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

There are only a dozen days left until the UN General Assembly in October.

However, since the last U-2 reconnaissance aircraft was scared away by the J-5, the Peshawar base has been quiet for a long time.

The Science and Technology Commission instructed that a U-2 be shot down before the UN General Assembly concluded as a pledge of allegiance, so that the Big Brother would give the United States a good lesson. But now the enemy has voluntarily become a coward.

Captain Shi kept gazing longingly westward, Instructor Tian was extremely anxious, and Ye Ling would call from headquarters every now and then to inquire about the situation.

Seeing this, Zhou Yunxiao offered a suggestion, saying that one of the Thirty-Six Stratagems is called "beating the grass to startle the snake"—

Since the enemy doesn't dare to come, let's play a little trick to lure them out!

Tian Fulin and Captain Shi immediately surrounded him and asked him how exactly he lured the snake.

Zhou Yunxiao then boldly proposed his own method, which, simply put, was to make the CIA believe that there was still "profit to be made" here.

It should be noted that in order to investigate Project 596, the CIA and the Island Intelligence Bureau airdropped a large number of agents to infiltrate and do everything possible to gather intelligence about the base.

Since the Badan Desert has become a key area of ​​focus for the enemy, any slight movement will be immediately reported.

In order to find out the truth, the U-2 reconnaissance plane will definitely fly over to take a look.

Upon hearing this, Ye Ling felt that this little trick was worth trying, so he reported it to Director Chen.

The next day, Wu Dongquan of the Jincheng Garrison Command was ordered to participate in the exercise.

In the morning, a squadron of light bombers landed at Dingxin Airport, and in the afternoon, another heavy bomber was dispatched to land.

The whole thing was done in a grand and undisguised manner, with no attempt to conceal anything.

……

That morning, Zhou Yunxiao got up and looked at the gloomy sky, feeling a sense of foreboding.

The entire sky was shrouded in rolling dark clouds, and muffled thunder could be heard from afar from time to time.

He prayed that the U-2 spy planes wouldn't fly over at this time.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned; what you feared most often came to pass.

Soon, a report came from Jincheng.

"An enemy high-altitude reconnaissance aircraft, suspected to be a U-2, was spotted in the Hotan region. It crossed the border from the southwest at 8:03 AM and is expected to reach the area in four hours!"

"Order all relevant units along the route to immediately switch to Level 1 alert, and to camouflage and conceal all classified equipment..."

The entire base immediately sprang into action.

Upon hearing the announcement in the cafeteria, Zhou Yunxiao grabbed two half-eaten cornbread buns and rushed to the office building.

A GAZ-69 screeched to a halt in the open space in front of the building.

Xu Haifeng was driving. When he saw Zhou Yunxiao, he immediately waved.

Soldiers from the engineering and motor transport regiments frantically moved equipment, jostling shoulder to shoulder and nearly bumping into people. Zhou Yunxiao finally reached the vehicle and jumped inside.

"Sit tight, let's go!"

The GAZ-69 and the American medium-duty truck behind it drove out of Garage No. 17 one after the other.

Zhou Yunxiao munched on a cornbread bun himself, then handed him another one, saying, "Have you had breakfast yet? Take this to tide you over."

Xu Haifeng didn't stand on ceremony and started eating the cornbread.

Although the top-secret operation to shoot down the U-2 was a sure success, the location of the main base could not be exposed.

To be on the safe side, Instructor Tian and Captain Shi set up two temporary field positions, one at Aobao Mountain, 50 kilometers north of the No. 17 garrison, and the other at Xinxi Temple, 100 kilometers west.

Six Hongqi No. 1 standard-issue missiles were deployed, three of each type. The launchers were hidden on the back slope of the hill, covered with khaki camouflage netting, with only a small section of the antenna showing, making them perfectly concealed.

Li Difeng and Shen Weidong set off for Aobao Mountain to be in charge of the blind calculation of the three red chess pieces No. 1;

Zhou Yunxiao and Xu Haifeng were responsible for the remaining three red missiles at Xinxi Temple.

GAZ-69 sped across the Gobi Desert, and finally, large raindrops began to fall from the iron-gray sky.

Countless small potholes emitting white smoke immediately appeared on the road, and a muddy smell filled the air.

Dense raindrops fell on the glass like shooting stars. Looking out the window, everything was blurred, and all that could be seen were bare hills.

