This is a cliché story of two young people saving the world.
Chapter 133 Worth a try
The next day.
Lian Qiao came in carrying a bulging bag and dumped all the messy stuff on the floor. Lao Bai and Lao Wang came over.
"What is this?" Bai Zhen squatted down and fiddled with it. "Camera? Solar panel?"
"A wireless router, right?" Wang Ning bent down and picked up a thick cable. "What are you doing with these things?"
"I asked Xiao Lian to buy it." Zhao Bowen, who was sitting on the sofa, closed his laptop and took off his Bluetooth headset. "Also, Miss Qiu is out."
Everyone present was shocked.
“So soon?”
"Speed is of the essence in war." Old Zhao stood up and came over. "The project team is racing against time. Miss Qiu is on her way to Wenchang."
"Wenchang?"
"Wenchang Satellite Launch Center, we will send Miss Qiu out on the Long March 5. The vehicle will be the second-generation spacecraft. It will be the world's first nuclear bomb to be launched into space on a manned spacecraft. In terms of treatment, it is much better than its brothers and sisters. The spacious and bright manned spacecraft is like a super first-class cabin compared to the cramped and small intercontinental missile warhead?" Zhao Bowen squatted down beside Bai Zhen and reached out to pick up the camera on the floor. This was a second-hand item that Lian Qiao had bought according to his request. Old Zhao weighed it and removed the battery.
It was pure coincidence that we were able to catch the launch of the Long March 5 Y3. We can only say that China is big enough, and you can always find what you want as long as you want to find it.
"When will the Long March 5 be launched?" Bai Zhen asked.
"The 27th of this month," Zhao Bowen replied. "Time is very tight. Time waits for no one. It's not easy to get this big rocket. Even with the imperial sword in my hand, it took me a long time to tear it apart."
"When will you be back?"
"With us as the origin of the coordinate system, the spacecraft's return capsule will re-enter the atmosphere at around 10 p.m. on December 27, 20 years from now. It will land near Plum Blossom Villa in a large circle with a diameter of one kilometer. There will be no living people on board, so the landing can be a little rough."
"The nuclear bomb has been delivered, but the question is what to do next?" Wang Ning asked.
This is a question that everyone is concerned about and it remains unresolved at this time.
The nuclear bomb has been launched, and the rocket is standing in the launch tower. It seems that everything is ready, but how to trigger the nuclear bomb? How to accurately destroy the big eye?
"Send Miss Qiu there first! Catch the last bus, and then we'll see what happens next."
Lao Zhao said this, but he actually had a plan in mind.
He wants to take a gamble.
"If there's a 10 percent chance, it's worth a try. If there's a 30 percent chance, it's a sure thing. If there's a 50 percent chance, it's a sure thing."
Zhao Bowen said this at the provincial party committee meeting. His plan was based only on a conjecture - conjectures don't matter, the Riemann hypothesis is also a conjecture.
"So what is the probability of success of your plan?" someone asked.
"It's worth a try." Lao Zhao replied.
One percent probability.
The people at the meeting looked at each other and exchanged glances. Given the current situation where there was basically no way out, there was still a 1% chance of success, which was truly remarkable.
"You dare to try it with a one percent chance?" Bai Zhen helped tear open the outer packaging of the solar panel. "You are really taking a risk. Can you bear the responsibility?"
"I can't bear it." Zhao Bowen said straightforwardly. He sat across from the coffee table and buried his head in his work. "How about you take on this responsibility?"
"No, no, no, I'd rather die than let my friend die. I'll leave this difficult task to you, Lao Zhao." Lao Bai shook his head quickly. "When God wants to give a man a great responsibility, he must first make his heart suffer, his muscles and bones tired, and his body hungry. Lao Zhao, there is a reason why the organization values and trusts you. It's because of your strong ability to withstand psychological pressure. You are one in a million."
"Bullshit, my hair is about to fall out."
Zhao Bowen snorted coldly.
Wang Ning on the side raised his head and glanced at Lao Zhao's thick black hair, and snorted coldly.
"It's done. You should tell us what this camera is used for." Wang Ning used transparent tape to wrap the solar panels tightly together and pushed them onto the coffee table. "What can two cameras do? Can they solve the problem of big eyes?"
"There is a 1% chance that we can solve the big eyes, and a 99% chance that we can't." Zhao Bowen replied, "But no matter what the probability is, it's all false. Now the plan has encountered an unsolvable problem, and no one can move forward. It's the most troublesome when everyone stops... The important thing is that we can't stop. If such a large team stops, it will cool down and solidify, and it will be difficult to start again. We need a breakthrough to let everyone see hope and keep everyone energetic, enthusiastic and vibrant."
"Are you Cao Cao?" Wang Ning said.
"Cao Cao?"
"You are just quenching your thirst by looking at plums." Wang Ning explained, "I just don't know if these plums really exist?"
"What exactly is your plan, Lao Zhao?" Bai Zhen also asked. He tied up the second camera with tape and pushed it over on the coffee table. "What kind of panacea is this camera?"
Zhao Bowen was mysterious and kept people in suspense, which made the two old friends extremely unhappy.
"Next, we're going to put these two gadgets in Xinjiekou." Zhao Bowen stacked up two cameras, each tightly wrapped with transparent tape, with antennas and solar panels tied to it. It was huge. He turned around and asked Lian Qiao to help carry the wireless router. "Let's test whether we can use 725 to remotely connect these two cameras. The people in the technical department told me that we can, so we still have to try it."
"Use the 725 radio to remotely connect the two cameras? Use coaxial cable or optical fiber?" Lian Qiao asked behind him, "Pull a five-kilometer-long cable from Xinjiekou to the headquarters..."
"The signal attenuation is too severe. This won't work." Zhao Bowen said, "Have you ever seen a five-kilometer-long network cable? It ends at a hundred meters."
“Use fiber optics!”
"Multi-mode optical fiber is at most two kilometers long. Moreover, a coil of optical fiber is one kilometer long. How can she connect it?" Zhao Bowen said, "We can use wireless transmission. The wireless router in your arms can be used as a signal relay."
Zhao Bowen wanted to put two cameras at Xinjiekou. Judging from his behavior, it seemed that he wanted to use the cameras as bait - this was difficult for everyone to understand. There was no evidence that Big Eyes would be interested in cameras. If it was interested in cameras, there would be hundreds of thousands of cameras in Nanjing city. Wouldn't Big Eyes be dazzled by the cameras in the city?
What kind of weird tactic is this?
"It's not some strange tactic. It's called the Big Eyes Staring at Small Eyes Plan. If my guess is correct, then this thing is the key to killing Big Eyes."
Zhao Bowen picked up a roll of transparent tape, bit the tape with his teeth, and pulled it down viciously.
“Shh——”
Banxia tore off the last piece of thin cloth and tied it to the camera layer by layer. After tying it up, he picked it up and shook it to make sure all the peripherals of the camera were fixed, and then threw them into the backpack.
"BG, everything is ready on my end."
He put on his bag, took out his pocket watch to check the time, hung up the walkie-talkie, pushed the door open and set off.
There was a bright moon hanging in the sky, and the black city looked like a swamp. The girl left the apartment building, stood in the open space in front of the building, looked at the moon, turned a few steps, and soon disappeared into the night.
(End of this chapter)