Lu Jiadong nodded here, and after Liu Liang, who was standing next to him, listened to Zhao Rusong's story about Yang Hongyi's past, the curiosity in the young man's heart was opened, so that after Zhao Rusong finished speaking, Liu Liang interjected with the intention of finding out:

"Professor Zhao, this Yang Hongyi, Chief Master Yang is so capable, so what does he look like?"

"Look at my memory, if it weren't for Xiao Liu's reminder, alas, I'm really" Liu Liang's words can be described as a reminder to the person in the dream, Zhao Rusong said for a long time to let Lu Jiadong help him inquire about people, but he didn't even know the specific characteristics of this person, how to inquire well, so when he listened to Liu Liang's words, Zhao Rusong couldn't help but shake his head laughingly, and then thought for a few seconds, and then continued to speak:

"He's a little taller than me, he's very thin, he doesn't usually like to talk, and he doesn't communicate with others much, but don't look at him with a cold face, but his heart is very hot."

With Zhao Rusong's description of Yang Hongyi's appearance, Hu Qinghua, who was sitting next to him, didn't feel anything, but Lu Jiadong, who was opposite him, couldn't help but be stunned, and Liu Liang even muttered to himself:

"Tall and thin, with a cold face and a hot heart, working hard, and still an old rightist!" After saying this, Liu Liang's eyes flashed twice in an instant, but then a pair of eyebrows suddenly locked together, and then in a speculative tone, he lowered his head and whispered to Lu Jiadong:

"Chief Master Lu, why is this person Professor Zhao talking about so similar to Lao Yang in our factory?"

"Lao Yang, who is that Lao Yang you are talking about?" Although Liu Liang's voice was not loud, it did not hide from Zhao Rusong's ears, especially the sentence "Lao Yang", which suddenly provoked Zhao Rusong's sensitive nerves, so that his whole body bounced up from the chair as if it was loaded with a spring. With inexplicable excitement on his face, he couldn't stop asking Liu Liang:

"Xiao Liu, tell me quickly, what does that old Yang look like? Is he still in your factory?"

"This" Zhao Rusong's sudden move startled Liu Liang, and in the face of Zhao Rusong's question, he didn't know how to answer at all. But Lu Jiadong, who was sitting next to him, was much calmer:

"We do have an old Yang in Wanshan Factory, but this old Yang is called Yang Limin, not Yang Hongyi, but judging from the appearance and character that Professor Zhao just said, the two are indeed very similar!"

"Really?" As soon as Lu Jiadong's voice fell, Zhao Rusong couldn't help but shout excitedly as if he had overcome a technical problem, and at this moment, Hu Qinghua, who was sitting on the side, immediately cleared up in his mind after hearing Yang Limin's name:

"Teacher. Jia Dong is right!" Hu Qinghua's words attracted Zhao Rusong's gaze, and Hu Qinghua continued with a slightly excited smile:

"Our factory this old Yang is also an old rightist, the figure and appearance are very close to the teacher, the most important thing is that his aerodynamic attainments are very deep, the 130mm bottom row grenade and the new sniper rifle special high-precision bullet type and aerodynamic calculation and molding produced by our factory are all responsible for the calculation and design of this old Yang"

"Aerodynamic calculations and designs of shells and bullets?" Before Hu Qinghua finished speaking, Zhao Rusong's eyes couldn't help but condense. As a veteran expert who has been fighting on the military front for many years, Zhao Rusong is well aware of the complexity of the aerodynamic formation of ammunition. If you don't have a solid foundation and sufficient practical experience, you can't do such a difficult design and calculation, since Lao Yang of Wanshan Factory can make it, then he must think of this, Zhao Rusong couldn't help but pat his thigh fiercely:

"Yes, it's him, yes! it's him!"

Then he turned his head to Lu Jiadong's side. With a look of excitement and eagerness on his face, he spoke quickly but with a slight tremor:

"Jiadong, I want to go to Wanshan Factory with you, I want to meet this Lao Yang!"

In fact, from Lu Jiadong's heart, he also wants to know Yang Limin's secret. And Zhao Rusong may be the key that opens the lock of Yang Limin's heart, which is why Lu Jiadong's answer is also without hesitation:

"As long as the superiors agree, we are always welcome!"

As soon as Lu Jiadong's voice fell, Zhao Rusong replied with an excited look: "This is no problem, from tomorrow onwards, our portable individual rocket development team will not have more than ten days off, I will take this opportunity to go over!"

"Teacher, there have been a few letters from the master's side, or you should go first."

