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Chapter 311 Satellite Assembly Begins! (Second Update!)
After explaining Sall's tasks, Sayed looked at Musa:
"Mousa, find some time to hold a press conference."

"At this press conference, you have to appear very angry. You have to keep protesting Israel's actions with words. If a reporter asks you what to do, you just keep protesting and repeating the same things over and over."

Upon hearing his instructions, Musa nodded emphatically: "Don't worry, I'm not good at commanding battles, but I'm very good at wrestling."

His response made Sayyid's face darken. He wanted to say something, but found himself speechless. He turned to look at Sale:

"Please thank Mr. Lin and tell him about your plans to buy equipment in China."

"Ask him to let you know in advance so you can just take the goods and leave when you get there."

Saller nodded and was about to leave when Said called him back:

"After you get the weapons in China, take a detour to America and buy some weapons there as well."

"Purchase the same number of light weapons."

"What are you doing?" Saeed's arrangement left Saler somewhat confused. If the goal was to make a statement, then at least for now, they should have clearly expressed their anger towards the Americans. Why did they suddenly start buying weapons from them?

Seeing the confusion on his face, Sayyid put his hands behind his back, turned around, leaving Sal with his back to him, then turned his head to the side, his face full of smugness, and said:
"This is the balance of power that the Chinese value!"

"I hope you can keep things in check!" Saller said, then turned and walked out.

Go take a break first, organize the procurement plan, and then contact Lin Yi.

Suzhou.

At the construction site of the first phase of the electronics factory, Lin Yi squatted in front of the civil engineering supervisor and the supervisor:
Will I have good fortune this year?

Across from them, the civil engineering dog and the dog supervisor had their fur standing on end, baring their teeth and grinning, but they wouldn't bark.

After staring at the two dogs for a while and finding that they wouldn't bark no matter what, Lin Yi had no choice but to turn his gaze away and look at the two men beside him:

"Approximately how long will it take?"

The man wearing a white supervisor's cap pondered for two seconds, then said, "The factory can be topped out in late June, and equipment can be installed in early July."

"The equipment will be fully installed by the end of July."

"The factory will be ready for operation in early August."

Upon hearing the man's reply, Lin Yi turned to look at the construction site in front of him.

The first phase of the factory covers only 200 acres, and excluding the road in the middle of the factory buildings, the total area of ​​the factory buildings is only a little over 100 acres.

Moreover, it's all steel structure.

For steel structure factory buildings, time is not the issue; money and materials are.

The project was completed by the end of June, and the equipment was installed by the end of July, which is considered a relatively fast pace.

Late July will also coincide with Qualcomm's new round of chip releases.

Manufacturers using Qualcomm chips will also make a decision between late July and early next year regarding whether to use high-performance batteries.

The time they have to make this decision is also enough for them to launch multiple plans.

Once batteries start generating revenue, I can use that to expand into more areas.

very good!
Turning around, Lin Yi nodded to the two men, then threatened the construction dog and the supervisor before slowly walking out of the construction site.

I hadn't walked far when my phone rang.

The caller was Salle.

Upon answering the phone, Lin Yi sighed, "Dear Mr. Saller, what trouble have you encountered this time?"

"I need a batch of guns and ammunition to arm those Russian soldiers you mentioned," Sall said, getting straight to the point.

But when he heard clearly what the man meant, Lin Yi was stunned.

He was indeed selling weapons under the guise of selling ordinary goods.

In reality, he didn't have any guns or ammunition. Asking him to buy guns and ammunition was like asking a blind person for directions on the street.

After a two-second pause, he quickly realized that Saler wasn't buying weapons from him, but rather buying weapons from others through him.

Do more!
After making his own assessment, Lin Yi sighed softly again:
“Alright, Mr. Saller, give me a list of the required weapons and ammunition, and I will pass this message on for you.”

He had barely finished speaking when his phone chimed with a text message.

The content is short, but it's all information.

[2400 Type 81 automatic rifles, each equipped with 720 rounds of ammunition; 48 six-barreled 107mm rocket launchers, each equipped with 60 rounds of ammunition; 48 Type 82 mortars, each equipped with 60 rounds of ammunition.]

2400 sets of heavy bulletproof vests.

Looking at the densely packed numbers, Lin Yi wanted to calculate the value of the text message, but quickly dismissed the idea.

