mchenry-crisis.org #879 - Make some noise! (First update!)
#879 - Make some noise! (First update!)
"No movement for now!" Luo Ping scratched his head and answered in a low voice.
As the head of a defense company, he knew very well that the Israelis would not swallow this humiliation, and he also knew very well that the Israelis would make a big move.
But given the current situation in the Middle East, the Israelis cannot do much.
In the past, when Israelis were angry, they would beat up the Palestinians.
Beat him to death.
But now, Palestinian resistance organizations have learned to dig holes and drill directly underground, focusing on a three-dimensional defense.
If you do it above ground, I will do it underground.
To the north, Lebanon used the same tactic on the border between Lebanon and Israel, hollowing out the entire area and creating countless underground tunnels.
It would be fine if there was no fighting, but once a fight broke out, those soldiers could use underground passages to appear in Israel at the fastest speed, then launch a sneak attack and then run away.
Another old enemy, Syria, is also fighting back and forth with Israel under the guise of Russia.
Moreover, there are people who like milk tea party nearby who are watching closely and if you are not careful, you will be attacked.
Overall, there are only two countries around Israel that Israel can get angry at.
One Jordan, one Egypt.
Jordan is a desert. It is meaningless to attack Jordan and it is a sheer waste of time.
Attacking Egypt can indeed control the Sinai Peninsula, but the problem is that Egypt is not that easy to attack.
After thinking about it, Luo Ping could only say that he couldn't guess what the Israelis were going to do next.
Perhaps they will take action outside the Middle East.
Awad saw all of Luo Ping's expressions, and he casually waved his hand, passing over the matter.
He stretched out in the chair again and asked again:
"Has Rheinsteel produced any good stuff recently? If so, ask your boss to send some over for us to play with."
"No!" Luo Ping shook his head.
"Really?"
"Really not!"
"Okay! Go ahead and get busy!"
…………
Yanjing.
He Qingyang's office.
He Qingyang placed a cup of freshly brewed hot tea in front of Lin Yu, turned around and sat down opposite him, then pushed the file bag on the table in front of Lin Yu:
"I'm calling you here urgently because I have something to tell you. Please take a look at the documents first."
Out of curiosity, Lin Yu put the hot tea in his hand aside, picked up the file bag with both hands, opened the seal on the file bag, and took out the documents inside.
It's more like a photo than a document.
It is more than a finger thick and contains about twenty photos.
The twenty or so photos were evenly divided into three parts, and a small piece of paper was used to separate the two parts so that people could see them clearly.
When I opened the first photo, the first photo that caught my eye was a submarine placed in a factory, a black submarine.
According to the estimation of the people appearing nearby, the length of this submarine should be about 100 meters and the diameter is probably between 13 and 15 meters.
Compared with China's current main submarines, it is a size larger and is obviously a new one.
Following are photos of the submarine being launched, on the surface, underwater, and of submarine officers and soldiers testing it in the water.
The second photo is of a missile.
Compared with the missiles produced by the missile center under Rheinsteel, the missile in the photo is smaller, but not much smaller. At first glance, it is still a big guy.
As the photo continued to turn, the destination of the missile also appeared in the photo.
It is in the same frame as the submarine just now.
After staring at the two guys for a while, Lin Yu realized that this was a sea-based missile.
He tapped the photo lightly with his fingers, moved it away from his eyes, stared at He Qingyang, and asked carefully:
"New arrivals?"
Putting the document down, Lin Yu picked up the teacup again, drank the tea in one gulp, and then asked:
“Is this another harvest?”
"Yeah!" He Qingyang nodded slightly, stood up and walked to his desk, took out another file bag from the drawer, and returned to Lin Yu.
After stuffing the new file bag into Lin Yu's hands, he sat opposite her again and waited until Lin Yu opened the file bag and took out the information inside before he explained:
"Since you Rheinsteel synchronized the production and processing technologies of those new materials, comrades in other departments have also been working overtime and making crazy improvements."
"After their unremitting efforts, they finally came up with something new."
"Both the submarine and the missile are old designs, but they use new material technology that is synchronized with yours, according to the data reported by the research institute."
