Chapter 66 The mysterious surprise Lucy mentioned is coming?! Neon: Daxia is not worthy of developing a fifth-generation aircraft!

In a seemingly disorganized cemetery in Gaza, a tombstone named 'Faris Murad Kani Bull' was erected.

This was Faris's last wish. Even if he died, he wanted to witness Gaza's rebirth with his own eyes.

"Let's go. The goods must be delivered safely." The captain of the transport team said calmly.

Here in Gaza, death would only be a relief.

Everyone in their team has lost their family and partners, and countless people die in Gaza every day.

"Faris, I promise you this." Ye Ying picked up the camera in her hand, turned around and left with a firm look on her face.

Telling the world about the tragedy in Gaza is not only a commitment to Faris, but also her conscience as a war correspondent.

A small sapling was quietly planted next to the grave, growing vigorously and waiting for the moment to break through the ground.

At this moment, on the other side.

Xiake Institute, inside the dean’s office.

It was still these two old men, whose combined age was over 130 years old, drinking tea and chatting and having a discussion.

At this time.

"This is sheer nonsense." Zheng Lixing saw the news and slammed the table hard.

He was so angry that he threw the cigarette in his mouth into the ashtray and was in no mood to smoke any more.

"Old Zheng, what's wrong with you? You just lost a few games, right?" Zhang Yuli, who was sitting next to him, was a little confused. "Even when you lost ten games in a row before, you were not so magnanimous."

He thought that Zheng Lixing, that "bad chess player", had just lost several games to him, which made him in a bad mood.

"That's not the case. Look at what's reported." Zheng Lixing took a newspaper and handed it over.

Zhang Yuli took it and took a look.

This is a domestic media reprint of a report from Japan, with the original Japanese text translated into Chinese characters.

[Is Daxia developing a fifth-generation fighter? Japanese media said: It is impossible! ]

(Yomiuri Shimbun: The high-performance carbon fiber composite materials produced by Neon Toray are key materials 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.)
(And for the ultra-precision parts required for engine nozzles and internal precision parts, Daxia also did not have the ultra-precision processing means in the absence of neon ultra-precision machine tools.)
(If Daxia wants to develop a fifth-generation fighter, it will take 20 years to develop a fifth-generation stealth fighter without Japan's technology.)
(And Neon's fifth-generation X-2 Xinshen fighter will be ahead of Daxia in terms of progress and will be put into service ahead of Daxia.)
"These Japanese are going too far. What do you mean we still have 20 years to go because we lack their technology?" Zheng Lixing was so angry that he was burning with anger.

"Their X-2 fighter jet has been under development for ten years and they still can't even build a prototype."

They actually compared the J-20 with the so-called Xinshen fighter. Does the little Neon have the ability to do this? This is an insult to the Daxia J-20.

"What's there to be angry about?"

Zhang Yuli put down the newspaper, laughed helplessly and scolded: "You know the nature of those people in Xiao Nihong. They lie with their eyes open, and they are quite good at it."

In the past, no matter what kind of military equipment they developed, Xiao Neon would send out sarcastic comments, openly or covertly belittling Da Xia for being unable to do such a thing.

It seems that in their narrow-minded eyes, except for his Eagle Sauce 'father', the entire Western world can't do it, and Japan can't do it either. Why can you Daxia do it?
It is better to say that they could not believe that Da Xia, the enemy that it had bullied decades ago, had actually achieved self-strengthening step by step.

But they, Japan, have been crawling in front of the Eagle Sauce, willing to act as a "filial" big son.

"Lao Zhang, I remember that 'high-performance carbon fiber composite material' has been developed, right?" Zheng Lixing remembered something.

"Yes, the Materials Research Institute has basically mastered the technology."

Zhang Yuli nodded, smiling: "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 Xiake Institute, the technology in the complete set of F22 fighter design drawings 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 Institute for exploration and reverse research and development, and after obtaining complete technical information, he soon made a key breakthrough.

The initial large-scale mass production stage has now begun.

The higher-end T1000 strength specification products are also under intensive development at this time.

Zheng Lixing nodded: "That's good. Didn't the Japanese say that without their carbon fiber composite materials, we can't develop a fifth-generation stealth fighter?"

"Is Toray the only one that can produce this kind of material?"

Although it is only a carbon fiber composite material with a strength specification of T800, which is slightly lower than Toray's current highest specification of T1000, it is sufficient for current use.

Especially for the civilian market, the T800 strength specifications are already Zenith-like technology.

Even if it is used in key parts such as the wings of the J-20, there will be no problem with this strength specification.

Zheng Lixing then asked: "What about the machine tool?"

This is what he is most concerned about. After all, it also concerns the development progress of the J-20.

"Don't worry. Daxia Ordnance is asking several major heavy-duty machine tool factories, such as Beijing Machinery and Jiangcheng Heavy Machinery, to carry out improvement and research and development in full swing."

"It is expected that the improvement will be to 0.05 microns next month, and I believe that achieving the technical specification of 0.03 microns will not be too far away." Zhang Yuli waved his hand.

Hear this.