"Just write a letter and go back when the time comes!" Before Hu Qinghua finished speaking, Zhao Rusong waved his hand, but as he spoke, Zhao Rusong's expression became playful when he looked at Hu Qinghua:

"Lao Yang is in your factory, but Xiaohu, you are good, I don't know anything when I ask you!"

Listening to his teacher's reproach, Hu Qinghua smiled awkwardly: "Teacher, you also know, I don't care much about people!" Hu Qinghua is right, he is not very interested in anyone except for technology, if he is not interested in technical information, then for all kinds of people it is just a glance and forget, as Hu Qinghua's teacher, Zhao Rusong naturally knows his students, so after listening to Hu Qinghua's words, he did not criticize too much, but pointed to the door and said:

"Let's go, help me pack up my things, and I'll go back to Wanshan Factory with Jiadong later!"

Then Zhao Rusong and Lu Jiadong agreed on a time, and left in a hurry, just after lunch, Lu Jiadong and his entourage, with Zhao Rusong, who had completed the leave application, left the guest house of the G Military Region in two military green canvas jeeps, and galloped towards the long-lost Wanshan Factory

"The bullet type can be a little more slender, but in this way the resistance is reduced, but the centripetal deflection and jitter of the ammunition in the air are uncertain, and the dispersion and accuracy are difficult to guarantee" On the way to work early in the morning, Yang Limin pushed the bicycle with one hand and simulated the action of the shell flying in the air with the other hand.

He couldn't stop talking about the possible effects, but as he spoke, Yang Limin couldn't help but shake his head, and at this moment, several young workers in the factory walked towards Yang Limin and greeted Yang Limin respectfully:

"Section Chief Yang is early!"

"Morning!" Yang Limin's reply was concise and to the point, and his slightly stiff face also showed a slight smile, although it looked a little unnatural, but he could detect the sincerity of this smile when he tasted it, and after intersecting with these young factory workers, Yang Limin fell into contemplation again, and his mouth continued to talk to himself:

"The shape of the jujube nuclear bomb is no problem, but the stability of the air flight is difficult to guarantee, no matter what, the side must be added to the centering piece in order to ensure the stability of the air attitude, yes, it should be done like this, wait for Jiadong to come back and discuss with him!"

After saying this, Yang Limin couldn't help but stop, and looked at the gate of the factory through the thin morning fog with both hands, and the voice sounded again:

"Jiadong, they've been from Yangcheng for almost three days, and they should be back! No, I have to hurry up and determine the location and shape of the centering piece!"

As soon as Yang Limin's words fell, he held the handlebars with both hands and sped up his pace, but his mind was still thinking about the data and situation of the jujube nuclear bomb, but no matter how he thought about it, Yang Limin never knew the essentials, and finally felt that it was only practical to go to the office and take the straw paper to actually calculate.

Thinking of this, Yang Limin wanted to arrive at the office faster, so he tightened his grip on the handlebars, stepped on the pedal of the bicycle with one foot, and just wanted to slide forward, there was a roar of the jeep engine behind him, which slowly increased from far and near, which made Yang Limin pause for a moment.

However, this did not affect Yang Limin's action of preparing to ride, just when Yang Limin was about to step on the bicycle after sliding for a distance, the jeep behind him suddenly sounded a sharp and piercing brake sound, and then Yang Limin's ears came with a familiar voice that had not been heard for many years:

"Chief Master Yang!"

At this time, Yang Limin had already stepped on the bicycle, but hearing this familiar voice and the name that had long been unfamiliar, Yang Limin couldn't help but gently pinch the brake under the grip, and at this moment the voice sounded in his ears again, but this time with a faint cry:

"Chief Master Yang, it's me!

After hearing the word "Rusong", Yang Limin squeezed the brakes suddenly, and the bicycle he sat on was immediately fixed in place, and Yang Limin was also like this bicycle, fixed there, as if his whole body was passed by several currents, so that Yang Limin's every pore couldn't help but spread out.

Every cell in the body is running at high speed, and the memory that has long been hidden in his heart is also opened, like a slide in his mind, constantly projected out, although Yang Limin also tried to control it, but once this memory is opened, it is like a surging flood can no longer help himself.

Just like his tear glands, once this memory is connected, tears involuntarily fill his eyes, and at this time a rush of footsteps sounded in his ears, and it didn't take long for an old man who was over half a hundred years old, with gray hair and a sense of arrogance like back then, ran to him, and before he could speak, tears rolled down the wrinkles of the old man's knife:

"Chief Master Yang, I finally found you!" (To be continued......)