Love in the Courtyard: Starting with Engineers

On the Mohe border, the wind, carrying particles of snow that had not yet melted, stung people's faces.

In the lookout post, squad leader Wang Tiezhu wrapped his cotton-padded coat tightly and stared intently at the movements on the other side of the border through binoculars.

For the past two weeks, the reconnaissance planes on the other side have been acting like crazy, frequently flying low over to probe and conduct reconnaissance across the border.

The anti-aircraft gun positions were too far away, and the rifles couldn't reach them. The soldiers could only watch helplessly as the enemy planes swaggered around, and they were filled with rage.

"Squad leader, look! It's coming again!" The new recruit, Xiao Sun, suddenly shouted, pointing to the approaching black dot on the horizon.

"Notify the anti-aircraft artillery company!" Wang Tiezhu roared. No sooner had he finished speaking than a communications soldier shouted urgently, "Squad leader! The anti-aircraft artillery company says the enemy planes are out of range, they can't reach them!"

The roar of the reconnaissance plane grew louder and louder, and the pilot could even be seen waving defiantly in the cockpit.

The machine gunner's hand, gripping his gun, veins bulging, eyes bloodshot: "That son of a bitch! This is outrageous!"

Just then, the rumble of tracks grinding through the snow came from afar.

Three tracked armored vehicles stopped not far from the lookout post.

The car door opened, and a group of soldiers dressed in black winter clothing stepped out, each carrying a simple-looking launcher on their shoulder—the man-portable air defense missile that Longxing Factory had just started mass production of.

The officer in charge quickly walked up to Wang Tiezhu and saluted.

"Military region-level air defense squad, ordered to provide support! This batch of Vanguard-18 man-portable air defense missiles, aerial target!"

Before the words were even finished, the reconnaissance plane had already arrogantly crossed the border, no more than two hundred meters above the ground.

"Attention all units! Target locked!"

At the command of the air defense squad leader, more than a dozen launchers were raised simultaneously, and the crosshairs in the aiming scopes steadily locked onto the enemy aircraft.

"Infrared + passive radar composite guidance, anti-jamming mode activated!"

The soldiers' shouts echoed in the wind and snow.

Wang Tiezhu clenched his fists, his palms sweating. This was a brand new thing; would it even be effective?

Just then, the enemy plane suddenly released a burst of flares, and orange-red flames instantly engulfed the fuselage.

If it were an old-fashioned infrared missile, it would have been lured away by now.

But the next second, the air defense squad leader swung his arm sharply: "Fire!"

"Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—"

A dozen plumes of white smoke pierced the wind and snow as the missile, trailing a fiery exhaust, hurtled straight toward the enemy aircraft. Wang Tiezhu's eyes widened as he watched the missile veer off course in the flashes of the flares, as if it had eyes, and lock onto the reconnaissance plane's fuselage!

"boom!"

A deafening roar followed, and flames shot into the sky.

The reconnaissance plane's wings were blown to pieces, and its fuselage billowed black smoke as it crashed into the snow-covered ground on the other side of the border like a kite with a broken string, creating a huge cloud of snow.

A deafening cheer erupted from the lookout post.

The machine gunner jumped up and down, shouting, "Hit! It really hit!"

Wang Tiezhu was trembling with excitement. He grabbed the arm of the anti-aircraft squad leader and exclaimed, "Well done! This thing is amazing! It's even more efficient than an anti-aircraft gun!"

The captain chuckled and patted the launcher on his shoulder: "It's all thanks to this! The composite guidance system means even a hundred enemy flares won't help! Plus, it's lightweight; one person can carry it around. All our border outposts can be equipped with it!"

Amid cheers, the communications soldier ran over, phone in hand, his face beaming with excitement.

"Squad leader! The military region called! They said we fought brilliantly in this combat exercise! They're going to award us a collective third-class merit!"

Looking at the direction where the enemy plane crashed, and then at the soldiers carrying missiles, Wang Tiezhu felt all his frustration vanish.

When Li Yu received the congratulatory telegram at Longxing Factory in Beijing, he was in the workshop instructing workers to debug the production line.

Looking at the eight characters on the telegram, "Victory on the frontier, first battle to godhood," a faint smile appeared on his lips.

This is just the beginning.

He wanted to make the Avant-Garde-18 fly over every inch of the motherland's border, weaving a vast net that would ensure enemy aircraft could never return.

Back in his office, Li Yu opened the long-unused system panel.

Host: Li Yu

Abilities: Bajiquan (Grandmaster level), proficient in basic mechanical repair within a 1000 cubic meter space.

Physical condition: Ten times the limits of human potential

Technical drawings: Hot strip wide steel mill, top and bottom blowing converter, four-axis and five-axis machine tool drawings, Qianwei 18 (modified).

Item: Bulletproof vest

Mood score: 587345

System Shop: [Lifestyle] [Technology] [Special Categories]

Looking at the military technology category, Li Yu planned to exchange for a man-portable thermobaric weapon, so that those monkeys on the border could experience the taste of thermobaric weapons.

"Exchange for Individual Thermobaric Weapons"

[Deduct 150000 emotion points]

After exchanging the items, Li Yu looked at the fighter jets and warships.

The unit price is all over one million.

"We can only save it up slowly, and then we'll have to find a way to get it published in the newspaper."

Suddenly, Li Yu thought of cars.

Li Yu spent 50,000 emotional points to exchange for the complete set of blueprints for the Wrangler.

He plans to promote the car in the newspaper after it's finished.

The researchers were shocked when they received the two sets of technical drawings provided by Li Yu.

What was shocking was not that Li Yu produced new weapon blueprints so quickly, but that he produced automobile manufacturing blueprints.

Nowadays, there are almost no domestically produced cars in China.

After handing the blueprints to everyone, Li Yu went out and drove his jeep back to the courtyard house.

Upon seeing Li Yu alighting from the car, Yan Bugui at the entrance quickly stepped forward to greet him:

"Li Yu's back! Do you have time to take me for a drive?"

Li Yu ignored him and was about to walk straight in when Yan Bugui grabbed her arm.

"Um?"

Seeing Li Yu's unfriendly expression, Yan Bugui quickly explained, "I just saw that your car was dirty, so I wiped it for you."

"Thank you, Teacher Yan," Li Yu said before heading home.

Yan Bugui raised his hand and lightly patted his mouth. "Why did I have to talk so much? Now I have to wipe his car."

Upon returning home and seeing Yan Jiefang, Yan Bugui said, "Go! Wipe Li Yu's car at the gate!"

"On what grounds?"

"Why should I? This is giving you a chance, a chance to curry favor with Li Yu."

Although unwilling, Yan Jiefang still went.

At first, he wiped the cloth reluctantly, but gradually people started watching him more and more.

Suddenly, wiping the car didn't seem like such a chore after all.

It wasn't until a girl pointed at Yan Jiefang and shouted, "You pervert!" that things escalated.

The middle-aged women chatting by the door suddenly gathered around: "Who's being indecent?"

Yan Jiefang looked up as well, but to his surprise, the girl pointed to her crotch and said, "That's him."

Looking down, I realized there was a hole in my pants. No wonder so many people were looking this way.

I thought I was going to look at cars, but it turned out I was looking at my own.

Yan Jiefang quickly explained, "It's not what you think. I don't know when I was called."

It took some explanation to make things clear; otherwise, they would have had to stay there for a few days.