1367 Sword in the Sky
Hearing that it was a cold, Yang Xiaotao looked at it on the side and felt a bit like it.
As for cold medicine, if it's not enough, there are still a lot of it in your own space.
The last time the exchange bar appeared, just in case, I exchanged points.
When the military doctor heard that someone else had a cold, he got up and left to check on him.
"Boy, I'm sorry you found out early, when you return to Sijiu City, I'll invite you to drink, and you will be responsible for stir-frying."
Wang Lao is as shrewd as ever.
Yang Xiaotao smiled when he heard this, "Okay, when the time comes, go to my house, and if you don't get drunk, you won't return." β
"You're responsible for sending me back."
"That's not necessary, you can stay in my house."
The two laughed, and Father Ran was silent with a smile on the side.
In the afternoon, sure enough, a few more people were found to have a cold, and their body temperature was high, almost 40 degrees.
Fortunately, the military doctor was well prepared, and when he came, he brought a lot of medicines, drank water and took medicine, and the self-destructive director who was the first to be discovered had already had a fever at this time, but he was still lying in bed and couldn't get up.
Yang Xiaotao estimated that he would not be able to see tomorrow's fireworks.
And they did not take it to heart.
In recent years, there have been many headaches and brain fevers, and most of them are carried on their shoulders, and they can't resist it, so they will find medicine to eat.
At night, Yang Xiaotao clearly felt that the wind had become lighter, and the tent was no longer blowing straight, and it was obvious that the weather department's speculation was correct.
Inexplicably, I look forward to tomorrow.
When the night fell, Yang Xiaotao was lying on the bed, but the three of Ran's father on the side were asleep.
The snoring was not small at all.
I slept so well last night, and they didn't sleep well.
It's okay now, it's going to start tomorrow, but I can't sleep.
couldn't sleep, Yang Xiaotao simply lay down, and then asked Xiaowei to use her ability to have a one-sided video with her daughter-in-law.
Seeing Ran Qiuye lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, and kicking the sheet on his stomach during the Dragon Boat Festival next to him, Yang Xiaotao couldn't help laughing.
As for the two girls sleeping honestly, that is, this habit of sleeping on their stomachs can't be changed for a while!
Looking at it, Yang Xiaotao became confused, and then fell asleep listening to the snoring.
When Yang Xiaotao woke up again, Ran's father was already dressed, greeted Yang Xiaotao, and hurriedly got up.
Yang Xiaotao was excited, got dressed, got out of bed and put on shoes, and then followed out of the tent.
The sky is exceptionally blue and cloudless.
The wind, blowing slowly, was exceptionally cool.
Yesterday I wore long sleeves and had a cold nose, and today I wore long sleeves, and I had to roll up my sleeves.
Several people came to the place where they were eating, ate something, and then went to the observation point with the protective suits they had been issued.
Yang Xiaotao took a special look, and sure enough, the self-destructing director and a few of them didn't come.
I guess I can't get up.
Several people came to the observation point, Yang Xiaotao found a high position on the slope and sat down, holding a camera in his hand, trying to record what he saw, and waited back in the courtyard to show his daughter-in-law and children.
β¦β¦
Launch bases.
Qian Lao came to the underground control room and looked at the last seven people left behind, with a kind face.
"As long as you do what you ask, you won't have a problem!"
The seven people nodded, and then Qian Lao personally checked the various instrument parts, and found that there was no problem, and then left the underground control center.
"Chief, it's all ready, just waiting for you to evacuate!"
The director hurriedly stepped forward, but Qian Lao looked at the missiles that had entered the launch state and set up.
"Look at it, what does it look like?"
"What?"
"Like one, apple tree?"
The director frowned, wondering why the chief said this.
However, before he could answer, Qian Lao had already turned around and walked to the car.
The wind was still blowing, blowing his shirt up, "Next, just wait for it to bloom and bear fruit!" β
At noon, the convoy arrived at Observation Point 3.
When Yang Xiaotao saw Qian Lao and others coming, he knew in his heart that it wouldn't be long before the experiment began.
Qian Lao came to shake hands with everyone, and Yang Xiaotao also stepped forward to say hello.
Seeing Yang Xiaotao holding the camera, he joked, "You're very well prepared!" β
Yang Xiaotao nodded, "Of course, such an important historical moment, of course, must be recorded." β
"Looks like you have a lot of faith in us."
