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Chapter 570 U2 Falls! ! ! ! (superior)

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outside the house.

Looking at Yingzi and others who suddenly appeared in front of him.

Liangzi, that is, Chen Wenliang's mind, suddenly went blank.

However, he is a well-trained veteran after all, so he quickly forced a calm smile, and said seemingly casually:

"Hey, Ershuan, Yingzi, what are you doing?"

"What kind of big-eyed, enemy agent and traitor, Er Shuan, you can't say such a thing--you will mention activists next year."

"Oh, by the way, it's uncomfortable outside in this hot day, everyone, come in and sit down, I'll pour you a cup of tea."

Say it.

Chen Wenliang turned around and wanted to go back to the house to get his gun.

But he had just turned halfway.

Today, Xizi, a retired militiaman who asked for leave with a 'fever', took a step forward and tightly held his hand.

at the same time.

The bamboo pole who had been dull and reticent before took out a gun, leaned it against Chen Wenliang's waist, and said solemnly:

"Don't move! If you move again, I will shoot you!"

Chen Wenliang froze immediately.

Then the middle-aged man with the trumpet looked around and waved to everyone:

"Let's go, there are many people outside, let's go in and talk."

Zhu Gan immediately said yes when he heard the words, and he didn't look like he was at odds with this middle-aged man before.

Then he pushed Chen Wenliang's shoulder heavily, and his tone became harsh again:

"Be honest! Get in!"

After entering the house.

The remaining Ershuan and the buck-toothed Ayong were divided into two groups.

One of them walked to the desk and the other to the bed.

After a while.

Er Shuan dug out the iron box in which Chen Wenliang kept the gun, and Ah Yong lifted the floor tiles, and said to the middle-aged man:

"Report to Commissar Lin, the radio station has been found!"

Seeing this, Political Commissar Lin nodded and turned to look at Chen Wenliang:

"Chen Wenliang, what else do you want to explain?"

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By now.

Facing the desperate situation he was in, Chen Wenliang calmed down instead.

After all, as an elite in the enemy agent group with the qualifications for single-person operations and telegrams, Chen Wenliang still has some so-called 'loyalty'.

"Hahaha!"

He suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed a few times, then looked at Political Commissar Lin coldly, and he stopped pretending:

"Yes, I'm an undercover agent, but so what?"

"Even if you shoot me now, I can't take back the telegram that was sent - the news that Jinta County has your uranium enrichment plant and the production of yellow cakes has already reached my Shangfeng! "

"It won't be long before the other side of the sea will know the news, and what awaits you will be endless harassment, targeting and even bombing!"

Chen Wenliang wanted to come.

His previous performance was flawless, and it was absolutely impossible to reveal his secrets.

Now being arrested by Political Commissar Lin and others, it could only be because the telegram he sent just now was located.

To know.

Nowadays, radio three-point or multi-point positioning technology is used in this period, which is relatively primitive, and my residence is very remote.

Count the travel time.

It happened to match the time when Political Commissar Lin and the others arrived.

Although his fate may not be very good, at least he can boldly yell "I'm done."

However, Chen Wenliang was a little surprised.

Commissar Lin was not the slightest bit angry after hearing the words.

Instead, he casually took out a small cloth bag from his body, grabbed some samples from it, and handed it to Chen Wenliang:

"Yellow cake? Is this what you mean?"

Chen Wenliang subconsciously looked in front of him. His years of farming experience made him immediately recognize the identities of these things, and blurted out a few words in an instant:

"Impossible! How could it be cornmeal?!"

Immediately afterwards.

In Chen Wenliang's mind, Er Shuan and A Yong's skillful movements when they searched for guns and radio stations appeared again, and another guess suddenly popped up in his mind.

Could it be

They already knew their identities, and today's misfire was a drama from beginning to end?

Think here.

Chen Wenliang swallowed dryly, thinking he had guessed what the rabbits were thinking again.

"Oh, I get it."

I saw a trace of disdain forced to appear on his face again:

"My surname is Lin, you want to rely on this kind of fake news to attract more people like me to Jinta County, and then catch them all in one go, right?"

"I tell you, it's impossible!"

"You should have understood the rules of our activities a long time ago. One person is in charge of one area and they do not interfere with each other."

"So I can tell you clearly that the U2 reconnaissance plane that came here this time is at most—but what's the use of knowing this information? You don't have the ability to fight it if you want to, aha!"

Looking at Chen Wenliang, who was quite free of himself, Political Commissar Lin suddenly interjected:

".U2? What if we want to fight U2 this time?"

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Chen Wenliang's disdainful expression froze immediately.

