"Electromagnetic guns, laser cannons, and unmanned remote-controlled aircraft, it seems that we need to ask Mr. Wei for help again."

In the headquarters office of Daming Group, He Li felt a little dizzy after listening to the needs described by Zhao Ming.

"As far as I know, there should be more or less technical reserves for these technologies in China, but they have not been made public yet..."

When Zhao Minggang said this, the phone on the desk rang. It turned out to be the secretary calling.

"Hello?"

"Boss, Mr. Wei just called and said he wanted to discuss something with you. When will you be available?"

"Hey, you are really talking about Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here." Zhao Ming couldn't help laughing.

"ah?"

"Uh, it's nothing. Just tell him that I'm free now, and I happen to have something I want to discuss cooperation with him on."

"Okay, I'll get back to him right away."

Putting down the phone, He Li asked strangely: "No way, could Wei Jianguo predict our thoughts? Why did he suddenly come to our door?"

"That's not the case." Zhao Ming shook his head, "I guess he has other things to ask us for help with. It's just a coincidence."

Ten minutes later, in the conference room, Wei Jianguo's words confirmed Zhao Ming's suspicion.

"Mr. Zhao, I wonder if there is anything you want to cooperate with us on?"

"My matter is not urgent, you can talk about your matter first." Zhao Ming glanced at He Li and replied with a smile.

"Okay." Wei Jianguo nodded, "Then I'll just tell you."

"Mr. Wei, please tell me."

"It's like this. We have a relatively important satellite. After many orbit changes, the remaining fuel has dropped below the warning line.

Originally, we were planning to launch another satellite specially designed to refuel it, but due to some reasons, we were unable to launch it in the short term.

So...I wonder if Mr. Zhao can help?"

Although Wei Jianguo didn't say it explicitly, it was obvious that they already knew that Zhao Ming had this ability.

Even if his actions are not directly observed, it is easy to deduce that something as big as a space station is already floating in synchronous orbit and getting bigger almost every day.

"Okay."

As an important partner, Zhao Ming is still willing to help with this small favor.

"Great, we will pay reasonable remuneration and won't let Mr. Zhao work in vain."

Seeing that Wei Jianguo was so righteous, Zhao Ming smiled and said, "Give me the relevant information about the satellite, and I will make arrangements later."

"Okay. Well...that's it for me. I wonder what Mr. Zhao plans to discuss?"

"I have three projects, namely electromagnetic gun, laser cannon, and remotely controlled aircraft..."

Zhao Ming briefly explained his space station defense plan to Wei Jianguo.

"Well...since Mr. Zhao is his own man, I won't hide it from you. We are currently researching these technologies. As for the specific extent of the research and whether it can meet Mr. Zhao's needs, I still need to go back and find experts to ask.

Only then can we be sure.”

"Understood. I hope this matter can be carried out as soon as possible. I will arrange an assistant to follow up later."

Wei Jianguo smiled and said: "Okay, I will arrange a meeting to discuss it immediately when I get back. Mr. Zhao, do you know how many people will rush to come to me to sign the contract after this news is released."

"Oh? What do you say?"

"Since the launch of your space station plan, many companies producing related supporting equipment have been born across the country.

Now that three new projects have arrived, it can be predicted that our entire domestic space-related industry will usher in a wave of great development, and it can be said that we have entered the space age.

To tell you the truth, we are already studying the construction of a lunar base internally, and we are just waiting for your space elevator."

"Haha, this is a good thing. There is endless money to be made. Of course I hope it can drive the development of domestic industries and let everyone work together to tackle key problems and jointly develop space resources."

Everyone was very busy, so after they finished talking about the matter, they chatted for a while and then went about their business.

Zhao Ming inserted the USB flash drive left by Wei Jianguo into the computer and asked Dahuang to calculate the motion model of the satellite.

As for the fuel used by satellites, there is a lot of it in the own space station module factory, so Wei Jianguo does not need to provide it.

"Dahuang, have you finished producing today's 100 modules?"

"It has been assembled and can be used by the owner at any time."

"Okay then, I'll go over right away and see how I can help them cheer."

Zhao Ming said hello to his secretary, then came to the terrace and drove the helicopter to the space station module factory.

Today, he is very proficient in the "launch" operation of space station modules. He sent today's 100 modules into geosynchronous orbit in less than 10 minutes.

Next, he took some rocket engine fuel used on satellites from the warehouse, put on a steel suit, opened the portal, and arrived in low-Earth orbit at an altitude of several hundred kilometers above the ground.

This time, there was no need for Zhao Ming to speak, Dahuang took the initiative to highlight the trajectory of the satellite that was about to "run out of fuel".

"Well, it's flying pretty fast." Zhao Ming frowned, "Dahuang, calculate an interception path for me. I have to get close to it and stay relatively still with it."

"No problem, the path calculation is completed."

In Zhao Ming's field of vision, a light blue navigation route appeared.

"Okay, let's start working."

Zhao Ming twisted his neck, activated all the thrusters of the steel suit, and began to increase his speed.

The satellite to be refueled is a reconnaissance satellite operating in low-Earth orbit. Such satellites fly very fast, otherwise they cannot maintain their altitude.

Zhao Ming flew faster and faster along the navigation route, and soon he saw the target several hundred meters ahead.

This thing is roughly cylindrical in shape, with two foldable solar panels extending from its waist, and several butterfly-shaped antennas at the bottom facing the ground.

With his mental energy swept away, Zhao Ming quickly found the fuel tank inside the satellite and found that the liquid fuel stored inside was indeed running low.

Unlike other containers, in addition to the liquid fuel occupying a small part of the space in the fuel tank, the rest of the space is gaseous high-pressure gaseous fuel, which makes it impossible to directly take out the fuel from the system space and stuff it inside.

Fortunately, he was prepared. He took out a large, fat can from the system space and pushed it with both hands towards the satellite in front.

Next, a strong tube appeared out of thin air, connecting the fuel tank to the fuel filling port on the satellite.

After the two containers are connected, the liquid fuel will naturally flow into the satellite under the action of pressure until the pressures between the two reach a dynamic equilibrium.

"Done!"
Chapter completed!