Chapter 1227 Missiles are in place!

Chapter 1227 Missiles are in place!

Many people who have had work exchanges with Chang Haonan would comment that Academician Chang is a kind person.

Even colleagues who have no direct contact with him would generally agree with this assessment.

After all, no matter which research field Chang Haonan enters, although it will consume a large part of the R&D funds at the beginning, he will soon make the whole cake so that everyone can at least have a share.

However, Ren Bingda, who has worked with Chang Haonan for a long time, disagrees with this.

If he were to say it, Academician Chang definitely deserves the description of "kind-looking but evil-hearted".

Especially when facing foreigners.

He uses all kinds of dirty tricks at his fingertips.

And it’s not over after the routine.

They should thank us!

In short, Ren Bingda was already fully prepared for this kind of thing, so he was not too surprised after hearing Chang Haonan's plan.

It's just a bit of a pity.

In its current plan, Gaofa Group will not be deeply involved in the gas turbine business. It is only because this opportunity is related to AE1500 that Chang Haonan mentioned these details.

When the situation changes in a few years, it will probably not be my turn to be the savior of the British.

Ren Bingda sighed in his heart.

In order to make himself feel better, he began to deliberately think about things to be happy about.

For example, the scene where a British warship breaks down in the high ocean.

But as I thought about it, I immediately thought of some things that I had just overlooked...

"Boss Chang, these WR21 and MT30 are the core power sources for the main battleships of the United Kingdom and the United States in the future... At least 45 to Type and Zumwalt-class aircraft carriers will be produced... It is said that the new British aircraft carriers will also use gas turbine power. If all of them fail due to power problems..."

Although the words "beautiful paintings are not worth looking at" were not uttered by Ren Bingda in the end, the arc at the corner of his mouth that could not be suppressed at all had already said everything...

"..."

Chang Haonan also couldn't help but smile.

But it was not because of the scene described by Ren Bingda that "forty or fifty warships were grounded at the same time."

It was because of the two types of "battleships" mentioned by the other party, only 9 ships were built in the end.

The good news: Far fewer ships broke down than expected.

The bad news: That's the total number in service.

Of course, there is no way to predict this kind of thing in advance...

He shook his head, throwing away all the complaints in his mind.

Then he said in a serious tone:

"Let's not talk about the future... The negotiations with the British side and the subsequent participation in the Singapore Air Show are mainly your responsibility. Just report to me when you encounter major decisions. The test flights of the WS-20 and Y-9 will be handed over to Comrade Zhang Zhenhua..."

There was a flash of surprise in Ren Bingda's eyes.

But it was fleeting.

He knew that Chang Haonan was also in charge of the research and development of the hypersonic project, but he did not know the details.

I subconsciously opened my mouth to ask something, but in the end I suppressed my curiosity.

Don’t ask what you shouldn’t ask.

A thousand words merge into one sentence:

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

……

Time passed day by day, and 2005 soon came to an end.

Everyone in the entire hypersonic weapons project has entered the final sprint stage like a wound-up spring.

At this point, the research and development of the verification missile itself has been basically completed, and several core subsystems have also been produced.

The most important and arduous task left is to prepare for the test launch process.

The main factories of the First and Sixth Academy of Aerospace are both located in Beijing. As the production bases of China's launch vehicles, they actually have a very mature product transportation plan.

But the problem is that the test was not conducted at an old space launch site like Suzhou or Jinyang.

But in the past, Haojing was rarely chosen as a destination.

Air transport is of course the fastest option in theory, but there is no airport inside the rocket production plant, so multiple transfers are inevitable, and there are too many links in between.

More importantly, general transport aircraft do not have the ability to carry cryogenic liquid fuel.

The Air Force considered another approach, which was to fly the specially modified Tu-41175 No. 160 to the capital, complete the loading and take off there.

Anyway, the range is long enough, so I don’t mind flying a little longer.

However, the plan was abandoned due to reasons such as safety, confidentiality and ground maintenance capabilities.

