The Soviet troops defending the factory, under the charge of the Outer Mongolian knights, only threw out two grenades, and then they were overwhelmed by countless war horses. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Speed, it's the drawings you want! If you see someone burning documents, don't kill them for the time being, and after you put out the fire, all of them will be put into custody!! ”

The factory is so large that even if more than 10,000 people rush in, it will not be able to cover it for a while.

Fortunately, the goal of the mountain artillery is very clear, and all office locations must be occupied as soon as possible!

And many workers and engineers in the factory have already picked up all kinds of weapons, ready to desperately resist the enemy who suddenly rushed in.

In the indifferent eyes of the mountain artillery, hundreds of Bobosha roared in the noisy Russian roar.

As the mountain cannon thought, this is indeed the predecessor of the Sukhoi Aviation Group!

Three fuselages that are being assembled, as well as wings ready to be spliced, occupy most of the space in the factory.

Semi-finished systems are not needed, and mountain artillery does not recognize the models of these old aircraft.

"Stop !!"

Thinking of Sukhoi Aviation Group, Mountain Artillery suddenly thought of Sukhoi!

Famous Soviet aircraft designer, one of the founders of the Soviet jet supersonic aircraft!

In my memory, the design bureau that this guy opened in the future, and the aircraft designed in the first ten years were not put into production, and it was not until the fifties that it was reopened and became famous all over the world.

The point is, this guy is estimated to be in his forties now!

And, quite possibly, right here!

Outside, the buildings are being cleaned one by one, and many centurions and thousands of centurions are still sorting out the materials.

Many of the offices in the factory were quickly extinguished as soon as a puff of black smoke came out.

"Gather all the aircraft designers!!" Shan Pao is a little worried in his heart, such a valuable talent, don't be surprised by yourself!

However, it's not right, the Soviets can be used by themselves?

These technical talents are not like the Soviet fighters who were captured and lived in the Far East!

It's all Union over there, and some people were born there, live there, and even if they are captured, their families are there!

And this is the hinterland of the Soviet Union!

And, such a person, whether it is the honor of the country or the sense of belonging to the country, is particularly strong, can it be that Yuri's own self can control?

There are a total of thirteen designers, old and young, male and female.

They all glared angrily at the strange armed men around them who were capturing their colleagues.

"Who are you? Do you know that this is the 152nd National Aviation Factory? An old man in a military uniform and tie roared at the horse that had captured him.

"Novosibirsk Chkalov plant?" The mountain artillery was puzzled, the sign hanging at the door just now, wasn't it Chkalov?

"That's the back! Behind!! Damn, what the hell are you troops? Didn't Comrade Starling want planes anymore? ”

"I'll go, this old man can do it!" Mountain Artillery was interested in this person, except for the Soviet army when Ulla shouted for Starling, at other times, I really didn't see anyone who called Starling's name.

"What's your name?"

"Andrei Nikolayevich Tupolev! Soldiers, I will report to Comrade Starling what you have done, not only killing our engineers, but also destroying the model of the aircraft!! ”

"Tupolev? Where is Sukhoi? "The mountain cannon is a bit big, could it be that this old man is the founder of the Tu Bang series? It can't be such a coincidence, right?

Tupolev: a famous aircraft designer of the USSR and even the world, a mentor of many famous designers of the Soviet Union, an important masterpiece of the future: Tu-95, Tu-22.

Such a precious talent, he should stay in Mokos!

"Who the hell are you?" Hearing the question, the old man became a little vigilant.

The mountain cannon stroked his beard, and suddenly reacted again, Mao Zi didn't know what this meant at all.

Then he pointed to the armband on his shoulder, "Look, what is this?" ”

"Chinese? Are you the Chinese army? How can it be?!! ”

"Uhh Do you understand? Take it all away! ”

I don't care if I can use it for myself, I will take it back first!

There are a lot of drawings that have been scavenged, most of them are unmass-produced aircraft, and the mountain artillery has looked through it several times, but I haven't been able to hear the prompt sound of the system!

It's weird!

The mountain cannon kicked the skin planks under his feet, and recycled the equipment in the factory into the system one by one.

Some of the machines and equipment are valuable, some are not, in addition to the metal, the system of the pit dad can occasionally recycle some raw materials!

Except for one plane made of wood, the other two are all-metal, and, by their looks, somewhat similar to fighters!

However, more than a dozen engines that seemed to be brand new attracted the attention of the mountain artillery.

"Ding, activate the ASH series star-type air-cooled engine!"

"Ding, activate the V-type liquid-cooled piston engine, AM series!"

"Ding, activate the BMW-6 liquid-cooled engine!"

Even if the mountain artillery does not understand engine technology, it is a little confused at this time, V-engine?!

BMW is in the future, who doesn't know?

The BMW and the V-type engine were put together, and the mountain artillery immediately opened its eyes with excitement.

Then I opened the menu and pulled out the engine parameters that I was looking for.

AM series engine: optional horsepower: 690hp / 930hp / 970hp / 1200hp / 1350hp.

Optional: 1400hp/1550hp/1665hp/1760hp/1850hp.

R&D options for researchers: 1900hp/2000hp/2700hp/3100hp.

ASH Series Engine:...

BMW Series Engine:・・・

・・・・

hp: horsepower.

The horsepower is different, the weight, the rear gearbox, the supercharger, the reduction gear, the intake compression ratio is different, the volume is different, the speed is different, and the current AM series is better than the ASH series.

Looking at the dense data, the head of the mountain cannon felt a little like it was about to explode.

But it's really what you're looking for!

Although these are all aircraft engines, both the BMW-VI and its improved M-17 family have been activated!

What we have to do now is nothing more than to reduce the weight and size on the premise of maintaining power, and make this thing a road tank!

However, the AM-34 has a power of 850 horsepower, a speed of 1800 rpm, a compression ratio of 6, and a weight of 585 kg.

This might be able to fit on the Big Mac!

No matter how you say it, it's taller than the 300-horsepower nameless diesel engine that you messed around roughly!

Don't doubt that Maozi's engine was developed from an aero engine.

The British Rolls-Royce engine, which has been copied by various countries, we haven't had a chance to contact it yet, so let's wait for the future!

As for the problem of large tank volumes in the future, this is called violent aesthetics!

"Master, I found it, Sukhoi is at the 156th National Aviation Plant next to Lake Baikal, which belongs to the Tupolev Design Bureau and is located in Irkutsk, Central Siberia!" The commander, who was still checking the information, handed a list of counted to the mountain artillery.

"Rub, isn't that in the north of Ulaanbaatar?!"

As soon as he complained, he looked through the mountain cannon on the white paper, raised his head in a daze, and patted Commander Ma Qian's shoulder, "Brother, where did you find this?" ”

"In the office on the far left, the suitcase has not been opened, and most of the drawings and materials have been turned out from there, and there is an identity certificate inside, and the photo on it is the old man just now."

Yamacannon swallowed his saliva and rummaged through the various offices, eventually finding the phone number leading to the outside from the office on the far left.

But looking at the name on the top of the white paper, the mountain cannon felt a little unrealistic.

Starling's hotline!

Shall we fight or not?

What should I say?

However, this phone number still made the mountain artillery believe that this old man was Tupolev!

The mountain cannon wiped his nose and stretched out his evil right hand. (To be continued.) )