Rebirth: Super Banking System Chapter 2306 - 2126: Quite Outstanding
Far off in the distance.
Three fully prepared helicopters stood on the vast landing platform, unmoving amid the swirling snow and gusts, resembling enormous creatures in deep slumber.
Slowly but surely.
A blanket of white snow began to settle over them.
This serves as a crucial trial.
Scorching temperatures.
Freezing chills.
Heavy downpours.
Dryness.
...
Only by withstanding diverse harsh weather can a product truly shine; beyond operating through blizzards and gales, it can launch straight from ocean surfaces.
Yet.
Such trials fall under 'enhancements' and fall outside this particular evaluation. For helicopters, the risk of plunging into the sea remains minimal anyway.
The chances are simply too slim.
Thus.
It counts as an 'additional' feature.
With the vast resources of a financial magnate, Tang Qing had six prototypes built simultaneously, at a cost that wasn't exorbitant—totaling 1.2 billion RMB.
Naturally.
This covers just the material expenses.
R&D expenditures remain unaccounted for. Relative to standard helicopters, the manufacturing challenges aren't significantly greater; often, the tinier the components, the tougher the task.
Combining elements.
Ensuring security.
Boosting resilience.
...
The more compact the design.
The stricter the precision demands, much like standard circuit boards and tiny processors—absent military-level or other rigorous standards, the complexity eases considerably.
This device.
Focuses on these key elements.
- Propulsion.
- Stability.
- Handling.
- Protection.
Master these four vital metrics, and success follows. Without the pilots' ongoing advice and bursts of ingenuity, crafting a working model in three years would have been impossible.
Even five years could have stretched it.
Right then.
His uncle rang.
He answered.
A holographic image flickered to life beside Tang Qing.
"Tangtang, have you gotten there?"
"Yeah."
"Excellent; your sister and I will head over the day after tomorrow to check it out." Tang Kai chuckled warmly; Tang Qing's achievements had surpassed all his expectations.
Full of eager excitement.
"Alright!"
...
In the afternoon.
At three-thirty, winter operations kicked off in Xin Province, with every team launching the concluding checks. Tang Qing trailed the lead engineer to the helipad.
Three colossal machines.
Arranged in a triangle, each sporting a unique hue.
Army green.
Desert beige.
Snowy white.
These shades carry no hidden significance, merely blending better than a single tone. As Tang Qing approached, the rotors whirred into motion.
"Woong! Woong!"
Before long.
It shifted to 'dadadadada!', the rotors cutting through the wind, generating powerful gusts that scattered the light snow dusting the nearby ground.
Simultaneously.
The hull's warming system activated, thawing the snow atop it; fortunately, it's for civilian use, or this feature would mark an easy heat signature.
It would face endless backlash.
Next.
Tang Qing climbed into the cabin.
Four crew members lined up in seats; for such a behemoth, solo control by one individual proves impractical, especially for most folks who might panic easily.
Tang Qing could manage it solo, as could the pilots, yet even seasoned operators might struggle in tense situations.
Hence.
They implemented a shared command approach.
One primary flyer.
Three assistants.
"Greetings, Boss Tang!"
"..."
The crew offered quick salutes since takeoff hadn't begun; no need for full harnesses yet. The cabin setup evoked a futuristic vibe, no doubt.
Moreover.
A security specialist and a monitor joined them; full team totals six.
"Carry on with your duties."
Tang Qing grinned.
For utmost safety, all lead pilots on these crafts were ex-fighters; in crises, their skills ensured they could handle anything.
Shortly after.
The trio of helicopters rose into the air; he'd already retreated to the control tower.
Five meters.
...
Ten meters.
...
Fifteen meters.
At the level of a six-floor structure, the three machines suspended steadily, holding position without a twitch. This phase was standard procedure, not mission-based; no venturing afar.
Withstand the frost.
Sustain hover.
An hour apiece in these conditions, testing cold starts and extended idles, scrutinizing gear performance.
Regarding this.
As the creator, Tang Qing could only remark: utterly effortless.
Before him.
Each component, every bolt, all machinery—he knew them intimately, having shaped the designs, with his realm enabling even tougher simulations.
It performed superbly.
Indeed.
To guarantee perfection, at the components lab, Tang Qing swapped all outer elements for premium versions from the Training Zone.
Top-notch durability.
"Boss Tang."
"So far, all readings show our engineering excels. No critical breakdowns at all; it's all running..."
The supervisor noted nearby, buzzing with thrill. Assembling such giants in a year felt like a wonder, yet it was real.
Up above.
Three enormous silhouettes filled him with fresh vigor; these marked their triumphs, akin to cherished offspring. Starting at the complex had been the smartest move.
...
Thirty minutes in.
They descended.
Another half-hour passed before landing; Tang Qing had no intention of lingering the whole time. The full simulation begins tomorrow, covering every aspect.
Following that.
Tang Qing wandered the Facility.
Surface level.
Below ground.
Security measures.
Development labs.
...
He even toured the recreational area; nestled in the Gobi with tough access, amenities had to be comprehensive. Nearby, beyond the Facility, flowed a thawed river.
Thus.
Water concerns vanished; summer diversions sufficed, while winter drew from wells with plentiful aquifers.
Plenty of supply.
Generous allocation.
For precautions, six fire engines and multiple emergency units stood ready, nearly fifty personnel strong—perhaps idle for years.
Still.
Maintenance persisted, with brief exercises every three days and major ones weekly, ever vigilant against surprises.
At last.
He reached the Service Hangar, featuring fresh additions—'modules.' From inception, this chopper was meant for versatile roles.
- Fire suppression.
- Emergency aid.
- Hauling.
Three core purposes.
Hence.
Three oversized modules, bigger than homes, awaited; post-basic trials, they'd attach these. Rescue gear stayed lighter by comparison.
The modules housed empty spaces.
Firefighting.
Hauling.
These demanded heft, one with fluids, the other with loads.
In specs, its peak lift-off mass hit 150 tons, a historic milestone. It's not inability that halted prior attempts.
But purpose—what need?
Moving hefty goods.
Vehicles.
Vessels.
Trucks or ships handled it; worst off, freighters stepped in. Militarily, such bulk would be a prime target, pointless to build.
Decades back.
Soviet era.
They crafted a chopper over 100 tons at takeoff, yet sluggish handling, tough controls, and more doomed it to limited runs.
Fifty-ton base mass.
One hundred-ton capacity.
These stats define this machine.
...
By dusk.
The snowfall ceased.
The Facility resounded with engine hums, six choppers aloft. Today's trials extended to ten at night, then parked exposed to chill through the dark.
Come morning, they'd fire up once more.