Chapter 761: Good Stuff for Bleeding the Citibank Guys
The test results shattered the last glimmer of hope in the participants' hearts.

Among the three shells, two of them fell during flight. The performance was exactly the same, the only difference was the time. Oh, and the fuse of the second shell exploded.

The remaining shot flew normally and successfully hit the target.

But this one normal round is of no use. Judging from the situation of the other two rounds, the bullet dropping is not an isolated failure, but most likely a major problem in the design or a batch problem in manufacturing.

Otherwise, the failure rate would not be so high and the failure manifestations would not be so consistent.

Fortunately, a missile fuse exploded and was far away from the dud. With a glimmer of hope, Lin Lianwei took several participating soldiers to pick up the wreckage.

In the shelter, the comrades from the Institute of Guidance and Research were speechless as they looked at the wreckage.

What was picked up was an empty shell, the rocket engine part of the missile. As for the guidance and control section at the head of the missile, it had been blown away to an unknown place.

"It hasn't exploded yet, the fuse must have become blunt. I'll go and take back the control section. I made the fuse, so I'm the most qualified person to take it apart." The comrade from the combat department stood up and was about to walk out.

The control section records some key process data. I hope there is no problem and it may be helpful.

"Let me go. You don't know as well as I do how to dismantle the control section and what to dismantle." The comrade in charge of flight control did not give in.

In his opinion, the missile drop was most likely due to a flight control problem, and he had to take responsibility for it.

Just as the two were arguing over the product, the person in charge of the model spoke.

"Don't rush! Wait! Wait until the battery on the bomb runs out of power!" Although he was not an expert on fuses, he knew very well that this bomb was equipped with a proximity fuse, and this thing had a very bad temper after the safety was released.

After saying that, he looked at everyone and said, "If anyone tries to grab it again, I will ask the comrades in the army to destroy the missile with one shot!"

He turned to look at the comrade in charge of the overall structure and asked: "How long can the onboard battery provide continuous power?"

"Five minutes. In this weather, it may be shorter." Five minutes sounds short, but for something like a portable air defense missile, it is actually very long. It only takes a few tens of seconds for this kind of missile to hit the target from power-on. Five minutes is enough to complete the process of canceling - aiming again - shooting many times, and the time it takes to deflate the cooling gas cylinder is actually just that long.

"Wait! Wait until tomorrow morning to dismantle it!"

The boss left enough safety redundancy.

The time comparison seems outrageous, 5 minutes and one day, but behind every seemingly outrageous regulation, there is at least one bloody lesson, just like a dud in a mine, which according to regulations must not be dealt with within a short time.

The next morning, the control section was finally dismantled, and the remaining warhead was blown up by the soldiers.

Fortunately, the data in the control segment can still be read.

Looking at that little bit of data, the comrade in charge of flight control analyzed it for a long time.

"The missile is unstable and beyond the control range of the flight control system!"

Fortunately, the cause of the problem was found, and it doesn't seem to be a very troublesome problem.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and began to discuss solutions.

"It seems that the wing is too small. Should we increase the area of ​​the folding wing?"

The stability of this missile depends on the wing.

The comrade in charge of overall planning and aerodynamics shook his head and said, "No, do you think I don't want to make the wings bigger? It's really impossible! The diameter of the missile body is too small, so the wings that are ejected won't be big enough."

"Increase the folding length?" Fold it a few more times, and the area will be larger when unfolded.

"It's difficult. The multi-fold wings are not strong enough when unfolded. This problem is difficult to solve." This obvious solution had already been considered by the comrades in charge of the overall work.

"Increase the slot length of the ejection wing, and change the 90-degree folding to a translation ejection. In this way, a very long wing can be formed along the direction of the missile body, and the total area should be sufficient."

"This is even worse. This plan will cut into the internal space of the missile body, and the things inside cannot be arranged at all." The comrade in charge of the overall situation almost cried. This method is really going to cost me my life.

Everyone looked at each other, ah this...

One comrade's eyes lit up: "How about we change the plan and change the wing stabilization to rotational stabilization?"

There are indeed rotation-stabilized anti-aircraft missiles, and there are quite a few of them.

“Is this plan too big of a change?”

"It won't work if it's not big. I can't find a better way right now."

"Maybe, our anti-tank missiles are rotationally stabilized, right?" This statement is actually problematic. The rotation of the Red Sword-61 is not mainly for stability. After all, the wings of that thing are already large enough, but to save a pair of vector nozzles.

"If the rotation is stable, the state of the projectile's own rotation angle must be collected, and then a gyroscope must be added, which will increase the weight of the projectile and increase the complexity and uncertainty of the system. Moreover, the diameter of the anti-tank missile is much larger than ours, and the gyroscope it can be equipped with may not be able to be installed on ours." The chief designer raised an objection.

