The business jet was parked at Changle Airport, with twenty-five seats, and only one person was seated.
None of the relatives I called for coming yesterday came today.
Everyone in the family group was evasive.
The third aunt said her back hurt, and the third uncle said there was something going on at the factory. Fu Wanqing didn't reply.
Apparently, they saw the billion-dollar mansion at the Peak Manor yesterday afternoon, and saw the daughter of the Shen family come to deliver the property ownership certificate, which made everyone realize the reality.
I actually took a business jet to Zhuhai and ate, drank and had noodles all the way. It seemed like I was taking advantage, but in fact it was like admitting in public that the classes were completely widened.
The older generation is thin-skinned, and in their hearts they want to be strong and save face, and no one is willing to bow their heads.
Fu Haoran looked at the excuses one after another in the group, and a faint smile flashed across his eyes.
He had long expected this to happen. After a few words of warning to his parents, he turned around and boarded the plane.
Zhuhai.
Jinwan Airport.
Three days before the opening of the air show.
Cheng Beixiao stood in the middle of the exhibition hall of DYB Warhammer Arms Industry, almost biting his lip with anxiety.
An 800-square-meter outdoor complete machine booth, a 1,200-square-meter indoor core exhibition hall, and International General Aviation and Defense Forum in the third branch venue.
The organizing committee granted them the largest exhibition area at this air show, which is larger than Boeing and Airbus combined.
But now, there are only seventy-two hours left before the opening of the air show, and there is nothing on the booth except a huge LED screen playing DYB's logo and corporate video in a loop.
There are no airplanes, no models, no product manuals, not even a product poster.
"Mr. Fu." Cheng Beichi finally couldn't help but say, "The organizing committee has come to remind us three times, asking when we will build the exhibits?"
"Don't worry, there are still three days left." Fu Haoran said nonchalantly.
Cheng Beixiao That's a big emergency. This is 6 million, so it's just empty?
You must know that these days are media exploration, which is the best time to warm up.
If you miss it, it will be difficult to gain exposure.
Cheng Beixiao opened his mouth and wanted to remind his boss, but Fu Haoran just said calmly, "It's time to calculate, our ship is about to arrive."
Outside the exhibition hall, several groups of media reporters who had visited the exhibition hall in advance passed by with their cameras. When they saw that the most expensive golden booth in the air show was empty, they all stopped.
The camera focused on the empty booth and the large screen that played the logo in a loop.
Someone took out his mobile phone to check the company on the spot.
DYB Warhammer Arms Industry, registered at Amerikan, is a new military enterprise. In just two years, it has won several top-level large-scale orders from United States military, but they were all for ship repairs, which almost equaled no substantial business.
What's even weirder is that no leading product can be found online, there are no public parameters, no equipment exposure, and even the official website is ridiculously crude.
It has no strength and no orders, but it is willing to spend millions to rent a booth and does not bring any products to the exhibition.
What exactly does this company want to do?
Doubts quietly spread in media circles.
The other side of the exhibition hall.
Li Jianguo is visiting the exhibition alone.
He was dressed casually, wearing a jacket and slacks, and blended in with the crowd just like an ordinary spectator.
The air show has not officially opened yet, and most of the staff in the exhibition hall are debugging equipment.
Li Jianguo walked slowly and looked at every booth carefully, especially the avionics and engine exhibition area.
"Hey, isn't this Lao Li?"
A familiar voice came from behind.
Li Jianguo turned his head and saw Mr. Zhang standing a few meters away, surrounded by several old colleagues of Shenfei. Mr. Zhang was fatter than before, the buttons of his jacket were tightly buttoned, and his hair was combed meticulously. He was exactly the same as when he was sitting in Shenfei's office, knocking on the table and scolding him.
"Mr. Zhang." Li Jianguo smiled and nodded.
"It's really you." Mr. Zhang came over and looked around, "I heard that you went abroad? To Amerikan? Why did you come back?"
He paused, and without waiting for Li Jianguo to reply, he added, "It's not because I can't work there anymore. Come back and find a job."
Several old colleagues nearby also gathered around, some winked at Li Jianguo, some lowered their heads and pretended not to notice, and some smiled awkwardly.
Mr. Zhang patted Li Jianguo on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Old Li, you did a good job with us back then, so you have to go abroad."
"It's good to come back now. Domestic aviation has developed very rapidly in recent years. Even at your age - it's hard to find one."
"Why don't you come over to my place and take a look? Our booth this time is in Area C. If nothing else, we still have things that foreign companies can't learn from."
