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

With the guidance of a group of enthusiastic netizens, Zhou Yunxiao checked the maiden flight plan of Dongfeng-1 several times.

They were afraid of making even the slightest mistake.

After all, in the original timeline, it would have been delayed until the end of the year, waiting for liquid oxygen to be brought in from Siberia before it could be launched.

Now, due to its own reasons, the special liquid oxygen with 99.5% purity has been developed ahead of schedule, which has also accelerated the progress of Dongfeng-1.

Whether it can be successful on the first try, just like before, remains to be seen.

Furthermore, through the barrage comments in the transdimensional live stream, Zhou Yunxiao also realized that this seemed to be the Eastern Kingdom in a parallel universe.

After searching for information, netizens discovered that in their timeline, the maiden flight of Dongfeng-1 was still at the end of 1960.

This Eastern Kingdom has no connection with the Eastern Kingdom in the live broadcast room, and there is no "grandfather paradox" between them!

This also relieved Zhou Yunxiao.

He also worried that arbitrarily changing the timeline might cause the 2026 time-travel livestream to disappear, which would be a great pity.

……

May 18th.

After multiple discussions between the technical and surveying teams of the First Division, Ye Ling reported the matter up the chain of command and confirmed that it would take place two days later at Camp No. 1 of the Dongfeng Base.

There is a four-hour launch window with calm weather, from 10:00 AM to 2:00 PM.

The likelihood of thunderstorms is extremely low.

Therefore, the higher authorities approved the Dongfeng-5 missile to be manufactured on May 20th!

Two days later, Zhou Yunxiao excitedly got out of bed early in the morning.

He deliberately rummaged through the tin cabinet and pulled out a faded dark blue Zhongshan suit, then took out a pair of almost brand-new liberation shoes, picked them up with both hands and shook them to clean the mud off the soles.

Just then, my roommate Jiang Weimin returned from outside, carrying a glass bottle filled with hot water, which was scalding hot and made him wince.

Zhou Yunxiao glanced at the work clothes the other person had spread out on the bed and smiled: "Great idea! I was just thinking of ironing my clothes too."

Jiang Weimin said, "There's porridge on the table. Sit down and eat first, and I'll iron it for you later."

In those days, irons were a rarity. People usually used a bottle filled with boiling water to flatten the wrinkles when ironing clothes.

Zhou Yunxiao didn't stand on ceremony. He washed his face and sat down, joking as he drank his porridge:

"I'm usually too lazy to do laundry even once a week, why are you so vain today?"

Jiang Weimin said smugly, "Today is a big day. Our First Company of the First Division is the spearhead company, and we'll be personally operating the missile launch. With so many leaders and comrades watching, we have to dress smartly!"

Zhou Yunxiao nodded, "Keep it up, make sure everything goes perfectly."

"Absolutely no mistakes can be made!"

After finishing his porridge, Zhou Yunxiao changed into his navy blue Zhongshan suit and liberation shoes, then put a Hero brand fountain pen into his left breast pocket and pinned his work ID to it.

He looked at himself in the half-broken mirror pasted on the wall. His already tall figure appeared even more dashing in the Zhongshan suit.

Jiang Weimin clicked his tongue and suddenly sighed.

Zhou Yunxiao hooked his arm around his roommate's shoulder and led him outside to the checkpoint to catch a Liberation truck. He asked curiously, "Why are you sighing again? Something's on your mind?"

The two climbed onto the back of the Liberation truck, and Jiang Weimin sighed and said:

"You don't know, our Captain Mu is a two-faced person. He is serious and meticulous at work, but humorous and lively in private. He has to meddle in all sorts of trivial matters, and even worry about the life-long happiness of the team members."

Zhou Yunxiao responded with an "Oh," and said, "I wasn't worried about you, so you're sighing?"

"fart!"

Jiang Weimin laughed and punched him lightly. "Just a couple of days ago, Captain Mu wanted to introduce a young man in our team to a girl from the surveying team. I think she's from Jingzhou. Our launch team are all roughnecks, some of them just came from the battlefield, so we don't know how to charm girls."

So when the girl met him, she said she wasn't interested after only a few words. She also said there was a handsome guy in their building who always acted very melancholic and profound, often staring blankly at his drawing board, and never participated in the evening group activities. He had all the girls in the surveying team completely smitten…”

Zhou Yunxiao touched his nose. "You're not talking about me, are you?"