Because he didn't know the price of these things.

Naturally, its value cannot be calculated.

The feeling of seeing meat right in front of your mouth but not being able to eat it is awful. With a sigh of frustration, she spoke into the phone:
"I received the message. I'll forward it to them now. Remember to pay."

After hanging up the phone, he clutched his chest with his right hand and struggled to forward the message to Hao Jin.

Although I know people in the General Armaments Department, they shouldn't be involved in these things.

The security bureau doesn't manage the exits, but they should be responsible for security.

The text message notification had just popped up when Hao Jin's reply arrived, consisting of only a very simple question mark.

A question mark popped up, followed by another message.

The State Security Bureau is not the CIA; it doesn't sell equipment. You need to contact the China North Industries Group Corporation (NORINCO). If you don't know how to contact them, you can ask Director Guo Song of the General Armaments Department!

After going around in circles, Lin Yi realized he still had to contact the General Assembly Department. He felt a sense of frustration, like a 90-year-old woman who had spent a whole day carrying water to irrigate her land in the sweltering heat of summer only to find that the land belonged to her neighbor.

My finger swiped across the contacts list for ages before I finally found the number I'd saved for a long time but never called.

He took a deep breath, pressed the dial button, and listened quietly to the dialing sound.

Perhaps because the number on the other end was encrypted, Lin Yi didn't hear the notification to order a ringback tone; he only heard a busy signal.

The phone rang for over a minute, and just as it was about to automatically disconnect, the call was answered by Guo Song in a loud, booming voice:

"Mr. Lin, what brings you here to call?"

Prince Sall of Saudi Arabia wants to order a batch of light weapons...

Lin Yi relayed Saler's message as quickly as possible.

After relaying the message, he held his breath and waited for Guo Song's response.

The wait was incredibly long; a few seconds felt like centuries.

Finally, the receiver no longer carried the sound of breathing, but rather Guo Song's voice:
“No problem. I’ll contact the China Ordnance Industry Group and have them prepare. I’ll also give you a price list. As long as Prince Sale transfers the money, we can deliver to your door.”

"By the way, I'm at the Space Technology Research Institute right now. You did a great job!"

"Once this thing goes up to the sky, I'll treat you to a drink. We'll drink until we drop!"

"I'm hanging up now!"

After hanging up the phone, Lin Yi's mind was filled with Guo Song's last words: "Want a drink?"
Drink until you're drunk!

Wouldn't you have to drink yourself to death?
Forget it, at worst I'll just admit I'm a coward who can't drink.

He forwarded the text message on his phone to Guo Song, then turned and continued walking out of the construction site.

On the other side, Guo Song waved the phone in his hand at Zhu Jingyao:

"Lin Yi."

"It is estimated that Israel's move to increase military spending scared the Saudis, or that the Saudis wanted to find a counterbalance, so they approached him and entrusted him to purchase a batch of equipment."

"The equipment they bought this time is rather shabby compared to what they've bought before."

As he was speaking, he received a text message on his phone, which contained the information Lin Yi had just told him. The next second, he showed the message to Zhu Jingyao.

After calculating the prices of the weapons and equipment in the information, Zhu Jingyao nodded in agreement:

"Compared to their past, they are indeed quite poor."

"But we can't say anything when people buy equipment."

"Let's see them assembling the satellite first, and then I'll send you to the headquarters of the China North Industries Group Corporation."

"Then I'll trouble you!" Guo Song put away his phone and, together with Zhu Jingyao, focused his attention on the "assembly line" in front of them.

Ahead of them, the technical backbone of the Space Technology Research Institute, led by Feng Zhenhua, was busy around a huge control panel.

Around the control panel were dozens of parts racks, each filled with parts of all sizes.

The technical staff next to the control panel would occasionally issue a command, and the people guarding the perimeter would quickly turn to the control panel and remove the corresponding parts upon hearing the command.

The labels on the parts are then removed, the time of retrieval is written down, the labels are affixed back to the shelf, and the parts are sent to the worktable.

Those key technical personnel carefully installed it into the satellite's frame.

After assembling one part, a new command immediately follows.

New parts were quickly delivered and assembled.

These key technical personnel frantically assembled parts, while Li Huaimin, who had been excluded from the project, took notes with great interest, meticulously recording their work.

