Chapter 498: Carrier‑Based Aircraft Avionics Breakthrough, Liu Haizhong Forces Qin Huairu to Entangle Lin Shengli

Research Base, laboratory.

The heating is cranked up full, yet it can't suppress everyone's excitement.

Lin Shengli stared at the test data on the screen, his fingertips lightly tapping the desk.

The composite titanium alloy wing‑fold test logged 1,200 cycles without a crack.

That means the core problem of the third‑generation carrier‑based aircraft has been tackled.

"Dad, the wing‑fold is fine!" Lin Zhengpeng clenched his fist, his voice trembling, "Next is the avionics system; once we nail that, the prototype can make its first flight!"

Hanna pushed up her glasses and added, "The U. S. Air Force's F‑14 avionics have already gone through three iterations, and the F/A‑18's fire‑control system can lock onto four targets simultaneously. Our avionics must at least match that, or we'll fall behind in the fight for air superiority."

Lin Shengli nodded, his gaze firm: "Tell the avionics group to produce a preliminary plan within three days. Also, launch the J‑20 land‑based fifth‑generation aircraft pre‑research, pull core personnel into a dedicated team; the U. S. F‑22 prototype made its first flight last year, we cannot lag behind."

"Yes! General Lin!"

The laboratory sprang into activity instantly.

Keyboard clacks and discussion voices rose and fell in succession.

Lin Shengli walked to the window and stared at the biting wind outside.

In the late 1990s Daxia, the defense industry was in a chase.

For an aircraft carrier to achieve combat power, carrier‑based aircraft are the key.

The J‑20 land‑based pre‑research is a long‑term layout, but the current third‑generation carrier‑based aircraft is the urgent item that will give the Longteng Hao real deterrence.

He has no time to be distracted.

But some people insist on leaning on him.

Siheyuan at No. 95 South Luogu Lane.

Liu Haizhong's house door was shut tight.

Inside, Qin Huairu stood on the floor, the mantou in her hand already completely cold.

Liu Haizhong sat on the edge of the kang, chain‑smoking cigarette after cigarette, his complexion eerily sallow.

"Qin Huairu, I delivered mantou to you and built a shelter for you, and this is how you repay me?" Liu Haizhong pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, his voice rising.

Qin Huairu hunched, whispering, "Second Elder, I went to the research base, but the guard wouldn't let me in…"

"If they won't let you in, you just come back?" Liu Haizhong sprang to his feet, pointing at her nose, "You won't wait at the door? Won't cry? Won't say you're Lin Shengli's old neighbor and beg him for kindness?"

Qin Huairu's eyes reddened, "Second Elder, Lin Shengli is now a general, he hates our family…"

"Hate? Hate still has to go!" Liu Haizhong cut her off, his tone unquestionable, "Did you forget who fed you? Who built the shelter? I'm telling you, you must persuade Lin Shengli to give Guangfu a position at the research base!"

Liu Guangfu beside them quickly chimed in, "Qin Jie, just try again. If you manage it for me, I'll bring you food every day and never let you scavenge trash again."

Qin Huairu bit her lip, feeling both fear and hatred inside.

She knew Liu Haizhong was using her like a weapon.

But she had no choice.

The shabby shelter beneath the overpass couldn't block the cold wind at all.

Jia Zhangshi's cough grew heavier, each day she had to rely on scavenged pills to stay afloat.

The few favors Liu Haizhong gave had long since trapped her.

"I… I'll try again," Qin Huairu lowered her head, her voice as thin as a mosquito.

"That's right!" Liu Haizhong's expression softened a bit, then reminded, "Remember, you must cry, act pitiful; Lin Shengli is a big shot, he responds to softness, not hardness!"

Qin Huairu said nothing, turned and left Liu Haizhong's house.

The cold wind cut her face like a knife.

She stared toward the research base, her steps as heavy as if filled with lead.

She didn't know what awaited her on this trip.

At the Siheyuan doorway, Yi Zhonghai happened to see Qin Huairu's departing back.

He furrowed his brow and said to the Yi Dama beside him, "She must have been forced by Liu Haizhong again to go find Shengli."

Yi Dama sighed, "That Lao Liu family, how clueless are they. Shengli is busy with national affairs now, he has no time for this."

"Can't help it," Yi Zhonghai shook his head, "They brought it on themselves; let them scramble, they'll fall flat eventually."

He had seen through it long ago.

This Siheyuan was full of beasts.

Whoever gets involved ends up unlucky.

Research Base entrance.

Qin Huairu huddled in a corner, unwilling to approach the guard post.

She saw the people coming and going, all in military uniforms or white lab coats, each with hurried expressions.

The aura here was so imposing it made her shiver.

She hesitated for a long time, then mustered courage and slowly approached the guard.

"Comrade, I… I'm looking for General Lin Shengli," Qin Huairu's voice trembled.

The guard furrowed his brow, "Do you have an appointment?"

"No…" Qin Huairu lowered her head, "I'm his old neighbor, I have an urgent matter to ask of him."

"General Lin is busy with a defense project; no outsiders are allowed," the guard said, his tone leaving no room for argument.

"I really have an urgent matter!" Qin Huairu rushed, tears instantly welling up, "I'm starving to death, my mother is on the brink of death, please let me see him, even just once!"

She crouched on the ground, sobbing loudly.

Passersby couldn't help but look over.

The guard's expression shifted.

This is a research base; they can't let her cause a scene at the entrance.

Helpless, the guard could only pick up the walkie-talkie and report the situation.

Inside the laboratory.

Lin Shengli was discussing the plan with the Aviation Electronics Group.

The guard walked in and whispered, "General, there's a woman named Qin Huairu crying on her knees at the gate, saying she has an urgent matter to see you."

"Qin Huairu?"

Lin Shengli's brows instantly knotted.

His gaze instantly turned cold.

This woman is really a persistent haunt.

Hanna noticed his displeasure and asked, "Lin, do you need me to handle this?"

"No need." Lin Shengli waved his hand, stood up, "I'll go meet her. Let's see what business she has."