Chapter 562 Everything is ready, all we need is the east wind (Part 1)
After all four modules are fully correlated and deduced.
Qian Wushi immediately put together the documents in his hand and began to organize deeper calculations.
after all.....
The principle design of a missile is one thing, but the derivation of specific parameters is another.
In terms of parameter calculation, another inhuman reinforcement must be introduced, that is...
computer.
And here we are.
The members of the liaison team who had previously only been able to act as spectators and help out, finally found a place to be useful:
They need to encrypt various parameters that require computers to complete, and then send them to the capital thousands of kilometers away.
True.
This approach is very troublesome, and the time it takes to encrypt and decrypt data will greatly affect computing efficiency.
Not an exaggeration.
With so many round-trip encryption and decryption times, the efficiency of the entire derivation process will be reduced by at least 50%, or even more.
But there is no way.
This is a time cost that must be paid.
Because it is different from the previous weather data.
The data collected by weather Doppler radar has no confidentiality meaning, it is nothing more than wind speed, air pressure, etc.
Even if these data are intercepted by enemy agents lurking across the sea, it will not matter. After all, there are too many projects that need to report meteorological parameters these days.
But the missile parameters are different.
Not to mention whether the secret that the rabbits are working on nuclear weapons will be exposed after the missile parameters are intercepted across the sea.
The mere existence of the Immortal Killing Sword Formation itself is enough to shock some people - in later generations this thing may not seem like much, but nowadays it is a dimensionality-reducing blow.
What will happen if a country...especially a big country acquires technology that transcends its time? The answer has already been given in "Transformers".
So no matter what.
Parameters in the missile derivation process must be kept strictly confidential, even at double the cost.
"Director Qian, this is our plan."
At this moment.
In a room.
The leader of the Liaison Department, Wang Jinjin, was standing next to Qian Wushi, pointing at the liaison officers who were preparing to compile the code and said:
"Director Qian, didn't the base conduct meteorological data collection in the name of mineral vein detection before? This so-called 'prospecting' operation has been continuing recently."
"So after repeated discussions among the comrades of the Communications Department and the Security Department, we finally decided to use the composition of the ore as the cipher text and communicate with the capital through it."
I heard what Wang Jin said.
Master Qian thought for a moment and nodded slightly:
"very good."
Smart students should remember this.
Before Xu Yun came up with weather Doppler radar technology.
The base mainly uses the manpower method of sending sideline teams to collect meteorological data, and receives the data in a grid, which is used in conjunction with the hygrometer to perform calculations.
At that time, the reason why the sideline team went out to the outside world...that is, to major units in Xihai Province was to conduct a large-scale exploration of mineral veins in the mine.
Although the data collected by this method was ultimately of little use, Ye Duzheng and their calculations failed miserably.
But this behavior itself was still very good at confusing those enemy agents.
After all, it is too common these days for rabbits to look for various stones, just as it is common for rabbits to love building in later generations.
And this time.
The base took advantage of this action again.
First of all, in order to prevent the prospecting operation from ending too abruptly in the past few days, the base still sent many people to set up mazes every day.
So picking up this layer of skin now is completely reasonable and not hasty at all.
Secondly, it is because the major components of the ore have fixed names and can be represented by various numerical values.
For example, the content of calcium compounds, the content of iron compounds, etc.
Although the difficulty is still not low.
But at least it is much easier than encrypting numbers into full text similar to ordinary letters.
Immediately afterwards.
Wang Zhang took out another relatively simple-looking code book from the table and handed it to Qian Wushi:
"Director Qian, this is the code book we made in a hurry. Please take a look at it."
However, Master Qian waved his hand and refused:
"No need, let's have sex."
"Since the base leaders have agreed to use this set of notebooks to participate in today's work, it naturally means that your coding meets the requirements and is reliable."
"So I, who have only taken one class of cryptography, will not comment casually. If you are ready, you can start directly."
