Xiaomi Heavy Industry, its first entrepreneurial venture!

Chapter 249 Remember to write the report! (Third update!)
Upon hearing that he was there to report costs to Hao Jin, Mao Xiaofei immediately straightened up from his bent-over position.

In research, he couldn't beat Lin Yi.

When it comes to procurement, he can't beat Liu Daneng.

But now, if he can't even handle reporting costs, then the past twenty or thirty years of his life have been wasted.

He took a small screwdriver out of his pocket, then took the drone from Hao Jin and began to disassemble it.

"The aluminum alloy frame, stamped and welded parts, cost 174 for the complete set of parts, and 23 for manual welding time. If machinery is used, the price will be cheaper."

"The four permanent magnet motors are factory-made, with a unit price of 329. If we were to use our own custom-made high-performance motors, the cost for the first 20,000 drones would be 480."

"From 2 to 4, the cost will be reduced to 400."

"For costs above 4, the cost can be reduced to 320."

"The propeller blades are made of hardened engineering plastic, four blades in total, with a price of 23 per blade."

“Wire harness…”

"Motherboard..."

"Camera……"

"antenna……"

Mao Xiaofei would say a name and then say a price. After saying the name, he would stick a small note on the part. The note had the price of the experimental machine and the price after the subsequent cost reduction.

Later, Mao Xiaofei spoke in front, and Hao Jin added prices from behind.

In the end, the price of the testing machine stabilized at 3489.

The price of the finished machine was 1923.

Less than 2000 yuan.

Although the drone in front of me is a prototype, it hasn't been fitted with those fancy shells yet, and its functions aren't fully developed.

But this price is truly astonishing.

This thing can carry a load of 7.5 kilograms. If this thing were to actually launch an attack with 7.5 kilograms of explosives strapped to it, it would basically kill anyone it hits.

Even tanks would be intimidated by this thing.

With less than 2000 yuan, plus a few hundred yuan worth of explosives, you can achieve great success with a small investment.

This thing...

Very dangerous, extremely dangerous!

You don't even need explosives. Just find a 5-liter mineral water bottle, fill it with gasoline, make a fuse, and you can go out and cause trouble.

This thing flies in the sky. Although the sound of its flight is a bit noisy, most people will only look up and see what it is. They might be surprised, but they would never think that this thing is sent by the King of Hell to take their lives.

The security bureau needs to increase relevant training to help people understand and manage this system correctly.

Seeing Hao Jin lower his head and frown in thought, Lin Yi waved to Mao Xiaofei, signaling him to leave first.

After a long while, Hao Jincai finally sorted out his thoughts, looked up at Lin Yi, and asked:

"Are there any countermeasures? Those that can be used now, not those that are far off."

"Yes! Absolutely!" Lin Yi replied softly, then began to count on his fingers the ways to counter the drones at this point in time:
"First of all, there is full-band jamming, but in a normal battlefield, full-band jamming is equivalent to marking the enemy's missiles."

"The enemy only needs to use inertial guidance on the missile and aim it at the darkest place to destroy the jamming equipment."

"Then there's the net gun. A fishing net flies over, and if it hits the drone, then everything is gone."

After he finished speaking, he blinked his big eyes and stared straight at Hao Jin.

Hao Jin was still listening, wanting to hear what kind of cheap and effective way to counter drones could be used.

However, Lin Yi said a couple of sentences and then stopped.

He paused for a moment, looked at the young man in front of him, and asked:
"That's it?"

"That's it!"

"Nothing else?"

That's all!

"Really gone?"

"It's really gone!"

"Think about it again, use your clever brain. If it's just these two options you mentioned, then we'll have to guard against thieves every day. That doesn't make any sense!"

When he got to the exciting part, Hao Jin clapped his hands and spread them out.

Seeing that he was about to sit on the ground and act like a spoiled child, Lin Yi started counting on his fingers again:

"Actually, there are two other ways."

"The core of drones is information networks and chips."

"For information networks, directional electromagnetic interference can be used. We just need to find a way to make the electromagnetic interference equipment small enough for one person to carry."

"For chips, laser weapons can be used to overload them instantly and burn them out."

When Lin Yi first started speaking, Hao Jin seemed very excited, but as Lin Yi continued, the excitement on her face faded, and her old face fell.