"The overall weight of the submarine is reduced by about 10%, the strength is increased by about 25%, and the equipment's quietness is increased by about 20%. In theory, the improvement of the entire submarine is about 30%."
"As for this missile, it is an intercontinental missile specially designed to fit submarines."
"What about the third photo?" As He Qingyang explained, Lin Yu saw the third photo.
It is also a missile, but this missile is smaller than the one in the second photo.
There is also a mounting device on the missile.
Obviously, an airborne cruise missile.
"An air-launched intercontinental...medium-range cruise missile, carrying a single nuclear warhead." He Qingyang subconsciously prepared to say intercontinental missile, but when the words came to his lips, he changed it to long-range missile.
After all, the standard for China's intercontinental missiles is to hit a range of 8,000 kilometers, but this thing can only hit 1,000 kilometers, a difference of 7,000 kilometers, so it can't be counted.
When Chinese people are out there making money, they believe in keeping their word and saying what they mean. What they say is what they mean!
The subsequent photos show this missile together with China's current main bomber, the H-6G.
According to Lin Yu's visual estimation, the missile was about 7-9 meters long and about 70 centimeters in diameter.
When put together with the airplane, it feels like a small horse pulling a big cart.
Lin Yu took out the photo separately, held it between two fingers, and looked at He Qingyang with a smile: "Teacher, what is this?"
"Nothing." He Qingyang answered very casually, then stood up and took another document from his desk and threw it in front of Lin Yu:
"Recently, international events have occurred frequently, especially the attitudes of Western countries on the nuclear issue, which has caused headaches for leaders."
"It just so happens that the 707 Submarine Research Institute and the nuclear industry research institute have produced some results during this period."
"The leaders just wanted to make some noise so that some people wouldn't think we were dead."
After hearing the explanation, Lin Yu quickly moved his eyes away from the photo and began to look through the contents of the new document.
The content of the file is also very simple, it is just a very common solution.
【Triad nuclear counterattack test plan! 】
【Action composition and tasks! 】
[Land-based: A train loaded with four intercontinental missiles launches missiles at the enemy after completing a 1,000-kilometer maneuver!
Four container trucks loaded with intercontinental missiles left their base, simulating a dispersed evacuation. After completing a maneuver of no less than 500 kilometers, they launched missiles at the enemy!
Four ordinary missile transport vehicles left their bases, simulated a dispersed evacuation, and fired missiles at the enemy after completing a 500-kilometer evacuation.
[Sea-based: A conventionally powered attack nuclear submarine left its permanent port, avoided aerial satellite surveillance, crossed the shallow sea, entered the deep Pacific Ocean, and launched missiles at the enemy! ]
[Airborne: Three H-6Ts, each carrying a long-range missile, are conducting a penetration! ]
[Testing time: December 24, 2005! Christmas! ]
The plan is very simple, so simple that if other people get this document, they may wonder if it was some bored person who copied and pasted the text from a forum post after chatting with those grumpy guys on the Internet.
After reading the document, Lin Yu's eyes fell on the last date on the document.
Looking at the date, he couldn't help but sigh again.
"Someone is having a bad Christmas!"
Lin Yu slapped the document back on the table:
"So... the main point of calling me here is actually to ask whether those three test aircraft can be pulled out and used, right?"
"Yes, and no!" He Qingyang stood up and walked in front of Lin Yu, moved the document away, and pointed at the photo that Lin Yu had put aside:
"Nuclear submarines are recognized by the whole world as the final means of counterattack, and also the most covert means of counterattack."
"This new nuclear submarine and these two new missiles use your new materials, and their performance has been greatly improved."
"But the research institute feels that it is not enough, far from enough, and that it needs greater improvement and more powerful nuclear submarines."
"So the institute wrote a report saying they wanted to communicate with you and ask if you could produce better and newer materials according to their requirements."
"The leader has seen the report and knows that you have a lot of things on your plate, so he wanted to take advantage of this time before the New Year to ask you a question."
"If you have time, can you send a team over? If you really don't have time, you can send two people over."
"Give me a list once you've thought about it."
At the end, He Qingyang added: "The scenery over at the 707 Institute is beautiful and it's not cold."
