Chapter 162 Uncle Liu, if you're going to execute someone, then execute him!

The entire hangar.

Dozens of eyes that had been burning with excitement earlier now swiveled in unison, focusing on Wang Dachui like searchlights.

The air fell silent.

Bathed in the glory of being the center of attention, Wang Dachui felt an unprecedented sense of pride rush from the soles of his feet straight to the crown of his head.

He felt like a loyal official in an ancient imperial court who, in a moment of crisis, stepped forward to expose an enemy plot and save the day.

He subconsciously puffed out his chest and stood ramrod straight, his face—which slightly resembled a bighead carp—filled with pride and self-satisfaction. He stole a glance at his boss out of the corner of his eye.

'Did you see that, Boss?'

'At the critical moment, you still have to rely on me, Wang Dachui!'

The thought surfaced in his mind, and he even began to imagine how his boss would tearfully thank him afterward and how big of a red envelope he would receive.

Li Jiajun did indeed want to give him an envelope—a white one to make him shut up forever.

He looked at Wang Dachui's 'please praise me' expression, then at the fleeting, fox-like smile on Liu Jianguo's face, and his entire body went numb.

He knew that Liu Jianguo, that old fogey, had once again successfully hooked Wang Dachui, that fat and foolish bighead carp.

And the bait was himself.

...

"Ahem."

Liu Jianguo cleared his throat, breaking the silence. He looked at Wang Dachui and asked in an encouraging tone, "Comrade Xiao Wang, you said there's an upgraded version? Where is it? Why don't you show us?"

"Coming right up! Leaders, this way please!"

Having received the order, Wang Dachui's tail was practically wagging in the sky. He led the way with his head held high, walking with such swagger it was as if he didn't recognize his own kin.

A group of Air Force Experts followed behind a toy factory manager, marching toward another corner of the hangar.

Li Jiajun followed at the back of the line, looking like a prisoner about to be escorted to the execution ground—the kind who gets castrated first and then beheaded.

Soon, the group arrived before an object covered by a massive dust cloth, its silhouette strikingly similar to the twin-tailed scorpion.

Wang Dachui walked up to the cloth and took a deep breath, feeling that the peak of his life was about to arrive. He grabbed a corner of the cloth and yanked it back!

"Leaders, please look! This is the crystallization of our boss's wisdom—the twin-tailed scorpion upgraded version!"

As the cloth slid off, a drone also filled with the aesthetics of industrial violence appeared before everyone.

Its aerodynamic shape was identical to the one they had just seen.

However, beneath its long, slender wings, twelve ferocious-looking air-to-ground missile models, coated in matte military green paint, were neatly mounted!

Although they were just models without warheads, the sharp missile bodies and complex tail fins all radiated a bone-chilling aura of slaughter.

At this moment, the air in the hangar seemed to have been sucked dry.

The Experts, who had been whispering in excitement a second ago, had the ecstasy on their faces freeze instantly, turning into blank stares.

They stood there with their mouths open and eyes wide, staring dumbfoundedly at this delivery drone, their brains completely blank.

Delivering express packages?

Whose delivery service needs twelve 'packages' hanging under the wings?!

Is this meant to deliver warmth to the customer, or is it meant to deliver the customer and their entire neighborhood to the afterlife?!

...

The corners of Liu Jianguo's mouth twitched violently.

He stared fixedly at the missile models, then slowly turned his head to look at Li Jiajun with a gaze that said, 'You really dared to do this, didn't you?'

'I thought you just exceeded performance standards, but I didn't expect you to take the intended use all the way to the finish line too?!'

He had almost been fooled by the kid, actually believing it was made for express delivery. How was he supposed to explain this now?

He was speechless, feeling that he had taken his quick-acting heart-saving pills too early; he should have saved them for now.

However, before he could open his mouth to interrogate him...

...

The Chief Engineer of the Air Force drone project was the first to snap out of the massive shock.

"My god..."

Like a madman, he lunged toward the aircraft, completely ignoring his aging body as he sprawled on the ground, tremblingly stroking the cold missile pylons and the streamlined design that merged perfectly with the wings.

He muttered to himself as if reciting some holy incantation.

"Integrated molded mounting points... built-in power and data interfaces... distributed load reinforcement ribs..."

He suddenly looked up, his bloodshot eyes staring fixedly at the bewildered Li Jiajun, his gaze filled with uncontrollable fanaticism and excitement as he shouted in a trembling voice:

"Genius! This is truly a genius design!"

"With this platform, with just a little modification, it's a perfect unmanned bomber with insane cost-effectiveness! It can completely change our Air Force's ground attack model!"

Unmanned bomber!

These two words were like bolts of divine lightning striking Li Jiajun right on the head.

All his hopes, all his stubbornness, and all his fantasies of 'I think I can still be saved' were shattered at this moment.

Immense fear left his brain blank and his vision swimming in darkness.

He instinctively backed away, desperately trying to distance himself from the Expert who was spouting such wild claims, as if the man carried some plague that could kill him on the spot.

He pointed in terror at the ecstatic, gesticulating Chief Engineer. His face wore the same expression as Zhao Dehan from that famous anti-corruption drama when he was caught—'I haven't spent a single cent, it's all here, my family have been farmers for generations.' With a sob in his voice, he cried out to Liu Jianguo, the only person on the scene who could save him:

"Uncle Liu! Uncle Liu, did you hear that!"

"He's the one who said it! He's the one who said to turn it into a bomber! This has nothing to do with me!"

"This line of thinking is too dangerous! It's practically anti-human! If someone has to be shot, shoot him! Don't shoot me!"

"I'm a law-abiding citizen!"

...

As soon as this outrageous attempt to shift the blame was uttered, the Experts, who were still in a state of ecstasy and excitement, were all stunned.

They turned their heads in unison, looking at Li Jiajun as if he were an alien creature.

Even Liu Jianguo was completely thrown off by this sudden, bizarre move.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found that he couldn't utter a single word.

He too began to stammer incoherently.

The scene once again fell into a dead silence.