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(); &;Si Guxin finally persuaded himself that the model aircraft was really designed and made by Hu Wenhai. After all, it's one thing to believe that a genius exists, and it's another thing to find a genius in front of you.

"Model airplane teaching?" The first thing that came to Hu Wenhai's mind was the flight simulator that was widely used by later generations to train pilots.

The kind of enclosed cockpit, with a hydraulic system to simulate the flight load, and a large panoramic screen, can make the pilot feel like an immersive super toy.

"I've heard that there is a device abroad that allows pilots to simulate the process of flying an airplane on the ground......"

"No, our country's electronic technology is too backward. Si Guxin shook his head and said, "My idea is whether I can use your model aircraft to familiarize the students with the operational performance of the aircraft." ”

"I'm afraid it won't work. Hu Wenhai refused without thinking about it: "If you want to simulate a real aircraft, first of all, the thrust-to-weight ratio of the model aircraft is too high." However, if the thrust-to-weight ratio is lowered, the engine of the model aircraft will not be able to provide a speed similar to that of the real aircraft, and neither the pneumatics nor the control will be able to reflect the results of the operation of the real aircraft. The other is the mode of operation, if you want to use a model airplane to simulate the real machine, the remote control device I use is not enough to see, to do a complex tactical action, two hands can not be used. Besides, once the plane flies, the human eye will not have time to capture it in the high subsonic state, how to operate?"

Si Guxin frowned, thought for a while, sighed and said, "So, is the model airplane just a toy?"

"Actually, it's not impossible to ......"

Hu Wenhai turned his head to look at Hu Jiefang, who was being trained by Hu Shiwu in the distance, thought for a while and said: "The key is actually in two difficulties, one is the model aircraft engine, the speed characteristic parameters of the engine must be improved, which must redesign the current engine, increase the number of compressors and turbine stages, which requires the help of professionals."

The second problem, I do have a solution, maybe you can develop a simulation control station, integrate the flight control function, and then install the camera on the model airplane, and receive the analog video signal of the camera at the control station. ”

When Hu Wenhai said this, he simply spread his hands and said helplessly: "It's just that in this way, the project has undoubtedly become a big project, and I can't complete it alone." Instead of looking for me, it would be more appropriate for Grandpa Si to find my father. If the 501 factory takes the lead, the organization will be much easier. ”

Si Gu Xinyan's eyes lit up, and he nodded suddenly.

In the eighties, it was extremely difficult for individuals to do something. But on the other hand, the public wants to do something, but it is very convenient. If Hu Wenhai or Si Guxin want to push the project forward in their own name, it will be difficult to move an inch. But if it is the division-level 501 factory in the lead, what help is needed to find the superior unit directly, or only need a letter of introduction, a request for secondment, and the people who need it will come to me by themselves.

"Jiefang, this kid gave birth to a good son!" Si Gu Xinyi was still living there, and immediately heard what Hu Wenhai had in mind. To put it bluntly, the life of the troops is not easy, but is it possible that the life of the military industrial enterprises is better? Even if there are military industrial enterprises that have had a good time, it will not be the turn of the small 501 factory nested in Xiucheng. As the factory director, the pressure on Hu Jiefang's shoulders is not small.

And Hu Wenhai's idea is clearly not to pull business for the 501 factory.

But this is Zhou Yu beating Huang Gai, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. Si Guxin also understands that the model aircraft is a model aircraft after all, and if you want to promote the project of the simulator and make the model aircraft become a miniature version of the real aircraft, the 501 factory is indeed the best platform.

"I'll give you the responsibility to find the talent for engine improvement. How about you solve the problem of simulating the control platform?" Si Guxin began to bargain.

Hu Wenhai spread his hands and said scoundrelly: "There are no domestic products for the photoelectric tube responsible for the photoelectric conversion of the camera, even if it is the 501 factory, it can't be changed!"

Si Guxin's face was a little ugly, even a TV set was a rare thing in China for more than eight years, let alone a camera that was only equipped by a TV station.

As the core element of the camera, the camera tube is not only a scarce resource, but also very expensive.

But even so, a camera tube is nothing compared to a fighter jet. The price of aviation fuel is already high, and coupled with the loss of the life of the aircraft, there is no difference between the fighter jet and the burning of money every moment in the sky. A little bit of exposure in the training budget will be enough to make up the money for the camera tube.

"Okay, I'm also responsible for this!" Si Guxin gritted his teeth and recognized it.

Hu Wenhai laughed heartily: "Then thank you Grandpa Si, as long as my dad nods, I will definitely go all out!"

"Your old Hu family, there is no fuel-efficient lamp ......" Si Guxin sighed helplessly.

