A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

Chapter 660 Drawing a pie in the sky? No, it really can!

Excited?

Want to cry?

Choking up?

nonexistent.

At this moment, the little ahoge had already entered a state of rationality; human emotions were trash!

Go away, let me finish explaining before we talk about anything else!

Our "General Ai" of later generations has some insightful views on the current defense system. Combined with the comments of a certain guy who "runs off to listen to the wind without even metamorphosing" and the development pattern of Liangxi Technology, Jiang Xia has already figured out some ideas for the future development direction.

"Listen to me! Also, the fact that the 'KJ-1' achieved success in its first battle can't be kept secret either. So I'll use this example to elaborate..."

"Unfortunately, you can't see my blackboard. So please take notes!"

"Sharpening our eyesight isn't about acquiring one or two new weapons, but about weaving a comprehensive network! A network based on a 'digitalized regional joint defense system'! And we already possess the crucial thread to weave this network!"

"One of the key threads: The all-seeing eye – Doppler pulse radar!"

As soon as Jiang Xia finished speaking, Secretary Liu immediately wrote those words neatly on the blackboard that Old Wang had just brought over.

The handwriting, which was comparable to printed text, made Jiang Xia raise his eyebrows.

"The Doppler radar we just mastered is the 'eye' of this network! It can effectively filter out ground clutter and detect low-altitude penetration 'rats' (such as the RF-101)! Its detection accuracy and anti-jamming capabilities far surpass those of older radars! This is the foundation of everything!"

"The second thread: the neural network—digital radios and modems!"

"It's not enough to just have eyes to see; the information must be transmitted to the brain quickly, accurately, and reliably!" Jiang Xia spoke faster, and some previously disjointed parts were gradually being reconstructed in his mind.

“Our existing digital radios and modems are the ‘nerves’ of this network! Imagine: Radar station A detects enemy activity, instead of picking up the phone and shouting it out layer by layer! Instead, it uses a digital radio to convert the raw radar data (azimuth, range, altitude, velocity vector) into digital signals via a modem and transmits it instantly! This is ten times faster and a hundred times more accurate than voice reports! It avoids ‘slips of the tongue,’ ‘mishearing,’ and ‘delays’!”

Realizing that "digital radio" wasn't yet widely available, Jiang Xia kindly offered an explanation, but it wasn't much...

Hey, this is exactly the kind of thing I wanted! Anyone who's interested will definitely be drawn to this approach. We can even reorganize the research group based on how much each person is interested in. That's great!

"The third thread: The intelligent brain – Transistor computers and the integration of the future!"

Jiang Xia will personally write this word on the blackboard, while connecting the first two things together.

"This is our 'brain'—the regional air defense command center!"

"Here, digital signal streams from various radar stations converge via modems! They are then fed into our transistor computers (now) and the integrated circuit computers that will inevitably be realized in the future! This is called a data link!"

"What do computers do?" Jiang Xia's eyes were burning with curiosity.

"Data fusion! Automatically eliminates false targets, integrates information from multiple radars, and instantly generates a precise and unified battlefield air situation map! No more fighting alone with fragmented information!"

"Target identification and threat prioritization! Based on speed, altitude, and heading, automatically determine whether it is an enemy aircraft, a friendly aircraft, or a civilian aircraft. Which poses the greatest threat? Which one should be dealt with first?"

"The final step is the most shocking!"

At this point, Jiang Xia paused, "This step may take us ten or twenty years to complete, but I believe this is the final destination!"

"That's automated guidance! The computer calculates the optimal interception plan (which fighter jet is closest? How should the course be adjusted?), and sends the guidance instructions (heading, altitude, speed) directly to the simple digital display in the fighter jet's cockpit via a digital radio and modem! The pilot only needs to confirm and execute! This greatly shortens the 'detection-decision-interception' chain!"

"No, not just for pilots, that's too simplistic. This automatic guidance can also be applied to all end-effectors...like our anti-aircraft guns and missiles!"

As Jiangxia slammed the chalk down on the blackboard, snap, the chalk broke in two.

The microphone was filled with somewhat noisy greetings—well, you should know who those greetings were directed at.

But after Jiang Xia finished speaking, all that could be heard through the microphone were heavy breathing sounds.

Huh? No response?

Oh! It must be because they don't have enough knowledge of the equipment I mentioned earlier.

So, let's integrate them again?

"Given that many comrades have told me they lack direction regarding certain equipment, this system can also be described in this way..."

"stop!"

"Huh? What's wrong? Is there something you don't understand? Do you need me to explain it in detail?"

"Give me a summary of your explanation! Spring has arrived at Yuquan Mountain, and the scenery is quite beautiful. Cough cough cough..."

Now that Jiang Xia has entered a more rational phase, his hearing is extremely sharp. Hey, isn't that the militia's chief instructor? How come he's online too?

How many bigwigs were actually "lurking" during this conference call?

Before Jiang Xia could agree, another urgent voice came through the receiver: "Why are they all Air Force stuff! Where's the Navy?"

"Oh! Using the Air Force as an example, that's because we've been discussing the Dongfeng-113 project. Radars usable by the Air Force can also be used at sea. Actually, I'd say the Navy's conversion is simpler; converting a cement ship into an 'electronic reconnaissance ship' is much easier than stuffing radar into an aircraft. If the integration level is even higher, moving the 'big yellow' (a type of radar) onto the ship and directly deciphering enemy radio waves isn't impossible..."

"Once the target is found, the rest of the process is the same: reconnaissance - discovery - strike... It's all about who finds the target first..."

Jiang Xia pointed to the blackboard with her finger.

"The army..."

"Tsk, same principle!"

"The essence is to achieve our tactical objectives through the rapid transmission of information. Detection is of paramount importance; once detected, the final decision on which strike terminal to send depends on the specific needs..."

"I think you still don't understand. Please step outside the limitations of your own professions and look at it from a broader perspective..."

"Fine. I'll put it another way!"

Jiang Xia picked up his water glass and took two big gulps. He felt that telling them stories would be more profound. The words he wrote down might not even be understood by the other party.

Yes, we really don't know. A bunch of researchers are scratching their heads; they have a vague idea of ​​what these words mean when combined, but they truly don't know their real meaning!

What "Skynet", what "data flow", what "intelligent guidance"? These things sound futuristic, but they seem even less reliable than our "Double 25" project.

You've not just launched a satellite into space, you've made us all live in the sky!

Uh, Zentradi?

Don't blame the researchers for their confusion; after all, there are some things that Little Hairy Butterfly has flapped that they've never seen before.

However, it's different for superiors.

They know exactly what this kid has come up with.

Some seemingly isolated "high-tech" concepts were actually connected by what this kid talked about.

"Many grains of sand make a tower," that's what this kid is describing.

It seems like it can actually be done!

……

Just as this group of people were counting on their fingers to figure out how feasible Jiangxia's plan was,

Old Li was also counting on his fingers, realizing he didn't have enough manpower.

"Who set up this conference room?!"

"How the hell are we supposed to implement confidentiality principles with over a hundred research units all over the country?!" Old Li slammed his head on the table in front of him with a loud thud.

"This person is unreliable because he's not married!"