Chapter 28 This fuel can fly to the moon!
The chemistry lab was brightly lit.
A faint smell of sourness and disinfectant filled the air.
This area is normally a restricted zone within the base and is also the most dangerous place.
The shelves were filled with bottles of various flammable and explosive reagents, each labeled with a skull and crossbones symbol.
But now, this place has become Zhaodi's "playground".
Zhao Di sat on the high experimental table, wearing an absurdly large white lab coat with the sleeves rolled up several times, looking like a little penguin who had stolen an adult's clothes.
In front of her were several beakers and a pile of colorful powders and liquids.
Those were all raw materials that Chen Zhiyuan found in the warehouse according to her description.
Ammonium perchlorate, aluminum powder, hydroxyl-terminated polybutadiene...
These chemicals, whose names sound daunting, were simply pink powder, silver powder, and sticky glue in Zhao Di's eyes.
A group of veteran experts surrounded him.
Everyone looked tense, and some even held fire extinguishers in their hands.
"Old Chen, is this really going to work?"
Professor Li from the chemistry group wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and muttered to himself.
"These things mixed together could be a huge bomb."
Chen Zhiyuan stared intently at Zhao Di's hand, and said without turning his head:
"Stop talking nonsense! Just watch!"
"I trust this child's intuition!"
Zhao Di didn't care at all what the adults around her were afraid of.
She was engrossed in playing the game.
The system was in her mind, teaching her step by step.
[Host, do you see that red and pink thing?]
That's an oxidizing agent.
Use that small spoon to scoop out three spoonfuls.
Use a level spoon, not too much and not too little.
Zhao Di obediently picked up the medicine spoon, carefully scooped out three spoonfuls of red powder, and poured it into the large glass bowl.
"One spoonful... two spoonfuls... three spoonfuls..."
The little girl's counting voice was exceptionally clear in the quiet laboratory.
【very good. 】
Now, add that silver, shimmering powder.
That's fuel.
Add two and a half spoonfuls.
Zhao Di scooped out two and a half spoonfuls of silver powder.
Finally, pour out the sticky glue.
That's adhesive.
Pour in a little bit, then start stirring.
Stir in one direction only, like stirring batter.
Zhao Di picked up the glass rod and began stirring in the bowl.
She's very familiar with that move.
This is how I used to knead mud and mix flour.
"Stir and stir, stir and stir..."
"Turn into delicious syrup..."
As she stirred, the contents of the bowl began to change.
The originally loose powder was wrapped by the adhesive and turned into a grayish lump, like putty.
It doesn't look particularly special.
It's even a bit ugly.
"This...this is what they call super fuel?"
Professor Li was somewhat disappointed.
This thing doesn't look any different from the propellants they usually use.
They don't even look as good as imported goods.
"Don't rush."
Chen Zhiyuan said in a deep voice.
"Zhaodi, is it ready?"
Zhao Di stopped what she was doing and molded the lump of "playdough" into a cylindrical shape.
They even poked a hole in the middle.
This is what the system taught us; they said it's to increase the combustion area.
"It's done!"
Zhao Di held up the dusty little cylindrical object and showed it to Chen Zhiyuan like a treasure.
"Grandpa, this is the core of a firecracker."
"It's really powerful once it's on fire."
Chen Zhiyuan took a deep breath.
He took the cylinder, which was only the size of a thumb.
It feels very heavy and has a high density.
"Let's go! To the testing platform!"
A large group of people arrived at the explosion-proof testing ground outside.
There is a steel platform here specifically used to test fuel performance.
A two-centimeter-thick steel plate was laid on top.
Chen Zhiyuan placed the small cylinder on the steel plate.
Then they retreated to a safe distance behind cover.
Everyone put on goggles.
Zhao Di was also held tightly in Lin Jianguo's arms (hearing that his daughter was playing with fire, he was so frightened that he ran over quickly) and his ears were covered.
"Prepare!"
"ignition!"
As Chen Zhiyuan pressed the button.