After a while.

"Hahahahaha—"

A more unscrupulous laughter suddenly sounded in the room:

"Play U2? Just rely on you?"

"Even Mao Xiong tmd is U2 who got down with his hands and feet, just you poor and stinky workers and peasants? Are you kidding me?"

"That's a reconnaissance plane with a height of more than 20,000 meters. What do you use to fight it? MiG-17 or J-5?"

"Let's put it this way, there are rumors in the world that von Karman gave Guo Youlai an ax. If you can knock down U2, I will eat that ax on the spot!"

Hear this.

Commissar Lin's expression suddenly became a little subtle.

Of course.

This subtlety was not because Chen Wenliang's words hit his sore spot, but because of something mentioned in these words.

Then he took a deep breath and said to Chen Wenliang:

"There's no need to gnaw on the axe. After all, there are Fifth Division Qian and Comrade Liu Bosheng in front of you. Maybe this number will increase."

"In addition, if U2 can be defeated, you will know the answer soon, but before that, don't you want to know one thing?"

"Exactly. How did you find out?"

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this time.

Chen Wenliang was silent for a long time.

really.

Even now, he still doesn't understand how he showed his feet.

To know.

He is a trained senior agent, fluent in Cantonese, Hokkien and even Wenzhou dialect.

It has been thirteen years since he started undercover missions at the age of fourteen.

So he couldn't figure it out anyway.

Why did I expose myself inexplicably?

Think here.

Chen Wenliang also restrained his wild laughter, and asked Commissar Lin:

"How did I expose it?"

Political commissar Lin did not give a direct answer when he heard the words, but looked at the crowd with a smile and said:

"This question is more complicated to explain, so let's start with your 'life experience'."

"Chen Wenliang, the person you pretended to be, is a native of Jinta County. Calculated by age, he is exactly twenty-six years old now."

"'You''s collateral relatives all died in the war. My mother died early. When I was eight years old, I fled to southern Sichuan with my father. My father also died of illness soon."

"When you returned to Jinta County five years ago with your genealogy, you were quickly welcomed by the Chen clan in the county."

"A few days later, Yingzi, Zhugan, and friends from those years also came to the door, am I right?"

Chen Wenliang. No, it should be said that the man named Kong Lu subconsciously nodded.

Chen Wenliang.

It was an identity carefully chosen by the department to which he belonged.

It is not an exaggeration to say.

If the quality of the undercover identity also has a ranking.

Then the name 'Chen Wenliang' can undoubtedly be ranked among the top few.

The owner of this identity died of illness on the boat to Frog Island. He was a pharmacist in Shanghai, and he was on the boat of a certain boss.

While sorting through his belongings, the crew found a diary and a family tree.

The records in the diary are very miscellaneous, and they belong to the kind of essays that can really be written whatever comes to mind.

For example, today it may be written about a childhood cesspool, but tomorrow it will be about being stolen a silver dollar.

But sorted out.

Kong Lu and his department still summarized a relatively clear character line, as well as some childhood embarrassments of Chen Wenliang and his partners.

Ever since.

After learning that the rabbits began to develop nuclear weapons.

Kong Lu was ordered to 'activate' this identity, and returned to Jinta County with his family tree.

as expected.

The genealogy of the Chen family quickly made Kong Lu admired by some elders of the Chen family, and he quickly integrated into the social circle.

Although the family these days is not as powerful as it was in ancient times, it still has some influence.

So it didn't take long for Kong Lu to have the identity of a small cadre of the labor brigade, and he got acquainted with several young people.

After "accidentally" bringing up some embarrassing things about her childhood, Yingzi accepted him smoothly.

This is also the reason why Kong Lu is so confident about his own identity - there are too few real identities

Looking at Kong Lu with a face of "how did you find me?"

Commissar Lin suddenly grinned and said with a smile:

"Then, comrade undercover, to be honest, Chen Wenliang's resume is actually quite normal, but have you ever thought about one thing?"

"So the identity of this Chen Wenliang was forged from the beginning? Doesn't such a person exist in the world?"

"??????"

Hearing what Commissar Lin said.

Kong Lu's pupils shrank, and his whole body suddenly froze as if struck by lightning.

After a long time.

There was an unhealthy flush on his face just now, even if he was grabbed by the shoulders by the bamboo pole brothers, his whole body was still shaking:

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"If it was a forged identity, then who was the person who died on the boat? How did you know that I would use this identity?!"

Commissar Lin shook his head lightly, knowing that the man in front of him was on the verge of collapse:

"The person who died on the boat was of course a fake undercover agent we planted. He deserved the death penalty. Once he dies, these materials will naturally fall into your hands."