Li Jianguo smiled and did not refute.
He originally wanted to say that he did not return to China but came to the exhibition with his company.
But he swallowed the words as he spoke. He knew the other person so well that others wouldn't believe him even if he said it.
Not only would Mr. Zhang not believe it, but neither would these old colleagues.
Who would believe that an old engineer who is almost fifty years old and was not even rated as a deputy senior engineer at Shenfei is now the chief engineer of the only F-22 pulse production line in the world?
"I'm here to study and see what new technologies each company has." Li Jianguo nodded and said goodbye.
After taking a few steps, Mr. Zhang whispered in a low voice from behind, "You are still wandering around at this age, so you haven't found your next home yet."
Someone next to me laughed in agreement.
Li Jianguo didn't stop, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.
Zhuhai Port, three o'clock in the afternoon.
Zhou Haisheng has worked in the Zhuhai Port dispatch center for almost twenty years and has seen all kinds of ships.
Container ships, bulk carriers, LNG ships, ro-ro ships, semi-submersible ships, and occasionally foreign warships visit. The process is troublesome. In the past few months, we started to go through diplomatic procedures, with layer upon layer of approvals. On the day of docking, the port was on full alert.
Today, when applying for entry into the port, the information form was filled with "large ro-ro ship, loaded with exhibition equipment and prototypes." The name of the ship was Great Fortune, but the ship's registration was Amerikan, and it applied to dock at the No. 9 berth of Zhuhai Port.
The organizing committee said hello and said that Warhammer Arms Industry packaged the transportation of the exhibits and that all procedures were complete.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhou Haisheng stood on the observation platform on the top floor of the dispatch center with a telescope.
The figure of Great Fortune slowly rises from the horizon.
First the mast, then the island, then the deck.
Zhou Haisheng's hand holding the telescope froze.
Several operators in the dispatch center who were staring at the AIS signal also stopped using their keyboards.
"What is that?" Zhou Haisheng picked up the walkie-talkie, his voice still steady, "Towing the boat, get closer and confirm."
The tow boat moves over.
The pilot's reply rang out on the channel a few seconds later. The voice was full of electric noise, but every word was clearly heard. "Dispatch center! That's not a ro-ro ship! That's a warship! No, that's an aircraft carrier, and the deck is full of fighter jets!"
The entire dispatch center felt like someone had pressed the mute button.
Everyone's scalp was numb and they were in a dilemma.
Stop, the other party has completed the formalities and entered the country legally.
Without stopping, an unknown aircraft carrier loaded with top-notch stealth fighters openly approached the home port, and no one could bear the consequences.
The port director's face was ashen and he ordered sternly, "Report it to the military immediately! We can't handle this matter at all!"
South Sea Fleet headquarters duty room.
The phone rang three times.
The staff officer on duty picked up the call, listened for five seconds, covered the phone and turned to the chief on duty behind him. The expression on his face was extremely complicated, as if he wanted to laugh, but felt that it would be too serious to laugh.
"Sir, the Zhuhai Port dispatch center reports that a Amerikan aircraft carrier is docking at the port, disguised as an air show exhibitor ship."
The officer on duty put down the cup in his hand.
"Amerikan aircraft carrier comes to Zhuhai to participate in the exhibition? Exhibition----aircraft carrier."
United States military aircraft carrier approaches Zhuhai Port? Fully loaded with F-22s? Is this a replica Pearl Harbor sneak attack?
He repeated these words, his face gradually becoming serious. "Let the plane on duty go and take a look."
Soon, Zhuhai airspace.
Two J-11Bs scrambled from coastal airports.
"What, a suspected aircraft carrier appears in our offshore waters?"
"Only one?!"
The lead pilot Wang Haitao once thought the command center was joking with him.
However, he did not dare to neglect and flew the fighter plane to the designated sea area.
Then----the command center heard magical news.
"Excuse me, what is that?"
"Really an aircraft carrier?!"
"The command center, target confirmation, is an aircraft carrier, with an all-through straight deck, a starboard island, and four ejection tracks.
"Not any known first-tier aircraft carrier model."
"Yes, not any known model."
"I'm absolutely certain, absolutely certain."
"Very big, bigger than Ford-class!"
"The deck is full of fighter planes, the model number is----F-22 Raptors stealth fighter!"
"Are they crazy? How can such a fighter plane be put on the ship?"
"The number is about forty to sixty. Repeat, all F-22s."
It took a full five seconds for the command center's reply to arrive, "Are you sure?"
"Command Center, I have been in the Air Force for 12 years and have seen photos of the F-22 10,000 times."