A current of electricity struck the small cylinder instantly.
There was no earth-shattering explosion.
There was only a soft "hiss" sound.
Immediately afterwards.
A blinding light instantly illuminated the entire test field!
That wasn't an ordinary orange flame.
It was a blue-white flame, as straight as a laser beam!
It didn't explode in all directions, but instead, like a sharp sword, it shot relentlessly onto the steel plate below.
The terrifyingly high temperature meant that you could feel the heatwave hitting you even from dozens of meters away.
"Sizzle sizzle sizzle—"
A tooth-grinding sound rang out.
Everyone watched in horror.
That special steel plate that was said to be able to stop bullets.
Licked by that blue-white flame, it melted instantly, just like a candle!
Molten iron splashed everywhere.
Less than three seconds.
The steel plate was burned through and had a large hole!
And that small cylinder was still spraying!
Its combustion was extremely stable, and its thrust was astonishing, even making the heavy test stand shake.
"My God..."
Professor Li's goggles were about to fall off.
He stared wide-eyed at the terrifying flame, as if witnessing a miracle.
"What...what is the specific impulse?!"
"The combustion temperature must be at least three thousand degrees, right?!"
"This isn't fuel! This is practically a plasma spray gun!"
Chen Zhiyuan was also dumbfounded.
He knew this thing was powerful, but he didn't expect it to be this powerful!
Even a piece the size of a thumb can burn through a steel plate.
If we made it into a rocket segment weighing several tons...
That thrust...
That speed...
Let alone sending a satellite into space.
Sending people to the moon would be more than enough for them!
"It's a success...it's a success..."
Chen Zhiyuan muttered to himself, tears streaming down his face.
"With this..."
"Our missiles can double their range!"
"Our rockets can fly out of the atmosphere!"
"The US is blocking our technology? To hell with them!"
"We have Zhaodi! We have a miraculous recipe!"
The flames finally went out.
On the testing platform, only a large, red-hot hole remained, still emitting wisps of smoke.
The scene was deathly silent.
Then.
A thunderous cheer erupted!
"Long live the motherland! Long live the motherland!"
"Long live Zhaodi!"
A group of old men were so excited that they hugged each other, jumping and skipping.
Lin Jianguo held Zhao Di in his arms, looking at the still red-hot steel plate, and felt a wave of fear wash over him.
Good boy.
The clay my daughter just sculpted was surprisingly powerful?
If it had caught fire inside the house just now...
Lin Jianguo shuddered and hugged his daughter even tighter.
"Daughter, we can't play with fire like this anymore."
"The fire is too big, I'm afraid it will burn you."
Zhao Di, however, was not afraid at all.
She looked at the blue flame and thought it was extremely beautiful.
"Dad, is it pretty?"
"That's the color of the stars."
"The fairy uncle said that as long as we put this into a firecracker..."
"Then we can go to the moon to catch rabbits!"
In Zhao Di's mind, the system looked at the steel plate that had been burned through and snapped its fingers in satisfaction.
[Not bad, although it's only a basic formula, it's barely enough for use on Earth.]
[Host, well done.]
[Points credited: 2000 points.]
Now we're one step closer to our goal of silencing the US.
Just then.
Commander Zhang arrived in a flurry of activity, accompanied by his bodyguards.
He heard the commotion from the command post and thought it was a barrel explosion.
Looking at the scene and then at the steel plate that had been burned through.
Commander Zhang's eyes lit up instantly.
It was even brighter than that flame.
He strode up to Zhao Di and gave her a thumbs up.
"Good girl!"
"You really make Grandpa proud!"
"This time, we're not just going to have big steamed buns to eat."
"We also need to send a big gift to those bad guys across the ocean!"
"A gift that will give them nightmares!"
The wind in the Gobi Desert still howls.
But tonight's wind seems to carry a sense of triumph and triumph.
That small, dusty lump of fuel.
It's like a seed.
It was planted on this barren land.
A towering tree will soon grow, protecting the Chinese nation for thousands of years to come!
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