Looking at Yingzi and others who suddenly appeared in front of him.
Liangzi...that is, Chen Wenliang's mind suddenly went blank.
However, he was a seasoned veteran after all, so he quickly forced a calm smile and said seemingly casually:
"Hey, Er Shuan, Ying Zi, what are you doing?"
"Someone with thick eyebrows, big eyes, an enemy and a traitor, Er Shuan, you can't say that - next year you're going to talk about being an activist."
"Oh, by the way, it's uncomfortable outside on this hot day. Everyone, please come in and sit down. I'll get you a cup of tea."
Say it.
Chen Wenliang turned around and tried to walk back into the house to get his gun.
But his body had just turned halfway.
Xizi, a retired militiaman who asked for leave because he had a fever today, stepped forward and held his hand tightly.
at the same time.
Zhugan, who had been dull and taciturn before, even took out a gun, pointed it at Chen Wenliang's waist, and said seriously:
"Don't move! If you move again I'll shoot!"
Chen Wenliang suddenly froze.
Then the middle-aged man holding the loudspeaker looked around a few times and waved to everyone:
"Let's go, there are many people outside, let's go in and talk."
When Zhugan heard this, he immediately said yes, and there was no trace of his previous sworn relationship with this middle-aged man.
Then he pushed Chen Wenliang's shoulder hard and his tone became stern again:
"Be honest! Go in!"
After entering the house.
The remaining Er Shuan and the buck-toothed A Yong Bing split into two groups.
One of them walked to the desk and the other to the bed.
After a while.
Er Shuan dug out the iron box where Chen Wenliang kept his gun, while A Yong lifted up the floor tiles and said to the middle-aged man:
"Report to Political Commissar Lin that the radio station has been found!"
Political Commissar Lin nodded upon seeing this and turned to look at Chen Wenliang:
"Chen Wenliang, is there anything else you want to explain?"
"...."
By now.
Faced with the desperate situation he was in, Chen Wenliang calmed down.
After all, as an elite member of the enemy agent group who was qualified for solo action and telegraphing, Chen Wenliang still had some so-called 'loyalty'.
"Hahaha!"
I saw him suddenly looking up to the sky and laughing a few times, and then looked at Political Commissar Lin coldly, and he stopped pretending:
"Yes, I am an undercover agent, but so what?"
"Even if you shoot me now, I can't take back the telegram that was sent - the news that your uranium enrichment factory and yellow cake are produced in Jinta County has already reached my superiors!
"
"It won't be long before the news reaches the other side of the sea. What awaits you then is endless harassment and even... bombing!"
Thinking about it in Chen Wenliang.
My previous performances were flawless and there was no way I could reveal my secrets.
Now being arrested by Political Commissar Lin and others could only be because the telegram he just sent was located.
To know.
At this time, radio three-point or multi-point positioning technology is used, which is relatively primitive, and my residence is very remote.
Count in the time spent traveling.
It happened to coincide with the arrival time of Political Commissar Lin and the others.
Although his end will probably not be good, at least he can shout boldly that the mission is accomplished.
However, what surprised Chen Wenliang was.
Political Commissar Lin was not angry at all after hearing this.
Instead, he casually took out a small cloth bag from his body, grabbed some samples from it, and handed it to Chen Wenliang:
"Yellow cake? Is this what you're talking about?"
Chen Wenliang subconsciously looked in front of him. His years of farming experience made him immediately recognize the identities of these things, and he blurted out a few words in an instant:
"No way! How could it be cornmeal?!"
Immediately afterwards.
Chen Wenliang's mind reappeared in the skilled movements of Er Shuan and A Yong when they were searching for firearms and radios, and another guess suddenly appeared in his mind.
Could it be...
They have known their identities for a long time. Was today's fire a drama from beginning to end?
Think of this.
Chen Wenliang swallowed dryly, thinking he had guessed what the rabbits were thinking again.
"Oh, I get it."
I saw a trace of disdain forcefully showing on his face again:
"Lin, you want to rely on this kind of fake news to attract more people like me to Jinta County, and then catch them all, right?"
"I tell you, this is impossible!"
"You should have understood the rules of our activities a long time ago. One person is responsible for one area and does not interfere with each other."
"So I can tell you clearly that what comes this time is at most a U2 reconnaissance plane - but what's the use of knowing this information? You don't have the ability to fight it down even if you want to, aha!"
Looking at Chen Wenliang, who was quite letting himself go, Political Commissar Lin suddenly interrupted:
"...U2? What if we want to fight U2 this time?"
"..."
Chen Wenliang's disdainful expression suddenly froze on his face.
After a while.
"Hahahahaha——"
A more unbridled laughter suddenly sounded in the room:
"Fighting U2? Just you guys?"
