Chapter 66 Is the mysterious surprise Lucy mentioned coming? ! Neon: Daxia is not worthy of developing a fifth-generation machine!
In a seemingly unorganized cemetery in Gaza, a tombstone named ‘Faris Murad Kani Bur’ was erected.
This is Faris's last wish. Even if he dies, he will see Gaza's nirvana and rebirth with his own eyes.
"Let's go, we must deliver the goods safely." The captain of the transportation team said calmly.
Here in Gaza, death can only be a relief.
Everyone in their team has lost their family members and partners, and countless people are dying in Gaza every day.
"Faris, I promise you this." Ye Ying picked up the camera in her hand, turned around and left with a tough look on her face.
Informing the world about the tragedy in Gaza is not only a commitment to Faris, but also her conscience as a war reporter.
And a small sapling was quietly planted next to the tomb, growing vigorously and waiting for the moment to break through the ground.
At this moment, on the other side.
Xia Ke Academy, in the dean’s office.
It was still the two old men, whose combined age was more than one hundred and thirty years old, who were drinking tea and having a discussion.
At this time.
"This is nonsense." Zheng Lixing saw some news and slammed the table.
He was so angry that he threw all the dry cigarettes in his mouth into the ashtray, not in the mood to continue smoking.
"Old man Zheng, what's the matter with you? Didn't you just lose a few games of chess?" Zhang Yuli sat next to him and was a little confused: "When you lost ten games in a row before, you were never so grand."
He thought it was because Zheng Lixing, the "stinky chess player", had lost several games against him just now, which caused him to be in a bad mood.
"That's not the case. Look at what's reported above?" Zheng Lixing took a newspaper and handed it over.
Zhang Yuli took it and took a look.
This is a domestic media reprinting a report from Neon, with the original Japanese translated in Chinese characters.
[Daxia is developing a fifth-generation fighter? Japanese media said: Absolutely impossible! 】
(Yomiuri Shimbun: The high-performance carbon fiber composite material produced by Neon Toray is a key material for fifth-generation fighters. Daxia currently does not have the technology to produce this material, and even if it is developed, the performance will not meet the standards.) < br>
(And for the ultra-precision parts required for engine nozzles and internal precision parts, in the absence of neon ultra-precision machine tools, Daxia also fails to have ultra-precision processing methods.)
(If it wants to develop a fifth-generation fighter, in the absence of neon technology, Daxia is still twenty years away from a fifth-generation stealth fighter.)
(Neon’s fifth-generation X-2 Xin Shen fighter will be ahead of Daxia in terms of progress and will make its first flight ahead of schedule.)
"This little Neon is going too far. What does it mean that we lack their technology? We still have twenty years to go?" Zheng Lixing screamed in anger when he saw it.
"Return to their X-2 Mind Fighter. After ten years of research and development, they can't even build a prototype."
You actually compared the J-20 with the so-called Xin Shen fighter. Does the Little Neon also match it? This is an insult to the Daxia J-20.
"What's there to be angry about?"
Zhang Yuli put down the newspaper and said with a helpless smile: "You don't know the urine properties of those people in Xiao Neon? You tell lies with your eyes open. That's quite a skill."
In the past, no matter what kind of military equipment they developed, Little Neon would always sneer at them, and it was impossible to belittle Daxia overtly or covertly.
It seems that in their narrow eyes, except for his "father" Yingjiang, the entire Western world can't do it, and Neon can't do it. Why can you Daxia do it?
What's more, they couldn't believe that Daxia, the enemy it had bullied decades ago, actually realized the path of self-strength step by step.
But their neon lights have been kneeling in front of Yingjiang, willing to act as a 'filial' good boy.
"Lao Zhang, I remember that the 'high-performance carbon fiber composite material' has been developed, right?" Zheng Lixing remembered something.
"Yes, the Materials Research Institute has basically figured out the technology."
Zhang Yuli nodded with a smile on his face: "It is estimated that the initial mass production of T800 strength specification products will be officially released soon."
When the 'mysterious organization' first contacted the Xia Ke Academy, the technology included in the complete set of design drawings of the F22 fighter jet it submitted included high-performance carbon fiber composite materials.
At that time, he immediately handed it over to the Materials Research Institute under the Xia Ke Academy for exploration and reverse research and development. After having complete technical information, he quickly made a key breakthrough.
Now the preliminary large-scale mass production stage has begun.
The higher-end T1000 strength specification products are also under intensive research and development at this time.
Zheng Lixing nodded: "That's good. Didn't Little Neon say that without their carbon fiber composite materials, we wouldn't be able to develop a fifth-generation stealth fighter?"
"Is Toray the only one who can produce this kind of material?"
Although it is only a carbon fiber composite material with T800 strength specification, which is slightly lower than Toray's current T1000 specification, it is enough for now.
Especially for the civilian market, the T800 strength specification is already a zenith star-like technology.
Even if it is used on key parts such as the J-20 wing, this strength specification will not cause any problems.
Zheng Lixing then asked: "What about the machine tools?"
This is what he is most concerned about. After all, it is also related to the development progress of the J-20.
"Don't worry, Daxia Ordnance Industry is letting Beiji and Jiangcheng Heavy Machinery, several major heavy machine tool factories, to carry out improvements and research and development intensively."
"It is expected to be improved to 0.05 microns next month, and I believe it is not too far away to achieve the technical specifications of 0.03 microns." Zhang Yuli waved his hand.