Jiang Weimin looked at him with a knowing look on his face, then sighed, "Your outfit today has probably completely shattered the dreams of all the guys in our launch team to find a partner."

Zhou Yunxiao felt wronged. He wasn't pretending to be profound at all; he was actually urging the viewers in the live stream to give him ideas for the blueprints.

He sighed, "I don't know why this is happening. I've always thought I'm just average-looking."

"Comrade Yunxiao... how come I never noticed before that you had this pretentious habit?"

Zhou Yunxiao: "..."

He said innocently, "I actually want to fit in, but after I won more than ten hands in a row while playing cards with my comrades, they kicked me out of the card game club."

"You're getting cocky now, aren't you? Being handsome is one thing, but you're also incredibly good at cards. You outsmart four people at the table; do you even give the others a chance?"

Zhou Yunxiao was even more wronged. It wasn't that he was good at counting cards; it was just that the viewers in the live stream were too "enthusiastic."

……

After a bumpy ride, we finally arrived at the outpost of Garrison No. 1.

When Zhou Yunxiao jumped out of the truck bed, the sight before him left him speechless.

The road was decorated with lanterns and colorful flags, and one after another, large Jiefang trucks were bringing people to this side.

The female members of the cultural troupe, lightly made up, stood on both sides with gongs, drums, and suonas, holding banners and eagerly anticipating the performance.

[We are determined to successfully complete the Dongfeng-1 launch test mission!]

[Serious and meticulous, thorough and careful, reliable and foolproof!]

[Welcome to our superiors for their on-site guidance!]

Zhou Yunxiao found his comrades from the technical team in the crowd, squeezed over to stand next to Xiao Su, and exclaimed in amazement:

Wow, today is really lively.

Xiao Su washed her hair early in the morning, and before it was even dry, her hair, fluttering in the wind, carried a faint scent of soap.

She glanced furtively at her teammates, then immediately turned back: "Yeah, lots of high-ranking officials are coming today, it'll be even more lively than Chinese New Year..."

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, suddenly, a great commotion of gongs and drums erupted from the outpost, and Zhou Yunxiao's spirits lifted.

coming!

Clang—clang—clang!

The military band, the drum troupe, and a group of young and beautiful women applauded and cheered enthusiastically.

Chen Zhizhong, director of the Science and Technology Commission, Ping Huanzhang, deputy director, and more than 20 leaders from various units including the General Logistics Department, communications, and engineering entered the No. 1 garrison, accompanied by Ye Ling and Political Commissar Sun.

Zhou Yunxiao stood on tiptoe and glanced behind the leaders. There was a figure he had been longing for, waving to everyone with a beaming smile.

[Warning: High alert! Everyone stop sending entertaining comments, stand up! Adjust your attire!!!]

That iconic hairline and gentle smile... it really is Dean Qian!

Holy crap, this is giving me the creeps, guys!

Do you even know what the true value of "Engineering Cybernetics" is? (Leans back in tactical fashion)...

[Answerer, please shout it out loud: Dean Qian! Our space station is complete, Chang'e has gone to the far side of the moon, and Tianwen-1 has arrived on Mars!]

However, there were just too many people at the scene, and they were all too enthusiastic. Even though Zhou Yunxiao's voice was hoarse from shouting, it was still drowned out by the sea of ​​people.

But he was already content.

8:15.

The tractor carrying the Dongfeng-1 missile, towed by a crudely modified tractor, slowly drove into the launch site at Base 1.

The surrounding hilltops were crowded with onlookers.

After the tractor and carrier came to a stop, the transfer personnel of the First Launch Brigade immediately lined up and assembled.

After standing at ease and attention, Captain Mu ran to the viewing platform not far away to report:

"Director Chen, Deputy Chief of Staff Ping, Ye Ling, the Dongfeng-1 missile has been safely transported to Launch Site No. 1 for erection. Please provide instructions! Commander Mu Chunsheng, First Division Launch Battalion!"

Director Chen Zhizhong instructed: "Execute according to the established launch plan. Pay attention to safety, operate accurately, and ensure absolute success!"

"yes!"