He pressed his hand to his forehead, spun around twice, then looked up and asked:
"What would happen if the quantity of this thing reached a certain level?"

This question caused Lin Yi to fall silent.

All he could say was that Hao Jin was indeed a member of the Security Bureau; the questions he asked were always tricky.

Recalling the scene of drones he had witnessed in his previous life, he softly asked in return:
Have you ever seen a swarm of bees flying around?

"Or it could be a BBC documentary, footage of migratory birds. Imagine replacing swarms of bees or migratory birds with drones."

"Drones carrying bombs everywhere."

As Lin Yi spoke, several images slowly surfaced in Hao Jin's mind.

There were footage from CCTV-7 about how beekeeping leads to wealth, and there were also documentaries from the BBC broadcast on the education channel.

The documentary showed tens of thousands of migratory birds migrating, their wings flapping as they flew in the same direction, a vast expanse of birds that looked almost identical.

He silently replaced the footage with drone footage, and as soon as he finished, his whole body trembled.

Fear caused his body to frantically secrete adrenaline, and at the same time, his body's heat dissipation function was activated, resulting in a large amount of sweat being expelled to forcibly lower his body temperature.

In just a moment, he was soaked in sweat and became a water person.

After a while, Hao Jin opened his eyes, bent over, pressed his hands on his knees, and began to breathe in the fresh air deeply.

He took deep breaths for two or three minutes until he completely relaxed. He looked up calmly at Lin Yi and asked:
"These are all theories, do you have any data to support them?"

Strange question.

Lin Yi mentally assessed the situation, then slowly said while stroking his chin, "Not now, but it will be in a few days."

Now it was Hao Jin's turn to be silent.

He stared at Lin Yi for a long time, then asked, "You didn't sell this thing to the Sadr Movement, did you? This is a dangerous item!"

"No, I sold the damaged version!" Lin Yi waved his hand and began to frantically deny it:
"Don't slander me! This is just a regular drone. It's just that the price the customer pays is different, so the drone I can provide is also different."

"If you pay less, it's a crippled drone; if you pay more, it's a fully-fledged drone; and if you pay even more, it's a pure-blooded drone."

"This is not a dangerous item!"

"Don't make baseless accusations and slander me. Besides, I don't sell anything, so where would I get the data and money for upgrades and modifications?" "Are you going to pay me?"

When the word "money" was mentioned, Hao Jin immediately looked away and said modestly, "Um... um, we don't have a budget."

But soon, he turned his attention back: "Remember to provide an evaluation report when you're done."

"Also, try to avoid contact with that Amir from Iran during this period. He's being watched by people from America's consulate."

"Huh?" This time, it was Lin Yi's turn to be surprised.

He knew Iranians were unreliable, but he didn't expect them to be this unreliable. They had barely finished talking when their people were already being targeted by America's people.

How to do this?
What's the point of all this? We might as well just pack our bags, go home, and find our own mothers.

Noticing the rapid changes in Lin Yi's expression, Hao Jin whispered an explanation: "The reason he's being targeted isn't actually because he leaked information."

"It's because the Iranian consulate is right next to America's consulate."

This news struck Lin Yi like a thunderbolt, leaving him completely stunned.

After a long pause, he finally uttered a single word: "6!"

After discussing the drone, Hao Jin put the drone parts on the table into his briefcase.

After packing, he checked again to make sure all the parts were inside the briefcase before carefully zipping it up.

He then turned and walked to the door, opened it, and let the two people outside into the room.

"As I just introduced them to you, these two are experts in the field of carbonized materials."

"They're not making silicon carbide, they're making other carbide materials."

"The problem they are facing now is that the materials they produce are extremely difficult to process, resulting in a very low yield rate."

"They only realized that someone could process silicon carbide when they suddenly heard the leaders asking about it."

"They were just wondering if it was possible to process other carbonized materials."

"It just so happened that the leader sent them over to take a look, so they came."

After explaining the specific reasons why Feng Bowen and Wen Jie had come here, Hao Jin took a step back, leaving the scene to Lin Yi and the other two.

