: 0 pieces processed

Chapter 65 Machining Parts

Amidst the puzzled looks of the crowd, Wu Zu led everyone to the car.

With everyone working together, they carried the equipment piece by piece into a workshop.

When the layers of protective devices on the equipment were removed one by one, the true nature of the equipment was finally revealed to everyone, and everyone present was instantly stunned.

"This machine is so rusted, can it really be used to manufacture fuel nozzles?"

"If I remember correctly, this should be one of those lathes that were copied from Russia in the early years."

"Good heavens, this lathe is probably almost as old as me! This can't be funny!"

Everyone chimed in with their own words, their faces filled with disappointment.

Everyone had hoped that Wu Zu could bring hope, but it seems that this kid has played them all for fools.

Even Zhen Yingquan, who was standing to the side, couldn't contain himself at this moment.

He secretly regretted that he had been bewitched and had actually believed a child. He was completely out of his mind!

Just as he was gritting his teeth in anger and preparing to turn around and leave with his men, Wu Zu reached out and took down a few pieces of sponge next to him, revealing a CNC machine.

This scene stunned everyone who was about to leave once again.

Looking at this device, which was pieced together from the old and new parts, everyone felt that something was strange about it and couldn't figure it out at all. What exactly was going on?

Wu Zu proudly declared, "This is the CNC lathe I modified. It can machine parts with a precision of up to one micrometer!"

However, as soon as he said this, everyone present thought it was simply a fantasy.

"Don't talk nonsense. I've used this equipment before, and it's not accurate at all!"

"Yeah, they haven't even cleaned the rust off properly, yet they dare to talk about precision? They're just making fun of us!"

"Let's go, let's go. I don't believe that you can turn waste into treasure and process parts just by modifying such an old machine."

After everyone finished speaking, they were about to leave, but Zhen Yingquan raised his hand.

"Since you're all here, let's give you a demonstration."

Upon hearing Zhen Yingquan's words, everyone stopped in their tracks.

"Well—I'll just have to take a look."

At this moment, Wu Guodong and Liu Xuelan, who were standing to the side, were extremely nervous, their eyes darting back and forth between the equipment and Wu Zu.

"Son, are you sure you can do it?" Wu Guodong asked worriedly.

"Yes, this job isn't something just anyone can do. Let's not force ourselves to do it."

Wu Zu smiled slightly, picked up the vernier calipers, and began to carefully measure each part of the component.

"Don't worry, Mom and Dad, this kind of small job is a piece of cake for me."

The conversation between the family of three left everyone present speechless with astonishment.

"Wait a minute, why was it you who did the processing?"

"Yes, shouldn't it be the two of you doing this? Why let a child do it?"

"You're really letting your child do such a dangerous job? What are you thinking as parents? What if he breaks the machine?"

Even Zhen Yingquan was quite shocked.

He saw Wu Zu's skillful movements when measuring the parts; he didn't seem like a novice at all, but rather like an experienced master craftsman.

At this moment, Wu Zu was taking measurements and inputting data into the CNC equipment, which emitted a "beep beep beep" sound.

Wu Guodong and Liu Xuelan exchanged a glance and sighed helplessly.

"To be honest, we don't know how to operate this equipment."

"What?!"

The crowd gasped in surprise again.

"You two can't do it? Didn't you say you were the ones who invented this device?"

Zhen Yingquan looked at them in disbelief.

He had a vague answer in his mind, but it seemed too absurd.

Wu Guodong's subsequent answer completely shattered his worldview.

"Dean Zhen, everyone, you may not believe it, but this equipment was indeed made by my son."

"ah?!"

Everyone gasped, their eyes fixed on Wu Zu, unable to reconcile the image of this seven or eight-year-old child with such remarkable achievements.

Seeing everyone's shock, Liu Xuelan suddenly remembered something and hurriedly took out an ID from her bag and handed it over.

"Actually, my son is now a senior technician at the Jiangnan Arsenal."

Everyone rushed over to take a look.

On the document, Wu Zu smiled brightly, and the red seal and serial number next to him were clear and authentic, fully complying with regulations.

For a moment, Zhen Yingquan and everyone around him were stunned into silence.

"This is unbelievable!"

"My God, he's only nine years old and already a senior technician? How is that possible?"

"What exactly did he do to be hired as a senior technician at the Jiangnan Arsenal?"

The crowd was abuzz with discussion, their minds filled with doubt.

Faced with everyone's questions, Wu Guodong looked proud, clenched his fist, coughed lightly, and cleared his throat.

"Actually, it's nothing much, just that we developed the Type 99A main battle tank and the HQ-7 air defense missile radar system!"

Upon hearing this, many people present immediately realized what was happening.

It was him!

Behind that resounding name is actually a child!

Everyone stared wide-eyed at Wu Zu, their eyes filled with shock and awe. This was simply too outrageous!

Just then, Wu Zu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Alright! We can start processing now!"

Everyone was slightly taken aback.

"So fast?"

Wu Zu nodded: "Yes, why don't we try it with an iron block first? Aerospace alloys are quite precious, so let's demonstrate with an iron block first!"

The group looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

Then someone quickly brought over a piece of iron and handed it over.

Wu Zu firmly secured the iron block to the clamp, and then pressed the start button.

The rotary shaft inside the lathe immediately started spinning rapidly, and the CNC lathe controlled the cutting tool to slowly approach the iron block, causing iron filings to fall off piece by piece.

A pipe nearby was constantly oozing cutting fluid, a sight that left everyone somewhat bewildered.

A few minutes later, the rotating shaft gradually stopped.

Wu Zu put on heat-resistant gloves and took the processed fuel nozzle out of the fixture.

"There! It's done!"

The scene immediately fell silent.

Zhen Yingquan raised his wrist to check the time.

"It was finished in less than 10 minutes, 7 minutes and 17 seconds?!"

Everyone stared at the fuel nozzle in Wu Zu's hand, their faces filled with disbelief.

"This is simply incredible! It's far superior to the automatic lathes made in the US!"

"Who can argue with that! It can process data automatically just by inputting some data, and so quickly at that! It's amazing!"

"If this technology can be widely applied, the efficiency of parts processing will be greatly improved, saving a lot of skilled workers!"

"That's amazing! To manufacture such a precise part in less than 10 minutes, that's incredible skill!"

Everyone chimed in with their own opinions, and exclamations of praise rose and fell.

Zhen Yingquan took the still slightly warm part and quickly handed it to the head of the technical department next to him.