In the director's office.
Wang Jianghai was reading the newspaper with his presbyopic glasses. Wang Ye sat down and asked,
"Father."
"How's the production progress?"
Old Wang took off his presbyopic glasses and nodded."
"Not bad."
"Three more days."
"The whole batch of goods will be finished.”
"Including the transportation time on the road."
"It won't delay the delivery!"
Hearing his father say so, Wang Ye was relieved. Then, he revealed his true purpose.
"There's something, Father."
"Isn't it already late June?”
"After the goods are delivered in a few days and the payment is settled.”
"It's time for our money to be distributed.”
"It's good that I have money in my hands."
"I want to go to Guomao Mountain before the 7th Festival.”
"Send my regards to the troops!"
The Wok Hat Mountain was located in a mountainous area about 70 miles away from the steel factory. There was a rather flat ground on the top of the mountain that looked like a huge pot lid, so it was called the Wok Hat Mountain.
On Guomao Mountain, there was a station belonging to the Air Force, where a battalion of troops was stationed.
The most important part of the Guomaoshan Air Force Station was the radar on the top of the mountain, followed by the two runways that could take off and land fighter jets. The entire station was considered an air force ground crew.
As for Luqi Province, it was an important war preparation province in the east.
The air force station had a lot of missions, and there were also many training missions.
At this moment.
Wang Jianghai, who was holding a pair of presbyopic glasses, was obviously a little surprised when he heard Wang Ye's words. Then, he asked thoughtfully,
"What's wrong?"
"You suddenly want to visit the army?"
"Is there a reason?"
"Tell Father?"
Ever since his son came back, he had done such a big thing.
Wang Jianghai could no longer compare Wang Ye to the child in his memories. Therefore, his first reaction was that Wang Ye would not do something meaningless.
Since he suddenly mentioned that he wanted to visit the troops.
There must be a reason!
Hearing his father's question, Wang Ye smiled and waved his hand.
"What are you saying?"
"I'm not that snobbish, okay?”
"The army protects the country."
"Since we've made a small fortune, it's only right for us to visit.”
"I remember our factory and station.”
"There are still some parts coming and going, right?"
"When I was admitted to university, Battalion Commander Zhao even came over for a drink and gave me a red packet of ten yuan. It was a lot!”
"It's normal to visit now that you're back.”
"Right, Father."
"Is Battalion Commander Li still here?"
In this era, the relationship between the military and the local government was still relatively close. Many local large enterprises would send supplies to the local garrison during the new year.
After all, the army and the people were family!
However, in the future, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, this kind of behavior had been banned. Unless the army went out to rescue, the people could send some supplies to reward the hard-working soldiers.
After Wang Jianghai heard Wang Ye's explanation, he agreed.
He nodded and said,
"Alright."
"Then let's go."
"Anyway, it's just a mess of things.”
"What number are you looking at?"
Wang Ye said without hesitation,"
"Let's go on the twenty-third!"
"Leave early."
"No lunch."
"I'll be back before noon."
Today was the 18th, so there were still five or six days left. The money would definitely be paid by then. Wang Jianghai nodded and said,
"Sure."
"Then let's do it this way!"
After getting his father's reply, Wang Ye left the office.
In the corridor, as the door behind him closed, the smile on Wang Ye's face gradually disappeared. His expression became visibly solemn, and his gaze drifted as if he was thinking about something.
The explanation he had given to his father just now.
Of course, it was Wang Ye's sincere words. It was an important reason, but it was not the entire reason.
As for the real reason…
Wang Ye could not tell anyone at all.
Because…
Wang Ye remembered very clearly that in normal history, he would only return to the steel factory during the Chinese New Year this winter. At that time, he heard about a piece of news that had happened for a long time.
A fighter jet fell from the nearby mountains!
It caused a rather serious mountain fire. Countless people risked their lives for a week before the fire was extinguished!
However, in this era where the news was not very developed, coupled with the military fighter jet that had fallen, there were very few people who knew about it, so it did not cause any sensation.
Only the locals knew a little about the situation. As time passed, they gradually forgot about it.
Regarding this matter.
However, Wang Ye had never forgotten about it. After he entered the military system, he had extremely high confidentiality clearance. There was even a time when he curiously looked through the relevant documents at that time.
It was a Zhan-8 fighter jet.
According to the accident report at the time.
The training fighter jet that took off from the garrison military base around Quancheng City stopped at Guomaoshan Air Force Station to replenish fuel. It took less than ten minutes to take off again before it caught fire and crashed!
As for the reason, in the era where there were no black boxes, it was basically guessed by the wreckage of the plane.
Anyway, the document said:
" The right engine's blade metal was fatigued, and then it shattered and splashed. Part of it was caught in the right engine and caught fire, while the other part penetrated the outer wall of the engine and invaded the left engine. Both engines caught fire at the same time, causing the fighter to lose thrust!”
For a fighter jet, once it lost its thrust in the air, it would become a lump of iron. It was impossible for it to glide and land like some small planes.
The final loss was due to the mountain fire.
Even though the pilot had tried his best to steer the plane away from the village, he still managed to kill a young boy who was herding pigs and three fat pigs!
"If possible."
"I want to stop this disaster!"
Wang Ye had no other choice because no one could predict what had yet to happen. He could only go to the scene and then reduce his moves according to the situation.
Therefore, this time, he sent his condolences.
Wang Ye had three objectives.
Consolidating his feelings was one of his goals. Stopping the disaster was his second goal. With the credit of stopping the disaster, if he could get in touch with the military, even if it was just a familiar face, it would be good. This was Wang Ye's third goal.
Thinking of this…
Wang Ye let out a long sigh of relief and returned to his office to continue working.
(The real name of the fighter jet will be harmonious. It's good that everyone understands the meaning.)）
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