"As for how to know that you will use this identity, this is a completely false proposition-we don't need to know that you are coming."

"As long as someone comes to your door with this identity one day, we will immediately know that you are a fake Chen Wenliang."

"If no one comes to the door all the time, the loss is only a few pages. Oh, and there is a death row prisoner."

As the decision maker of the "layout" of the year.

Commissar Lin is one of the few people who has the deepest understanding of the whole matter.

At that time, the fake undercover they selected was a death row prisoner in Hangzhou, who had seven innocent civilian lives and the innocence of women from good families with more than two digits in his hands.

Commissar Lin found him before evacuating and told him that if he was willing to go undercover on the opposite side, he could be exempted from the death penalty.

The condemned prisoner was naturally very willing to this, and agreed to the request almost immediately.

Of course.

He didn't necessarily think so in his heart, maybe his original plan was to confess to the opposite party.

But given the situation at the time.

Even if the condemned prisoner wanted to confess his betrayal, he would never speak before boarding the boat—otherwise, the person who sailed the boat would never let him board the boat out of safety.

So even if he wanted to report himself, he had to get on the boat or even reach the opposite side.

And not a while after he just entered the cabin.

The people of the rabbit gave him a just trial.

At that time, there were too many things that happened on the ship to see money. If a ship does not kill a dozen or twenty people, it is considered an eye-opener for the Lord of the Underworld.

Ever since.

The notorious death row prisoner got the punishment he deserved, but the identity information he carried fell into the hands of the opposite party.

Perfect.JPG.

Of course.

Given the stable character of the rabbits, it is naturally impossible for the eggs to be placed in the same box—so there were three people with holiday diaries on board at that time, and their names were different.

It's just that after the condemned prisoner with Chen Wenliang's information was successfully ascended to heaven, the other two were also taken away with their materials while being executed by justice.

After all, one person like Chen Wenliang is enough, more than one and appearing on the same boat plus dying at the same time, it is easy to reveal the truth.

After all, it is still the same sentence.

Enemies are bad, but not necessarily stupid—especially those on the Secret Front.

"Oh, right."

Then Political Commissar Lin thought of something again, turned around, pointed at Yingzi and others around him and said:

"Let me introduce to you, these "children" of yours are also comrades of our secrecy front, as well as your Aunt Lin who buys rice every day, Sister Huang who mends clothes, and workers from two neighboring households. .”

"And your vice-captain status, prestige in the group, these are all dramas performed by everyone."

"In addition, in order to avoid the identities of these comrades from being exposed, most of them were selected from surrounding counties and cities, but their faces were born, but their accents did not change much."

"For example, Comrade Yingzi is from Jincheng, Comrade Ah Yong, that is, Comrade Huang Yong, is from Haiyan County, and Comrade Ershuan is a special commissioner from Guangdong Province. He joined the party when he was thirteen."

I heard this introduction from Political Commissar Lin.

Er Shuan smiled and gestured a pair of scissors to Kong Lu:

"Excuse me, I'm a policeman."

And at the same time that Kong Lu was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment due to cerebral hemorrhage.

Inside the 221 base.

Qian Wushi and others are gathering next to the weather Doppler radar, carrying out the last link of the experimental phase of the entire Zhuxian project.

That is.

The landing of the airship platform.

After all, a simple bomb-carrying platform is just a big iron lump, not worth much, even today's rabbits can afford a one-time loss.

But the hull of the airship is different.

For example, the aerodynamic structure on the hull.

This thing needs a 5,000-ton hydraulic press to be forged, and currently only the First Heavy Machinery Factory in China has a 6,000-ton hydraulic press.

There are also gyroscopes on the hull.

This thing is even more expensive - it was produced by eighth-level workers in a continuous relay for 48 hours, requiring a lot of manpower and energy.

Another example is the apocrine secretion liquid film in the skin.

To know.

Now you don't see a donkey with hair on the base

And these hundreds of bald donkeys (not swearing) have only produced two films today.

Therefore, whether the Zhuxian platform can be reused, in a sense, it can be said that it is related to whether this technology can be popularized.

If not popularized.

Then the influence range of the Zhuxian platform is at most limited to within two to three hundred kilometers with Base 221 as the center.

That is to say, the safety of the base can be guaranteed, but no matter how far away it is, it will not be able to radiate.

But if it can be widely used.

Then as long as the problem of the platform staying in the air for a long time is solved, it can become a barrier of the country's territory for a long time!

Of course.

Some students may ask:

its not right.

And what about the production of meteorological Doppler radar?

