как найти l из формулы Fmax=IBlsinalfa Срочно помогите!!!! - №14585578

как найти l из формулы Fmax=IBlsinalfa Срочно помогите!!!!
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- Автор:
  fernandoboyd
- 6 лет назад

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$I = \frac{ F_{max} }{B * l * sin alfa}$
- Автор:
  stephanie
- 6 лет назад
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