66: The mysterious surprise Lucy mentioned is coming?! Neon

Chapter 66: Lucy's Mysterious Surprise is Coming?! Xiao Riben: Da Xia is Unworthy of Developing a Fifth-Generation Fighter!

In Gaza, a seemingly disorganized cemetery, a tombstone named ‘Faris Murad Kani Buller’ was erected.

This was Faris's last wish; even in death, he wanted to witness Gaza's rebirth.

“Let's go, we must deliver the goods safely,” the captain of the transport team said calmly.

In Gaza, death was merely a release.

Every member of their team had lost family and companions, and countless people died in Gaza every day.

“Faris, I promise you this.” Ye Ying picked up her camera, her face resolute, and turned to leave.

Informing the world of Gaza’s plight was not only a promise to Faris but also her conscience as a war correspondent.

And a small sapling was quietly planted beside the grave, growing vigorously, awaiting the moment it would break through the soil.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

At the Xia Academy of Sciences, inside the Director's office.

It was still these two old men, whose combined ages exceeded one hundred and thirty, drinking tea, chatting, and discussing.

At this moment.

“This is simply nonsense.” Zheng Lixing saw some news and slammed the table.

He was so angry that he threw the dry tobacco he was smoking into the ashtray, no longer in the mood to continue.

“Old Zheng, what's wrong? Did you just lose a few games of chess?” Zhang Yuli, sitting beside him, was a bit puzzled: “Before, when you lost ten games in a row, I didn’t see you get this upset.”

He thought Zheng Lixing, that ‘terrible chess player,’ had just lost several more games to him, which led to his bad mood.

“It's not that, look at what the report says?” Zheng Lixing picked up a newspaper and handed it over.

Zhang Yuli took it and read.

This was a domestic media outlet reprinting a report from Xiao Riben, with the original Japanese translated into Chinese characters.

【Da Xia developing a fifth-generation fighter? Japanese media states: Absolutely impossible!】

(Yomiuri Shimbun: As a key material for fifth-generation fighters, high-performance carbon fiber composite materials produced by Xiao Riben's Toray Industries are not something Da Xia currently has the technology to produce. Even if developed, their performance would not meet standards.)

(Furthermore, for ultra-precision parts required for engine nozzles and internal precision components, without Xiao Riben's ultra-precision machine tools, Da Xia also lacks ultra-precision machining capabilities.)

(If Da Xia wants to develop a fifth-generation fighter, without Xiao Riben's technology, Da Xia still has twenty years to go before achieving a fifth-generation stealth fighter.)

(And Xiao Riben's fifth-generation X-2 Shinshin fighter will even take the lead in progress, making its first flight and entering service ahead of Da Xia.)

“This Xiao Riben is going too far. What do they mean, without their technology, we still have twenty years to go?” Zheng Lixing was seething with anger.

“And their X-2 Shinshin fighter, hasn't it been in development for ten years without even producing a prototype?”

How dare they compare the J-20 with that so-called Shinshin fighter? Xiao Riben is not worthy! This is an insult to Da Xia's J-20.

“What's there to be angry about?”

Zhang Yuli put down the newspaper and chuckled helplessly: “You know Xiao Riben's nature, don't you? They're quite good at talking nonsense with their eyes wide open.”

Previously, no matter what military weapon equipment they developed, Xiao Riben would send sarcastic remarks, subtly belittling Da Xia and claiming it was impossible for them to achieve such things.

It seemed that in their narrow eyes, besides their ‘Papa’ Eagle, if the entire Western world couldn't do it, and Xiao Riben couldn't do it, then why could Da Xia do it?

More precisely, they couldn't believe that Da Xia, an enemy they had bullied decades ago, had truly achieved self-strengthening step by step.

And Xiao Riben, now, was still prostrating before Eagle, willing to act as a ‘filial’ good son.

“Old Zhang, I remember that ‘high-performance carbon fiber composite material’ has already been developed, right?” Zheng Lixing recalled something.

“Yes, the Materials Research Institute has basically mastered the technology.”

Zhang Yuli nodded, a smile playing on his lips: “It is estimated that the initial mass-produced T800 strength-grade products will be officially released soon.”

When the Mysterious Organization first contacted the Xia Academy of Sciences, the complete set of F22 design drawings they submitted included the technology for high-performance carbon fiber composite materials.

At that time, he immediately handed it over to the Materials Research Institute under the Xia Academy of Sciences for exploration and reverse engineering, and with complete technical data, they quickly achieved key breakthroughs.

Now, it had already entered the preliminary large-scale mass production phase.

And higher-grade T1000 strength-grade products were also under intense development.

Zheng Lixing nodded: “That's good. Didn't Xiao Riben say that without their carbon fiber composite material, we wouldn't be able to develop a fifth-generation stealth fighter?”

“Is it only their Toray that can produce this material?”

Although it was only T800 strength-grade carbon fiber composite material, slightly inferior to Toray's current highest T1000 grade, it was already sufficient for now.

Especially for the civilian market, T800 strength-grade was like a top-tier technology.

Even when used in critical parts like the J-20's wings, this strength grade would not pose any problems.

Zheng Lixing then asked: “What about the machine tools?”

This was his main concern, as it also related to the J-20's development progress.

“Don't worry, Da Xia Military Industry is having Beiji, Jiangcheng Heavy Machine, and several other heavy machine tool factories intensely improve and develop them.”

