Chapter 62: with translation of chapter title

This isn't looking after, this is clearly surveillance! Qin Miao knew it in his heart; if he bullied Chu Miaomiao, her father would definitely fly over to Ha Cheng to settle scores with him, even if it meant missing an important meeting, he wouldn't care!

It seems Zhang Honghong is their eldest daughter, so she takes the surname Zhang; the second is also a daughter, so they might as well follow the mother's surname. I was puzzled, having checked the school roster and found no teacher surnamed Chu.

Hello, Teacher Zhang.

When outsiders are around, call me Teacher Zhang; when there are no outsiders, call me sister. Zhang Honghong said this, then turned her head to look at the several dumbfounded people.

Um... Professor Liu, you called us over, is there something?

"Well, Qin Miao classmate has proposed a very unique radar; if built, it would absolutely be the world's first! With this, we could then build a new-system radar, also the world's first, and no one would doubt our strength." Professor Liu said: "So, everyone, first put aside the preliminary research on the new-system radar at hand, and first work on the radar proposed by Qin Miao classmate."

These people must be the first R&D team organized after Professor Liu returned? I didn't expect Chu Miaomiao's sister to be so capable! No wonder I rarely saw her in the faculty dormitory building; she's the type who buries herself in lab work all day.

In that case, wouldn't Li Sheng be miserable, having to be a monk even after marriage? Cough cough cough... These words must not be spoken randomly.

San Shui, San Shui, explain your plan carefully!

Qin Miao only then came to his senses.

Oh, actually, this is just my random thought; I don't know if it's right. To detect infantry with sufficient precision, we can only choose X-band; the antenna size is roughly that of a folder, we can adopt the Foster scanner of the Siemens radar, or use phased array technology; other electronic components must be fitted into an equipment box the size of a medicine box.

Laypeople watch the excitement, insiders watch the doorway; hearing Qin Miao talk about technical details, Zhang Honghong became serious—this Qin Miao really knows a lot!

Her hand flew across the paper, one page, two pages, three pages... before she knew it, she had filled five full pages!

Beside him, Professor Yuan was anxious: Qin Miao, you've said so much, do you still remember why we came?

Alright, that's enough; after all, I'm a layperson, you lot are the professionals.

No, being able to say this shows you know a lot about radar! San Shui, why not transfer to our Department 9?

Teacher Zhang, that won't do... you go ahead and get busy, I'm leaving first!

Qin Miao didn't want to say too much to Zhang Honghong; toward this sister, he had a kind of innate... fear?

Wait, Qin Miao, have you forgotten why we came? Beside him, Professor Yuan finally couldn't hold back.

Well, of course I remember; once their anti-infantry radar is done, a simple tweak to the program will let us use it on our Truck Cannon—these two projects are essentially one.

Professor Yuan let out a sigh of relief.

Preliminary estimate: R&D needs one million in funding; Old Yuan, remember to allocate it to us!

Still one million! Professor Yuan nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Old Liu, don't be so black-hearted! We only asked for a few million total; you're asking too much—at most we'll give you five hundred thousand.

Alright, let's first allocate five hundred thousand; if it's not enough, you can add more later.

This guy, his bottom line is just five hundred thousand? I miscalculated!

Professor Yuan's mood instantly turned sour; when he came out, he was listless and dejected.

Professor Yuan, it's fine; when Bu'er Boshi comes next time, we'll ask him for some more! We never promised him this advanced fire-control equipment before, so we need to add money.

Professor Yuan's eyes lit up: 'Good!'

As he walked on, Professor Yuan held his head high and chest out.

At the same time, in a certain place in the Capital.

Leaders, what I just reported concerns the Giant Wave-1 ashore project; our country's foundation is weak, we can't build too many nuclear submarines, but bringing this submarine-launched missile ashore and dragging it around on land can solve our major problem and establish a reliable second-strike nuclear retaliatory force.

Old Huang looked at everyone: 'So, I request approval from superiors to add a new item under the 8291 project!'

The conference room fell silent.

Old Huang felt a bit curious; just now during the report, these leaders were clearly very interested!

Let me state my position first," said Leader Ma present: "Giant Wave-1 ashore, becoming a road-mobile missile, using ballistic missiles for guerrilla warfare—this idea is good, but... given our weak foundation, we shouldn't take on too many projects; I think the Dongfeng-3 approach is fine—simple structure, quick results."

The first mobile ballistic missile in the East is actually not the Dongfeng-21 but the Dongfeng-3, the same model sold to the big dog owners; when the big dog owners parade, they often see a Steyr truck cab pulling it, with a steel-welded frame trailer behind, the missile exposed, showing off its strength.

However, the Dongfeng-3 is after all a liquid-propellant ballistic missile, needing fueling before launch and lacking quick-response capability; putting the Giant Wave-1 ashore and having a vehicle tow it is indeed a good solution.

But... is it really worth all that trouble?

Even a professional launch vehicle would need a matching satellite navigation system developed—how much would that cost?

Leaders, the Dongfeng-3 type can only be towed to fixed launch sites; once war breaks out, those fixed sites are likely the first targets struck. In our vision, a new road-mobile missile could appear anywhere in the country; positioning is the major problem that must be solved.

Then let's measure more launch site coordinates!

Old Huang's heart chilled halfway.

Let me say a few words: this proposal is not bad; I think we should choose the launch vehicle made by Hanyang—their tank tractors are quite good...

No, no, we still need a copy of the Bélié; whether it's Red Rock or Yan'an will do; Hanyang's special vehicle is too small!

Old Huang's heart turned completely cold.

The state needs to develop the economy, the army needs to endure, and within the military-industrial complex, who knows how many factories are underfed; now, having proposed this plan, they realize they can seek some benefits for the enterprises under their charge.

Fortunately, we still have a second plan: we'll modify the Red Flag-2 missile, sell it for profit, then self-fund R&D!

This project was proposed by Ha Gong Da; it must be carried out at Ha Gong Da, otherwise... I'd be letting Qin Miao down!

Leaders, there's one more matter to report: our Space Institute plans to self-raise funds to develop an improved missile model, then promote it on the international market.