"If you don't have faith, you won't use it! Just go home and pick up the baby! β
After Yang Xiaotao finished speaking, the people around him were happy.
Wang Lao nodded even more, came to Ran's father and muttered quietly, Ran's father was a little hesitant on his face.
Still, I nodded my head in response.
"Chief, when will I come over, I have to prepare in advance?"
Yang Xiaotao asked curiously, and Qian Lao looked at his watch.
The people around me also looked at their watches.
According to the plan, it will start sharply at 1 p.m. sharp.
But it takes time for the missile to fly over, and when it flies through everyone's field of vision, it is only about ten seconds.
Maybe if you lose your mind, you won't be able to see it.
"According to the flight speed, it will be about eight minutes to fly to us."
Everyone immediately looked at each other, and then came to the side and waited.
"Xiao Tao!"
Yang Xiaotao returned to the high ground and sat down, surrounded by people.
Father Ran beside him suddenly spoke.
"Dad, what's wrong?"
"Just now, Mr. Wang came to me and wanted to ask for tungsten-copper alloy and aluminum alloy from you."
No beating around the bush, nothing obscure.
The relationship between him and Yang Xiaotao is here, just say it.
After speaking, Father Ran's eyes were staring at the sky, and he didn't turn his head.
Yang Xiaotao looked at Father Ran, and then at Elder Wang, who was arranging work in the distance, and shook his head secretly.
You know that there is no such thing as a free lunch.
I've only eaten a few meals, and I'm going to charge for the meal!
"Dad, how much do you want?"
"I didn't say it, you guys should look even."
"This time it's for the 3 sections, they're in charge of the research on ship missiles!"
"Now the situation in the Navy is not optimistic, and it is all up to the planes to support the faΓ§ade!"
"Get the missiles out as soon as possible, and give an account to the country as soon as possible."
Yang Xiaotao listened to the reasons in his throat.
Last time in Shanghai, he made a special phone call with Comrade Lao Jin to understand the situation.
Although Comrade Lao Jin praised his eldest cousin vigorously, the occasional emotion he showed made him aware of the risks of that battle.
A small boat against a big ship, to win, in addition to the soldiers' lives, but also to have a piece of luck.
It's just that this luck is the most ethereal, maybe the enemy is more cautious, and the luck is gone.
Therefore, when Ran's father said this, Yang Xiaotao's first thought was that if there were two missiles on the ship at that time, it is estimated that it would have been done a long time ago.
"The machine shop can help."
After thinking for a while, Yang Xiaotao replied, "But I have to find a reason, so I will cooperate with the Machinery Factory with the Seventh Machine Department to develop high-precision machine tools, so that no one else can say it." β
Father Ran listened, and then nodded, "Okay, that's a good reason." β
He mentioned to Yang Xiaotao a long time ago about the study of machine tools, and the machinery factory was also going on.
With this reason, it is also convenient for Yang Xiaotao to operate.
Of course, since you have to cooperate, you can't do it to people.
"Okay, I'll tell him."
Yang Xiaotao nodded, and the two didn't say more, but discussed what was about to happen.
"Dad, how far can this missile go?"
"You're talking about this time?"
"Hmm!"
"Theoretical data is capable of flying 1,300 kilometers. However, the aluminum alloy you made last time, we redesigned it to fly 1,500 kilometers. β
"Of course, with the help of the Earth's rotation, this distance will increase!"
After Father Ran finished speaking, Yang Xiaotao nodded, calculated the distance in his heart, and muttered in a low voice, "This distance can reach a small day." β
"What do you say?"
"No, whatever."
Yang Xiaotao looked back at the sky, "Wait until you go back, and strive to make it bigger!" β
Father Ran listened and nodded.
"Later, there will be!"
The two didn't say anything more, looking at their watches from time to time.
As he spoke, another person rode to the observation point.
Yang Xiaotao looked at it from a distance, and Wang Lao and Qian Lao stepped forward to greet them, and they should be superior leaders.
Then everyone came to the observation point and waited with the people present.
Twelve fifty-five o'clock.
Underground control room of the launch base.
After the seven people who stayed behind did the final checks and reported to the command, they waited for news.
At this time, in Sijiu City, an old man was sitting by the telephone, waiting for news.
Bell bell bell
The old man quickly picked up the phone and immediately heard the voice on the other end of the phone.
