Chapter 475: Changfeng-Yi as a Target?!

He paused, his gaze fixed directly on the camera: "In the past few days, I have noticed many voices of doubt internationally regarding this technology. Some say it violates the laws of physics, while others say this is a 'modern myth of poking the stars with a bamboo pole.' These doubts are normal, because from conventional thinking, intercepting a high-speed flying Missile is indeed almost impossible."

Li Mingyuan stood up and walked to the large screen in the center of the command center: "But the history of scientific progress is a history of constantly breaking through the 'impossible.' The reason the Sky Net system can achieve seemingly impossible tasks is because we have adopted a brand-new line of thinking—"

He pointed to the system schematic displayed on the screen: "First is the concept of 'Saturated Interception.' Unlike traditional 'single-shot precision strikes,' we do not pursue a high hit rate for a single interceptor missile; instead, we launch multiple interceptor missiles simultaneously to form a 'Probability Airspace.' As long as one interceptor missile detonates at a sufficiently close distance, it can cause fatal damage to the incoming Missile."

Commentators all over the world issued mocking comments almost simultaneously:

The Star-Spangled Country commentator: "Listen to this absurd theory! He is actually admitting that he cannot hit precisely, so he intends to win by quantity. This is like someone with poor shooting skills hoping to increase their hit rate by firing more shots. This sounds reasonable in theory, but in actual operation..."

The Beijixiong Guo commentator: "... This completely ignores basic physical limitations! Even if one hundred interceptor missiles are launched, each one trying to approach a high-speed flying Missile is still like looking for a needle in a haystack. This is not a simple question of quantity, but a fundamental technical obstacle!"

The White Elephant Country commentator: "... This sounds like using a cannon to hit a mosquito, and doing so while blindfolded!"

Inside the command center, Li Mingyuan turned a deaf ear to the outside mockery and continued his explanation:

"Secondly, there is our early-warning Radar network and Computing Hub. Conventional wisdom holds that Radar cannot continuously and accurately track high-speed flying Missiles, and computing equipment cannot timely process complex ballistic data. But through the coordinated work of multi-point Radar, we can obtain sufficient data in the early stages of Missile launch, and then our Computing Hub—"

He pointed to a massive piece of equipment surrounded by various pipes and cables: "—this system, composed of hundreds of mechanical computing units and electronic circuits, can predict the possible flight path of the Missile based on initial data and determine the optimal interception point."

Experts around the world issued disdainful laughter one after another:

Professor Henderson said to the reporters around him: "Look at that pile of bulky machinery and vacuum tubes! This is what they call a 'Computing Hub'? To be honest, my watch can probably calculate faster than that thing!"

Academician Petrov sneered: "Predicting the 'possible' flight path of a Missile? This is not science; this is fortune-telling! Modern Missiles can change trajectories multiple times during flight; any prediction based on initial data will completely fail."

Li Mingyuan seemed to be able to hear these taunts, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly: "For today's test, we will use the modified Changfeng-Yi type Missile as the target."

The large screen displayed the basic parameters of the target Missile: maximum flight speed of approximately 20,000 kilometers per hour, capable of multiple orbital adjustments during flight, equipped with anti-detection capabilities...

Once these parameters were announced, they immediately triggered a new round of shock internationally:

"This... this performance is even stronger than the Falcon and the Blizzard!"

"They intend to intercept such a monster?"

"It is complete self-destruction!"

Inside the emergency conference room of the Star-Spangled Country Department of Defense, Military Experts looked at each other in dismay.

"Are these parameters real?" a general asked in disbelief.

Secretary of Defense Maxwell frowned: "According to our analysis, the data is roughly true. The performance of the Changfeng series is indeed beyond our previous expectations."

"Then," another expert whispered, "if they can intercept their own Changfeng Missile..."

The room fell into silence; no one was willing to finish this terrifying inference.

At the Base command center, Li Mingyuan returned to the main console, sat down, and calmly announced:

"The test will begin in five minutes. First, we will launch the target Missile to simulate an enemy intercontinental Missile attack; then, the Sky Net system will automatically detect, calculate, and launch interceptor missiles. The entire process will be completed autonomously by the system, without human intervention."

He smiled slightly: "Now, let us wait and see how the power of science and belief will overcome the 'impossible'."

Inside the observation station, reporters and observers from countries around the world whispered to each other, their faces filled with disbelief and mockery.

"This is simply the joke of the century!" a Star-Spangled Country reporter said to a companion, "Just wait and see, in five minutes, they will either find an excuse to cancel the test or stage a meticulously designed 'magic show'."

"I bet on the latter," another Beijixiong Guo reporter sneered, "they will use some slow-moving target with a preset trajectory and then claim it is an 'intercontinental Missile.' Typical Eastern deception."

A White Elephant Country reporter said disdainfully: "Regardless, this will become the biggest joke in the history of technology. Li Mingyuan? Hmph, tomorrow this name will become synonymous with 'bringing humiliation upon oneself'!"

The reporters laughed, preparing to witness a farce destined for failure, completely unaware that the wheels of history were quietly turning and a moment that would change the world's strategic landscape was about to arrive...

Inside the command center, time seemed to slow its pace. On the countdown screen in front of Li Mingyuan, the numbers were ruthlessly decreasing:

"Target Missile launch countdown: 3 minutes..."

Li Mingyuan looked around; everyone in the command center was staring intently at their posts, and a tense and focused atmosphere permeated the air. He knew that at this moment, the eyes of the whole world were focused here, and hundreds of millions of people were watching this challenge, known as the "impossible mission," through radio waves.

"Chief Engineer Li," Minister Zhang walked to his side, his voice so low it was almost inaudible, "are you sure you want to use the Changfeng-Yi as the target Missile? That is our most advanced Missile; if it is intercepted..."

"Then it proves our defense system is even more advanced." Li Mingyuan smiled indifferently, "In a technological race, offense is always only half the victory; defense can win the whole game."

"Target Missile launch countdown: 1 minute..."

Li Mingyuan returned to the main console and faced the camera again: "Ladies and gentlemen, our test is about to begin. Please note that the target Missile we are using, the Changfeng-Yi, is one of the fastest and most maneuverable Missiles in the world today. This is not a pre-arranged performance, but a real extreme challenge."

Inside the observation station, the laughter of the foreign reporters came to an abrupt halt.