The two men ate their dry cornbread in silence as the jeep sped along the seemingly endless road.

The sky was so gloomy it seemed about to crash down, with flashes of lightning tearing through the leaden black firmament with a sharp, piercing sound after each dazzling flash.

After a long silence, Xu Haifeng finally spoke, his voice hoarse from choking:

"Comrade Zhou... do you think Hongqi-1 can be successfully launched in this weather?"

Zhou Yunxiao shook his head almost without hesitation. "At the height of the thunderstorm clouds, they pose no threat to the U-2 reconnaissance aircraft. But the Red Chess One is different; its vacuum tubes are easily damaged by the electromagnetic pulse of lightning. It's too outdated!"

Xu Haifeng sighed, "What do we do then... We've prepared for so long, are we just going to let the U-2 slip right under our noses again?"

"Actually... it's not necessarily completely hopeless. I have a way to try."

Zhou Yunxiao didn't seem very confident when he said this.

Xu Haifeng's eyes lit up. "You have a plan? Tell me quickly, how do you plan to get Red Chess Number One flying up?"

"Let's get to Xinxi Temple first. Whether my plan can be implemented depends on contacting the surveying team. We can't communicate in the car."

"Okay, then you'd better sit tight!"

Xu Haifeng floored the accelerator, and the GAZ-69 bounced half a meter high on the washboard road of the Gobi Desert.

……

Xinxi Temple was a temple worshipped by the local Ejin Banner people. However, after 100,000 troops entered the Gobi Desert, the area centered on the government offices was designated as a secret zone.

As a result, the herders were all moved away, and no one worshipped at the temple anymore, which gradually fell into ruin.

Although the ancient temple was dilapidated, compared to other parts of the Gobi Desert, there were still a few muddy, run-down houses here that were just habitable.

As soon as GAZ-69 braked and stopped in front of the Xinxi Temple, Xu Haifeng and Zhou Yunxiao rushed into the mud house and found the communications officer.

Because it was a temporary field position, telephone lines had not yet been laid, and communication with friendly forces hundreds of kilometers away could only be done by telegram.

As the telegraph machine started clicking away, Zhou Yunxiao received Aobaoshan's reply first.

The sky over there was also filled with dark clouds and raging winds, making visibility extremely poor.

Engineer Li and Technician Shen were also worried about whether the Hongqi-1 missile could be launched under such weather conditions.

However, it is obvious that the design flaws of the Red Chess No. 1 are too great. Let alone reaching an altitude of 20,000 meters to shoot down a U-2 reconnaissance aircraft, it is unknown whether it can even pass through thunderstorm clouds thousands of meters high.

Li and his colleagues were all filled with regret. They had finally waited for the enemy planes to walk right into their trap, but fate had played a cruel joke on them!

Captain Shi of the Third Battalion was also at Xinxi Temple. He had just set up the field telephone line and communication pole when he saw the jeep parked at the entrance and rushed in to ask:

"How's it going? Will the missile still be able to hit the target today?"

Xu Haifeng gestured for silence, and Zhou Yunxiao instructed the communications officer to quickly decipher the telegram sent by the surveying team.

He grabbed the note and quickly glanced through it. The meteorological station of the Fifth Division, which is the Navigation Area Measurement and Test Department, analyzed the surrounding weather by releasing weather balloons and concluded that it was a dry thunderstorm, which is common in the Gobi Desert in autumn. The thunder was loud, the rain was light, and there was more strong wind and dust.

After passing the note to Xu Haifeng, Zhou Yunxiao pondered for a while, then instructed the communications officer to send a telegram to the Fifth Division:

"Ask them which direction the strong convective thunderstorms are weaker, between the two temporary field positions at Aobaoshan and Xinximiao?"

In a telegram sent by the communications officer Didi, Xu Haifeng anxiously asked, "Comrade Zhou, what about the method you mentioned on the way?"

Zhou Yunxiao shushed him, "We'll know soon enough whether the method will work."

Captain Shi was also so anxious that he scratched his head, but he didn't dare to interrupt.

Here, no matter how high his rank was, he was just a common soldier following orders, and all his actions had to be dictated by the intellectuals.

Whether or not missiles can be launched, and how to launch them, are decisions that experts must make.

Soon, a short note announcing the completion of the translated telegram was handed to him, concise and to the point—

temple!