Chapter 11

It was only in the middle of the night when Zhuang Jianye felt vaguely that some light was flashing. He saw that Shi Jun didn't know when he would come back. He was lying on his desk with a lamp and was dazed by a pile of open books. He couldn't help looking at his watch. Good guy, it's three o'clock in the morning. He couldn't help asking Shi Jun, "why don't you sleep?"

"Sorry to wake you up." Shi Jun was a little sorry and immediately sighed. He closed the scattered books on the desk and was ready to go to bed. As soon as Zhuang Jianye was woken up, he discharged water from the toilet. Shi Jun asked, "how much do you know about our country's attack machine?"

"You mean Q5?" Although Zhuang Jianye woke up, his head was still a little confused. He got into the bed and said perfunctorily, "it's OK, but it's too late today. If you want to hear it, let's have a good chat tomorrow."

With that, Zhuang Jianye yawned. Obviously he didn't want to talk about it any more. Shi Jun was too embarrassed to ask. But he thought of the anxious director and chief engineer of the factory at the airport in the evening, as well as the foreign pilots who were constantly complaining and made the general army's representative look ugly. Shi Jun wanted to hold his breath.

"You should know the main hydraulic tank next to the landing gear of Q5. Today, pilots of country B took the Q5 for adaptability training. As a result, soon after taking off, there was a failure warning and we had no choice but to make a forced landing at the airport of our factory. The factory organized us to have a look and found that the baffle of the main hydraulic tank near the landing gear was convex to varying degrees Shape. "

He said, pausing for a moment, and his tone became heavy: "we worked together with the maintenance team of the army to repair it, but after a long time, it didn't work. On the contrary, the convex deformation became more and more severe. The pilots of country B began to question the quality of our plane, and the faces on the scene were very ugly."

"I said, old stone, would you please sleep?" Listening to Shi Jun's chattering is like chanting scriptures. Even if Zhuang Jianye is sleepy, he can't sleep. He can only beg for mercy.

As a result, Shi Jun sighed: "I'm in a panic and can't sleep."

This is the truth. He is a top student and knows foreign languages, so he can understand what the pilot of country B said. Although he didn't go too far, every question was like a slap in the face. He just felt that he couldn't breathe out and how could he sleep.

Zhuang Jianye couldn't understand Shi Jun's mood. He just wanted to go to sleep now. As long as he could stop the goods, he lifted the quilt and said vaguely, "Hey, isn't it the convex deformation on the baffle of the main hydraulic oil tank? The old problem of Mr. Wu is that either the spring of the oil return valve is too elastic, or the spring of a single valve is rusty. Just install an emergency landing gear oil drain valve, expand the exhaust hole of the diaphragm, add two aluminum pipes to the tank, and control the spring force. "

What he said was quick and vague, but Shi Jun heard it clearly. His eyes, which had been confused in the dark, suddenly lit up. He felt as if he had grasped something, and then began to think. After a moment, he felt as if something was fuzzy again, so he wanted to ask again. As a result, as soon as he was ready to speak, he heard the snoring on the bed next door.

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

Shi Jun can't help but shake his head with self mockery. He says that Zhuang Jianye is in a daze about his dream talk. He actually takes it seriously that he is really in a hurry to go to the doctor.

Thought and sighed, then covered the quilt.

The next day, when Zhuang Jianye got up, Shi Jun had already disappeared. Looking at the whole tofu on his bed, Zhuang Jianye was a little ashamed and wanted to get one according to the gourd. But after a long time, he still made a mess, so he gave up completely and went out to work.

At this time, Shi Jun is obviously not as pleasant as the quilt he made. Now he comes out of the Q5 on the tarmac covered with oil and shakes his head at Lin Guanghua: "this method is still not good."

Lin Guanghua shook his head to Qiao Chenyu, the director not far away. Qiao Chenyu sighed and said to he Ming, the chief engineer beside him, "we'd better wait for the comrades from the production plant to come here. We don't have the technical specifications for this model. We really can't get it."

He Ming hasn't been back at the airport since yesterday. He can't help it. This Q5 is not a product of ordinary troops, but a foreign trade aircraft purchased by country B. it involves a lot of things. Therefore, the local garrison and even the higher ministries and commissions require Yonghong factory to repair the aircraft as soon as possible, so as not to affect the sales of the aircraft.

The problem is that Yonghong factory specializes in repairing airplanes, and even has made airplanes, but the Q5 model has never been touched before. How can it be repaired without knowing?

But the instructions from the superior are still in my ears. Even if he Ming has a problem, he can only carry it down. Just like Qiao Chenyu, director of technology at the moment, he Ming can't make a statement immediately even if he wants to agree. He is quite embarrassed in silence.

Fortunately, this embarrassment was broken by the noisy foreign language of B pilot not far away. It was obvious that the pilot named Ali, with a moustache and wearing the B standard flying suit, saw the action here, realized the failure of another attempt, and immediately questioned the military representative through an interpreter whether the quality of Chinese fighters was so low.

Military representatives naturally denied it, but Ali continued with no face: "even if the quality is good, the maintainability is not very good. It has been 18 hours, and the small hydraulic tank partition can not be solved. In the case of high-intensity actual combat, such maintainability can only wait for a bomb at the airport."Ali's expression is very serious and serious. As a pilot who has experienced actual combat and has been fighting against neighboring countries and superpowers for many years, Ali has a special paranoia about the intact rate of fighters.

However, hearing these words, the military representatives turned red in their ears and could only turn the pressure on Ho Ming.

So he Ming, who was embarrassed, was embarrassed again. The foreign army only knew that they were professional aircraft repairers. If they couldn't repair the aircraft properly, they would naturally question the performance of the aircraft and their professional ability.

So he Ming was worried, but he couldn't find a way. He had to go to the next telecommunication room to hang up a long-distance call to the manufacturer and ask about the specific situation.

However, how can we explain the complicated technology on the phone? The more confused we are, the more confused we are.

In this way, the army leaders who came to supervise the war finally came to the conclusion: "Yonghong factory can't do it."

He was ready to call for a car to dismantle the plane and transport it to other factories for repair.

When he Ming and Shi Jun got this comment, they were very angry. Seeing that they were about to accept the fact, Shi Jun suddenly remembered Zhuang Jianye's words last night. At that time, he was in a hurry and went to the hospital without taking it seriously. But now, for his part, it's nothing wrong to throw one time. It's all like this. No matter how bad it is, it can't be worse. So he came up to Qiao Chenyu and lowered his voice "I have another way," he said