“It is estimated that they will be improved to 0.05 micrometers next month, and I believe achieving 0.03 micrometers in technical specifications won't be too far off.” Zhang Yuli waved his hand.

Hearing this.

Zheng Lixing's eyes sparkled with sharpness, and he smiled: “That's great. Hurry up and have them develop it, so we can show this Xiao Riben a thing or two.”

Once Da Xia begins mass production of ultra-high precision machine tools and carbon fiber composite materials, how will Xiao Riben still be so arrogant then?

Still clamoring that Da Xia, lacking their technology, couldn't build a fifth-generation fighter in twenty years?

This time, they would make sure Xiao Riben's shoddy goods couldn't even be sold.

At the same time.

In Livermore, a small town located not far from the LLNL Laboratory headquarters.

In a relatively secluded street corner.

“Sir, let me confirm one more time.”

The plump white man, with a round face, weighing over 230 pounds and standing 1.9 meters tall, asked with extreme doubt: “You're giving us two hundred usd... just to buy books for you?”

Two hundred usd was not a small sum in Eagle in 2009; how many jobs would they have to do to earn that much?

And this strange uncle was just commissioning them to buy books?

“That's right.” Lu Ze, disguised as a middle-aged white man in his forties, patted his shoulder: “Don't be nervous, Parker, I come with good intentions.”

“You know me?” Parker showed a hint of curiosity.

However, before Lu Ze could reply, a thinner black man ran back in a hurry from a distance.

“Boy, I found the books you wanted, and those two hundred usd are ours.” He said, panting.

He hadn't found the target books for sale in any bookstore in the entire small town, and it took a great deal of effort to find these books in places that sold pirated books.

Looking at the lean black young man in front of him holding several books with red covers.

“Well done, Buller, here's the two hundred usd reward, it's yours now.” Lu Ze pulled out two hundred-usd bills.

“Sir, here are your books.” The black man named Buller handed over the books: “And why do you know my name and Parker's?”

Buller was also deeply puzzled by this; he was certain this was the first time he had seen this middle-aged white man with even 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 back to find you, and if you can answer my questions, you will receive a reward of one thousand usd.”

“Farewell, we'll meet again next time.”

After Lu Ze finished speaking, he walked out of the secluded alley.

He wasn't worried about being attacked, as during the use of the Glamour Mask, he could not be tracked or locked onto by anyone; even if you stared at him with your naked eyes, you would lose sight of him in a flash.

Parker and Buller were the targets he had selected, tough bottom-dwellers from Texas.

However, Lu Ze did not intend to recruit these two into the ‘organization’ yet. Besides, it didn't matter if they didn't join the ‘organization’; they were merely tools for his illusion.

Taking out some funds from the one or two tens of thousands of usd he won from the lottery, which he got because he was so unlucky, was nothing.

But allowing these two Texas tough guys to have an epiphany in Eagle was also an interesting thing.

In the quiet part of the street.

Buller watched the middle-aged uncle's back, and in a second or two of blinking, he completely lost sight of him from the corner.

“Buller, have you forgotten?” Parker slapped the back of his head: “We have principles; we don't do that 'dog-eat-dog' stuff.”

The two of them generally only helped people find things, or beat people up, move, run errands, and other tasks.

They couldn't just think of robbing someone because they had money; that kind of behavior was what gangs and Kui Sangti's tools would do, and the two of them were decent low-level social individuals with a bottom line.

Buller withdrew his gaze: “No, Parker, you misunderstood, I was wondering why he would do this?”

Giving them a reward to buy books that couldn't even be found in bookstores, then giving the books to him and Parker? And promising that if they answered questions about the contents of the books next time, they would get one thousand usd?

What benefit was there for him in doing this?

“Is it some new form of evangelism?”

“Who cares, as long as we make money, right?” Parker said indifferently: “Quick, let's see what our one thousand usd is for? Don't fail to answer his questions.”

“Don't worry, my memory was very good when I was studying.” Buller reached for the topmost book and casually opened the table of contents.

【Capital comes into the world, dripping blood and dirty things from head to foot, from every pore.】

【War is the war of the masses; only by mobilizing the masses can war be waged, and only by relying on the masses can war be waged.】

In the afternoon, around three o'clock.

Inside the main building of the LLNL Laboratory.

Lu Ze was leisurely eating afternoon tea pastries on the sofa, glancing at the empty seat beside him.

He looked puzzled: “What's wrong with Lucy today? She's not even eating afternoon snacks?”

She never used to miss afternoon snack time, especially since her favorite blueberry tarts were there.

Just as he was wondering, Lucy rushed in through the door, her footsteps hurried.

She walked to Lu Ze's table, reached out, picked up two tarts, and stuffed them into her mouth.

“Finally, I'm alive again.”

Swallowing the food in a few bites, Lucy slumped onto the sofa, not wanting to move.

“What's wrong? You didn't eat, did you?” Lu Ze guessed, seeing her state.

“I only had two servings of pasta and a baked cake this morning, and nothing for lunch.” Lucy nodded.

She had overslept at noon, causing her to miss mealtime, and the little she ate in the morning had long been digested, so she had been hungry until now.

“Then eat more.” Lu Ze took a few pastries and handed them to her.

Suddenly, Lucy's mind seemed to come back online, and she remembered something: “Oh right, Lu Ze, the next batch of new weapon equipment is being stored, and I heard there are some good things to see inside.”

Hearing this, Lu Ze's eyes lit up.

If you say there are good things?? Then I'm not sleepy anymore!

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