"The next step is the 'battlefield' of your liaison team. Comrades, you have a heavy burden on you."
Faced with Wang Cheng's approach, Qian Wushi, as always, chose that laymen should not interfere with internal affairs.
This can also be regarded as Qian Wushi's philosophy of dealing with things in life, and he followed it until the last moment of his life.
As for the ‘cryptographic lesson’ that Qian Wushi said, it is also an interesting thing that he has always talked about in the future:
Qian Wushi was still studying for a doctorate at Caltech, and one day he was going to take an applied mathematics class.
So.
Master Qian arrived at the classroom early, and since he had plenty of time, he started working on the questions himself.
As time passed, other students gradually began to sit next to him.
As a result, Teacher Qian found out when the bell rang...
He didn't know the classmates around him at all, and the teacher on the podium was also a stranger.
It just so happened that Qian’s fifth teacher was sitting in the first row of the academic seats - back then, Chinese international students basically liked to sit in the first one or two rows.
So in desperation.
He could only listen to a section of code... or code learning...
And that math class became the only absence from class in Qian Wushi's study abroad career.
alright.
His eyes returned to reality.
Seeing that Master Qian was so open-minded, he didn't point fingers.
Wang Chengchang, who was dealing with Qian Wushi for the first time, was surprised and delighted, but at the same time, he also felt a surge of motivation in his heart:
"Director Qian, please don't worry, our team guarantees to complete the task!"
Say it.
He then turned to look at the liaison officers beside him who were already in place, and said loudly:
"Comrades, you must have heard what Director Qian said. Our task this time is very difficult!"
"So please be careful and make sure you don't make mistakes, because every time you press a key, it may affect the overall situation."
"Okay, let's get started!"
The room where Wang Jinzhang and Qian Fifth Division were located was located on the lower right side of the [A]-shaped layout, and a telegraph machine had been installed inside.
Therefore, following the king’s order,
Several telegraph operators who had already had earphones in their hands suddenly looked solemn, and they all put the earphones on their heads.
After a while.
Didi didi——
The room suddenly resounded with the sound of electric keys.
About five minutes passed.
The first encrypted data was sent to the capital.
.........
at the same time.
capital.
Institute of Computer Science, Chinese Academy of Sciences.
Telegraph sending and receiving room.
Wu Jikang, then deputy director of the Institute of Computer Science, was still personally at the transceiver today, and at the same time there was another man standing next to him.
This person has a pair of striking ears and is thin and dark-faced.
At the same time, the two eyebrows drooped diagonally downward, showing the character "囧".
After a while.
Wu Jikang glanced at the watch on his hand and said to the man with windy ears:
"Comrade Wenji, Comrade 5th Division, it's already been ten minutes longer than expected. Why don't you go to the next room and take a rest first?"
"You just arrived in the capital from Chang'an and your body has not recovered yet. There is no need to hold on here."
"Anyway, since I'm here waiting for the transceiver, you can rest assured that the message will not be missed."
The man named Wenji, whose full name is Qian Wenji, shook his head firmly when he heard this:
"Old Wu, it's not necessary. I know Comrade Wu of the Fifth Division very well. He is a person who attaches great importance to commitment."
"Since he has set this time, I believe he will not delay it for too long - he is not one of those people who writes novels in newspapers and always takes a week or two off."
"..."
Hearing Qian Wenji's words.
Wu Jikang opened his mouth, as if he wanted to persuade:
"But you just had a surgery..."
Toot toot—
As a result, Wu Jikang didn't finish his words.
The telegraph machine next to the two of them sounded a rapid beep.
See this situation.
Qian Wenji instantly ejected from his chair and rushed to the radio station.
He stared at the note slowly emerging for a while, and then suddenly waved to Wu Jikang:
"Old Wu, come and help me, I can't understand these things."
Wu Jikang:
"...."
After a while.
