Chapter 572

"Understood!" everyone replied in unison, tone firm, without the slightest slack.

Although their bodies were already somewhat fatigued, their eyes still brimmed with fighting spirit—they knew that each additional test, each additional check, brought them one step closer to a successful test flight, and one step closer to the dream of defending their homeland.

The afternoon review test remained rigorous and meticulous.

Lin Zhengcheng personally took charge of the console, overseeing the overall situation, constantly monitoring changes in all test data; Chen Mo led the team in retesting the coordination performance of the avionics and weapons loading systems, repeatedly checking every transmission channel to ensure there was no lag;

Lin Qinhua again circled the fuselage, inspecting every corner of the coating, not missing even the hard‑to‑notice spots on the underside;

Xiao Zhang together with the technicians tested the stability of the navigation system under various conditions, repeatedly verifying the data to ensure absolute reliability.

Time passed bit by bit, the sunset gradually sank westward, golden afterglow streamed through the glass windows, sprinkling the workshop and each person, making the sweat on their faces sparkle especially bright.

The humming of the instruments still echoed in the workshop, accompanied by the sound of fingertips tapping keyboards, tools clashing, and occasional chatter, weaving together a warm and resolute song of perseverance.

Zhang Xiaoran came again, holding an insulated bag containing warm dinner and several cups of hot milk.

She did not disturb anyone's work, simply placing the insulated bag on the makeshift table, standing quietly aside, watching the busy crowd, her face bearing a gentle smile.

She knew everyone was striving for the same dream; all she could do was silently stand guard, handle logistics well, and not let anyone go hungry or tired.

"Children, take a break, come eat dinner; after dinner you can keep working, it's not too late." Zhang Xiaoran spoke softly, her tone gentle: "I've prepared some home‑cooked dishes and hot milk—come eat quickly to replenish your strength."

Everyone stopped what they were doing and gathered around, looking at the warm food on the table, feeling warm inside.

The hardship and fatigue of the past few days were considerably diluted by this warmth at this moment.

"Thank you, Sister Xiaoran, you're really thoughtful." Xiao Zhang picked up a steamed bun, took a bite, and said with a smile, "During this period, thanks to you and Auntie, we've been able to eat hot meals and have the energy to work well."

"Don't mention it," Zhang Xiaoran said, waving her hand with a smile, "I'm happy to help you. You're working so hard for the nation's defense; doing this is only right. Hurry up and eat before the food gets cold."

Everyone sat together, eating dinner while chatting about the afternoon's test situation, the atmosphere relaxed and warm.

Chen Mo looked at Lin Qinhua, handed her a piece of spare rib, and spoke gently:

"Qinhua, you worked hard this afternoon—eat more to regain strength." Lin Qinhua's cheeks flushed slightly, she nodded and whispered "Thank you," her eyes full of bashfulness and tenderness.

Lin Zhengcheng sat beside Zhang Xiaoran, gave her a chopstick of vegetables, and said softly:

"You've worked hard, coming every day to bring us meals and also taking care of home." Zhang Xiaoran shook her head, smiling: "Not at all, I'm not the slightest bit tired. As long as you can finish your work smoothly and let the stealth bomber make its test flight sooner, everything I do is worthwhile."

Lin Shengli also arrived at the workshop and joined everyone's dinner.

He looked at the lively crowd before him, at their smiling faces, at the determination in their eyes, and his heart filled with relief and pride.

He raised the hot milk in his hand and said to everyone:

"Children, during this period you've all worked hard. You've polished every detail with your youth and sweat, held fast to your original aspirations, and striven for the nation's defense; I am proud of you. I hope you continue to strive, pursue excellence, and complete the subsequent test‑flight preparations so that our Daxia Guo's stealth bomber may soon soar in the blue sky, guarding our land and rivers!"

Everyone raised their hot milk in unison and said:

"We will certainly strive and never let down expectations!"

The voice was firm, reverberating throughout the workshop, full of fighting spirit and anticipation.

After dinner, nobody lingered; after a brief rest, they returned to their respective posts to continue the review testing.

Night gradually fell, the workshop lights remained bright, softer than before yet also more resolute.

The stealth bomber stood still in the center of the workshop, like a poised eagle awaiting the moment to soar into the blue sky.

Lin Zhengcheng stood before the console, his gaze fixed on the parameters on the screen, then glanced at his comrades fighting side by side, and at Zhang Xiaoran and Zheng Juan standing guard silently nearby, his heart brimming with strength.

He knew the road to perfecting details was still long, and much work remained for test‑flight preparation, yet he feared nothing.

He was not fighting alone; he had comrades fighting shoulder to shoulder, family silently guarding him, a beloved one with tender concern, and the steadfast belief in defending the homeland. This group of people shared the same dream, aimed at the same goal, stepping forward with meticulous refinement and relentless improvement, using their youth and sweat to write a new chapter in Daxia Guo's national defense research.

As night deepened, the workshop lights remained bright, the instruments' hum still echoed—it was the sound of struggle, the sound of hope, the sound of a group holding fast to their original aspirations and striving fiercely.

They believed that as long as they kept working and united, they would surely overcome every obstacle, allowing that stealth bomber bearing countless people's sweat and hope to soon soar in the blue sky, guarding this beloved land.