After hearing the whole story, Lin Yu touched his chin with his right hand and gently began to pick at the stubble on his chin with his fingernails.
The materials for manufacturing new submarines are easy to solve. After all, a spaceship flying in the sky can also be considered a submarine.
Submarine needs to be pressurized underwater.
Spacecraft flying in space need to withstand the impact of space debris and also need to bear the impact when the spacecraft lands.
The two are interconnected. We only need to modify the materials used to build spacecraft and adapt them to current processing technology so that they can be used on submarines.
But before that, I still have to meet with the people at the Submarine Research Institute and listen to their ideas.
What if these people have some genius ideas?
Or maybe they had some sudden inspiration.
With an idea in mind, Lin Yu took out his cell phone and began to look through the work sheet Qian Duoduo sent him.
I wrote down the unimportant tasks in my notebook, adjusted the time for some work, and finally squeezed out about 10 days of free time from my work schedule.
Putting the free time in front of He Qingyang, and waiting for his teacher to look at it and confirm that it was feasible, Lin Yu turned and walked to the window, holding his mobile phone and began to arrange work.
At the same time, he is also asking for leave from the tigress at home.
After doing all this, he sat back in front of He Qingyang.
With nothing to do, the three of them chatted and the topic turned to the actions of Iran and Israel this time.
He Qingyang: "What do you think the Iranians are thinking? To be honest, when I received this news... I was completely... stunned."
“I don’t even understand what they’re trying to do.”
"You helped them build railways, roads and hydroelectric power stations. Logically, they should now focus on economic development, improving the domestic economy and strengthening national construction."
"But why did they suddenly turn around and develop nuclear weapons?"
"To be honest, we have always known that Israel and America have infiltrated Iran seriously, but we never thought it would be so serious."
"This is just like taking off your pants and lying on someone else's chopping board for others to see!"
He Qingyang expressed his doubts and annoyances in one sentence after another.
After listening to the teacher's complaints, I was still confused and tapped the teacup gently with my fingers. The nails and the glass made a tinkling sound.
In a pleasant voice, he smiled and said: "If you really can't figure it out, you can think of Iran's cousin, India!"
"Hmm? What's that saying?"
"Iranians claim to have Aryan ancestry, but the top leaders in India are the most authentic Aryans. Just apply what India looks like to Iran, and you will understand."
"Hiss——" Thinking of the Indians, He Qingyang took a breath of cold air.
There is no way. If thinking about Iran's ideas has any merits, then thinking about Indians' ideas is purely making yourself uncomfortable.
Because Indians are the most incomprehensible and the most incapable of empathy group in this world.
Because no one knows what Indians are thinking all day long.
Because they always do the most unexpected things in the most unexpected places.
If the ethnic groups in science fiction that can steal human thoughts exist, then Indians would be the nemesis of such ethnic groups.
Patting his face with his hands to get rid of these messy thoughts in his mind, He Qingyang picked up the pen and wrote the three words "Israel" on the notebook that Lin Yu carried with him, and asked:
"If you were Israel and suffered such a great loss, how would you retaliate?"
With a tearing sound, Lin Yu tore the paper with the word "Israel" written on it from the notebook. He pinched the paper and the paper turned into a ball. Then he broke it into three and threw it into the trash can.
Clapping his hands, he leaned back on the sofa, rolling his eyes:
"It's just three tricks."
"The first move was to control public opinion and portray himself as a little white flower, and then this little white flower was abused by countless people. Anyway, he was innocent."
"The second tactic is economic warfare. They use the power they have to dig holes, infiltrate, and then defraud money, and then put themselves in a monopoly position."
"As for the final third move, that is to call on America and my son to come up with one plan after another, one proposal after another, and then use these clauses to exercise long-arm jurisdiction, and in the process of long-arm jurisdiction, kill some people."
“They only know these three tricks.”
"They are all garbage!"
Lin Yu was cursing over 10,000 kilometers to the west, at the foot of the Alps, in a snow-covered manor.
Three middle-aged men were bending over, standing respectfully in front of an old man, listening to him...
Sneezing like crazy.