Wu Jikang sighed quietly, walked quickly to Qian Wenji, picked up a small book and started translating:
"The limonite sample is 6.73 kilograms...Limonite refers to the precursor radius. The single digit must be multiplied by 8 and then divided by two, which is 24..."
"One decimal place is multiplied by 1.53 and then divided by 6, which represents the downward range of the general function. If the division cannot be completed, it is accurate to four decimal places..."
"The third one is..."
A few minutes later.
Wu Jikang put down his pen, rubbed his sour eyes, and said:
"Comrade Wenji, here, the translation is ready."
"Thank you."
Qian Wenji immediately took the small book and started flipping through it quickly:
"Gas outflow 0.5m3/h...."
"The floating mean value is 1.55, 1.33, 1.47... These six groups must be calculated..."
"The delivery speed is expected to be six figures, and our computer should be able to handle it..."
Wu Jikang stood aside and did not urge Qian Wenji.
After all, there are five receiving points set up in the computer lab today, located in mutually independent rooms, and each group receives different information.
They are slower here, and other points will definitely bring another set of data to the computing station for import.
This import process takes a lot of time, so Qian Wenji's reading of the data will not affect efficiency.
after awhile.
Qian Wenji briefly read it a few times and suddenly frowned slightly.
Strange......
It seems that some data are different from what was said, and the discrepancy is quite large?
Then he closed the notebook without revealing his doubts, and said to Wu Jikang:
"Old Wu, let's go to the computing station to conduct numerical simulations."
Wu Jikang nodded:
"no problem."
Later, under the leadership of Wu Jikang.
The two came to the computing desk on the third floor of the computer institute.
as expected.
When the two entered the room.
There are already two comrades from other receiving points beside the operating table, holding small notebooks and guiding the operators to input data.
About ten minutes passed.
A girl with sleek short hair raised her hand and asked around:
"The two groups have calculated, who will be next?"
Upon seeing this, Wu Jikang brought Qian Wenji to the girl's side, handed the notebook over, and said:
"Xiao Lin, please go and import these data."
"okay!"
The girl named Xiao Lin seems to have a very outgoing personality. After meeting Wu Jikang, the 'boss', she was not restrained and quickly took her notebook and entered data.
Pat pat pat——
Mentioned earlier.
Although computers these days do not have FLUENT or STAR-CCM, they still have basic composition capabilities.
For example, if you enter the numbers [length 4 cm] and [width 3 cm], a corresponding rectangular pattern will be automatically generated on the screen.
The same goes for missile design drawings, and even arcs can still be generated - although the resolution and fineness are not very high.
So it's very fast.
An icon outlined with simple lines appeared in front of Qian Wenji, Wu Jikang and others.
And the moment I saw this diagram.
Qian Wenji let out a light sigh and blurted out:
"The warhead is one meter long? How come it's shorter than that Wu Dalang from Pandora?"
Say it.
He lay down in front of the computer and looked at other data:
"The working chamber is 40 centimeters, but how can it have the power to fly...?"
The words just fell.
Qian Wenji's eyes noticed a structure under the missile again, and his tone suddenly changed from ordinary curiosity to shock:
"This is...a waverider?"
Mentioned before.
In today's entire project, the Capital Computer Institute needs to be responsible for a large amount of data simulation.
Because these data are very professional.
Therefore, the computer lab must have a professional who is personally responsible for assisting in the simulation of missile data.
In a sense.
Equivalent to the role of special executive advisor.
After repeated organizational discussions, the superior department finally selected Qian Wenji to be responsible for this task.
Although Qian Wenji had just undergone gallbladder surgery, it was only a week after the operation - note, it was not a week after he was discharged from the hospital, but only a week after the operation.
But the superior still insisted on this choice.
no way.
Take a look at the current field of missile research.
Apart from the team members brought by Qian Wushi, only Qian Wenji was able to take on this important task - the others either lacked experience or were not in the capital.
Therefore, the organization is really not squeezing Qian Wenji, but there is no one to choose from.
