Celestial Craft Group, No. 3 Research Institute, Deputy Chief Engineer's Office.
It was not far from the special-grade workshop, but the soundproofing was surprisingly effective.
When the heavy mahogany door closed, it seemed to shut out most of the suffocating pressure from outside.
The room was thick with smoke.
The only two remaining deputy chief engineers, Dr. Qian, who was in charge of structural design, and Engineer Ma, who was responsible for the energy system, sat facing each other.
The ashtrays in front of them were already overflowing with cigarette butts.
The image of Zhang Wei being dragged away by the inspection team like a dead dog was seared into their minds.
It was a real arrest.
There was no concern for decorum, no administrative procedures. He was charged directly with "sabotaging military facilities during wartime."
If that charge stuck, Zhang Wei's life wouldn't just be over; he'd be spending the rest of it at hard labor in a prison quarry.
