Bright Sword: Leading the Special Operations Squadron to Fight the Japs

Chapter 311 Technology Competition



Chapter 311 Technology Competition

Wang Meng noticed Huang Zhiqian's little action, and immediately pulled his hand and shook it with a smile.

"Director Huang, you've been working hard. Are you having any difficulties recently? Do you need our assistance?"

Huang Zhiqian shook his head like a rattle and kept denying it.

"No! No! Absolutely not!"

Wang Meng put his arm around Huang Zhiqian's shoulders, then walked to the center of the conference table. He found a report from a stack of documents and held it in his hand with pretended curiosity.

"Director Huang, what is this? It looks very interesting."

Ignoring Huang Zhiqian's embarrassed expression, Wang Meng read it word by word.

Wang Meng's expression became interesting and a little surprised.

"Captain Huang, what are you doing?"

Huang Zhiqian scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Chief of Staff, this is just an idea we have. It has not been implemented yet. We plan to report to you and Principal Lin after it is implemented."

"They've signed everything here, and you're saying it hasn't been implemented?"

The scene fell into silence. Dozens of researchers, including Huang Zhiqian, remained silent, as if a disaster was about to happen.

Huang Zhiqian gritted his teeth. He knew that he would be killed whether he lowered his head or stuck his head out.

"Chief of Staff, I did it! I will bear any consequences personally. It has nothing to do with them!"

Wang Meng ignored Huang Zhiqian and sat in the center of the conference table, concentrating on reading the paper.

The air froze.

After a while, Wang Meng began to speak.

"How could you guys make such a scene?"

Huang Zhiqian blushed, took out the sheet that said "Fighter R&D Progress Reward Table" and explained the whole story.

When he was working in the aircraft repair factories in Guiyang and Chongqing, Huang Zhiqian had seen enough of the bureaucracy's buck-passing and slacking off.

After he became the director of the Aircraft Research Institute, he established a series of measures to speed up the research progress. Among them, the most important and significant policy was the reward of real money.

The money from the sale of penicillin by the Independent Column was distributed to the Aircraft Research Institute. They did not share the money from a big pot, nor did they divide the money according to seniority. Instead, they divided the money according to their respective work performance.

For example, if the engine research group can advance the progress by one day, they will get an extra $100.

Currently, the Aircraft Research Institute has a total of engine research group, avionics research group, weapons research group, airframe research group and overall design group, etc.

As the saying goes, people die for money and birds die for food.

You can't just talk to people about ideals and beliefs every day and let them eat bread every day, right?

Therefore, since the Aircraft Research Institute implemented this positive incentive, the overall progress has been greatly improved, and the research on the F6F Hellcat is nearing completion.

Especially after the addition of aircraft engineers from the United States, every detail of the Hellcat was re-examined, many errors were corrected, and the research experiments went particularly smoothly.

Wang Meng narrowed his eyes and listened carefully to Huang Zhiqian's words without missing a word.

"Chief of Staff, this is the situation, this is what happened. I secretly withheld the bonus that should have been shared equally. I am guilty!"

After Huang Zhiqian finished speaking, he felt relaxed and straightened his back.

Wang Meng's squinting eyes suddenly opened, and a hidden aura burst out.

"Huang Zhiqian, I just want to ask you a question. When do you expect the Hellcat to roll off the production line?"

Huang Zhiqian counted on his fingers.

"We will strive to achieve test flight by the end of this year and mass production in July next year!"

"Okay, remember what you said. Your policy is very good. We were not thoughtful enough to ask you to consider fairness and divide it equally. But eating from the same pot like this is unfair to those comrades who work hard."

Wang Meng's transformation surprised the researchers who had thought they were in big trouble. Even Huang Zhiqian, who was about to pack up and leave, looked at Wang Meng in astonishment.

"Chief of Staff, you don't blame us?"

Wang Meng waved his hand and immediately gave his seat to Huang Zhiqian.

"How can I blame you! I'm still going to give you bonuses, but they won't be in vain! I just went to the Vehicle Research Institute, and their replica of the Type 100 tank is expected to roll off the production line in July next year. You can have a competition, and whoever finishes first will get a bonus of million US dollars!"

Huang Zhiqian and all the scientific researchers present felt like a roller coaster, rising from the bottom to the sky. They all clenched their fists and encouraged themselves secretly!

"Chief of Staff, we must live up to our mission! We must get this $100 million!"

"For the sake of our country, for the sake of our people, and for the sake of these one million dollars, you must work hard! The people at the Vehicle Research Institute are not just there to do it for free!"

After Wang Meng finished speaking, he hurried back to the Pingshun Military Fortress and discussed with Lin Shubing about organizing a technological competition.

All research institutes can report their projects, which will then be comprehensively evaluated by Li Yunlong, Wang Meng, Zhao Gang and Lin Shubing, and a deadline will be set. If they can be completed on time, there will be a reward of US$500,000.

In addition, two research institutes can compete with each other, and whoever completes first will receive a reward of one million yuan.

In three days, Pingshun Academy of Sciences was in full swing. Except for the theoretical research institutes, almost all other institutes participated.

The Vehicle Research Institute reported the Panzer V replication project, with the goal of rolling it off the production line in July 1944.

The Aircraft Research Institute reported the Hellcat fighter replication project, with the same goal of rolling it off the production line in July 1944.

The Radar Research Institute reported an airborne radar research project, with the goal of completing preliminary experiments in February 1944.

The Institute of Firearms reported the multiple rocket launcher research project, with the goal of completing the design and starting mass production in December 1943.

The Ship Research Institute reported a theoretical research project on torpedo boats, with the goal of completing the theoretical design in December 1943 and looking for an opportunity to test it.

In short, a wide variety of projects were submitted to the independent columns.

After discussion and research, the four-member group asked someone to write these competition items in the form of codes in the lobby of Pingshun Science Academy.

Meanwhile, a large table was set up in the hall.

One morning, the Academy of Sciences was holding its regular meeting.

Wang Meng led a platoon of guards and escorted several small boxes to the lobby of the Academy of Sciences.

Amid the astonished looks of the directors and researchers, he openly took out stacks of US dollars and placed them on the table.

Then two armed soldiers stood on each side to protect the huge sum of money.

"Dear directors, scientific and technological talents, our independent column is not empty talk. You have reported a total of ten projects. This is five million US dollars. If you can complete them on time, you can take it all! In addition, you can still withdraw the one million you competed for. The money is here. Whether you can take it depends on your ability!"


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