Chapter 84: Unless I'm Dead, Dongda Cannot Build a Fifth-Generation Aircraft!

84

The curtain was lifted.

Three aircraft of the same type but different models appeared before everyone's eyes.

The reporters' flashbulbs flickered.

Instantly turning the scene into an ocean of flashbangs.

Secretary of Defense Smith raised his arms high, immersed in such a wonderful feeling.

Unable to extricate himself.

On the big screen behind him.

Its technical characteristics were displayed.

Brand new avionics system, numerous models, photoelectric fusion sensing system, DSI intake, full stealth design, internal weapons bay.

Every item, every point deeply stimulated everyone's nerves.

People in the audience kept exclaiming.

And the participating countries of the JFS program (Joint Strike Fighter program).

Let out bursts of enthusiastic screams.

Great Britain, Italy, and so on.

Even Xiao Ri Zi and Xiao Xi Ba.

Could participate in purchasing F-35 aircraft.

Leaping to become a world air force power possessing fifth-generation aircraft.

The reporters below immediately transmitted various pictures and information of the F-35 to their own newspapers.

Reports were produced one after another.

"The World's Strongest Fighter! F-35 Revealed!"

"Lockheed Martin, Eagle Country's Biggest Winner!"

"The End of the World's Air Force!"

And so on.

Praises were everywhere.

The Prime Minister of Xiao Ri Zi, upon hearing the news.

Immediately picked up the phone and called the President of Eagle Country.

"Mr. President, we need F-35 fighter jets."

The President of Eagle Country said with an unhappy face: "Abe Sang, is this your attitude when asking for help?"

"I'm sorry!"

"It's just that I really need fighter jets!"

"The intention of Dongda next to me to destroy us really hasn't died."

"Xiao Ri Zi needs the assistance of Eagle Country Daddy!"

"Hmm."

The President nodded with satisfaction.

"You go find the Department of Defense. I allow it."

"Hai!"

Prime Minister Abe Sang of Xiao Ri Zi immediately bowed 90 degrees and said.

Respectfully waiting for the other party to hang up the phone.

Immediately said in a stern tone.

"Quickly connect me to the Eagle Country Department of Defense."

"Hai!" The secretary on the side immediately bowed 90 degrees.

Then took out the small notebook he carried with him.

Respectfully handed the phone to the Prime Minister.

"Hmph."

However.

When making the call.

Prime Minister Abe Sang of Xiao Ri Zi immediately changed his face.

Bending over, respectfully waiting for the call to be connected.

"Secretary Smith, I am Prime Minister Abe Sang of Xiao Ri Zi."

"May I ask if we can discuss the purchase contract for the F-35?"

"Hmm, what do you need fighter jets for?"

Facing the other party's questioning.

Abe Sang could only respectfully say: "It's that evil empire next to me, Dongda. They have been frequently releasing dangerous signals in our territorial waters these past few days."

"I can only find the lighthouse of democracy, you have come."

"Hahaha! What? Ridiculous!"

"What strength does Dongda have?"

"What fighter jets do they have?"

"Just relying on their old third-generation aircraft?"

"No, no, no!"

Abe Sang explained in a panic: "It's that my spies there found out."

"They are in a research institute, supposedly manufacturing a fifth-generation aircraft!"

"Hahaha! Just them?"

"Manufacturing a fifth-generation aircraft?!"

"Let me tell you, if Dongda wants to manufacture a fifth-generation aircraft, it's impossible for such a thing to happen even if I die!"

"Hai, yes, yes, yes! I understand, Eagle Country's strength is invincible in the world!"

"But unfortunately, our country really lacks some sense of security."

"Alright, then I'll give you an order for a few aircraft, 120 million US dollars per aircraft, no bargaining."

"Hai!"

"I understand!"

Then, Smith hung up the phone.

Prime Minister Abe Sang of Xiao Ri Zi immediately said.

"Publish this call!"

"I want the world to know that I have Eagle Country Daddy's aircraft!"

"Now, I, Xiao Ri Zi, am also a world power!"

"Pri, Prime Minister!"

"That, should we release the words that Secretary Smith said?"

The secretary said tremblingly.

"Release it!"

"Why not release it, it can also strike at Dongda's arrogance!"

Abe Sang said triumphantly.

Then, in the largest newspaper in Japan.

Such a piece of news appeared.

"Eagle Country Secretary of Defense says: Dongda cannot build a fifth-generation aircraft, unless he dies!"

The subtitle is "Xiao Ri Zi introduces 10 F-35s! Huge improvement!"

And in Dongda.

Zhang Wen was sleeping soundly.

Suddenly, a phone call completely interrupted his sleep.

"Hello, Zhang Wen."

"Are you asleep?"

A tired voice came from the phone.

Zhang Wen was very familiar with this voice.

It was Cui Zhuren's voice.

"What's wrong, Cui Zhuren? Why are you not sleeping so late?"

Zhang Wen asked curiously.

"Didn't you watch Eagle Country's press conference?"

Cui Zhuren's words came through the receiver.

Zhang Wen was confused; he really didn't know what press conference Eagle Country was going to hold.

"No. Tell me about it."

"Sigh."

"Eagle Country released their latest fighter jet."

"The F-35."

"When I saw those parameters, I felt despair."

"More despair than when I saw the F-22 back then."

Zhang Wen felt a moment of doubt in his heart.

Ah! The F-35 is more desperate than the F-22?

Compared to the F-22, the Fat Lightning, except for the avionics system, is far behind the F-22, okay.

"Photoelectric fusion, supersonic cruise, vertical takeoff and landing."

"Do you know? Even now, our aircraft can't achieve supersonic cruise."

"Not to mention those other technologies."

"We will catch up sooner or later."

Zhang Wen said calmly.

"Yes, yes."

"One day we will catch up to them."

"I really hope that day comes sooner."

Cui Zhuren said melancholically.

"Let me tell you a story."

"When I was young."

"At that time I was still in the military."

"The F-22 emerged just like the F-35 today."

"What did we have at that time? Only the J-7 and J-8."

"At that time we kept thinking. Kept thinking."

"If the F-22 came to invade."

"What should we do?"

"At that time we thought and thought."

"Finally found a way that wasn't really a way."

"Do you know what it is?"

Zhang Wen knew what the story was as soon as he heard this, and his eyes turned a little red.

"You tell me."

"At that time we knew one thing, how many weapons bays does the F-22 have? How many air-to-air missiles can it carry."

"8. 8 air-to-air missiles."

"At that time, the F-22's rear radar was relatively weak. And the J-8 had a skill, which was not losing speed at high altitude."

"And the air-to-air missiles we used at that time were not good, they were semi-active radar missiles."

"At that time we thought and thought and thought."

"Proposed a method."

"Use 8 J-8s to hunt the F-22. Because of the radar suppression, it could easily eliminate 7 J-8s."

"But it must be at full afterburner. At this time, the last J-8 could use the energy of high altitude and high speed to circle behind it and give its glowing red butt a hard hit with an air-to-air missile."

"8 aircraft, 8 pilots more expensive than gold, in exchange for one chance to attack."

"This is the story of our era."

After Cui Zhuren finished speaking, he fell completely silent.

A long time later, a faint sobbing sound came from the receiver.

"I know, teacher."

"Leave it to me."

After Zhang Wen finished speaking, he smoked a cigarette, picked up the key again, and entered the Eight-Wing Angel's blueprint library. ===== CHAPTER 85 =====