Feng Bowen gave Hao Jin a grateful look, then turned his gaze to Lin Yi:

"Hello Mr. Lin, we mainly deal in zirconium carbide. Among the materials that Mr. Hao took back earlier, there were two zirconium carbide parts."

"The processing difficulty of those two parts would only be considered average if they were made of other materials."

"But when it comes to zirconium carbide, the processing requirements are extremely difficult."

"So, we'd like to ask Mr. Lin for some advice."

"Let's see how to manufacture the parts we need with minimal losses."

"It's a bit awkward that we can only manufacture raw materials but not turn them into the parts we want."

Lin Yi, who was initially skeptical when he heard that they were working with zirconium carbide, now understood.

If we had to categorize these carbonized materials, they could actually be classified as ceramics.

This type of material has everything that ceramics have, and it also has things that ceramics don't have.

Zirconium carbide is considered the most problematic among these materials.

The main properties of this thing are its high melting point and high hardness.

It is slightly less hard than silicon carbide, but it is hard enough for the applications it excels at.

The biggest problem is its high melting point and brittleness.

It is hard, difficult to melt, and brittle, which means that this thing is very difficult to process.

In conventional machining, this requires micron-level tool feeding, and the biggest wear and tear is on the cutting tool, followed by the operator's eyesight.

If you're not careful, this thing will explode into a pile of fragments.

Laser or electrical discharge machining also has certain limitations.

They're really something else, actually thinking of doing this.

Lin Yi raised his hands, pressed his temples with his thumbs, took out his phone, and called Cao Bin.

Less than 10 minutes later, Cao Bin appeared at the office door. Upon seeing him, Lin Yi pointed:
"He's in charge of the materials; you can contact him directly if you have any questions."

"It's no use coming to me; I'm an aerodynamics student."

As he spoke, Feng Bowen and the other man turned to look at Cao Bin, scrutinizing him from head to toe. Both of them nodded in satisfaction. Then, the two men stepped forward, grabbed Cao Bin on either side, and dragged him out.

Cao Bin was dragged out, shouting as he went:
"Help! Human trafficking! Is there anyone who can help?"

"Boss, help!"

Seeing that Lin Yi didn't try to stop him, Hao Jin quickly stepped forward and rescued Cao Bin, recounting the whole story again. Cao Bin rolled his eyes.
"Just say what you need to say!"

"Why are you dragging people out as soon as you come up?"

He then looked at Lin Yi, seeking his opinion with his eyes. Lin Yi nodded, indicating his agreement.

Having received permission, Cao Bin waved his hand and said, "Professors, this way please."

"If you have the blueprints, you can give them to me directly, and then you can wait for the finished parts..."

The voices faded into the distance, leaving only Hao Jin and Lin Yi in the room.

The two exchanged a glance, and Hao Jin picked up his briefcase and walked out. But as he reached the door, he turned back and said:

"Remember what I just told you: after you're done, don't forget to write a report, 50,000 words!"

"Just send the report to my email."

"Also, don't let Amir know about this. Those idiots can't be trusted."

After finishing his tirade, Hao Jin picked up his briefcase and left with a flourish. Just from the sound of his footsteps, Lin Yi knew that the old man was very happy and carefree.

With no one else around, Lin Yi finally had time to look around his new office.

The entire 9-story building, spanning over 1600 square meters, has only 5 offices.

These include the factory manager's office, the finance office, the offices of the two vice presidents, and a conference room.

The factory manager's office is the largest, a suite of 327 square meters, including a separate office, two separate bedrooms and a bathroom, a separate storage room, a separate gym, and a game room.

Standing before the enormous floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the scenery and the myriad of people outside, Lin Yi rediscovered the feeling of being a boss from his previous life.

After enjoying the panoramic view for a while, he wanted to compose a poem. Just as he was about to speak, another cell phone in his pocket chimed, indicating that he had received a message.

This unique ringtone was specially set up by him for the internal communication group of America's army.

Smith won't use this to find himself.

The system cannot send messages to itself.

The only explanation is Eisent.

His wallet didn't die; it's still alive. It walked out of the Iraqi cemetery. He is the invincible Captain America.

Take out your phone and tap to enter the relevant group chat message.

Lin Yi immediately saw the message sent by Eisent.

I'm finally alive again!

(End of this chapter)