When he sees something troublesome, he will pick up his camera, take a picture, and make notes in his notebook.

At 6 p.m., the bell rang on time to signal the end of the workday.

Upon hearing this sound, everyone who had been busy next to the satellite all breathed a sigh of relief.

The synchronized exhalations echoed in the empty installation workshop. Hearing this, Feng Zhenhua rolled his eyes, called everyone aside, and once they were lined up, he clapped his hands.
"Everyone, the first day of assembly work for the first Xiaomi Satellite 1 has come to an end!"

"Today is the first day of the mission, and everyone is still unfamiliar with the process, so there are no progress requirements."

"However, we are a research institute, a national-level institution, and we must strive for excellence."

"Tonight, after everyone goes back, think carefully about today's assembly work and its shortcomings."

"Then everyone should write a 2000-word reflection on their experience!"

“明天8点30分到这里，8点30~10点30这段时间，我们就花两个小时，来品鉴一下各位的心得体会。”

"This is a rare opportunity, everyone must make the most of it."

Upon hearing that they were to write reflections, the engineers at the Space Technology Research Institute all tacitly turned their heads away and began to demonstrate that silence is golden.

Previously, the country launched few satellites, and research institutes could not get a single satellite a year. Even if they did get a satellite, they could not apply those cutting-edge technologies.

In addition, the requirements for professional title evaluation include publishing papers and participating in major projects.

So everyone is in a hurry and wants to get their hands on a couple of projects to work on.

Now, I finally have enough opportunities to practice, and my mood has just started to improve, when I hear that I have to write a reflection.

My mood, which had just started to improve, completely collapsed, and I no longer wanted to live.

Beside them, Lu Jingchen watched all this with a smile, his smile widening especially when he saw his senior brother Liu Juncai.

The two brothers exchanged glances, and Lu Jingchen silently mouthed, "We don't need to write a report!"

He mouthed the sentence and saw Liu Juncai opening his mouth frantically. Although he couldn't hear the sound, he knew very well that his senior brother was cursing very filthyly.

Smiling and shaking his head, Lu Jingchen gave Liu Juncai a thumbs-up, then turned and walked towards Guo Song and the other man.

Feng Zhenhua walked up to the two of them before him and pointed to the satellite on the control panel:

"Two leaders, please give your evaluation!"

Turning his gaze away from the satellite, Guo Song waved his hands repeatedly: "No comment! We're laymen, we laymen just watch the show, we don't comment!"

Just then, Lu Jingchen walked up to the three of them. When their eyes fell on him, he gave them a perfectly timed smile and nodded.
"General Manager Guo, General Manager Zhu, Director Feng."

After greeting him, he stood to the side like a statue, staring straight ahead, and began to play dead.

There was nothing he could do; even if he and Liu Juncai's teacher saw these three people, they could only stand aside like statues, just like him.

He wanted to be a statue, but Guo Song and Zhu Jingyao really didn't want him to be one.

Guo Song pointed to the satellite, starting the conversation:
"Professor Lu, you don't have a satellite manufacturing plant now, but what if you do have one in the future?"

"How long does it take you to manufacture a satellite of this caliber, from acquiring raw materials to the final product?"

As soon as he asked the question, Guo Song suddenly realized that it seemed to be someone else's trade secret. He gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and quickly tried to cover it up:
"Is such that!"

"Our group likes to do military chess simulations whenever we have free time, and in one of the simulation settings..."

There is such a situation.

"That means the enemy used special space weapons to attack our satellites in space and destroyed them."

"And the weapons we developed based on satellites lost some of their functions at this time."

"But this part of the function is very important, so we need to repair the satellite system as quickly as possible."

"And this assumption has two most important points."

"The first point is to manufacture satellites quickly, and the second point is to launch them quickly."

“We had discussed this issue with Director Feng before, and he said that when something like this happens, it takes time to prepare.”

"The whole process takes a long time. The only solution is to make several spare satellites from the same batch."

"But this will create another problem."

"That is, the extra backup satellites will have problems such as outdated functions."

"But now, your involvement provides us with a new solution."

"So I want to ask you, I want to hear your opinion!"

This question left Lu Jingchen unsure how to answer.

After a moment of contemplation, he suddenly raised his hand and saluted the two men in front of him: "Mission accomplished!"

(End of this chapter)