Since Fu Yunchen returned to the imperial capital, he was called to the scientific research institute by two teachers from the Chinese Academy of Sciences.
For a whole week, he had room and board at the scientific research institute. After preparing all the work for the sixth mid-course interception ballistic missile experiment, he finally took the time to return to the Fu family today.
Mr. Fu felt happy when his son returned after a long absence, but his face looked very serious.
"What have you been busy with for the past few months since you went to Pingcheng? We won't call you, and you won't take the initiative to call us to greet us. Humph, I really don't know what I'm doing raising you."
"How are your knees?" Fu Yunchen ignored the old man's scolding and asked with concern.
The main purpose is to change the topic.
Mr. Fu stared at him with a somewhat arrogant expression.
"I can't die."
Mrs. Fu glanced at Mr. Fu.
"Speak carefully, why are you becoming more and more childish at this age?"
Mr. Fu frowned and winked at Mrs. Fu.
The look in his eyes indicated: Don’t forget that we are comrades in the united front. I am educating my son. Don’t mess around. At least give me some face.
Mrs. Fu saw the message from the old man's eyes, slowly picked up a cup of tea, opened the lid and sipped the tea slowly without talking.
Mr. Fu turned his head and looked at Fu Yunchen with satisfaction: "How's it going at the scientific research institute? As soon as I came back, I was called over by Mr. Luo and the others. They didn't even enter the house. I wanted to ask them, whose son you are."
Fu Yunchen sat opposite the old man, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for the old man.
He handed it to the old man with both hands respectfully: "It's ready. The sixth test will be conducted at the base tomorrow."
Mr. Fu's eyes lit up.
"The sixth time? Okay, very good. With this mid-stage interception ballistic missile, our country no longer has to worry about those grandchildren in Beizhou and Xizhou. Think about the sufferings our ancestors experienced a hundred years ago. Every time
When I think about it, I still feel indignant. If you fall behind, you will be beaten. If you fall behind, you will be bullied by dogs. In that era, we were bullied by those powerful bandits. They came to our country to burn, kill and loot. They committed all kinds of evil and intended to destroy the country and the species. This hatred
Our descendants must never forget this hatred. As long as our country becomes rich and powerful, those foreign thieves will never dare to invade again."
Fu Yunchen took a sip of tea: "The grudges of our ancestors must never be forgotten. After the mid-stage interceptor missile enters service, the next step is to start the development of interceptor missiles."
"The beginning? Can this kind of skill really be developed?" Mr. Fu looked stunned.
People who don't understand weapons may not understand it well.
The interceptor missile means that when the enemy's missile is fired at us, our interceptor missile can quickly capture the position of the opponent's missile, lock the target, and then launch the missile to intercept and detonate in the air.
Currently, only the Alliance Army in the world has this technology.
Because they collude with the lizard people of the Illuminati, the lizard people control their army and will naturally bring them advanced technology.
The mid-course interceptor ballistic missile is currently the most advanced interceptor missile in the world.
It is this kind of missile that Fu Yunchen developed. Once the experiment is successful and enters the service period, the world pattern will definitely change.
Now the technology for intercepting ballistic missiles mentioned by Fu Yunchen is even more advanced. The principle is that if the enemy launches a missile to attack our territory thousands of kilometers away, our satellite system will quickly capture the location of the opponent's missile launch and use supersonic speed.
The missile principle carries out low-altitude interception in the initial stage.
This means that just a few minutes after the opponent's missile is launched, our interceptor missile can directly intervene and block it in their low-altitude area.
This technology requires the missile to fly very fast, reaching a speed of three thousand kilometers in five minutes.
Currently, no hypersonic missile in the world has reached this level, and no scientist dares to boast that research on low-altitude interception of ballistic missiles is the next target.
Mr. Fu looked at his son with some doubts in his heart.
"Boy, don't be ridiculous. The interceptor ballistic missile has not yet been put into service, and you have come up with such a scary thing?"
Fu Yunchen blinked his long eyelashes slightly, his eyes calm and firm.
"When have you ever heard me say something big?"
Mr. Fu was silent, it really didn't happen.
This kid seems to have accomplished whatever he said he wanted to do since he was a kid.
But can low-altitude interception ballistic missiles really be successfully developed?
If it really succeeds, then China's road to rejuvenation will really start to get on the right track.
The more Mr. Fu thought about it, the more excited he became.
He took a sip of tea and calmed down.
"Let's not talk about this matter for now, what happened to you and the little girl from Yejia in Pingcheng?"
Fu Yunchen played with the teacup and said calmly: "It's just what you heard."
Mr. Fu raised his voice in one breath. Although he had heard about it from the old lady's mouth, hearing Lao Wu say it with his own ears still made his heart feel blocked.
What an injustice. There are hundreds of millions of people in China, but it happened to these two children.
"You should already know the relationship between us and the Ye family. There is a great risk for the two of you to be together, and you may even end up losing your life."
"I know."
"You know you're still with me?"
Fu Yunchen did not directly answer Mr. Fu's question.
"Nan Yi's medical skills are very good. I will bring her to the imperial capital in a while to see you."
"I have a doctor, so I don't need her. She is so young, how good can her medical skills be?"
Mrs. Fu interrupted at this time and said: "You said this wrong. Yun Chen almost died from the gunshot wound this time. It was the little girl who performed the surgery for him personally, and your old brother Bai Kangtai."
Her head ailments were also cured by her.
"She is so powerful?" Mr. Fu looked at Mrs. Fu suspiciously.
The old lady glanced at her son: "You will know when you meet him."
After what these two girls said, Mr. Fu suddenly became curious about Gu Nanyi.