"Even Mao Xiongtmd was tricked into U2 by using hands and feet. It's just you poor, stinky workers and peasants? Are you kidding me?"
"That's a reconnaissance aircraft with a height of more than 20,000 meters. What do you use to fight it? MiG-17 or J-5?"
"Let's put it this way, there is a rumor that von Kármán gave an ax to Guo Youlai back then. If you can knock down U2, I will eat that ax on the spot!"
heard these words.
Political Commissar Lin's expression suddenly became a little subtle.
Of course.
This subtlety was not because Chen Wenliang's words touched his sore spot, but because of something mentioned in these words.
Then he took a deep breath and said to Chen Wenliang:
"There's no need to chew on the axe. After all, there are Fifth Division Qian and Comrade Liu Bosheng in front of you. Maybe this number will increase."
"In addition, you will soon know the answer to whether U2 can be defeated, but before that, don't you want to know one thing?"
"Just...how were you discovered?"
"...."
This time.
Chen Wenliang was silent for a long time.
really.
Even now, he still doesn't understand how he exposed himself.
To know.
He is a trained senior agent who is proficient in Cantonese, Hokkien and even Wenzhou dialect.
It has been thirteen years since I started performing undercover missions at the age of fourteen.
So he couldn't figure it out anyway.
Why was he exposed inexplicably?
Think of this.
Chen Wenliang also restrained his wild laughter and asked Political Commissar Lin:
"How was I exposed?"
When Political Commissar Lin heard this, he did not give a direct answer. Instead, he looked at the crowd with a smile and said:
"This question is more complicated to explain, so let's start with your 'life experience'."
"Chen Wenliang...that is to say, the identity of the person you are pretending to be is a native of Jinta County. In terms of age, he is exactly twenty-six years old now."
"All of 'your' relatives died in the war. Your mother died young. She fled to southern Sichuan with her father when she was eight years old. Her father also died of illness soon after."
"When 'you' returned to Jinta County five years ago with your genealogy, you were quickly welcomed by the Chen family in the county."
"A few days later, Yingzi, Zhugan, and other good friends from the past also came to visit me. Am I right?"
Chen Wenliang... No, it should be said that the man whose real name is Kong Lu nodded subconsciously.
Chen Wenliang.
This is an identity carefully selected by the department to which he belongs.
Not an exaggeration.
If the quality of the undercover identity also has a ranking.
Then the name ‘Chen Wenliang’ can undoubtedly be ranked among the top.
The owner of this identity died of illness on the boat to Frog Island. He was a clerk working as a medicine shop in Shanghai, and he was aboard a certain big boss's boat.
While sorting through his belongings, the crew found a diary and a genealogy.
The records in the diary are very miscellaneous, and they are the kind of essays where you just write whatever comes to your mind.
For example, one day it might be about the bombing of a cesspool in childhood, but tomorrow it might be about a silver dollar being stolen.
But it has been sorted out.
Kong Lu and his department still summarized a relatively clear character line, as well as some childhood embarrassing incidents between Chen Wenliang and his friends.
Ever since.
After learning that the rabbits began to develop nuclear weapons.
Kong Lu was ordered to 'activate' this identity and returned to Jinta County with the genealogy.
as expected.
The Chen family tree soon made Kong Lu admired by some elders of the Chen family, and he quickly integrated into the social circle.
Although the family these days is not as local as in ancient times, it still has some influence.
So it didn't take long for Kong Lu to have the identity of a junior cadre of the labor brigade, and he got to know several other junior cadres.
After "accidentally" bringing up some childhood embarrassments, Yingzi, a young boy, accepted him smoothly.
This is also the reason why Kong Lu is so confident in his identity - there are too few real identities...
Kong Lu looked at Kong Lu with a look on his face like "How did you find me?"
Political Commissar Lin suddenly grinned and said with a smile:
"So this undercover comrade, to be honest, Chen Wenliang's resume is actually very normal, but have you ever thought about one thing..."
"So this Chen Wenliang's identity was forged from the beginning? Doesn't such a person exist in the world?"
"??????"
Hearing what Political Commissar Lin said.
Kong Lutong shrank, and his whole body felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his expression froze on his face.
A long time passed.
An unhealthy flush appeared on his face just now. Even when the two bamboo pole brothers grabbed his shoulders, his whole body was still shaking:
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
"If it was a forged identity, then who was the person who died on the ship? How did you know that I would use this identity?!"
Political Commissar Lin shook his head slightly, knowing that the man in front of him was on the verge of collapse:
"Of course the person who died on the ship was a fake undercover agent we installed. He deserved the death penalty. Once he dies, this information will naturally fall into your hands."
