Chapter 596

Shangjing, in a conference room.

There are many people sitting in this meeting room, including officials from the Ministry of Science and Technology, military officers with epaulets on their shoulders, academicians of the Academy of Engineering, and experts in the aerospace field.

Each one-inch-thick meeting material is placed on the meeting table in front of him.

At the top of the conference materials was a paper with a catchy title.

"About the Application Prospect and Technical Feasibility Demonstration of Controlled Fusion Miniaturization Technology in Aerospace Field"

The application of the miniaturized controllable fusion reactor in the aerospace field and the Hall thruster associated with it are described professionally in the paper, and the possibility of its technical realization is demonstrated with rigorous calculations.

However, demonstrating the feasibility of a technology that has not yet been realized is inherently subjective.

Not to mention this advanced concept...

"It's just nonsense!"

Putting down the paper in his hand, Academician Wu shook his head and criticized unceremoniously, "Looking at the specific impulse alone, the electric propulsion is indeed much stronger than the chemical propulsion, but the thrust is a flaw that cannot be solved!"

"Not to mention anything else, as far as the VX-200SS ion engine that our Aerospace Academy completed trial operation last year, the power can reach 200KW, and the total thrust is only 5N! I think it can be doubled by a hundred times, a thousand times, can you use this thrust to push the spacecraft into low-Earth orbit? Sending an egg up is enough!"

"I think the person who wrote this paper is simply not awake!"

"If this can send satellites from the surface of the earth to the sky, how can qigong be able to shoot satellites!"

When Mr. Wu said this, the atmosphere in the meeting room was a little awkward.

Although I know that this old scientist's temper is like this.

But qigong...

Can I forget it?

The expression on the face of the leader of the Ministry of Science and Technology was somewhat uncomfortable, but the old man sitting next to him didn't care, but thoughtfully said: "Can't it be solved?"

Academician Wu shook his head and said, "Basically it can't be solved!"

As for the miniaturization of controllable fusion, he doesn't know much, so he doesn't want to comment.

No one can say what the future of technology will be.

The earliest nuclear fission batteries had to be the size of small houses, and when they were first built, no one expected them to be used in spacecraft.

However, in just a few years, in the 1970s, the problem of miniaturization was properly resolved. And up to now, the smallest one can even be as big as a fifty-cent coin (diameter 1.95 cm, thickness 1.55 mm, volumetric energy density is about 1 million times that of ordinary chemical batteries).

However, the success of the demonstration reactor in Haizhou has only been successful for a little over three months, and now it is planning to install the reactor on the spacecraft, most of which are bragging and far-fetched.

Hearing that this old subordinate dismissed this paper as worthless, Ren Changming also felt a little embarrassed, so he smoothed things over.

"The ideas put forward in this paper are indeed a bit optimistic. I admit that it is indeed difficult to achieve the level mentioned in this paper, but I don't think this difficulty is completely unsolvable, right?"

"You have been away from the front line of scientific research for too long, and I won't discuss this with you," Academician Wu waved his hand and pointed at the paper with his index finger, "Who wrote this paper? You ask him to come over, and I will discuss it with you." He made a theory face to face!"

Hearing this, Ren Changming also went out of his way.

After exchanging glances with the leader of the Ministry of Science and Technology and the old man sitting next to him, Xu Yuanming, who was instructed, coughed lightly and said aloud.

"...It was written by Chief Designer Lu."

There was a moment of silence in the conference room.

The silence was eerie.

Mr. Wu's expression was slightly embarrassed, and he reached out and picked up the paper again.

"...I'll think about it again."

After a while, he made a stunned expression, took the miniaturization of controllable fusion that he had not commented on before as a step, and said with his head buried in his head.

"Ahem, I seem to have missed a few places just now. For electric propulsion, whether the thrust can be increased or not depends on the power. It is really impossible to do it with traditional nuclear batteries. Both power and electricity are flawed, but fusion batteries are real. It's hard to say, it's hard to say..."

