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Chapter 11 Yonghong Factory Can¡¯t Work

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    It wasn't until late in the night that he vaguely felt a bright light flashing. Only then did Zhuang Jianye look over with sleepy eyes and found that Shi Jun would come back at some unknown time. He was leaning on the desk and looking at a pile of open books with the help of a desk lamp.  In a daze, I couldn't help but look at the watch beside me. It was three o'clock in the morning, good guy, so I couldn't help but ask Shi Jun: "Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

    "I'm sorry for waking you up." Shi Jun said apologetically, then sighed, closed the scattered books on the table, and prepared to go to sleep. When he lay down on the bed, Zhuang Jianye, who was woken up, had just finished draining the water from the toilet.  When Shi Jun saw this, he asked: "How much do you know about our country's attack aircraft?"

    "Are you talking about Q5?" Although Zhuang Jianye woke up, his head was still a little confused. He got into the bed and said perfunctorily: "It's okay, but it's too late today. If you want to hear it, I'll talk to you tomorrow."  Let¡¯s have a nice chat.¡±

    As he said this, Zhuang Jianye had already yawned and obviously didn't want to talk anymore. Shi Jun was too embarrassed to continue asking, but he remembered the anxious director and chief engineer of the factory at the airport in the evening, as well as the constant complaints that made the general army representative look ugly.  As a military pilot, Shi Jun felt as if he was holding back a ball of fire and would not be happy if he did not spit it out.

    Then he spoke again in a strange way: "Then you should also know the main hydraulic oil tank next to the landing gear of the Q5. Today, the pilot of country B drove the Q5 for adaptive training. As a result, a malfunction warning appeared shortly after takeoff, and he had no choice but to make an emergency landing at the airport of our factory. The factory  Li organized us to go over and take a look, and found that the baffle of the main hydraulic oil tank near the landing gear was convex and deformed to varying degrees."

    After saying that, he paused and his tone became heavy: "We worked with the army's maintenance team to repair it, but after working for a long time, not only did it have no effect, but it became more convex and deformed. The pilots of country B began to question the quality of our aircraft.  The quality, it was ugly on the faces of everyone present.¡±

    "I'm talking to you, Lao Shi, please sleep, okay?" Listening to Shi Jun's chatter as if chanting sutras, Zhuang Jianye couldn't fall asleep even if sleepy bugs crawled all over his body, so he had to beg for mercy.

    In the end, Shi Jun sighed: "I feel so depressed that I can't sleep."

    He is telling the truth. He is a top student and understands foreign languages, so he can understand what the pilot from country B said. Although it was not too outrageous, the questions were still like a slap in the face, which made him feel helpless.  Light, I just feel like I have nowhere to vent my breath, so how can I sleep.

    Zhuang Jianye couldn't understand Shi Jun's mood. He just wanted to sleep now. As long as he could make this thing stop, he would do anything. He lifted the quilt and said vaguely: "Hey, isn't it the main hydraulic oil tank baffle that is convex and deformed? Fifth Master's boss  Something is wrong, either the oil return valve spring is too elastic or the single valve spring is corroded. Install an emergency landing gear oil drain valve, enlarge the exhaust hole of the partition, add two aluminum pipes to the fuel tank, and control the spring elasticity.  , that¡¯s it.¡±

    The words were spoken quickly and vaguely, but Shi Jun heard them clearly. His eyes that had been confused in the darkness suddenly lit up, and he felt as if he had caught something, and then he began to think. After a while, he felt that something was blurry again.  , I just wanted to continue asking, but just as I was about to speak, I heard the loud snoring in the bed next door.

    It turned out that Zhuang Jianye had fallen asleep while Shi Jun was thinking.

    Shi Jun couldn't help but shook his head in self-mockery, saying to himself that Zhuang Jianye was taking what he was talking about in his sleep in a daze, and he was really in a hurry and sought medical treatment.

    Thinking about it, he sighed again and covered himself with the quilt.

    The next day, when Zhuang Jianye got up, Shi Jun was already gone. Seeing the tofu pieces all over Zhuang Zhuang's bed, Zhuang Jianye felt a little ashamed and wanted to imitate the gourd. However, after working for a long time, it still looked different, so he completely  Give up and go to work.

    At this time, Shi Jun was obviously not as pleasing to the eye as the quilt he had folded. At this moment, he was covered in oil and stained q5 from the tarmac.

    Coming out of the belly of the machine, he shook his head at Lin Guanghua on the side: "This method still doesn't work."

    Lin Guanghua sadly shook his head towards the director Qiao Chenyu who was not far away. Qiao Chenyu sighed and said to He Ming, the chief engineer beside him: "Let's wait for the comrades from the production factory to come over. We don't have the technical specifications for this model. Really?"  It can¡¯t be done.¡±

    He Ming has been at the airport since yesterday and has not returned. There is no way. This Q5 is not a thing of the ordinary army, but a foreign trade model purchased by country b. There are many things involved in it, so the local garrison and even the higher-level ministries and commissions require  Yonghong Factory repaired the aircraft as quickly as possible to avoid affecting the sales of this aircraft type.

    The problem is that Yonghong Factory specializes in repairing aircraft and has even manufactured aircraft, but it has never been exposed to the Q5 model. How can it be repaired without knowing anything about it?

    But the instructions from his superiors were still ringing in his ears. Even if there were problems, He Ming could only deal with it. Just like the words of Qiao Chenyu, the director of the Technology Department at this moment, even if He Ming wanted to agree, he could not express his position immediately. He seemed quite embarrassed in his silence.Awkward.

    Fortunately, this embarrassment was broken by the noisy foreign language of the B pilot not far away. Apparently the pilot named Ali, who had a mustache and wore the B country's standard flight suit, saw what was going on here and realized that something was wrong.  After an attempt failed, the military representative was immediately asked through a translator whether all Chinese fighter planes were of such low quality.

    The military representative naturally denied it, but Ali continued without giving face: "Even if the quality is good, the maintainability is not necessarily that good. It has been eighteen hours and the small hydraulic tank partition cannot be repaired.  In high-intensity actual combat situations, such maintainability can only be waited for bombs at the airport."

    Ali¡¯s expression was serious and serious. As a pilot who had experienced actual combat and fought against neighboring countries and superpowers heading south for many years, Ali was particularly paranoid about the integrity rate of fighter planes.

    But when the military representative heard this, his face turned red and he could only turn the pressure to He Ming.

    So the embarrassed He Ming was embarrassed again. The foreign military only knew that they were professional aircraft repairers. If they couldn't repair it well, they would naturally question the performance of the aircraft itself and their professional abilities.

    So He Mingchou was scratching his hair, but he couldn't find a way. He could only run to the nearby telecommunications room to make a long-distance call to the production factory and ask about the specific situation.

    "However, how can we explain complex technologies clearly on the phone? We can only get more and more confused."

    After working like this for a long time without touching the ground, without making any progress, the military leaders who came to supervise the battle finally came to the conclusion: "Yonghong Factory is not good."

    So I prepared to call a car to dismantle the aircraft and transport it to other factories for repair.

    After receiving this comment, everyone from He Ming to Shi Jun's face was on fire. Seeing that they were about to accept the facts with resignation, Shi Jun suddenly remembered Zhuang Jianye's words last night. At that time, he was in a panic and had to seek medical treatment.  He took it seriously, but at this point, it doesn't matter if he throws it once randomly. It's already like this, no matter how bad it is, it can't be any worse, so he walked up to Qiao Chenyu and whispered: "I have another way."

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