98: Understood! Mission accomplished.

Zhao Chengshun was stunned.

Something better than the f-15 'eagle' fighter jet? Could it be the F-14 or F-16?

Jameson didn't answer directly. Instead, he opened a folder and pushed the documents inside towards Zhao Chengshun.

"Please take a look. This is a brand new fighter jet our company recommends for you, codenamed 'JF-17 Thunder Block 3'."

Zhao Chengshun's gaze was instantly drawn to the aircraft photo on the first page of the document.

What kind of plane is this...?

The nose design was very unique. The air intakes on both sides were not the rectangular or circular shapes he was familiar with, but rather some kind of bulging structure.

The wings were a strake-wing composite delta wing, looking extremely advanced.

This was different from all the fighter jets he had seen, including the J-7, J-8, and even the f-15 'eagle' fighter jet and Mirage!

His hand trembled slightly as he turned to the next page.

Parameters!

A dense array of performance parameters met his eyes.

Maximum flight speed: Mach 1.8.

Maximum range: 3500 kilometers.

Combat radius: 1300 kilometers.

Payload capacity: 5.5 tons.

Radar: AESA active phased array radar, with a detection range of over 180 kilometers!

Zhao Chengshun's breathing suddenly quickened.

His pupils sharply contracted!

These parameters... if they were all true... this aircraft called 'JF-17 Thunder Block 3', except for being slightly inferior to the heavy f-15 'eagle' fighter jet in terms of bomb load and range, in other aspects...

Especially in avionics and radar performance, it completely crushed the original f-15 'eagle' fighter jet A!

How could this be possible!

How could there be such an advanced light fighter jet in the world?

He abruptly looked up, staring intently at Jameson, his voice changing pitch.

"Mr. Jameson, are these documents... real? You're not joking, are you?"

"Of course."

Jameson's smile remained impeccable.

"Our David Company never makes such jokes."

Zhao Chengshun felt his heart skip a beat.

If this information was true, why would they still buy the f-15 'eagle' fighter jet?

This 'JF-17 Thunder Block 3' in front of him was simply the perfect fighter jet tailor-made for Huaguo!

It could effectively counter the Su-27, and its procurement and operating costs were far lower than those of a heavy aircraft like the f-15 'eagle' fighter jet.

He forced himself to calm down and asked the most crucial question.

"What about the price?"

"How much does this aircraft... cost per unit?"

Jameson held up one finger, then five fingers.

"Fifteen million."

"US dollars."

Something seemed to explode in Zhao Chengshun's mind.

He froze, his eyes wide with disbelief as he looked at Jameson.

His voice was even a little broken due to extreme shock.

Zhao Chengshun staggered back a step, leaning on the sofa behind him to keep from falling.

Was this price not a joke?

This was even cheaper than the Mirage 2000 they bought before!

With the money to buy one f-15 'eagle' fighter jet, they could buy roughly three JF-17 Thunder Block 3s!

If the performance was really as powerful as stated in the documents... then this wasn't just a pie falling from the sky; it was a mountain of gold falling from the sky!

The immense surprise overwhelmed his brain, making him feel dizzy for a moment.

He took a few deep breaths, forcefully suppressing his turbulent emotions, then grabbed the documents on the table, his hands trembling.

"Mr. Jameson! Can I take these documents with me?"

"I must! Immediately! Right now! Report to my country!"

His eyes were terrifyingly fervent. The original plan to purchase the f-15 'eagle' fighter jet was completely thrown out the window at this moment.

Now, he only had one thought in his mind.

Verify the performance of the JF-17 Thunder Block 3!

No matter the cost, he had to bring this divine weapon back to Huaguo!

"Quick! Connect me to the domestic dedicated line!"

Zhao Chengshun roared at his assistant outside the door.

"Highest encryption level! Now!"

Late at night.

In Huaguo, Jingcheng, a heavily guarded conference room was brightly lit.

The smell of smoke was thick and pervasive.

A document marked "Top Secret" had just been transmitted via an encrypted dedicated line from across the distant ocean.

The document was short, only a few pages.

But every word carried a breathtaking weight.

The elderly man at the head had white hair but sharp eyes. He wore reading glasses, carefully examining each page.

Beside him sat Luo Jingmin, a high-ranking military general.

Fine beads of sweat had already appeared on Luo Jingmin's forehead.

The conference room was deathly quiet.

Only the rustling of the old man's fingers turning pages and the slightly heavy breathing of a few important figures could be heard.

"JF-17 Thunder Block 3..."

The old man finally finished reading. He took off his glasses and gently rubbed his temples with his fingers.

His movements were slow, but everyone in the conference room felt their hearts rise to their throats.

Luo Jingmin couldn't help but speak, his throat a little dry, "This price... and these performance parameters... this is simply..."

He couldn't find a suitable word to describe it.

"It's simply tailor-made for us!" a middle-aged cadre wearing glasses interjected, his voice trembling with excitement.

"If we can get this aircraft, the combat power of the Air Force will at least increase by one level!"

"What Su-27, what f-15 'eagle' fighter jet, we can all contend with them!"

"The premise is."

The old man at the head raised his eyelids, his gaze sweeping across the room.

"This information is true."

One sentence immediately cooled down the fervent conference room.

Yes.

Too good.

Good things are often traps.

A light aircraft whose performance completely surpasses the original f-15 'eagle' fighter jet A?

A price that is only one-third of the f-15 'eagle' fighter jet?

Where in the world is there such a good thing?

"What is the background of this David Company? Why haven't I heard of it before?" Luo Jingmin asked, frowning.

"Untraceable." The head of the intelligence department shook his head, his face solemn.

"Very mysterious, like it appeared out of nowhere. We only know that they suddenly appeared in Bolivia a few months ago."

"And then... Bolivia changed dramatically."

This news made everyone present feel another chill.

An arms dealer who could easily stir up a country's political situation?

This was not someone to be trifled with.

"No matter what their background is."

The old man at the head tapped his finger lightly on the table, once, then again.

Everyone's gaze in the entire conference room was focused on his hand.

"Our foreign exchange reserves are very tight."

The old man spoke slowly.

"Every penny must be spent wisely. The original plan to purchase the f-15 'eagle' fighter jet was a last resort."

"Now, since there is a better option, an incredibly cost-effective option, why don't we try it?"

His gaze became firm.

"Whether this information is true or false, we must verify it!"

"If it's true, then we will buy it back at all costs! If it's false..."

The old man's lips curled into a cold arc.

"Then we'll just consider it an eye-opener and see who is so blind as to dare to target us!"

He looked at Luo Jingmin.

"Immediately send a reply to Chengshun, authorizing him to request a test flight from the other party!"

"We want to see it with our own eyes! Touch it with our own hands! Fly it ourselves!"

"Tell him that if the performance is true, the f-15 'eagle' fighter jet procurement plan can be temporarily shelved. We are changing our target!"

Zhao Chengshun barely slept a wink.

He paced back and forth in the room, the documents in his hand having been read dozens of times, their edges slightly curled.

He was both excited and uneasy.

He was afraid it was a scam, and even more afraid it wasn't a scam.

This conflicting emotion was driving him crazy.

"Beep beep beep..."

The encrypted communicator on the table finally rang.

Zhao Chengshun dashed over and grabbed the receiver.

"This is Zhao Chengshun!"

After hearing the instructions from his country, he was so excited that his whole body trembled.

"Yes! I understand! Mission accomplished!"

Hanging up the phone, he didn't hesitate for a moment and immediately dialed Jameson's number.