Comrades, you only need to consider solving the stability problem. As the chief designer, you have a lot to consider. The diameter of the portable air defense missile is 70mm, and the anti-tank missile is 120mm.

Seeing that they were stuck in a stalemate, the chief engineer suddenly remembered something. He could see more information in the system than other comrades.

He turned to look at Lin Lianwei: "Lianwei, you, me, and the comrade in charge of flight control, take the data, and we will go on a business trip to Beijing."

It's funny to say, Beijing is the location of their unit, but now they are conducting experiments in Xuecheng, so going back to Beijing becomes a business trip.

When Lin Lianwei heard this, he thought the boss was going to call someone!

"Boss, this problem is too specific, and the solution is very limited. He may not be able to solve it, right?"

The boss laughed: "I don't know about that. Anyway, I only know that the comrades who were engaged in anti-ship operations also lost missiles not long ago, and they also went to Beijing to solve the problem. And even if you want to do rotational stabilization, don't forget where the Red Sword-61 came from."

Lin Lianwei then remembered that the Chijian-61 was also developed by Gao Zhendong. When it comes to the rotational stability of missiles, especially this kind of small tactical missile, there is really no one else who is the most suitable person to consult.

In fact, what they don’t know is that Gao Zhendong is now solving the problem of not only small tactical missiles but also the stability of rockets.

"Okay, I'll give him a call first and ask him to leave his time." Lin Lianwei volunteered.

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"Yes, that's right. You call first. He is probably very busy and it's not easy to make an appointment." The boss felt that Lin Lianwei's arrangement was absolutely right. It is easier to do things with acquaintances.

They returned to the office area of ​​the Syracuse Testing Center, and Lin Lianwei went straight to the confidential room.

Now it is much more convenient for Gao Zhendong to make and receive telephone calls. The confidential line goes directly to the office. Mainly his phone, more people use the confidential channel than the ordinary channel. Otherwise, time would be wasted on the road.

After listening to Lin Lianwei's words, Gao Zhendong laughed. He actually remembered something interesting.

"Hey, hey, hey, Lao Gao, stop laughing all the time. Tell me, what time do you want to leave for me?" Lin Lianwei was not polite either.

Gao Zhendong smiled and said, "There's no need to leave you any time..."

"What? You want to give up? That's not very fair of you. You have already asked for money from Lao Su, and you are just standing on the shore and watching me?" Lin Lianwei was anxious.

"How is that possible? That's not what I meant."

For Gao Zhendong, within a certain period of time, Lin Lianwei's matter was even more important than Su Weihua's.

Because the Lin Lianwei incident could make the Citigroup bosses bleed, and bleed heavily!

What is the most famous thing about the Citigroups in Jiaozhi? It's nothing else but helicopters!
This was the first time that the Americans used helicopters on a large scale in war. They were useful, but the losses were also great. More than 5000 helicopters were lost due to various reasons.

But how many of them were shot down by portable anti-aircraft missiles? More than 200.

It's just this little, how can it be enough? If the Citibank guy next door sees it, he might think it can't afford to fight. Go up, one shot at a time!
There are several reasons for this phenomenon. One is that the SAM-7 was born and entered the market relatively late. Second, the technical and tactical performance of the SAM-7 is relatively poor, especially the monochrome single-band seeker has poor anti-interference performance.

Gao Zhendong doesn't have high demands and hopes to turn 200 into 1000.

In any case, the unification of Jiaozhi and the establishment of the American people in the southern seas are undoubtedly more serious. The former is a minor problem, while the latter is a serious problem.

Think about what the consequences would be if the American Seventh Fleet was stationed in Jinlan Bay in southern Jiaozhi?
Therefore, the Lin Lianwei matter is very important. It is a good thing to bleed the Citigroup bosses.

"That's good enough. Then you decide the time." Lin Lianwei was very satisfied.

However, Gao Zhendong's words made him so happy that he almost jumped up.

"What I mean is, I can solve your problem right away." Gao Zhendong's voice sounded like heavenly music to Lin Lianwei.

"Ah? You don't want to look at our design information and test data?"

Gao Zhendong's voice sounded very confident on the phone: "No need. Let me draw you a picture and you will know it at a glance. It is a simple method, but it will definitely work. If you don't understand, call me again, haha."

Lin Lianwei hung up the phone half-believingly. Twenty minutes later, a message popped up on the computer in the confidential room, telling him that he had received an encrypted email.

Lin Lianwei, the general manager, and the comrades in charge of overall management and flight control opened it and looked at each other in surprise.

The letter was very simple, just a compressed picture and a few words of introduction and instructions.

But the effect was very good. Several comrades looked at it for a long time, and the model manager finally said a few words.

"Great! It's absolutely great! The method is very crude, but it's really great!"

In the picture, a cylinder is connected to a square box.

(End of this chapter)