Zheng Lixing's eyes sparkled, and he smiled and said, "Great, let's get them to develop it as soon as possible, so that we can give this little neon some color."

Once Daxia starts mass production of ultra-high precision machine tools and carbon fiber composite materials, let’s see how Neon can still be so arrogant.

They also clamored that Daxia lacked their technology and would not be able to produce a fifth-generation aircraft in 20 years?

This time, Neon can’t even sell these junk products.

at the same time.

Livermore is a small town not far from the LLNL laboratory headquarters.

In a relatively secluded street corner. "Sir, let me confirm again."

The fat white man with a round face, weighing more than 1.9 kilograms and meters tall asked with a puzzled look on his face: "You gave us US dollars... just to let us buy you a book?"

Two hundred dollars was not a small sum of money for the Eagle Sauce in 09. How many deals would they have to do to earn that much?

And this strange uncle just asked them to buy books?

"That's right." Lu Ze, who had transformed into a middle-aged white man in his forties, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't be nervous, Parker. I came here with good intentions."

"Do you know me?" Parker asked with a hint of curiosity.

However, before Lu Ze could reply, a thin black man in the distance came running back in a hurry.

"BOY, these are the books you wanted. I found them for you. The two hundred dollars belongs to us." He was panting as he spoke.

He couldn't find the target books for sale in any bookstore in the entire town. He spent a lot of effort going to places that sold pirated books before he finally found these books.

Looking at the thin black guy in front of me holding a few books with red covers.

"Well done, Buhler, here's the $200 reward. It belongs to you now." Lu Ze took out two $100 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 very puzzled about this. He was sure that this was the first time he saw this middle-aged white man with such a sloppy beard.

"No, these books are for you."

Lu Ze did not take the books. Instead, he stared into their eyes and said, "After you two finish reading these books, I will come back to you. As long as you can answer my questions, you will be rewarded with one thousand dollars."

"Goodbye, I'll see you next time."

After Lu Ze finished speaking, he walked out of this secluded path.

He was not worried about being attacked. After all, he could not be tracked or locked by anyone while using the transformation mask. Even if you stared at him with your naked eyes, you would lose the target in a moment of distraction.

Parker and Buhler were his chosen targets, two low-level ruthless men from Texas.

However, Lu Ze did not plan to recruit these two into the "organization" now. Besides, it didn't matter if they didn't join the "organization". They were just tools for him to deceive people.

The 10,000 or 20,000 U.S. dollars I won in the previous lottery was not a big deal because I was not very lucky.

But it is also interesting to allow these two tough guys from Texas to gain enlightenment in the Dragon Field in Eagle Sauce.

A quiet street.

Buller looked at the back of the middle-aged man, and in the blink of an eye for one or two seconds, he completely lost his target in the corner.

"Buller, have you forgotten?" Parker patted him on the back of the head. "We have principles, and we don't accept the practice of black robbing black."

The two of them usually just help people find things, beat people up, move house, run errands, etc.

But you can't just rob others of their money and be done with it. That kind of behavior is what gangsters and Quesanti Farm Tools would do, while these two are good lower-class social members with a bottom line.

Buhler retracted his gaze: "No, Parker, you misunderstood, I wonder why he did this?"

Pay him to buy books that are not available in bookstores, and then give the books to him and Parker? And agree that if he answers the questions in the book next time, he will get a thousand dollars?
What good does he get from doing this?
“Is it some new way of preaching?”

"Who cares? We just need to make money." Parker said indifferently, "Look, what is our $1,000? Don't fail to answer other people's questions."

"Don't worry, I had a good memory when I was studying." Buhler reached out and took the top book and casually opened the table of contents.

[When capital came into the world, from head to toe, every pore was dripping with blood and filth.]

【War is a war of the masses. Only by mobilizing the masses can we fight. Only by relying on the masses can we fight.】

It was around three in the afternoon.

Inside the LLNL laboratory main building.

Lu Ze was leisurely eating afternoon tea snacks on the sofa and glanced at the empty seat next to him.

Puzzled, he asked, "What's wrong with Lucy today? She didn't even eat her afternoon snack?"

In the past, she never missed the afternoon snack time, after all, there was her favorite blueberry tart.

Just as he was wondering about it, Lucy came running towards him at the door.

He walked to Lu Ze's table, picked up two egg tarts and stuffed them into his mouth.

"Finally alive."

After swallowing the food in her mouth in a few bites, Lucy slumped on the sofa and didn't want to move.

"What's wrong? Did you miss your meal?" Lu Ze guessed when he saw her condition.

"I only had two servings of pasta and a baked cake in the morning, and I didn't eat anything at noon." Lucy nodded.

Because she overslept at noon, she missed the meal, and the little food she had in the morning had already been digested by her, so she has been hungry until now.

"Then you should eat more." Lu Ze handed her some snacks.

Suddenly, Lucy's mind seemed to come back online, and she remembered something: "By the way, Lu Ze, the next batch of the latest weapons and equipment has been put into storage. I heard there are some good stuff in there for you to check out."

Hearing this, Lu Ze's eyes lit up.

If you say there is something good? ? Then I won’t be sleepy anymore!
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(End of this chapter)