"Wei Yaowu, Dai Hong, pass the physical examination."
"Let's go!"
The old man listened for a while, and then his face was solemn.
When I got up from my seat, the microphone in my hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and my voice became serious.
"Let's go!"
"Yes!"
Hanging up, the old man sat back in his chair again.
Fingers kept tapping on the table.
In the next second, the old man felt for his pocket, but it was empty.
"Don Jr!"
The door opened, and Secretary Tang came in!
"Chief!"
"Here comes the cigarette!"
Secretary Tang hesitated slightly, but still went out, and after a while, he took a pack of cigarettes and sent it to the old man.
The old man took out one, lit it, and then asked Secretary Tang to leave.
A man, pinching a cigarette, continued to wait in the house.
At the same time, under the launch base.
Seven people gathered together, and the leader hung up the phone, with a smile on his face.
"Comrades! The suicide note is all written! β
"Lao Gao, it's all ready!"
One person next to him spoke, and everyone else nodded.
"Good!"
Lao Gao glanced at his watch, "Lao Wang, Xiao Tong, prepare!" β
Lao Wang, who was holding a pocket watch on the side, nodded, and then looked at Xiao Tong, who was launching the button.
"Ten, nine..."
Time passes in the countdown.
When the last syllable fell and the two words of launch were shouted, Xiao Tong, who was in charge of the launch, pressed the switch.
In the next second, seven people stood together, hugging each other tightly.
Wait together.
β¦β¦
"It's time!"
"Attention, it's time!"
Someone shouted loudly, and at this moment, everyone's necks looked at the south in unison.
Yang Xiaotao looked up, and time passed minute by minute.
The people around him couldn't sit still anymore, stood up and looked around.
Some people looked down at the time and whispered as if they were counting down.
Wang Lao and Qian Lao also stood up, and the leaders around them also looked up at the sky.
"There!"
Suddenly, a man raised his finger to the sky and shouted.
Everyone's eyes followed Fang Zheng.
A white line appeared in the southeast, moving quickly through the air in a southwesterly direction.
"That's it!"
Father Ran clenched his fists beside him.
Yang Xiaotao picked up the camera and took two photos, the distance was too far, only the black dots in front could be seen, and more of it was the long white line behind!
"The location is right, the flight speed is right, that's what we can see here!"
Han Sanfeng suddenly ran out of the observation point and shouted loudly, and some people had already raised their fists and waved them vigorously.
"It's gone!"
Yang Xiaotao looked at the black dot that disappeared in front of him, and in less than a minute, it was gone!
There are only white lines left in the sky!
"Put your glasses on, get ready!"
Ran's father suddenly spoke, and then put on protective goggles, and Yang Xiaotao quickly put them on when he saw it.
Then they all looked to the west.
On the other side, Qian Lao and the others were also wearing glasses and looking nervously at the northwest sky.
Time passed by second by second.
Until a dazzling light erupted in the distance, and then I saw a black dot quickly enlarge, and in a short time, it became a huge black cloud.
In the field of vision of Yang Xiaotao's camera, the black cloud, like a curtain, obscured the entire sky.
"Look good!"
Father Ran said with interest, this is the second time!
"Beautiful!"
Yang Xiaotao said distractedly, and the whole person was trembling.
I didn't notice that the tremor in my chest was even more obvious.
Waiting for the black clouds to start rising, waiting for the surrounding wind to start sweeping, waiting for a long time, until the cheers around came, Yang Xiaotao put down the camera and shouted together.
"Comrades!"
On the hillside, Wang Lao was holding an iron horn with a smile on his face.
"On August 9, 1965, at thirteen o'clock in the afternoon, our unit launched the missile on time."
"Thirteen:9:04 p.m."
"Fly for nine minutes and four seconds, reach the target airspace!"
"We've hit the target!"
The next moment, cheers suddenly rang out.
"Hooray~"
"Long live !!"
The sound resounded through the heavens and the earth, shaking the universe.
Forty-nine cities.
The old man was staring at the cigarette butt that was about to burn to his head.
The phone rang suddenly.
The old man grabbed the phone again, and before he could speak, a happy voice had already arrived.
"It's home!"
"Arriving home?"
"It's home!"
Hahaha
The old man hung up the phone, picked up the cigarette butt that was about to burn to the filter, and took a hard puff before picking up the phone.
(End of chapter)
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