Isn't this thing going to use the electrostatic analysis module of the electrostatic accelerator?

If there is no weather Doppler radar assistance, the Zhuxian platform will not be able to actually fight, right?

cough cough.

Is such that.

About a week ago, the rabbits had quietly contacted an international friend named Qu Runpu.

alright.

The line of sight returns to reality.

mentioned earlier.

The ascent and descent of the airship does not rely on its own power, but the lift generated by the gas exchange.

That is to say, the inside of the skin is the main cabin, which is filled with air-the skin is soft.

The auxiliary cabin is located below the main cabin, and the interior is filled with helium or hydrogen-the auxiliary cabin uses a metal shell.

The volume of the two is controlled by the blower, and the exchange is completed by the gas exchange membrane, and the rest is the scope of junior high school physics.

This time, Mr. Wang and the others designed a total of two switching commands, that is, the radio signals of the K and S bands guide the switching of the equipment.

The K-band main cabin is filled with nitrogen.

The S-band main cabin releases nitrogen to the auxiliary cabin.

Among them, the K-band is used for the ascending stage, and the S-band is used for the descending stage.

This moment.

Many leaders were gathered around the console, watching Mr. Wang personally control the descent of the airship.

"The height is 32358 meters, the inner and outer difference coefficient is 2.81, and the descent rate is 6.62 meters per second."

"The height is 31002 meters, the inner and outer difference coefficient is 2.99, and the descent rate is 6.07 meters per second."

Look at the signal logo that is slowly falling.

Do not know why.

A fleeting thought suddenly appeared in Wang Lao's mind:

What would happen if all the helium was transferred to the auxiliary cabin at once?

Then wait until it reaches a certain height, and then fill it back with helium?

or.

Make a vacuum airship?

Of course.

This idea is only fleeting in Wang Lao's mind. After all, some links are far beyond the current level of technology.

For example, this kind of airship material is very special, and it must have sufficient macroscopic and microscopic rigidity.

Either light and hard.

Or it is light and tough.

for example

Aerogels with metal skeletons?

Heck, overthinking, overthinking.

all in all.

The current airship materials obviously cannot support Wang Lao to play like this.

Therefore, Mr. Wang quickly threw this idea behind his head, and continued to focus back on reality.

Previously, in order to be able to accurately hit the MiG 15bis driven by Chen Pingsheng.

The launch location of the 'Xianxian Platform' is not inside the base, but on a grassland five kilometers southwest of the base.

However, this distance is still within the load range for the naked eye. After all, the sky on the grassland is quite clean these days.

So soon.

A sharp-eyed factory leader pointed to the distance and said excitedly:

"Look, is that an airship?"

Everyone looked around.

as expected.

At this time, somewhere in the sky far away from the ground, a small white and black dot appeared faintly.

White is the skin of the capsule of the airship.

Black is the outer metal ring and the platform on which the missile is loaded.

Then under the gaze of everyone.

The complex is getting bigger and clearer.

However, Mr. Wang only focused on the console, constantly balancing the control of the S-band signal.

"Helium 27.9%"

"25.6%"

"23.4%"

After more than ten minutes.

clatter--

With a soft sound.

The Zhuxian platform fell steadily to the ground.

Since the missile at the bottom end has a certain inclination angle (in order to realize the waverider body), when it lands, it does not land with the tip pointing down, but lands on the side.

Then under the action of ground pressure.

The remaining three missiles landed smoothly on the lawn like a split-horse.

so far

The finale of the Zhu Xian project has been successfully completed!

in the next few days.

There is no wave on the surface of the base, and everything seems to be proceeding according to the original plan.

Everyone should do scientific research.

The pour of the pour.

The shaved hair that should be shaved.

But under this calm, there is an undercurrent slowly surging.

The morning of the third day.

Staff Hospital.

While Xu Yun was slowly drinking the donkey hair soup.

crunch——

The door of the ward was pushed open roughly, and Lao Guo ran in panting:

"Xiao Han, I just received news from the shore-based radar in the southeast region."

"U2 really came!"

"And here comes."

"Three!"

Note:

Some readers said that the MiG-15bis does not have a radar, can we talk about the time background?

During the period of 50-53 peninsula, there was indeed none, because the Mi-15's nose has only a little structural thickness, and the nose will inevitably have a bulge after the radar is added.

But after 1959, some models were used as trainers and radars were added. At that time, there was no need to consider the field of view of air combat. The purpose was to detect the first generation of domestic missiles. There was also a prototype in the military hall.

Don’t be fooled without considering the period, there is a big difference between an in-service machine and a retired machine.

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