In 1960, the deepest vault at the Moscow Aviation Institute burst open. Lu Changkong swept his fingertips across the contents, and a complete set of Tu-160 blueprints, an AL-31F turbofan core engine, and even data for an unbuilt variable-cycle engine vanished into his incredible one-cubic-kilometer storage space!
One second before the KGB broke in, he smiled, shut the vault, and boarded a special train home.
Three days later, he stunned the military industry bureau with a proposal for a "H-6 Strategic Penetration Upgrade" and was promoted ahead of schedule, becoming the youngest chief engineer in history!
But instead of a laboratory, he found himself in a bustling courtyard at No. 95 Nanluoguxiang!
Yi Zhonghai wanted to guilt-trip him with morality? He could take that up with the turbojet in Lu Changkong's hands!
Qin Huairu wanted to mooch off him with tales of poverty? Sorry, the engine's exhaust plume doesn't care about tears!
Silly Zhu brandished a spatula? Fine, tomorrow he'd be assigned as a field kitchen cook at the firing range, grilling turbofan exhaust nozzles!
The old deaf lady wanted to throw her age around? Sorry, supersonic wind-tunnel noise was the perfect cure for deafness!
By day, he turned the Bear's cutting-edge technology into Chinese national treasures on the factory floor. By night, he returned to the courtyard and casually put the whole bunch of troublemakers in their place.
See how Lu Changkong uses the nation's most powerful weapons as his brush, writing across this tiny courtyard: Chinese aviation will rule the skies alone!
Words cannot convey the meaning, and AI is inhuman.
It is impossible for such an awesome technical genius to leave the sight of the security department, at least two expert "guards".
Why is it that people are forced to install the hats of Siheyuan and go to Siheyuan forcibly?