"As for how we know you will use this identity... this is a completely false proposition - there is no need for us to know in advance that you are coming."
"As long as someone comes to our door one day with this identity, we will immediately know that you are a fake Chen Wenliang."
"If no one comes to the door, the loss will only be a few pages, oh, and a death row prisoner."
As the decision-maker of the ‘layout’ for that year.
Political Commissar Lin is one of the few people who has the deepest understanding of the whole matter.
The fake undercover they selected at that time was a death row prisoner from Hangzhou, and he had the lives of seven innocent civilians and the innocence of more than two digits of good-natured women in his hands.
Political Commissar Lin found him before evacuating and told him that if he was willing to work undercover on the opposite side, he would be exempted from the death penalty.
The death row prisoner was naturally very willing to do this and agreed to this request almost immediately.
Of course.
That's not necessarily what he was thinking, maybe his original plan was to confess to the other person.
But due to the situation at that time.
Even if the condemned prisoner wanted to confess his betrayal, he would never be able to do so before boarding the ship - otherwise, for the sake of safety, the ship operator would never let him board the ship.
So even if he wants to report himself, he must do so after boarding the ship or even reaching the other side.
And not long after he entered the cabin.
Rabbit's people then gave him a just trial.
At that time, there were too many things happening on board ships for the sake of wealth. If more than ten or twenty people died on a ship, it would be considered an eye-opener for the Lord of Hell.
Ever since.
This notorious death row prisoner received the punishment he deserved, but the identity information he carried fell into the hands of the opposite party.
Perfect.JPG.
Of course.
Given the stable character of the rabbits, it is naturally impossible for the eggs to be placed in the same frame - so there were three people with fake diaries on the boat at that time, and they all had different names.
However, after the death row inmate who carried Chen Wenliang's information successfully ascended to heaven, the other two were also taken away with their information while being executed by justice.
After all, one person like Chen Wenliang is enough. If more than one person appears on the same boat and dies at the same time, the secret will be exposed easily.
After all, it’s still the same sentence.
Enemies are bad, but not necessarily stupid - especially enemies who engage in secret fronts.
"Oh, right."
Then Political Commissar Lin thought of something else, turned around, pointed at Yingzi and others around him and said:
"Let me introduce to you, these "little friends" of yours are all comrades of our secrecy front, as well as Aunt Lin who buys rice for you every day, Sister Huang who mends clothes, and two workers from neighboring households also have this identity.
.”
"As well as your status as vice-captain and your prestige in the group, these are all plays performed by everyone."
"In addition, in order to avoid the identity of these comrades being exposed, most of them were selected from surrounding counties and cities. They have fresh faces but little change in their accents."
"For example, Comrade Yingzi is from Jincheng, A Yong... that is to say, Comrade Huang Yong is from Haiyan County, and Comrade Er Shuan is from far away, and is a special commissioner from Guangdong Province - you say every day that he will be promoted to active duty next year.
A member of the Communist Party, he actually joined the Party when he was thirteen years old."
I heard this introduction from Political Commissar Lin.
Er Shuan smiled and made a scissor gesture towards Kong Lu:
"Sorry, I'm a police officer."
...
And at the same time Kong Lu was sent to the hospital for rescue due to cerebral hemorrhage.
Inside the 221 base.
Qian Wushi and others are gathering next to the weather Doppler radar, carrying out the last step of the experimental phase of the entire Zhuxian project.
That is...
Landing of airship platform.
After all, a simple bomb-carrying platform is just a big iron lump, not worth much, and even today's rabbits can afford one-time losses.
But the hull of the airship is different.
For example, the aerodynamic structure on the boat body.
This thing requires a 5,000-ton hydraulic press to forge, and currently only the No. 1 Heavy Machinery Factory in China has a 6,000-ton hydraulic press.
There is also a gyroscope on the boat.
This thing is even more expensive - it was made by eighth-level workers in a continuous relay process for a full 48 hours, requiring a lot of manpower and energy.
Another example is the apical secretion fluid film in the skin.
To know.
Nowadays, you can no longer see a donkey with hair in the base...
And these hundreds of bald donkeys (not a curse) have only produced two films today...
Therefore, whether the Zhuxian platform can be reused, in a sense, can be said to be related to whether this technology can be popularized.
If it cannot be popularized.
Then the range of influence of the Zhuxian Platform is limited to at most two to three hundred kilometers with Base 221 as the center.
In other words, the safety of the base can be guaranteed, but no matter how far it is, it will not be radiated.
But if it could be popularized...
So as long as the problem of the platform being stuck in the air for a long time is solved, it can become a barrier to the territory for a long time!
Of course.
Some students may ask:
its not right.
