Chapter 44 Daxia’s real world layout! Lu Ze: Teacher, I understand! (Please subscribe!)
Xia Ke Academy.
In the dean's office.
"The news should have reached Yingjiang, right?"
Zheng Lixing took a puff of dry cigarette and said cheerfully: "I wonder how they will react? Have you ever thought that we can also build a fifth-generation fighter jet!"
The J-20 project has been covered up for two or three years, and now it finally has the opportunity to breathe a sigh of relief for the entire Daxia Air Force.
Even though it's still some time before the first flight, I believe it won't be too far away.
"Ahem. Old man Zheng, how many times have I told you not to smoke in my office." Zhang Yuli coughed twice and dispersed the smoke that filled the sky: "Besides, if you want to smoke, you should smoke better."< br>
Every time he smokes low-quality tobacco, he doesn't care about his own body. He also has to consider how others feel when he smells it, right?
"Aren't you used to this? I can't get used to smoking good cigarettes." Zheng Lixing quickly put out the cigarette.
"Back to the topic, I guess Yingjiang is also having a headache now."
Zhang Yuli took a sip of tea, with a joke on his face: "Let's just wait for their reaction, but it will be fun to watch."
At this time, Daxia's development plan for the J-20 fighter jet is by no means as simple as demonstrating its military needs.
He didn't believe that with Yingjiang's intelligence analysis capabilities, he couldn't discover that Daxia was developing fifth-generation aircraft in the past few years?
Even the "wall-crawlers" outside the 611 Institute have heard the news. If CIAa had no information at all, all employees would have been laid off long ago.
The reason why I didn't say it was because I didn't see it, and I didn't even believe that Daxia could develop it so quickly.
One of the most critical issues involves whether to shut down the F22 fighter jet production line. This is also the most serious disagreement between the Yingjiang military-industrial complex, parliament, and the Ministry of Defense.
When they were fighting fiercely, Daxia announced the news that the J-20 taxi test was successful at this time. You can imagine how much trouble it caused inside Yingjiang.
"That's fine. The more chaotic Yingjiang is, the better it will be for us. We have to thank this mysterious organization for this." Zheng Lixing sighed.
This is not only for the mysterious organization to better fish in troubled waters, but also for Daxia to better develop its economy and accumulate strength.
It can be said that without this 'mysterious organization', then I am afraid they would have to continue to endure for many years before they can accumulate wealth.
But today is different from the past. In the upcoming situation in the Middle East, he wants to see if Yingjiang dares to end up?
This world has been the boss for too long, and it’s time to change its master.
At this time.
"Academician Zheng Lixing and Dean Zhang Yuli, you two are good friends."
"Notice that you will attend an emergency meeting at 7pm."
At the same time, as the two expected, the news was being passed around.
Stationed in Neon Okinawa, Kadena Air Base.
This is the largest air force base in the entire Asia-Pacific region, with more than 30,000 soldiers stationed, hundreds of fighters, bombers and several aviation regiments.
At the same time, it is also the military base closest to Daxia. It is like a stick in the throat. It can be said that Daxia regards it as a thorn in the flesh. How can it allow others to snore next to the bed?
now.
The new commander-in-chief, Brigadier General Pray Jamil, was lying on his office chair, smoking a cigar quietly and feeling very comfortable.
Although he is not the supreme commander in Neon, and is far inferior to the five-star Emperor MacArthur who often comments on others, he still has an unparalleled status in the entire Okinawa.
On Yingjiang's side, he is just an ordinary high-ranking military officer. Compared with the political and business families and the squids on Wall Street, he is not taken seriously by others.
But here, Pree Jamil is the emperor.
Just as he squinted his eyes slightly, enjoying this rare comfort.
A herald hurriedly walked in with a panic look on his face: "A big thing happened to Brigadier General Jamil."
"What happened? Are those thorns in the base violating local neon women again?"
Prey Jamil frowned: "Who was drunk and killed a few neon people again? Just throw him into the solitary room and lock him up for a few days."
This has happened for the eighth time in the month since he took over this position. It can be said to be a common occurrence.
Just when he thought, this little thing happened again.
"No, Mr. Brigadier General, it's news from Daxia."
"Go on." His expression darkened.
"According to the latest news from Daxia, their latest fighter plane has been undergoing rolling tests and has even completed high-speed testing. And it is most likely a fifth-generation fighter plane." The herald quickly summarized the information.
"Fifth-generation aircraft? Daxia is going to develop a fifth-generation aircraft?"
Prey Jamil's face was full of bewilderment.
He only had one feeling, Daxia was crazy!
Is it possible that they still want to really build a fifth-generation aircraft? Based on their technical level, it would take them 14 years to develop a fourth-generation aircraft like the J-10? Or is it lagging behind in all aspects, including materials, engines, avionics, etc.?
Prey Jamil just wants to ask, why do you have Daxia?
The herald thought for a moment: "Mr. Brigadier General, do you think this is a deliberate cover-up? The purpose is to shut down our F22 production line?"