To say, the idea of a real aircraft simulation is really tempting. Hu Wenhai's model Si Gu Xin has studied, using just an ordinary gasoline and diesel mixture, and a 5L flight of fuel is enough to go around the sky for two hours.

The biggest cost is nothing more than the high-speed bearing of the engine -- there is no such thing on the domestic market that can meet the demand of 80,000 revolutions, and at present, Hu Wenhai can find the best domestic goods, and barely use it with a life span of 30 to 50 hours. But I can't stand this bearing, it's a domestic product, and it's replaced if it's broken. Anyway, it's a simulator, so you don't have to worry about getting killed if you fall.

The resulting savings in fighter life and fuel alone are a real source of jubilant excitement.

If this project can really be realized, it can be said that for the Air Force, which is now in a difficult period, it will be like a pillow for sleepiness. As the principal of an aviation school, Si Guxin knows what to expect. The combat effectiveness of fighter pilots is basically equal to the number of flight hours. If at the current frequency of flights, it will not be long before the tactical level of the Chinese pilots becomes a joke.

Si Gu Xin threw Hu Wenhai in place without looking back, and turned his head to find Hu Jiefang. Together with Hu Shiwu, the three of them stood in front of the airport office building and talked until dark.

The day passed like this, and after the sun went down in the evening, Hu Jiefang made a phone call and directly called a 212 jeep.

The three grandchildren of the old Hu family said goodbye to Si Guxin, and finally returned home.

Hu Jiefang glanced at Hu Wenhai with a complicated expression, shook his head helplessly, and said, "You kid, I really don't know who this tossing and turning is." If it goes on like this, I don't know if it's good or bad......"

"Who's with you?" Hu Shiwu pouted and broke the news: "When you were a child, you were much more worried than Wen Hai, and once took you back to your hometown, didn't count going down to the river to climb trees, and strangled the big yellow dog guarding the door of your second uncle's house with Hu Hu's father! Look at your little bit of interest, you designed a turbojet engine for me when you were sixteen years old, did you know how to write the word turbojet at that time?"

"Dad, can you save me some face, so how can I educate Wenhai in the future!"

"Oh, then can you give me some face too, and don't blame us Wenhai for everything?"

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The ecological chain relationship between the grandchildren of the old Hu family will not be said for the time being, the three generations of the grandchildren of the Hu family live in a bungalow in Xiucheng, the sun sets late in summer, and the jeep will send people home, and the meal has already passed.

Hu Jiefang carefully opened the door lock, glanced at the courtyard with a flick of his head, and then pushed the gate open with a cheer.

"Your mother must still be working overtime in the factory, hurry up and come in." Hu Jiefang greeted him, and the grandfather and grandson boldly pushed the door open and went home.

Hu's house is a three-room bungalow with a small courtyard, sitting in two main houses facing north and south, Hu Shiwu lives on the left, and Hu Jiefang and his daughter-in-law live on the right. Hu Wenhai lives in a side house on the east side, and although the yard is not big, it is much better than living in a tube building like a pigeon coop.

The root of Hu Wenhai's grandmother's illness before liberation went a few years after giving birth to Hu Jiefang. Over the years, Hu Shiwu patronized Hu Jiefang, and he didn't have time to look for it again, so he lived alone. He hammered his shoulder, glanced at Hu Jiefang warningly, and snorted: "People are old, it's useless, I'm going to rest." ”

"Dad, I'll wash your feet. ”

Hu Jiefang wanted to follow Hu Shiwu into the house, but he pushed him out: "No need, I know you have something to say to Wenhai, I have my own hands and feet, and it is your turn to wash my feet?"

Hu Shiwu closed the door with a bang, so that Hu Jiefang couldn't help touching his nose, so he had to turn his head to look at Hu Wenhai.

"You ......" Hu Jiefang groaned, pointed to the east side room and said, "Go to your room, let's talk about it today." ”

Hu Wenhai nodded, pushed open the door of his room, and walked in.

Hu Jiefang shook his head helplessly, his son is really a demon when he talks about it. Ever since he was a child, he has never felt the sense of authority that others have as fathers. The director of the 501 factory, who has thousands of people under his command, is always unable to suppress his son in terms of momentum, which is simply strange.

Hu Wenhai's room is very simple, a bed, a set of desks and a row of bookshelves are all there is. The shelves were full of periodicals, magazines, and extracurricular books, and there was a pot of ivy on the desk, and its branches and leaves climbed to the concrete floor.

Hu Jiefang sat on the bed and said seriously: "Are you sure about the matter of the simulation machine? You must know that opening a project involves at least tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of dollars, and you have to know what you are doing! Usually take some scraps in the factory, forget it, really go to the project, this is not a thing for you to play!"

Hu Wenhai carried a chair opposite him, and said with the same stern expression: "Dad, let me ask you a question, have you thought about how you will go in the future?"

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