What about the production of weather Doppler radar?
Doesn’t this thing require the electrostatic analysis module of the electrostatic accelerator?
Without the assistance of weather Doppler radar, the Zhuxian platform would not be able to conduct actual combat, right?
Ahem.
Is such that.
About a week ago, the rabbits had quietly contacted an international friend named Qu Runpu...
alright.
His eyes returned to reality.
Mentioned earlier.
The ascent and descent of the airship does not rely on its own power, but the lift generated by gas exchange.
That is to say, the main cabin is inside the skin, which is filled with air - the skin is soft.
The auxiliary cabin is located below the main cabin, and is filled with helium or hydrogen - the auxiliary cabin is made of a metal shell.
The volume of the two is controlled by the blower, and the exchange is completed by the gas exchange membrane. The rest is the scope of junior high school physics.
This time, Mr. Wang and his colleagues designed a total of two exchange instructions, which were to use K- and S-band radio signals to guide the equipment to switch on and off.
The K-band main cabin is filled with nitrogen.
The S-band main cabin releases nitrogen to the secondary cabin.
The K-band is used in the rising stage, and the S-band is used in the falling stage.
At this moment.
Many leaders were gathered in front of the control desk, watching Mr. Wang personally control the descent of the airship.
"Height 32,358 meters, internal and external difference coefficient 2.81, descent rate 6.62 meters per second..."
"Height 31002 meters, internal and external difference coefficient 2.99, descent rate 6.07 meters per second..."
Watch the slowly falling signal sign.
Do not know why.
A fleeting thought suddenly appeared in Mr. Wang's mind:
What would happen if all the helium was transferred to the secondary cabin at once?
Then wait until it reaches a certain height and then fill the helium back up?
or......
Build a vacuum airship?
Of course.
This thought only passed through Mr. Wang's mind for a fleeting moment. After all, just thinking about it, you can tell that some aspects are far beyond today's technological level.
For example, this kind of airship material is very special and must have sufficient macro and micro stiffness.
Either light and hard.
Or it's light and tough.
for example.....
Metal skeleton aerogel?
Ahem, think too much, think too much...
all in all.
The current airship materials obviously cannot support Mr. Wang's play.
Therefore, Mr. Wang quickly threw this thought to the back of his mind and continued to focus back on reality.
Previously, in order to accurately hit the MiG-15bis driven by Chen Pingsheng.
The launch location of the 'Zhuxian Platform' is not within the base, but on a grassland five kilometers southwest of the base.
However, this distance is still within the load range for human visual distance. After all, the sky over the grassland is quite clean these days.
So very quickly.
A sharp-eyed factory leader pointed in the distance and said excitedly:
"Look, is that an airship?"
Everyone looked around.
as expected.
At this time, somewhere in the sky far away from the ground, a small dot of white and black intersected vaguely appeared.
The white color is the capsule skin of the airship.
Black is the outer metal ring and the platform loaded with missiles.
Then under the gaze of everyone.
This combination becomes larger and larger and clearer.
However, Mr. Wang only focused on the console, constantly adjusting the control of the S-band signal.
"Helium 27.9%..."
"25.6%..."
"23.4%..."
More than ten minutes later.
clatter--
With a soft sound.
The Zhuxian Platform fell steadily to the ground.
Since the missile at the bottom has a certain inclination angle (in order to achieve a waverider), when it lands, it does not land with its tip downwards, but on its side.
Then under the action of ground pressure.
The remaining three missiles fell smoothly on the lawn like a horse.
So far...
The final part of the Zhuxian project was successfully completed!
.........
in the next few days.
On the surface, the base appears to be calm, and everything seems to be progressing according to the original plan.
Scientific research that everyone deserves to study.
The pouring of the pouring.
Cut the hair that needs to be cut.
But beneath this calmness, there is an undercurrent slowly surging.
Morning of the third day.
Staff hospital.
Just when Xu Yun was slowly drinking donkey hair soup.
Crunch——
The door to the ward was pushed open roughly, and Lao Guo ran in panting:
"Xiao Han, I just received news from the shore-based radar in the southeast region..."
"U2...is indeed here!"
"And here comes..."
"Three!"
.......
Note:
Some readers said that the MiG-15bis does not have radar. Can you tell me about the time and background...
It was indeed not available during the 50-53 Peninsula period, because the Mi-15's nose had only a little structural thickness, and after adding a radar, the nose would inevitably have a bulge.
But after 1959, some models were equipped with radars as trainers. At that time, there was no need to consider the air combat field of view. The purpose was to detect the first-generation domestic missiles. There is also a prototype in the military museum.
Don't be foolhardy without considering the period. There is a big difference between in-service aircraft and retired aircraft...