Hear this.
Zheng Lixing's eyes flashed with sharpness and he said with a smile: "Great, hurry up and let them develop it so that we can give this little neon some color."
Once Daxia starts mass-producing ultra-high-precision machine tools and carbon fiber composite materials, how will Neon become so arrogant?
Are they still clamoring that Daxia lacks their technology and will not be able to build a fifth-generation machine in twenty years?
This time, Neon and other shabby gadgets cannot even be sold.
at the same time.
Livermore is a small city not far from the headquarters of LLNL Laboratory.
In a relatively remote corner of the street. "Sir, let me confirm again."
This fat white man with a chubby face, a weight of over 230 kilograms, and a height of 1.9 meters asked with a very puzzled expression: "You gave us two hundred dollars...just so that we can buy books for you? ”
Two hundred dollars was not a small amount in 2009, so how many businesses did the two of them have to do to make a profit?
And this strange uncle just entrusted them to buy books?
"That's right." Lu Ze, who transformed into a middle-aged white man in his forties, patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be nervous, Parker, I come with good intentions."
"Do you know me?" Parker looked curious.
However, before Lu Ze could reply, a thin black man from afar ran back in a hurry.
"BOY, here are the books you asked for. I found them for you. The two hundred dollars belong to us." He was panting as he spoke.
He couldn't find the target books for sale in bookstores throughout the small town. He spent a lot of effort going to places selling pirated books before finally finding these books.
Look at the lean black guy in front of you holding several books with red covers.
"Well done, Buhler, this is a reward of two hundred dollars. It belongs to you now." Lu Ze took out two hundred dollar bills.
"Sir, this is your book." The black man named Buller handed the book over: "And why do you know my and Parker's names?"
Buller was also deeply puzzled by this. He was certain that this was the first time he saw the middle-aged white man in front of him, who even had a scruffy beard.
"No, these books are for you."
Lu Ze did not take the books, but stared into their eyes and said, "After you two finish reading these books, I will come to you again. As long as you answer my questions, you will receive a thousand dollars." ”
"Goodbye, see you next time."
After Lu Ze finished speaking, he walked directly out of this secluded path.
He is not worried about any attacks he will encounter. After all, he cannot be tracked and locked by anyone while the changing mask is in use. Even if you stare closely with your naked eyes, you will lose the target in a blink of an eye.
Parker and Buller were his chosen targets, ruthless men from the bottom of Texas.
However, Lu Ze has no intention of recruiting these two people into the 'organization' now. Besides, it doesn't matter if they don't join the 'organization', they are just tools for his deception.
The US$10,000 or US$20,000 that I got from the previous lottery because it was too unofficial, so spending some funds is nothing.
But it would be an interesting thing to have these two ruthless Texas men have some enlightenment in Eagle Sauce.
Quiet part of the street.
Buller looked at the middle-aged man's back, and in the blink of an eye for a second or two, he completely lost sight of his target from the corner.
"Buller, have you forgotten?" Parker patted him on the back of the head: "We have principles, and we don't want to be a gangster."
The two of them usually only do things such as helping people find things, beating people, moving, running errands, etc.
But you can't just try to grab a sum of money just because others have money. That kind of behavior is what gangsters and Quisanti Farm Tools would do, and the two of them are good lower-class members of society with a bottom line.
Buller withdrew his gaze: "No, Parker, you misunderstood. I'm wondering why he did this?"
Pay yourself to buy books that are not available in bookstores, and then give the books to him and Parker? And agreed that the next time you answer the content in the book, you will get a thousand dollars?
What are the benefits of doing this?
"Is this a new way of preaching?"
"Whatever, we can make money as long as we have money." Parker said nonchalantly: "Look, what is our one thousand dollars? Don't be unable to answer other people's questions."
"Don't worry, my memory was very good when I was studying." Buhler reached for the top book and opened the table of contents casually.
[Capital comes into the world, from head to toe, with blood and filth dripping from every pore. 】
[War is a war of the masses. Only by mobilizing the masses can war be waged. Only by relying on the masses can war be waged. 】
In the afternoon, around three o'clock.
Inside the main building of LLNL Laboratory.
Lu Ze was leisurely eating afternoon tea and snacks on the sofa when he glanced at the empty seat next to him.
She looked puzzled: "What happened to Lucy today? Didn't you even eat the afternoon snack?"
In the past, she never missed afternoon snack time. After all, she had her favorite blueberry egg tart.
Just when he was puzzled, Lucy hurried over at the door.
He walked to the front of Lu Ze's table, reached out and picked up two egg tarts and stuffed them into his mouth.
"Finally alive."
After swallowing the food in her mouth, Lucy slumped on the sofa and didn't want to move.
"What's going on? You didn't eat, did you?" Lu Ze guessed after seeing her state.
"I only ate two pastas and a baked cake in the morning, and didn't eat anything at lunch." Lucy nodded.
Because she overslept at noon, she missed her meal. She had already digested all the food she had eaten in the morning, so she was still hungry until now.
"Then eat more." Lu Ze took a few snacks and handed them to her.
Suddenly, Lucy's mind seemed to be online again, and something came to mind in her memory: "By the way, Lu Ze, the next batch of the latest weapons and equipment are in storage. It is said that there are good things in there for you to take a look at."
Lu Ze's eyes lit up when he heard this.
What if you say there is something good? ? I won’t feel sleepy anymore!
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(End of chapter)