Traveling through the 60s, an interstellar woman makes a fortune by selling men

Wei Wei's main focus is on the large number of advanced electronic equipment installed on submarines.

"This submarine is already semi-automated. No wonder it only captured a few people." Wei Wei's hand brushed over the plane search radar and various installed systems. At a glance, there were three types of communication, electronic support, and navigation. class system.

"In order to stay away from noise sources, Country R chose to place the sonar equipment at the front of the bow," Yi Lao said thoughtfully. "The bow horizontal rudder is placed above the command platform enclosure. The silent performance design is very exquisite."

In this way, the submarine sails underwater more quietly. Since a better flow field has been designed for the bow sonar, no wonder it was not discovered when it dived into our waters.

Wei Wei found tools and personally isolated the connection between the torpedo and the submarine.

"Come a few people and move the heavy torpedo placed in the middle of the boat first." Wei Wei waved to the people waiting aside, "Be careful. When you go back, take it back to the base."

Great, another type of torpedo.

Yi Lao took two steps lightly, "This layout is very rare. The torpedo tube was moved to the middle part, and the large hydroacoustic equipment was set up in the bow outboard space. There is no obstruction between the middle part and the bow side for detection. This detection Ability improvement is not at 01:30.”

This is a bold change.

"Isn't Mr. Yi excited?" Wei Wei stared at the internal structure of the nuclear submarine. Although the layout is exquisite, theirs is not bad. "We can take the essence and optimize our nuclear submarine."

Anyway, we are still in the process of modeling, so there is no time to make changes.

"Of course, if you are moved, you must act. I have a hunch that after we have integrated this nuclear submarine, we will brainstorm again and come up with a design that will definitely lead the world."

Yi Lao was cheerful, staring at the nuclear submarine that was about to be cut into two pieces with tender eyes, "Let me, Xiao Wei, make a small contribution. Don't think that Uncle Yi's contribution is small."

"Then let me lend you your kind words," Wei Wei was also in a happy mood. No matter how small a mosquito's legs are, they are still meat, so who would mind.

After checking that the search and attack periscope groups were intact under artillery fire, he was even more overjoyed and removed them himself.

"We also brought the periscope group back. We can use the mirror to get a glimpse of their CNC grinder technology, so as not to become a frog in the well." Wei Wei puffed up his cheeks. The technical blockade was too cruel.

Not to mention looking at the world, your opponents won't even bother to let you see where they are.

Sad, want to cry.

Qian Xiemin and Mu Xin worked hard to draw the dense structural breakdown diagrams, and at the same time marked the diagrams simply and clearly to avoid forgetting them when they returned.

"Xiemin, Xinxin, have you finished painting?" Yi Lao looked back and saw that the structural dismantling had come to an end, but he didn't know the progress of the painting.

"It's still a little bit close. I haven't drawn the disassembly of various electronic devices yet. Just give it a little more time, just a little bit." Mu Xin reached into his pocket and dug through it, but did not take out the handkerchief. Then he remembered that she had gone out. Urgent, I didn’t bring a handkerchief.

In order to prevent sweat from dripping on the paper and smearing the handwriting, I moved my arm and was about to wipe the sweat from my forehead on the short sleeve of my arm when a handkerchief stretched out from the side.

"Use mine..." Qian Duoduo's cold voice sounded in Mu Xin's ears.

"Thank you, I'll give you a new one when you get back." Mu Xin took the handkerchief from this heroic and pretty comrade unceremoniously. We are all on our own, so we should help each other.

"Don't be anxious, draw slowly," Wei Wei took in the scene at a glance, temporarily hiding his doubts in his heart and focusing on the matter in front of him.

"As well as everyone who is observing, you have experienced it with your heart, carefully studied the details, and had an unreserved ideological collision with the chief designer of this nuclear submarine. We have plenty of time and will come back another day."

Wei Wei didn't take them out to see the flowers, just like an outing, but to let them broaden their minds and avoid closing the door.

These researchers have already suffered enough and it is not easy. It is estimated that one generation will have to endure hardships for three generations and work hard to catch up before they can catch up.

"Understood." The submarine belongs to them. If it wasn't difficult to get it back to the base, they could watch it every day.

Everyone got rid of their eagerness and impetuosity, calmed down, abandoned their own thinking, and thought about the unreserved 'teaching' of the submarine's chief designer.

Time flew by and night was about to fall. Wei Wei waved his hand and brought everyone back to the base.

After disbanding on the spot, Wei Wei took Qian Duoduo back to the office.

"Tell me, what's going on?" Wei Wei planned to have a heart-to-heart talk with Qian Duoduo.

Qian Duoduo was looking for his mother's grave, and Wei Wei couldn't help but suspect that this 'money' was that 'money'. Something was pressing in her heart, which was a big taboo for them who always walked on the edge of danger.

"What?" Qian Duoduo didn't know why.

"Pass the handkerchief," Wei Wei pointedly said: "You are not such a warm-hearted person. You are impatient to carry a handkerchief yourself. Why would you go out of your way to take out the handkerchief Zhang Shaotang brought for you in his pocket for Mu Xin?"

Qian Duoduo blinked and said with a wry smile: "Sure enough, nothing can be hidden from your eyes, Sister Wei."

"I'm not sure if I'm related to their family, but I have memories of Qian Xiemin. I remember she taught me painting when I was a child. There was a little girl with me at the time. I vaguely remember her name was Xinxin. .”

Qian Duoduo recalls, Sister Minmin or Sister Minmin? Xinxin, Xinxin or Xinxin?

"I remember you once told me that you were separated from your family during the Great Famine and were picked up by the army. You followed the army for two years and joined the special operations camp at the age of ten?" Wei Wei recalled that during the special operations camp, Duoduo seemed to be ten years old back then?

"Yes, I am 22 years old. The last time I saw 'Sister Minmin', she was already an adult, so I really recognized her today." Qian Duoduo emphasized this point, and she definitely did not recognize the wrong person.

Even she doesn't know the specific relationship between them. She only knows that they are sisters. What kind of sister?

"Sister Wei, can you help me tentatively ask her? Her family doesn't seem to be an ordinary family. If she and I are of the same race, I should be able to ask her to inquire about my mother's grave." Qian Duoduo was afraid of being exposed. Call her wishful thinking, but she really has no idea of ​​trying to catch up with someone else.

"There is no need to test, just ask directly. The Qian family is the Qian family, and you are you, the 22-year-old battalion commander. You are no worse than anyone else, and your backer is also very strong." Wei Wei fought alone. Now, there is no family supporting him.

Qian Duoduo is self-reliant and perseverant. In her eyes, there is no better person.

"Sister Wei, you are so kind." Qian Duoduo said movedly. With Sister Wei behind her, she certainly has a strong backer.

There is no one who is truly capable compared to his family background. Only a person who has nothing will cling to his family background and ridicule those who are inferior to him, because except for his family background, he has nothing.

"There's still something wrong with you," Wei Wei snorted coldly, "If this were the case before, you would have rushed up to the Qian family to ask the truth. Since when did you care about your family background and look forward and backward?"

"Tell me, is someone ridiculing you because of your family background?" Wei Wei looked at Qian Duoduo suspiciously. She noticed that someone was bullying her. Was it because her life was going too smoothly and she wanted her to add some sparks?

"Sister Wei..." Qian Duoduo was stunned, "No wonder some people secretly say that you are the reincarnation of Yama. With a single glance, you can see straight through people's hearts, and no small thoughts can be hidden."