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Chapter 130: Just put a satellite

The next day!

Ring ~!

A burst of rapid phone calls summoned Lin Dong in his dream.

"Jia Zheng, is the sky falling or the ground sinking? Do you know what time it is now? It's less than 7 o'clock, do you know that I was busy all night last night? Can't you let me have a stable sleep?"

Jia Zheng rubbed his painful eardrums, and had no idea of ​​making mistakes at all. He said anxiously: "Mr. Dong, come to the industrial base, those old men will demolish the factory."

Lin Dong rubbed his eyes that had not yet woken up and said in confusion: "What old man? Who dares to demolish my factory?"

"Old Master Zhang Wen and Zhang, the box sent by Ling Jianjun was dismantled by the old man last night. So, it was all in an uproar. By the way, Mr. Dong, why did you get a rocket?"

Zhang Wen, chief engineer of Hurricane Industry, is a senior talent that Lin Dong has dug through hardships. He has been a doctor of both physics and chemistry. He once served as deputy director of the Taiwan Research Institute. He was lured into the industrial base by Lin Dong with various confidential drawings. In Lin Dong's eyes, this old man is more valuable than a rocket. He now lacks anything. He just lacks such senior talents. Although he is almost 70 years old, he is still energetic. Especially when he is engaged in scientific research, even Lin Dong was extremely impressed. This research madman is really a crazy person.

One hour later!

Lin Dong hurried to the industrial base and passed through many checkpoints and entered the base's scientific research center.

"Oh! Master Dong, you're here." As soon as Jia Zheng saw Lin Dong walk in, he quickly came up to him, wiping his cold sweat while walking. It seemed that he was quarreling with these old men.

More than a dozen white coats in the scientific research center were pointing around the rocket satellite. The average age of these people was about 50 years old. The youngest was 40-year-old Zhang Mingzhi, the son of old man Zhang Wen. These people can be said to be the core technical personnel of the industrial base.

The oldest man saw Lin Dong appear and asked quickly: "Mr. Lin, is this from the Taiwan authorities or our own industrial base?"

Of course, Lin Dong knew what the other party was asking. Seeing that everyone looked at him, he said decisively: "Of course it's ours."

The excitement flashed in Old Man Zhang's eyes, and he nodded in satisfaction and said, "That's good, everyone will tear it down."

"Haha, it's just my wish." A group of white coats rolled up their sleeves in an instant and began to knock and poke on the satellite.

Lin Dong was startled by this scene and said anxiously: "Oh! Don't, Mr. Zhang, what are you doing?"

Zhang Wen said without hesitation: "Haha, it's okay, Mr. Lin, we are just studying and thinking that this satellite is quite special."

"No, Mr. Zhang, this thing is a finished product. If it is broken, where will I go to get one."

"Mr. Lin, do you doubt our level?"

"Well! Have you ever built satellites?"

"No!"

“······”

Zhang Wen said confidently: "All different paths are the same. As long as you master the key points, what's the difficulty of building such a satellite."

Lin Dong curled his lips and said he didn't believe it.

Old Man Zhang did not notice Lin Dong's expression and said to himself: "By the way, Mr. Lin, you don't want to put a satellite by yourself, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Zhang, do we have this condition?" Lin Dong asked. He was still quite concerned about this question.

Zhang Wen said without hesitation: "There is no problem at all. Although we don't have rocket experts here, as long as the rocket itself has no problems, we can guarantee it to launch smoothly."

"What? Mr. Lin is in a hurry?"

“Some.”

"That's not a problem. Apart from the conventional weapons area, there is nothing to do in the industrial base, and the heavy installation area is basically nothing. Many people are idle, so it doesn't take much time to build a rocket launcher temporarily."

Lin Dong thought it would be very troublesome, so he couldn't help but feel happy and said anxiously: "How much time does it take?"

Old man Zhang touched his chin, thought for a while, and promised: "At most one week."

After 7 days, this exceeded Lin Dong's expectations, he said in a relaxed mood: "Old Zhang, I'll ask you for this matter. Seven days later, I will hold a celebration banquet at the industrial base."

Zhang Wen was stunned and suddenly laughed: "Okay, okay, then we old men must work hard and just wait for Mr. Lin's celebration wine."

After leaving the industrial base, Lin Dong shook his head and smiled bitterly. He still felt a little guilty about these old men. Is their excitement really for satellites? It is definitely not, but idle. Most of the things in the industrial base are finished products he exchanged in the super war system. It can be said that there is no room for this group of scientists to play. In fact, the requirements of these people are very simple, just to give them a place to study with peace of mind. Although this requirement is simple, this scientific research is a bottomless pit, and even the Taiwanese authorities will have restrictions, let alone a person who is heavily in debt.

"It's time to find something for these people."

If the satellite is successfully launched this time, a satellite research team can be set up by the way, and at least one satellite will be developed and launched every year. I think the research funding should not be much.

"Mr. Dong, do we really want to launch satellites?" Jia Zheng asked in the co-pilot.

"Haha, what's wrong, Lao Jia? What are you worried about?"

"Mr. Dong, it will terrify the Taiwanese authorities. Will this matter be left behind?"

"Haha, just put a satellite, just say we want to do satellite TV."

"Ahem!" Jia Zheng rolled his eyes and said helplessly: "Mr. Dong, I think this is a very serious issue."

"Oh!" Lin Dong sighed, looked out the car window, and said helplessly: "Old Jia, I never thought of development so radical, but unfortunately the plan could not keep up with the changes. The International Weapons Expo was two months ahead of schedule, which forced me to fight."

"Advance?" Jia Zheng said in surprise. He wanted to quickly open the international arms market. The International Weapons Expo was the most convenient way. As long as he was amazed at this conference, he would definitely become famous. He now understands Lin Dong's various layouts during this period. He set up the Taitung Garrison Brigade and launched satellites. This is to quickly build the foundation to deal with the counterattack of the Taiwan authorities.

Lin Dong closed his eyes and said slowly: "Old Jia, you should know that I can't wait for next year. The international situation will change too quickly. Obaniu will definitely make big moves during his term of office. The leaders of the Chinese and Soviet Union are also great courageous people. We must speed up and not miss any opportunity. If we miss it, we will not have our role in the future drama."

"Yes, we have done so much, we can't be a spectator." After Jia Zheng figured it out, a burst of pride ignited in his heart. If he could really participate in the changes in the new world pattern as Lin Dong predicted, it would be so proud. If their Hurricane Industry could really sit on the same negotiating table with the three major powers of the United States, the Soviet Union and China, it would be worth his death.

Lin Dong opened his eyes, the laziness of the past disappeared without a trace, his eyes were extremely firm, and he said, "Old Jia, wait, the day when our voices resounded throughout the world is not far away."
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