Love in the Courtyard: Starting with Engineers

Two weeks later at the Technology Research Institute, Li Yu stood in front of his desk.

Li Yu unfolded the blueprints, which were basic design data for shipborne phased array radars airlifted from the Soviet Union. Next to them was a sample of special steel for an aircraft carrier deck.

Andrei's handwritten letter was pressed under the sample, the handwriting vigorous: "Hoping that rare earth tungsten alloy technology can solve the problem of wear and tear on the decks of our aircraft carriers."

Old Wang, standing nearby, watched with shining eyes: "Factory Director, this older brother's radar design, although a step behind ours, has an interesting approach to anti-jamming algorithms. It can fill our gaps!"

Li Yu didn't speak, but instead pulled out a stack of documents that had been prepared in advance from the drawer, labeled "Simplified Process of Rare Earth Tungsten Alloy".

He circled several key parameters in red, all of which could improve the basic lifespan of the aircraft carrier deck, but excluded the core technologies such as high temperature resistance and wear resistance.

"Let's trade this to them."

Li Yu placed the documents on the table. "They must produce the aircraft carrier deck welding technology and the basic theories of submarine noise reduction."

"As for our active phased array radar algorithm and the core heat treatment process of rare earth alloys, not a single word can be omitted."

Old Wang was stunned for a moment, then realized: "You mean... you're using their influence, not really going to empty your pockets from them?"

"Otherwise what?"

Li Yu sneered, "The Soviet Union needs our alloy technology to solve the aircraft carrier problem, and we need their international influence to help us block the West's advance."

"Cooperation is to build up allies and secure a five-year period of stable development. Once our military industry is solid, we won't have to be subservient to anyone."

A few days later, the red telephone on Li Yu's desk suddenly rang urgently—it was an emergency call from the Weihai ship in the South China Sea.

"Chief Engineer Li! Four Western destroyers, accompanied by two electronic warfare aircraft, have intruded!"

On the surface of the South China Sea, waves surged.

On the bridge of the Weihai, the radar screen, which was originally filled with static due to strong interference from the West, became clear instantly as the upgraded radar was activated.

That's active phased array technology, which incorporates optimized algorithms from Soviet radar data. It's not only immune to interference, but can also reverse-detect the opponent's interference frequencies.

"Counterattack successful! Enemy electronic warfare aircraft radar malfunctioned!" The radar operator's shout echoed across the bridge.

Wang Jianguo immediately ordered: "Vertical launch system locks onto the enemy destroyer's conning tower; anti-submarine torpedoes dive into underwater blind spots. Broadcast on public channels—China's territorial waters, not a single step back!"

Ten interceptor missiles roared into the sky, weaving a dense, impenetrable net of fire above the sea.

The underwater anti-submarine torpedo is silent, like a sharp blade hidden in the dark.

The Western destroyers were thrown into disarray. They hadn't expected the Weihai's radar to be so powerful. Just as they were about to turn around, they heard a warning in Russian over the radio.

In the distance, a Soviet cruiser was cutting through the waves, its red flag fluttering in the wind. The captain called out in both Russian and Chinese: "This is Chinese territorial waters. Leave immediately! Otherwise, you will face the consequences!"

Besieged on all sides.

Western ships dared not linger. The four destroyers, like stray dogs, dragged two malfunctioning electronic warfare aircraft and fled in disarray from my country's territorial waters.

The soldiers guarding the island stood on the reefs, brandishing their rifles, their cheers sweeping across the sea like waves.

Watching the Western warships sail away, Wang Jianjun laughed heartily: "That was a brilliant move, using the situation to our advantage! Big Brother's flag is very useful!"

Qin Zhengguo, standing to the side, said, "This is just the beginning. Let them know that China is not fighting alone."

As evening approached, the new three-bedroom apartment in the Longxing Factory residential compound was already bustling with activity.

The braised pork belly stewed by Bai Mu was bubbling in the clay pot, and the aroma of the sauerkraut and pork belly hot pot filled the house.

Li Jianshe and his wife, along with Li Huaide and his wife, and fellow workers such as Lao Wang and Lao Zhang, brought thermos flasks, enamel basins, and homemade steamed buns to celebrate the housewarming.

The little guy, wearing tiger-head shoes and clutching the copper ring Andrei had given him, shouted, "Ya ya ya!"

Li Yu bent down and picked her up, gently rubbing her soft cheeks with his fingertips.

Bai Ling walked over with a bowl of freshly roasted peanuts. Hearing this, she smiled gently and said, "Today the radio broadcasted the story of the Weihai ship driving away Western warships. Mom and Dad watched it several times and kept saying how amazing you are."

Hearing this, Bai's father turned his head and said, "Little Li, that was a brilliant victory! With the Soviet Union's support, let's see if those foreign devils dare to be arrogant anymore!"

At the dinner table, toasts were exchanged and laughter filled the air.

The workers chatted about the factory's expansion plans and the good news that the rare earth tungsten alloy production line was about to break ground, their faces beaming with pride.

Late at night, after seeing off a group of relatives and friends, Li Yu sat at his desk, and Bai Ling brought him a cup of hot tea and gently placed it beside him.

On the table lay Andrei's transoceanic call log. Good news had arrived from the Soviet Union: a simplified version of the rare-earth tungsten alloy process had been successfully tested on their aircraft carrier deck, increasing its lifespan by a full 30%.

The top leadership has already approved the signing of a five-year military technology exchange agreement with China. This agreement not only allows military academies to exchange students, but also publicly expresses support for China in safeguarding its territorial sovereignty.

Even more encouraging was the arrival of military documents—the West, wary of Sino-Soviet cooperation, had temporarily suspended its technological blockade against my country, and many neutral countries had proactively extended olive branches, wanting to purchase shipborne anti-aircraft guns from the Longxing Shipyard.

Taking this opportunity, the central government formally launched a research and development program for weapons supporting domestically produced aircraft carriers and appointed Li Yu as the chief technical officer.

Li Yu opened the blueprints for the core weapons of the domestically produced aircraft carrier that he had redeemed from the system. The lines on them were intricate and exquisite, gleaming with a brilliance that transcended the times.

He picked up his pen and wrote a line of vigorous characters in his notebook: "Leverage the momentum for development, strengthen the foundation to become strong."

Bai Ling leaned on his shoulder, looking at the words on the notebook, her eyes full of determination.

Meanwhile, in a conference room in a distant Western country, a single lamp shines.

A document marked "Top Secret" was slowly taken out, with a line of cold words written on the cover: "Plan to break the deadlock in Sino-Soviet cooperation - support Southeast Asian forces, create friction in the South China Sea, and sow discord in the alliance."

Li Yu's goal for the next five years is to develop an aircraft carrier fleet. Once China has a combat-ready aircraft carrier battle group, its naval combat power will increase exponentially.

He plans to draft a feasible plan and submit it for approval.