Fortunately, the hypersonic verification missile is not large in size and is similar to an ordinary short-range ballistic missile.

Therefore, the final plan was to modify a WS11 2400-axle all-wheel drive chassis, the same model as the DF-4 missile, for camouflaged transportation.

In this way, even if traffic control is carried out on the road, or even if some clues are captured by satellites, people who see it will only think it is normal training of the Second Artillery Corps and will not consider more sensitive issues.

2006 1 Month 21 Day.

early morning.

At the entrance and exit of an overpass in the eastern suburbs of Haojing, several policemen were standing next to a roadblock formed by two police cars, carrying out the control tasks assigned by their superiors.

Of course, although it is called control, in fact, at this time of the season, the roads are quite deserted and there are hardly any cars to be seen.

So, even though they had been standing in the biting cold wind for more than an hour, when they looked around, the only lights flashing in the night before them were the tiny lights from the street lamps.

A young policeman with the rank of third-class superintendent took out a pack of cigarettes and distributed them to his colleagues around him.

These days, the regulations on dress and smoking are not very strict, not to mention that there are no outsiders here at the moment, so it can't be considered a public place.

"Boss, what's going on today? Why are you making such a scene in the middle of the night?"

After everyone lit a fire, he approached a senior who was obviously more experienced and asked curiously.

"Well... you've only been here a few days, so it feels new."

The old policeman took a deep puff of his cigarette and continued:

"We have a highly classified military base in the southern suburbs of Gaojing, so the road is often closed in the middle of the night. Sometimes it is to transport things, and sometimes senior leaders come to inspect..."

"As for what exactly is being transported... let alone us, even the armed police escorting the vehicle may not know everything. But I guess it should be some confidential aircraft parts or missiles..."

Apparently, he was used to this.

"That means... the convoy will pass by us later?"

The young policeman's curiosity had obviously not been fully satisfied.

Besides, it's so cold today that it's hard to bear without chatting even if you're smoking.

"That's hard to say."

The old policeman shook his head, threw the cigarette butt that had burned to the bottom of his finger on the ground, and then stepped on it to put it out:

"We block a specific area each time, but the convoys don't come from the same direction each time. I guess it's to bypass areas with heavy traffic, or the starting point is different."

"But... there's actually nothing to see. I've worked in this branch for more than ten years, and I've seen the lineup of the transport convoy a few times."

He put on an unfathomable look, and obviously enjoyed the envious looks from the younger generation:

"Except for the green body and white license plate, it actually looks like a normal trailer or truck. The cargo box at the back is covered up and camouflaged very well, so it's impossible for you to see clearly what's transported inside..."

Hearing this, a hint of disappointment appeared in the young policeman's eyes.

He thought he would see something particularly cool.

So I finished the last bit of my cigarette and prepared to cheer up and continue to work hard.

However, just as he bit the filter, a series of flickering dim yellow lights pierced through the thick black fog and rushed towards them from the end of the road under the overpass...

The first to rush out from the darkness were a few ordinary military off-road vehicles.

Following closely behind, as the senior just said, were several Jiefang trucks that looked no different from civilian models.

The back was covered tightly with a tarpaulin, but one could still tell from its round outline that it was the tanker responsible for accompanying support.

But further on, there was a guy who was extremely unfamiliar to everyone.

A four-axle transporter.

The distance between the turn signals on both sides is almost the same width as the entire lane. The diameter of the tires is even close to the height of an adult. The flat cab is split into two parts by the cargo at the back. The slightly inward-tilted windshield combined with the V-shaped air intake grille on the front face shines with irresistible majesty under the illumination of the street lamps...

Even when looking down from the intersection of the overpass, one can still feel the oppressive feeling brought by this steel monster.

"Fuck, Dongfeng..."

The young police officer opened his eyes wide and didn't even notice that the cigarette butt in his mouth had fallen to the ground at some point.

Until a loud command sounded from behind.

"salute--"