Chapter 118 Six Satellites in Six Days
Chapter 118 Six Satellites in Six Days
Inside the chairman's office of an aerospace and defense industry group.
Gao Jianjun had just breathed a sigh of relief after resolving the expedited order for ten Long March 11 rockets and was about to make himself a cup of tea to take a break.
The red encrypted phone on the desk, however, was ringing shrilly.
"Ring ring—"
His heart skipped a beat, and he grabbed the phone.
"Hello, this is Gao Jianjun."
A familiar, steady, and powerful voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Comrade Jianjun, I'll keep it short."
"The military needs a new procurement order."
Gao Jianjun picked up his pen, ready to take notes.
"Please speak."
"Sixty low Earth orbit satellites."
Gao Jianjun paused,
"Sixty? Let's use our stockpile of reconnaissance and communications satellites..."
"It's not leftover stock," the voice on the other end of the phone interrupted him.
"It's brand new, a semi-custom model."
"Weight is limited to 50 kilograms."
"The size must be compatible with the fairing of the Long March 11 rocket, which launches six satellites in one go."
"The functionality needs to integrate high-precision geological scanning, signal transmission and reception, BeiDou positioning, and a brand-new multispectral imaging array, etc. Detailed parameters will be sent to your encrypted terminal immediately."
Gao Jianjun's eyes twitched as he listened.
He put down his pen and rubbed his temples.
"Old boss, do you seem to have some misunderstanding about the modern satellite manufacturing industry?"
"Fifty kilograms, and you're stuffing so much stuff in there? What's the difference between this and performing a ritual in a snail shell?"
"That's not the point. The point is, how much time do you need it? Don't rush me like a rocket!"
There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone.
"You're right, just like a rocket, it'll be ready in six days."
"puff--"
Gao Jianjun spat out the mouthful of tea he had just taken a sip of.
"Six days later?!"
Gao Jianjun practically jumped up from his chair and roared:
"Old boss, are you kidding me?"
"Six days! I can't even finish drawing the design!"
"Those ten rockets we requested the day before yesterday, I emptied all the aerospace warehouses in the country, and the production line workers are working three shifts around the clock, and we can barely manage to put together them in a few more days!"
"Now you want another sixty custom-made satellites? And within six days? Just kill me!"
The person on the other end of the phone listened quietly until he finished speaking, then spoke sternly.
"Jianjun, this is a direct order from the top commander!"
"This batch of rockets needs to be transported to one location within eight days; there's not much time left!"
"This concerns the future of the Great Xia Dynasty, and whether our civilization can even have a future!"
"In short, you must complete this task at all costs. I'm not negotiating with you!"
Gao Jianjun's face stiffened, realizing there was no room for negotiation.
Holding the phone, his palms were sweaty, and he could hear his heart pounding.
He remained silent for a long time, and when he spoke again, his voice had regained its composure.
"……receive."
"But I demand the highest priority in cooperating with all relevant departments, including providing the necessary funds and personnel!"
"no problem."
"All expenses, no upper limit, will be reimbursed afterwards!"
"approve."
"Good!" Gao Jianjun slammed his fist on the table.
"Six days from now, the Aerospace and Defense Industry Group guarantees mission completion!"
After hanging up the phone, Gao Jianjun's calmness vanished instantly, replaced by a look of utter frustration.
"Damn it! These strategists, they can talk the talk, and my men's legs are about to give out!"
He picked up the intercom, cursing and yelling, and shouted...
"Summon Chief Engineer Chen and all the project team leaders to my office within ten minutes!"
"Anyone who's even a second late can forget about their bonus this month!"
Six minutes later, Chief Engineer Chen led a large group of people into the office.
"Old Gao, got your ass on fire?"
Gao Jianjun projected the file from the encrypted terminal onto the large screen, pointing to the densely packed parameters on it.
See for yourself.
Chief Engineer Chen almost dropped his glasses after just one glance.
"Fifty kilograms? So many functions? Six days?"
He gasped.
"Are you trying to make all the R&D staff in our group extremely angry?!"
Other senior engineers, also wearing reading glasses, chimed in with their complaints.
"Yes, that's impossible, time is too tight."
"Normally, six days is not enough time just for design, let alone production molds, production line adjustments, procurement, and so on."
"I think if we squeeze in the time, we can manage to finish it in a month."
"That's right, six days is outrageous."
"Enough with the nonsense!" Gao Jianjun slammed his hand on the table.
"This is a direct order from the top leader; it concerns the future of the nation!"
He looked around at the faces, some shocked, some troubled.
"I don't care what methods you use, whether you steal, rob, or kidnap people!"
"By tonight, I want every expert, professor, and senior engineer in the country related to satellites to be present at our research and development center!"
"Production line! It can't stop for 24 hours! Stop all other orders!"
"The design and production departments are working in parallel! Start manufacturing the satellite frame and general-purpose modules now!"
"Make room for those special modules that need redesigning, and start production and assembly as soon as the design drawings are ready!"
"Logistics department! Set up cots for me next to the workshops and labs! Four meals a day, unlimited coffee and strong tea!"
"Tell everyone, from this moment until the mission is complete, nobody is going home!"
Gao Jianjun's voice echoed in the large office. He glanced around at everyone.
"Comrades, we have no way out!"
"Delivery must be completed within six days!"
"Give it your all!!!"
When the term "comrades" was uttered, everyone was momentarily stunned, as if they had been transported back to that era of arduous struggle.
Back then, the country had no rockets, no nuclear weapons, no computers, and no satellites!
Foreign blockades and ridicule caused the Great Xia to suffer greatly.
But these were the people who did not give in. With enough manuscript paper to fill an entire stadium, they managed to send rockets, nuclear bombs, and satellites into the sky, places they had never been in their entire lives!
They made the spine of the Great Xia straighten a bit!
"clear!!!"
Although they didn't understand, their standing up and shouting in unison showed their attitude.
They will rise to the challenge, just like their predecessors did!
Be fearless!
The entire aerospace and military industry group, this massive national industrial machine, was wound up at this moment, and started running at an unprecedentedly frenzied speed.
Countless phone calls were made and countless orders were issued.
Special planes took off from all over the country, carrying top experts to the same destination.
A race against time has begun in earnest on the land of Blue Star Great Xia.
Lin Mo, the one who started all of this, is completely unaware of it.
He was sitting in his room, deep in thought, looking at a book that Kyle had given him, a book thicker than a brick.
On the book's cover, a line of large characters in standard English is written in gold foil.
A Brief History of Holy Light Over 30,000 Years.
Lin Mo turned to the first page, and a dense text rushed towards him.
He flipped through it again; the entire book had 1,245 pages, yet there wasn't a single illustration.
Lin-the-Academic-Slacker-Mo: "..."
Grass! It's a type of plant!
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