Back in 1978, I was admitted to Northwestern Polytechnical University.

Chapter 175 Who is Stealing Whose Technology?

"Damn, this tiny thing is actually a turbofan!"

"That's right, the bypass ratio is as high as 1!"

Making engines large is not easy. For example, only a handful of countries in the world can produce large-thrust military engines. Similarly, making engines small is even more difficult! Small jet engines made in the East can only be turbojet engines. Turbofan engines, though small, are completely complete and simply cannot be developed.

Now, we finally see the world's most advanced small turbofan engine!

"Shh!" A disgruntled look immediately came from the side. What did you say? Be careful, the walls may be listening!
Ding Jun, a student from the engine department, quickly shut up and began to carefully disassemble the engine. This small engine was ingeniously designed! It had a two-stage axial fan, followed by a two-stage axial low-pressure compressor, and then a centrifugal high-pressure compressor! Further back, there was a high-pressure turbine and two low-pressure turbines.

The combustion chamber is the most unique feature; you can't see the fuel injectors. Upon closer inspection, you'll find that the fuel injectors are actually thrown out by the high-pressure compressor! An oil slinger is installed on the drive shaft of the high-pressure compressor, directly throwing the fuel into the annular combustion chamber. What an ingenious design!
Get the surveying done quickly!

Although using various rulers to measure and draw diagrams is already quite good, it's a pity... I don't have a camera. If only I could take some photos...

Boom boom boom!
"Who?"

"Brother Liangzi, it's me! I've brought you food!"

Qin Liang opened the door, and there was a handcart outside. Feeding eighty students was no easy task!

"Duoduo, you've worked hard!"

"It's not hard work." Yang Duo'er smiled broadly. "Brother Liangzi, I know that everyone is not used to Western food, so I specially went to a Chinese restaurant to buy it. However... this Chinese food has been modified, and it tastes a bit different from our Eastern food."

"Duoduo, you've worked hard. Let me help you." Zhao Xiaoxia came up and picked up the boxed lunches to distribute to everyone.

"Come on, everyone, let's stop what we're doing, eat first, and then get back to work!"

After the food was distributed, Yang Duo'er came up to Qin Liang, resting her chin on her hand as she looked at him.

"What's wrong? Is there something written on my face?"

"No, Brother Liangzi, I..."

Qin Liang glanced at Yang Duo'er and said, "You look beautiful in this outfit today."

"Really?" Yang Duo'er smiled radiantly, placing her hand on Qin Liang's back and stroking it.

Qin Liang was stunned for a moment.

Button, camera.

Was this clothing provided by the CIA?

Qin Liang nodded, stretched out his finger, and then looked for a place to write. His back? Cough cough, no, that's too frivolous.

Yang Duo'er extended her delicate hand.

Everything except the engine can be photographed.

Yang Duo'er stretched out her finger again and continued writing on Qin Liang's back.

I brought an extra roll of film, do you need it?

Yes! I want to photograph the engine.

The way the two of them were being affectionate made everyone else feel envious.

They are a perfect match, a match made in heaven. Only someone like Yang Duo'er could be worthy of Qin Liang.

"Brother Liangzi, show me your research results, my father is really looking forward to it."

"Okay."

Yang Duo'er reached into her pocket and pressed the shutter button inside, click, click!
"I need to go to the bathroom!"

After changing to a new roll of film, Yang Duo'er went to the front of the engine and took a series of pictures of the disassembled engine.

"Brother Liangzi, my bra strap is undone, could you... help me with that?" "Sure."

Once they reached a secluded spot, Yang Duo'er removed the film roll and handed it to Qin Liang.

Qin Liang smiled and waved his hand, indicating that she should help take it out, as it would be safer that way.

Half an hour later, Yang Duo'er pushed the stroller out.

Office building.

“Professor Yang, you’re not as sensible as your daughter.” Ben Richie looked at the roll of film Yang Duo’er handed him, his face beaming with excitement: “Look how clear these photos are!”

One, two, three... and so on!
Ben Richie's eyes suddenly widened. The photo showed the outer shell they were starting to build. This shell wasn't a cylinder, but a polyhedron. Could this be…?

Stealth aircraft? No, no, this is a model aircraft, not a manned fighter jet. Could it be a stealth missile?

Easterners have unique insights into the stealth design of fighter jets, and now they're trying to do the same with missiles! These Easterners have a strong will to win; they've actually brought such advanced technology with them!

No, no, a stealthy shape alone isn't enough; a stealth coating is also crucial! The Easterners are only building this one, and it needs to be test-fired, so… we must apply the stealth coating beforehand to verify whether this stealth shape is truly effective…

"Yang Duo'er, when this missile comes out, help persuade them to complain that the missile's appearance is not pretty, and then ask them to paint it with a layer of black paint!"

“No, I hate black the most. It represents filth.” Yang Duo’er shook her head: “Besides, I did what you said. You have to help my father become the vice dean.”

Yang Tian's expression was complicated. "Daughter, what are you thinking? If Qin Liang finds out about this, will you two still be able to be together? I'd rather not take this vice-dean position!"
"No, no, black represents sexiness, black stockings, black bras..."

“Mr. Ben Richie, may I take this as a flirtation?”

“No, no, of course not!” Ben Richie quickly shook his head: “If you do me this favor, I can make your father the dean!”

“That’s impossible. The current dean, Miller-Alfred, can stay for at least another ten years. He’s not leaving.” Yang Duo’er shook her head.

"Yes, under normal circumstances, he certainly can't leave. But he listened to his son and gave the F107 engine to the East, which is military equipment! Such a serious dereliction of duty will definitely get him fired. If you do me this one more favor, I'll help your father get the position of Dean of the College of Engineering!"

"it is good!"

"The painting process is a bit complicated..."

"Yes, I took note of it."

"Remember, this black paint is very expensive. You need to do the painting yourself. After you're done, bring back whatever's left. Don't let them touch it!"

"I'll paint it myself? No way! I'm not a painter."

"So what are your conditions?"

"Make my father the principal."

"No, absolutely not! A Chinese person can only be a dean at most, and that's already extremely rare!"

"Fine then! I quit!"

"How about this, when their missile... model is finished, we'll take it outside and paint it. You just need to ask for it to be painted black."

Oh no, I've made things worse! But... I absolutely mustn't show any reluctance.

"Alright, that's settled then! Remember, my father's position as dean!"

Watching Ben Richie leave, Yang Tian sighed: "Duoduo, I don't want this dean's position to be obtained at the expense of your happiness."

"Father, this is what you deserve! As for my happiness... of course, I will decide for myself!"

　PS: The illustration shows the F107 turbofan engine used in Tomahawk missiles.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)