Prey Jamil shook his head: "Whether it is true or not, it is not up to us to decide on these matters. We just need to submit the intelligence data to Washington."
"The rest of the things are not within the scope of your and my consideration." Whether Daxia's fifth-generation aircraft is real or fake, and whether it is to influence the closure of the F22 fighter jet, is this a question he can talk about?
Do you really think that the proposal to close the F22 production line is simply because of the high cost of the F22? That’s because it doesn’t make enough money!
How much of the military-industrial complex’s profit-seeking agenda is behind this? How many relatives of the emperor were involved in it? Both sides were so bruised and swollen that they wanted to get more of the pie.
He is just an ordinary 'Brigadier General'. After completing his term, he runs away to a large company to live as a retired executive.
If you dare to get involved in this kind of problem, are you risking your life? This is an ideological slippage that cannot be touched!
Pree Jamil didn't want his wife to hear the news that he accidentally drowned in the toilet.
These issues should be left to the parliament to deal with.
Time flies by and the next day comes.
Yingjiang Bay Area, LLNL Laboratory.
Today is Thursday, and there are still three days until the next replication count is refreshed.
It was rare for Lu Ze and Lucy to clock in just one minute late, which made everyone in the laboratory look askance.
Before ten o'clock, the two of them picked up some snacks and drinks in perfect agreement and started having morning tea at a table.
Of course, this was mainly because Lu Ze watched Lucy eating and drinking wildly and chatting with her.
After all, I’ve eaten so much for breakfast, where can I still eat? I don’t have this special talent.
"By the way, Lu Ze, is there any good news from the development of Daxia's fifth-generation machine?" Lucy swallowed a toast cake gracefully.
"It seems so. Why are you interested in this thing?" Lu Ze looked strange.
Although Lucy looks like a wavy lady, she is actually a child with a girlish heart.
He loves to eat sweets and watch animations, and he has even been pestering him recently to teach him some 'Daxia Traditional Kung Fu' and 'Hua Jin'er! ’.
‘I can only touch one set of clothes and touch them eighteen times. ' Thinking of this, Lu Ze couldn't help but complain in his heart.
Now she actually cares about the latest progress in Daxia's scientific weapons research?
This painting style is wrong, this is not Lucy! Monster, please take off your clothes to verify your identity!
Lucy didn't pay attention at all and shrugged: "It's okay, I just saw this message by chance."
She was just a person who was just waiting to die. If Lu Ze hadn't been from Daxia, she wouldn't be bothered to care about this news at all. She might as well eat more delicious food to feel comfortable.
While the two were chatting, a familiar face who looked a little unfamiliar came out of the laboratory.
"My two students, it's been a long time since we last met." Michael Hasson walked to the table, skillfully picked up an egg tart and ate it.
As the instructor of the two of them, he usually rarely sees the dragon but rarely sees them in a few days.
Even the research tasks issued by the laboratory have no further consequences after creating a file, and always stay at 0.0001% progress.
It can be said that he is the real strongest king in the world of badminton.
"Professor Hasson, the last time we met, it was at that Italian restaurant."
Lucy said angrily.
One of my favorite blueberry egg tarts was snatched away just like that? Simply unforgivable.
"Professor Hassen, good morning." Lu Ze smiled.
"Lu, how have you been in the laboratory lately?"
Michael Hasson sat down carelessly: "Is the situation better than before? Or is it worse?"
Although he looks rough on the outside, he is still very delicate on the inside.
Although I can't take this disciple I accepted to make him a successful person, but how can I make him feel more comfortable in the laboratory?
Lu Ze thought for a moment and shook his head: "I'm looking for a change, and there hasn't been much of a turnaround yet."
In terms of getting rid of mediocrity, he can learn more from this old-timer.
"Prejudice is always the hardest thing to change." Michael Hasson took a sip of ice water and continued eating: "You can learn more from the people of Asan."
"Sometimes, properly exposing your shortcomings is your best means, and those who seem to have no shortcomings are the ones who are most wary of others."
People who are mediocre and have no obvious shortcomings will also not be trusted.
And those who seem to have a lot of shortcomings are often very easy to gain trust, because no one will feel threatened by you.
Lu Ze felt that his two channels of Ren and Du were opened at this moment.
As expected, he is worthy of being the sage and sage in the world of destruction. Teacher, I have realized it!
"Teacher, why do you know so much?" Lu Ze said with a hint of curiosity.
"I am a Slav, and my original name is actually: Tomislavski Hasson." Michael Hasson's voice revealed a sarcastic tone.
Hearing this, Lu Ze completely understood.
Good guy, Professor Hasson must be the scientist who was poached by Eagle Sauce when Big Brother was disbanded, right?
No wonder he knows so well what is meant by exclusion and what is meant by fishing.
After all, he was so excited by Yingjiang's promise that he even changed his real name to an American name. However, what he encountered here was extreme distrust and laziness, and even more important research and development projects were ignored. There was no room for him to participate.
And only by working so hard can he have the qualifications to survive.
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