After receiving the somewhat vague notice from his superiors, Qian Wenji immediately took the early morning train from Chang'an to the capital without saying a word.
Of course.
For Qian Wenji himself, being discharged from the hospital is not the important thing.
What he really focuses on is...
What happened to Master Qian?
To know.
According to the notification he received earlier.
The 'Zhu Xian Sword' team plans to conduct missile drills around the center of mass today. The preset missile length should be about 1.5-2 meters.
As a result, I didn’t expect that the missile was not only reduced to 1 meter, but also designed with a unique waverider-like structure?
Think of this.
Qian Wenji couldn't help but take a deep breath and began to look at the data seriously.
"@#ξ^O^￥....."
As the chief designer of China's first-generation surface-to-air missiles and the top military industrial boss who will design Hongqi 1 and 2 in the future, there is no need to question Qian Wenji's ability.
So after a few minutes.
Qian Wenji's eyes suddenly became enlightened, and he gently touched his chin:
"I see......"
See this situation.
Wu Jikang, who was always a little confused at the side, couldn't help but curiously asked:
"Director Qian, is there something wrong?"
"Well, something happened."
Qian Wenji sighed subconsciously.
Then he thought that Wu Jikang and the operators around him had high confidentiality levels, so he explained directly:
"There were some accidents in the design process of the missile, and there was a problem with the spin body parameters - roughly speaking, the missile's volume was much lower than we expected, and all the data had to be re-derived."
"But according to the design drawings from Lao Qian, they have successfully optimized and solved this problem. It can be regarded as a near miss."
Wu Jikang still nodded in a daze:
"Oh, that's it. It's quite simple. I understand..."
Qian Wenji did not pay attention to Wu Jikang's perfunctory behavior. At this time, two thoughts quietly emerged in his mind.
The first thought is...
Could it be that Master Qian Wu, Long Chang, has attained enlightenment?
To know.
Although Qian Wushi is the proposer of waverider technology, this technology has never seen the light of day before.
Forget about China.
Even Mao Xiong and Haidian Duan are helpless with this technology. Haidian Duan even lists it as a front-end technology that may only be broken through in the next 50 years.
As a result, when Qian Fifth Division went to Base 221, they suddenly came up with such a waverider-like missile?
indeed.
This kind of missile is still thousands of miles away from a real waverider warhead.
The volume, structure, and flight length of the two are completely different.
But no matter how far the distance is, it is still much brighter than the darkness before...
Of course.
This thought only fleetingly passed through Qian Wenji's mind, and then was replaced by another thought:
Some of the ideas for this missile seem to be... maybe... probably... like... maybe... for the project he is currently working on.
Some help?
........
At this moment.
Thousands of kilometers away.
Xu Yun didn't know that the waverider warhead he and Qian Wushi designed would distort the style of a certain surface-to-air missile produced by the Rabbits in the future, like the Andromeda.
At the moment, he and Master Qian were looking cute.jpg with their heads hanging down, jointly enduring the crazy diss of Mr. Wang in front of them:
"Xiao Han, Lao Qian, what the hell are you talking about?"
"You want the Zhuxian Platform to fly another 10,000 meters? Forty thousand meters above the ground? And the higher, the better?"
Looking at Mr. Wang with a "You're kidding me" face, Fifth Master Qian couldn't help but smile and scratch his head:
"Yao Ping, actually it doesn't have to be that high, it can be 9,500 meters..."
"..."
At this time, Mr. Wang could clearly feel that the veins on his forehead were jumping:
"Is there any fucking difference? Why didn't you say nine thousand meters?"
"Nine thousand meters is fine too!"
Qian Wushi's tone was subconsciously mentioned, but when he met Mr. Wang's eyes that seemed to be murderous, he was immediately frightened:
"Yao Ping, just do me a favor. This is all for the country."
"Back then, we lived next door to each other in the dormitory. You came to my house every day to eat and I didn't say anything. Even though Ah Ying cooked the food, I washed the rice and vegetables, right?"