Xu Yuanming: "..."

Everyone in the conference room: "..."

Any project has to be reviewed by a panel of experts, even the winners of the Nobel Prize and Lingyun Medal are no exception.

However, it is not easy for this kind of academic giant to find someone to review their projects.

The class boundaries in domestic academia are obvious, and it is taboo to publicly comment on people with higher connections, status, and academic prestige than oneself.

It is for fear of this situation that they deliberately concealed the name of the author of the paper.

But no one expected that Mr. Wu, who usually argues that even the former Chief Designer of the Lunar Exploration Project was not allowed to give up half a point, after hearing that the author of the paper was Professor Lu, could not identify it now. stand up for yourself.

But judging from his previous reaction, this thing should be really difficult to do.

Otherwise, his reaction would not be so strong.

At this time, a man with epaulets on his shoulders who had not spoken before spoke seriously.

"Can I state my opinion?"

Old man: "Please tell me."

The man paused, and continued: "I don't know much about spaceflight, so I won't make any comments here. But I think that even if Hall thrusters and electric propulsion rockets are left aside, this miniaturized controllable fusion Research is also quite necessary."

"According to the description in this paper, if the controllable fusion miniaturization technology can really be realized, its application field may not only be installed on spacecraft, maybe it can also be installed on our submarines, or even on aircraft carriers .”

Hearing these words, the expressions of many people present all became serious.

After pondering for a while, the old man nodded.

"You're right, no matter whether it's technically possible or not, even if you put aside the aerospace engineering itself, this project is worth a try."

After a pause, he reached for the pen and annotated the meeting documents leisurely.

"Approve the project."

After thinking for a while, he seemed to feel that the strength was not enough, so he added another line to it.

"The relevant departments are fully cooperating."

Looking at these two lines, the old man nodded in satisfaction.

But at this moment, he suddenly remembered something, so he spoke.

"By the way, consult Professor Xia Lu. If he has no objections, let's find a place to publish this paper."

As he said that, he smiled and continued, "A lot of smoke bombs have been released now, so we have to let others see us, so we can do something."

...

Jinling University.

Classroom No. 1.

After the get out of class bell rang, Lu Zhou closed the book in his hand, turned and left the classroom.

Since his number theory class started, almost every class is full. Not only many undergraduates who have never signed up for this course come to attend the lecture, but some masters, doctors, and even other professors from the number of colleges occasionally come to attend the lecture.

As far as Lu Zhou is concerned, he still likes to communicate with students very much.

Occasionally thinking about some simple questions is also a unique way for him to relax.

Usually after class, if he is not busy, he will leave 20 minutes to half an hour to answer the extracurricular questions raised by the students.

But unfortunately, there will be a meeting on the controllable fusion miniaturization project in a while, and I am afraid that there is no time for this today.

Walking on the way to the experimental building of the Institute of Science and Technology, Lu Zhou planned to put the textbooks and lesson plans in the office before going back to the Institute for Advanced Study, and give some pointers to his students by the way.

However, at this moment, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

Lu Zhou took out his phone and looked at it, and found that it was Yang Xu calling, so he pressed the connect button, put the phone to his ear and said.

"Hey?"

Yang Xu: "An old man who claims to be academician Yu Jiannan from the Institute of Engineering Physics of the Chinese Academy of Sciences came to visit you...do you know him?"

Arrived so soon?

Hearing that Academician Yu had arrived, Lu Zhou was a little surprised. The meeting didn't start until five o'clock. Originally, he thought that the experts he had invited would arrive after 4:30 in the afternoon. Sir came so early.

It seems that there is no way to go to the laboratory building of the number institute.

"I invited him here, take him to the C1 meeting room of the Institute of Physics."

Yang Xu: "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Lu Zhou opened the address book and dialed the number to Wang Peng.

"Where are you now?"

Wang Peng: "The gate of the school. Do you need a car?"

Lu Zhou: "Well, come pick me up from the lecture theater."