books44 Chapter 854 There will always be people who want to go out, and there will always be people who retu
Chapter 854 There will always be people who want to go out, and there will always be people who retu
And stop wondering why it had to be Mulan who took on this responsibility.
We are really short of manpower and have no one else available.
Two weeks ago, the poet led a group of elite soldiers to engage in a verbal battle with the people of Laos over the issue of "Laos".
Almost simultaneously, the elderly man known for his gentle wisdom also led an important delegation on a state visit to some member states of the alliance at the invitation of the government.
The number of people available to be deployed to the IEC, this "technical battlefield," suddenly became very limited.
This is truly a case of "choosing the best from the worst." A multi-talented person like Mulan, who possesses a strong background, rich experience in international exchanges, and the ability to make decisive decisions on the spot, was pushed to the forefront and appointed as the deputy head of the delegation, shouldering the dual responsibilities of technology and security.
Please don't misinterpret this as a lack of attention from higher-ups to this "technical flag-planting" initiative. It's important to understand that even the seasoned veteran commander, who has long resided in the "Wu Family Garden" (a metaphor for a powerful and influential figure), has been solemnly invited out of retirement to oversee command; their determination is crystal clear!
We are determined to obtain this technological standard that is crucial to the future!
Just hours earlier, a small farewell took place at the pier.
At the dock, the sea breeze was blowing. Members of the IEC delegation boarded the transport boat that had come to pick them up.
Mr. Dong and his entourage were dressed in clearly ironed new suits and gleaming leather shoes, making them stand out in the crowd. They also carried far more luggage than the others, with several large suitcases being carefully carried onto the ship.
"Mr. Dong, you have quite a lot of luggage," a familiar comrade casually asked.
Old Dong adjusted his glasses, his face beaming with undisguised pride: "These are all local specialties I brought back for old friends abroad, along with a few decent pieces of clothing. Since we're representing the national image, we can't be too shabby."
Local specialties?
friend?
That excuse is subpar.
Before you decide to go, make sure you understand the basic information about the place you're going to.
Even Lao Wang knows that the Watch Country has a pretty high profile right now. Saying they have old friends there is less accurate than saying they have friends in France...
Old Wang, who still kept Jiangxia under his protection, curled his lip in disdain: "Some things... I'm afraid once they're gone, they won't want to come back."
"Hey, Lao Wang, do you have any brothers on the boat? How about we send them on a one-way trip and never let them come back?"
Jiang Xia pushed Old Wang aside and looked through the binoculars.
The group of veteran translators, led by Mr. Dong, were dressed smartly and their faces beamed with barely suppressed excitement. When they shook hands with their colleagues who came to see them off, they exuded an obvious sense of superiority as they embarked on a "wider journey."
They talked loudly about the beautiful scenery of Geneva and the fashionable atmosphere of Paris, their words filled with longing for the "Western spectacle" they were about to witness, but they rarely mentioned the technical mission itself.
His smug expression suggested that this trip was not about overcoming difficulties, but about embarking on a brand new journey in life from which he would never want to turn back.
What if you go and never return?
"Then let them go and never return..."
The two brothers burst into laughter.
Well, don't take it seriously, it was just the two guys joking. While their organization is disciplined, they wouldn't send someone to feed the sharks based on just a few warning signs…
However, there are capable people out there...
……
As the landing ship set sail, Jiang Xia, carrying the coconuts that Lao Wang had brought him, turned left and right along the dock and soon disappeared from sight.
Of course, our little rascal didn't come away empty-handed. Before he was about to "transfer" to the next battlefield, the naval commander handed him a photograph.
Colorful!
Moreover, the photo was taken from the ship, with a beautiful profile of a girl gazing into the distance in the foreground. On the shore where she was looking, Jiang Xia himself was standing, facing the ship, grinning with a bright yet slightly silly smile.
"satisfied?"
"Hehehe, satisfied!" Jiang Xia wiped his mouth, nodded hurriedly, his eyes almost disappearing with laughter.
Huh? What, you guys think Jiang Xia was drooling over Mulan's picture?
shallow!
He's drooling for something else!
After seeing off the IEC delegation, Jiang Xia plunged headfirst into the workshop of the Darian shipyard.
Do you remember the "big gift" that Uncle Kim went to great lengths to send back?
That gas turbine, model unknown!
Pshaw, what a straight-laced guy. If he hadn't been born in this era, he'd probably be a toad by now.
"Cuckoo, quack, quack..."
With that one cry, a lifetime has passed...
Having temporarily escaped this predicament, Jiang Xia was now circling the cold, steel behemoth, clicking his tongue in amazement: "Professor Zhonghua, it has to be you! Otherwise, who would have thought that the correct way to operate this treasure is like this..."
"Haha, what a makeshift method! If we had a special puller, who would do this! But I'm still not entirely sure. I just happened to hear you were coming, so I thought I'd have you take a look!"
Professor Zhonghua has been quite comfortable at the Darian Shipyard lately. Although he doesn't like the dampness of the northern port, being able to work on his beloved gas turbine project is more exhilarating than anything else.
Just as some people take pride in going abroad, others consider returning home their mission.
Back then, this scholar and his wife, under the guise of traveling to Europe, traveled through Switzerland and Austria, then through the Allied countries, circumnavigating most of the globe before resolutely returning to their motherland.
After returning, he founded the first gas turbine major in China at Wudaokou Vocational College, which led to his initial encounter with the still-growing "naive kid".
Remember that water pump project that kid did at school? Back then, he was always sneaking into other people's labs, I don't know if he was craving their special beef or something else...
If we were to compile a list of scientists who accelerated the progress of world civilization, this person would definitely be on it!
There's a little anecdote circulating: Back in the 1970s, when the Lobster Country learned that we were going to import Rolls-Royce engines, the Lobster experts were astonished, saying, "You already have Professor Zhonghua, yet you still want to import aircraft engines?"
The development of the Spey machine benefited from the three-dimensional flow theory of turbomachinery...
Upon closer examination, the reasons behind this inevitably carry a sense of helplessness and sadness.
One more thing: Professor Zhonghua's wife is also a remarkable scientist!
She was MIT's first female PhD in engineering and had profound expertise in the field of plasticity.
The design of the core components of my country's first underwater long-endurance cruise vessel, the "Big Black Fish," incorporated the theory of the lady.
In major projects such as "581", she was also responsible for the strength design of key impeller pumps.
Her proposed "new solution to the torsion problem of a circular shaft with variable cross-section" can accurately calculate the strain of the shaft in the high strain concentration zone at the small groove, greatly improving the adaptability and flexibility of the original finite difference method.
This method is still included in university textbooks today, causing countless academically challenged students (including the incompetent author) to suffer immensely while learning it...
Dr. Minhua, please accept this humble student's bow!