"So you owe me a favor after rounding it off. I'm not wrong about that, right?"
Mr. Wang:
"..."
After a while.
Mr. Wang's chest rose and fell a few more times, then he waved his hand as if to shoo away flies and said:
"Okay, okay, you win."
"Didn't I just feed you a few meals at the beginning, but now I'm like a donkey, and you'll pick off a few handfuls of your hair whenever I have nothing to do."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Fortunately, I didn't borrow money from you, otherwise I would have to sign a deed of betrayal by now, right?"
Xu Yun:
"..."
Do not know why.
He always felt that the word donkey seemed to appear more frequently in recent conversations at the base...
Is this painting style preparing to develop towards Dingxiang Tower?
Of course.
Most of the unhappiness on Mr. Wang's face was fake.
After all, as a member of the aerospace project.
Although Mr. Wang does not know how to design missile ballistics, his long-term experience accumulation has made his achievements in missile launch very profound.
Not long ago.
After hearing the news from the Fifth Division Qian who came to see Xu Yun that [the length of the missile has been shortened to one meter].
Mr. Wang didn't need Master Qian to speak, and he immediately realized one thing:
The height of the Zhuxian Sword Formation will definitely be increased again.
At the same time, compare the material issues of the airship.
In the case that they both belong to the stratosphere, the non-vesicle module is the link that needs to be optimized most.
After all, in addition to the elastic layer of donkey hair, the most critical gas exchange membrane in the capsule was developed for uranium enrichment.
Its shortcomings mainly lie in the accuracy errors caused by tampering with the equipment. The strength is not a problem at all.
In terms of environmental load, let alone 40,000 meters, 400,000 meters is not difficult at all - the load of enriched uranium is roughly equivalent to the pressure difference between an altitude of 400,000 meters and conventional gas.
But the structure is different.
for example.
Airship hull thickness rate.
This thing has a great impact on the drag coefficient of the airship, especially after the thickness rate exceeds 0.35, the drag coefficient increases significantly.
The resistance here is not just parallel resistance, but also upward resistance.
In other words, if you want to fly to an altitude of 40,000 meters, the thickness rate must be modified.
This way.
The entire structure of the airship and the gas flow between the several air bags need to be recalculated.
The only thing that can be called lucky is...
The designs made by Mr. Wang and others in the first few days do not need to be overturned and revised, after all, they are the basis of everything.
No matter the thickness ratio is 0.2 or 0.9.
The basic modules they require...that is, similar alloy structures remain unchanged.
In other words, in the worst case scenario, the entire team will probably waste today's efficiency.
Think of this.
Mr. Wang glared at Fifth Master Qian again and spread his hands angrily:
"Okay, bring your parameters."
Master Qian smiled when he saw this, took out a document from his briefcase and handed it to Mr. Wang:
"Yao Ping, I'll trouble you this time. After I'm done, I'll take you to steal... ahem, borrow Lao Guo's liquor!"
"This guy still thinks I don't know. I've already found out where he hides his wine..."
Mr. Wang curled his lips and waved to the two of them:
"Okay, come to the group with me."
Say it.
Mr. Wang took the initiative to walk behind Xu Yun and pushed Xu Yun's wheelchair for Master Qian. Despite what Mr. Wang said, he had already noticed that Master Qian was gasping for air while pushing the wheelchair.
situation.
"..."
Feeling the strength and steady breathing of the middle-aged version of Mr. Wang behind him.
Xu Yun, who was sitting in a wheelchair, couldn't help but feel an indescribable emotion in his heart.
This emotion is different from the excitement and honor that Qian Wushi felt when pushing the wheelchair. It is also mixed with some of Xu Yun's later experiences:
At that time, after the USTC dark matter press conference ended.
Inside the Xichang Satellite Base.
In the same way, he pushed Mr. Wang's wheelchair and walked together on the path of the base, watching the setting sun together.
