hearing this, Captain Mu of the First Division shouted, "What kind of bullshit logic is this! It doesn't matter where the liquid oxygen comes from; as long as it passes the tests, it's usable. That's basic common sense!"

Shelepin, however, said with a forced smile, "Captain Mu, please calm down. There's a proverb in our Soviet Union: 'A cow can't give birth to a horse, and a horse can't give birth to a sheep.'"

Zhou Yunxiao's expression changed after hearing this.

As expected, after hearing the translation, Captain Mu immediately flew into a rage, slammed his fist on the table, and even the teacups on the table nearly jumped.

"Stop making veiled accusations! You're clearly abusing your power and bullying people! I'm going to write to the Supreme Soviet to complain about your behavior!"

This gave Xie Lieping an excuse. He chuckled maliciously and said:

"Ye Ling, as you can see, in this atmosphere, I'm afraid we can't continue negotiating. How about we reschedule for another day?"

Another day, another day, another day.

Ye Ling was also seething with anger.

The fueling and launch of Dongfeng-1 has been delayed again and again. If it continues to be delayed, it will delay the progress of Project 596. How can we explain this to our superiors and to the comrades who have selflessly supported the base?

He abandoned his usual politeness and, not to be outdone, said to the Russian:

"Comrade Shelepin, you only emphasize the source of liquid oxygen, why don't you face up to the test results? You are the head of the Soviet expert group, and missile launches are not about raising cattle and horses, but about science!"

"Besides, we also have an old saying: 'It doesn't matter if a cat is black or white, as long as it catches mice, it's a good cat!'"

Xie Lieping was speechless after being rebuked, but his eyes quickly darted around, and he said provocatively:

"Alright, I now demand that the liquid oxygen concentration added to Dongfeng No. 1 strictly adhere to the standard of 99.5%. The concentration on your test report is 99%, which does not meet the standard, so I do not agree to its use!"

"What? Why have you raised the standards again!"

Even the usually good-tempered Political Commissar Sun widened his eyes in surprise.

As for the expressions of the others, needless to say, if it weren't for the need to maintain appearances, they probably would have rolled up their sleeves and given them a good beating.

【What the heck? 99.5%? Why don't you just demand 100% pure Nine-Turn Golden Elixir from that stinking Soviet old man!】

[Answerer, go and confront him directly! The thrust chamber design of the Dongfeng-1 engine isn't that delicate at all! Using 99% pure liquid oxygen to burn alcohol results in less than a 1% thrust loss. This old man is just nitpicking!]

[My blood pressure has already soared to 250! That guy was right, does anyone from Jiaodong want to borrow my account? I want to go down the internet cable and beat him up!]

Seeing Ye Ling clench and unclench her fists was truly heartbreaking. It shows how much hardship the older generation endured for Project 596.

[Answer, tell the commander loudly: We don't need to beg the Soviets! Even if they withdraw all their experts and tear up all their blueprints, we can still build the "Two Bombs, One Satellite"! In the future, we'll have the Dongfeng-5C with global reach, and nuclear-powered aircraft carriers!]

Where's the top donor? Could you please send the streamer a "liquid oxygen purification process blueprint"? I need it urgently!