Lin Yu travels through 1953, a year when everything is waiting for things to be done. At the beginning, he assembled an exoskeleton robotic arm out of scrap metal at a scrap station.
This scene happened to be bumped into by the passing Iron-blooded Brigade Commander. He was so jealous on the spot that he sent a military vehicle to drive away and tied him into Harbin Institute of Technology overnight!
The superior assigned a task and asked Lin Yu to lead the team to develop the first-generation domestic tractor to solve the country's agricultural production problems.
Lin Yu, who had awakened to the "big country's black technology system", looked at the drawings and curled his lips, then knocked on the reactor in the laboratory with his backhand.
A few months later, when a land combat mecha equipped with a small controllable nuclear fusion device drove out of the factory, all the teachers and students in the school fell into deathly silence.
The brigade commander looked at the "agricultural machinery" that flattened half of the mountain with one cannon, swallowed his saliva and asked, is this the lawn mower you are talking about?
The five-star general of the Yingjiang Kingdom looked at the supersonic stealth fighter images transmitted by the satellite, and collapsed in despair and shouted that China must be cheating.
The chief expert of Mao Xiong Country even looked at the fully automatic smart artillery production line and tore up the drawings on the spot and begged Lin Yu to take it in.
Lin Yu stood on the deck of the interstellar battleship and smiled slightly, announcing to the world that China really has no military industry. These are purely civilian equipment.
Reader comments
It was blowing so hard that a 2-ton object was lifted above my head. But only the robotic arm. Emmm. Still a child who doesn't have enough to eat. Then nuclear power will be generated the next day. Something that even elementary school students couldn't write. It's written here. One glance. AI
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It was blowing so hard that a 2-ton object was lifted above my head. But only the robotic arm. Emmm. Still a child who doesn't have enough to eat. Then nuclear power will be generated the next day. Something that even elementary school students couldn't write. It's written here. One glance. AI
Stop writing, read more, talk less, feel better, and play in the bathing center