Unexpectedly, after entering the copy.
The person in the wheelchair became himself, and the person pushing him changed into Mr. Wang...
Coupled with Xu Yun's subsequent exchange with Mr. Wang in the hospital, Xu Yun's mood at this time was indeed quite subtle.
Is this considered cause and effect?
Reincarnation?
Or a coincidence?
But soon.
Xu Yun shook his head gently to dispel this thought.
No matter what the truth is.
It would be nice to see a healthy Mr. Wang.
Then under the guidance of Mr. Wang.
Xu Yun and Qian Wushi quickly arrived at the office of the Immortal Sword Killing Team.
It is different from the single-family building owned by Qian Wushi and his Zhuxian Sword team.
The office assigned by the Immortal Killing Sword Team is located in the southeast corner of the 18th Branch Factory. It was originally a vacated iron warehouse.
The warehouse is very spacious, but due to the heat conduction of the iron sheet, it is very hot inside, with the temperature conservatively reaching over 30 degrees.
There was a long rectangular table placed in the center of the warehouse. On the walls on both sides was a wire that looked like it had been brought in temporarily. Two electric fans were connected to the ends of the wire.
These two electric fans were originally a bit worn out, even the outermost covers were incomplete, and they looked pitted.
In addition, perhaps because they were worried that the wind would blow away the manuscript paper, Mr. Wang and the others set the fan's wind speed very slowly.
Therefore, the fan's squeaking sound becomes louder.
At this moment.
Zhang Gongding, Zhou Shaoping and Zheng Tao, who were familiar to Xu Yun, were all helping.
Among them, Zheng Tao and Xu Yun are not very familiar with each other, and are not sure what direction he is responsible for. In fact, Xu Yun always felt that Zheng Tao was like a pseudonym.
But Zhang Gongding and Zhou Shaoping...
It must be assisting with mathematical calculations.
After all, both of their majors are theoretical physics, which is completely different from applied physics in designing airships.
Then Mr. Wang walked to a place where there was a small blackboard and a 1.5X1 wooden table beside the blackboard.
Mr. Wang coughed slightly and said to everyone:
"Okay, comrades, please stop what you are doing for a moment."
Bata, bah...
The sound of several pens being put on the table soon rang out, and the sound of rustling paper disappeared.
"..."
Then Mr. Wang looked around and then said:
"Comrades, now I have some bad news to tell you, that is..."
"Except for the scaffolding structure, all other modules of the 'Zhuxian Platform' must be demolished and rebuilt."
"?!"
Hear this.
Everyone at the scene was startled for a moment, and then spoke three times:
"Director Wang, what happened?"
"Teacher, why? Everyone has been working hard for a long time..."
"Director Wang, is there something wrong with the parameters in any link?"
"Teacher Wong......"
Of course.
Not everyone asked questions either.
For example, some people have a relatively dull personality and do not like to express their inner thoughts.
For example, Xu Yun saw a dark-skinned girl with a single ponytail. After hearing what he said, he silently took out a piece of calculation paper and pressed it onto the page that was originally filled with values.
Others are more sharp-minded.
For example, Zheng Tao and Zhou Shaoping turned their attention to Xu Yun and Qian Wushi with thoughtful expressions.
It is clear.
They have already guessed some situations.
After a while.
After the questioning subsided, Mr. Wang slowly said:
"Comrades, I'm sorry."
"Although I would like to tell you the real reason, due to the confidentiality regulations of the Zhuxian Project, I cannot explain the specific situation to you in detail now - because it involves some core projects."
"What I can tell you now is that something unexpected happened with the Zhuxian Sword. After optimization and calculation, the problem has been solved, but..."
"Correspondingly, the detention height of the airship we designed must also be increased..."
Speaking of which.
Mr. Wang glanced at Master Qian who was standing aside.
A number slowly popped up:
"Fifteen thousand meters."
...........
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