Live Stream 1980: Netizens Teach Me How to Make a Rocket by Hand

Lin Xi walked to the nearest machine and reached out to lift the canvas.

The silver-gray body was exposed, with Toshiba's nameplate still affixed to the side.

The Japanese labels on the control panel are neatly arranged, and the Russian labels on several knobs were added later by Soviet technicians.

The spindle is intact, the guide rails are clean, and the servo motor housing has no scratches or dents.

The hardware is indeed fine.

Lin Xi went around to the back of the control panel, squatted down and took a look at the data interface.

Standard RS-232 serial port.

In Lin Xi's mind, the long-silent live stream room suddenly started flooding with messages.

[Wow! It really is an MB-5 series! We've disassembled this model countless times on industry forums.]

[The interface has been confirmed! It's exactly as we predicted!]

[It's very simple. Just connect our computer, run that diagnostic program, and the parameter library will be extracted directly.]

Lin Xi quickly responded in her mind:

"Just using the parameter library isn't enough, is it?"

"What Zhao Qiang and his team lack most right now is a reference for mechanical structures."

"It would be great if we could take it apart and take a look at the transmission system."

The comments section immediately erupted.

[Take it down! What are you afraid of!]

A netizen nicknamed "the mechanical dog that delivers takeout" commented in the live chat:

The most difficult part of this machine tool is matching the mechanics with the algorithm. But as long as the room can maintain a constant temperature of 20 degrees Celsius plus or minus 0.5 degrees Celsius, even if you disassemble it into parts, we can teach you how to put it back together perfectly!

Lin Xi felt more confident.

He put down his suitcase and turned to look at Victor.

"Chairman Victor, we can get this machine working."

Lin Xi pointed to the machine tool spindle,

"However, the CNC system and servo motor of a machine tool are linked together."

"To unlock the underlying program, we must first disassemble the spindle head and transmission box, and then use the equipment we brought to test the servo response one by one."

Lin Xi spoke in a flat tone, as if stating a technical fact.

"In other words, I need to partially disassemble this machine tool."

The smile on Victor's face vanished instantly.

The workshop fell silent.

Even the low humming in the ventilation ducts seemed to be suppressed.

"besides,"

Lin Xi added,

"We need to connect our own computers to perform system hacking and debugging."

Victor stared at him without saying a word for a full twenty seconds.

Disassembling equipment of this level is not as simple as breaking a single screw.

If it's scrapped, it will be difficult to explain to those present.

Zhao Qiang stood to the side, his fingers curling slightly.

He knew Lin Xi was gambling.

They bet that the Soviet Union is even more anxious than they are.

Lin Xi, however, seemed not to feel the pressure and simply shrugged casually.

"If we don't demolish it, this job really can't be done."

"Forcibly unlocking will trigger motherboard protection."

"If you think the risk is too great, then we can just consider today a visit."

After saying that, he made a gesture as if to close the clasp on the suitcase.

He retreated to advance, and his timing was impeccable.

Actually, Lin Xi's vest was also a little sweaty.

If the Russians really make a mistake and refuse to allow disassembly, this once-in-a-lifetime "purchase" opportunity will be completely ruined.

Victor looked at the young Chinese man in front of him who hadn't even frowned, his expression shifting between light and dark.

A moment later, he suddenly smiled, revealing two rows of large teeth.

"Let's do it! Of course we have to!"

Victor suddenly waved his hand, displaying the cunning and astonishing decisiveness of an intelligence chief.

"We invited you here to fix it."

"At worst, one of them will break down!"

He gestured with his chin toward a worker next to him wearing gray anti-static work clothes:

"Yuri, take your men and, under Lin's command, dismantle it!"

Yuri is the highest-ranking mechanical engineer at the Kurchatov Research Institute, and he is usually arrogant.

He walked up with a cold face, and without saying a word, picked up a special wrench and started working.

The live stream chat is scrolling:

[That Russian vice chairman is something else; he can be really ruthless when necessary.]

[They're not stupid. If they don't allow you to demolish it, it means you lack confidence. If you dare to demolish it, it means you're really capable. This is a test.]

[Two-way probing, two-way entry. This game was exciting.]

Lin Xi didn't stand on ceremony anymore.

"Zhao Qiang, come here."

Zhao Qiang had been waiting for this for a long time.

He walked to the main axis swing head, squatted down to take a look at the structure, then stood up and turned to Yuri.

"Here, let's remove the protective cover first."

"Then come the transmission box side panels, in the order I told you."

Yuri glanced at Victor, who nodded.

The wrench fell, and the first bolt was unscrewed.

Zhao Qiang stood to the side, his eyes unblinking.

The moment the protective cover was removed, the gear set of the harmonic reducer was exposed to the light.

The precise flexible and rigid wheels mesh together, and the machining marks on the surface are clearly visible.

Zhao Qiang's breathing became heavier.

He didn't reach out to touch it, he just looked.

Examine the gear module, the contact marks on the meshing surfaces, the assembly clearance of the bearing housing, and the direction of the oil return groove.

Every detail was etched into his mind.

In the live stream, the chat was almost still for a second, then it started scrolling wildly.

[Write this down! Write it all down! Gear module 0.8, pressure angle 20 degrees, flexspline wall thickness visually estimated at 1.2 mm!]

The bearing is from NSK, model number... zoom in, 7014C!

The oil return groove is spiral, not straight! This design reduces the bubble rate during high-speed operation!

[Brother Zhao Qiang, take your time reading this. We'll keep track of the accounts for you!]

One component after another.

Wherever Zhao Qiang pointed, the technicians dismantled it.

Transmission box, sway head connecting rod, B-axis rotation mechanism, C-axis indexing plate...

After each piece was disassembled, Zhao Qiang would stare at it for more than ten seconds before nodding to signal to continue.

He didn't take a pen, didn't take any photos, and didn't make any record.

Everything is in my head.

Forty minutes later, Zhao Qiang closed his eyes.

He mentally reviewed every component, every connection, and every oil passage he had just seen.

Nothing was missed.

He opened his eyes, walked to Lin Xi's side, and pretended to whisper a few words to her.

Then Linxi nodded.

Lin Xi understood immediately.

The mechanical structure has been obtained.

Next, it's time to get to the data.

He walked to the electrical cabinet of the machine tool and turned on the Great Wall GW-1 microcomputer he had brought.

He pulled out a specially made RS-232 adapter cable from the compartment of the suitcase, plugged one end into his computer, and precisely inserted the other end into the diagnostic interface of the machine tool.

"Power on, diagnostic mode only."

Lin Xi gave the instructions.

The moment the machine tool's indicator light came on, Lin Xi's hands landed on the keyboard.

His fingers tapped rapidly, lines of code already written by the experts in the live stream cascading across the black screen like a waterfall.