"Silver gray matte stealth paint, diamond-shaped nose, double cambered vertical tails, binary vector thrust nozzles."
"The deck is full of these and there are no other planes. Repeat, there are no other planes."
The command center was silent again.
Five seconds later, another voice inserts into the channel.
"The F-22 is not a carrier-based aircraft. It has no tail hook and cannot land on the aircraft carrier deck. Moreover, it is too heavy and cannot be pushed by steam ejection."
"Lower altitude and confirm again!"
Wang Haitao had to lower its altitude and continue circling for observation.
He watched for half a minute and then reported.
"Command center, there are arresting cables on the deck!"
The more people listened, the more confused they became.
Isn't this a standard aircraft carrier? Why put a heavy fighter like the F-22 on it?
The silence in the command center became longer.
The F-22 is not a carrier-based aircraft and cannot arrest landings.
After flying out, you have to land on the land runway.
The runway for Zhuhai Airshow is nearby.
This means that the landing location of these F-22s can only be Zhuhai Airshow.
"Continue tracking." The channel fell silent.
At the same time, Amerikan Embassy in China received a call.
The ambassador opened his mouth, but his mind went blank.
Zhuhai Port, air show, Great Fortune----
He desperately searched for these keywords in his mind, but there was no impression in his mind.
If it were anyone else, he would have felt that the other person was teasing him.
The ambassador held down the throbbing veins on his forehead and replied seriously, "We will verify it immediately. Please exercise restraint until the verification is completed."
After hanging up the phone, the door was pushed open and the military attache rushed in with a tablet. On the screen was the real-time satellite image of Great Fortune.
It has a fully straight deck, four electromagnetic ejection tracks, and densely packed diamond-shaped noses on the deck.
The ambassador stared at the screen, his pupils shrinking sharply.
He picked up the phone, bypassed the regular foreign affairs procedures, and directly connected to the Pentagon core command room in an encrypted manner.
"I am the ambassador to China and I need to speak to the Minister of Defense immediately."
Pentagon, Office of the Chief of Naval Operations.
The command center was brightly lit in the early morning. On the big screen was the real-time satellite image of Great Fortune. Intelligence analysts were zooming in frame by frame on the outline of the fighter planes on the deck.
The confirmation results have come out. Those diamond-shaped noses and double cambered vertical tails are not models.
Five minutes later, the ambassador to China answered the phone and asked, "Can you tell me why there is an aircraft carrier on the west Pacific Ocean, with F-22s on the deck, but the ship's registration is Amerikan."
"I haven't received any notification here. I need to confirm whether this aircraft carrier belongs to us?"
"Impossible, absolutely impossible, how can our aircraft carrier operate alone?" the docking person said swore.
"Then let's find out whose aircraft carrier it is!" The ambassador refused to give up.
"OK, OK, I'll check it for you right now." The operator called up spy satellite images of the same sea area.
The deck is densely packed with silver-gray fighters with rhombus-shaped noses and twin cambered vertical tails.
I checked it with my eyes and saw that it was a genuine F-22 fighter jet.
After another look, there's nothing wrong with it.
"Wait! Why are the F-22 fighter planes up there?!"
"Also, what kind of aircraft carrier is this? Why haven't I seen it before?!"
"Damn it, did someone steal the aircraft carrier we built in secret?!"
"Quick! Find out where this ship came from!"
Five minutes later, all the ship's registration information, ownership change records, and route declaration documents were retrieved.
When the call was connected, Jensen's voice was hoarse and urgent. "Fu! Is that aircraft carrier full of F-22s on the sea yours?"
Fu Haoran said calmly, "No."
Jensen just breathed a sigh of relief.
The next second, Fu Haoran added, "That is a large amphibious assault ship, and it is not an aircraft carrier according to the regulations."
Jensen blood pressure soared. "Okay! Is the boat yours?"
"Yes."
Jensen gritted his teeth. "Tell me, what exactly did you create!"
Fu Haoran said casually, "I made do with a usable amphibious ship and built some fighter planes by the way."
Jensen's brain suddenly shut down, and the volume suddenly increased. "You said you built a ship and dozens of fighter planes?!"
Fu Haoran silently corrected in his mind: It's not dozens, it's hundreds.
He didn't open his mouth to explain, just listened calmly.
Jensen completely broke his defense and his mentality completely collapsed.
"That's an aircraft carrier-class ship! It's an aircraft carrier!"
"You said it's the best! It has the largest tonnage and the most powerful configuration in the world!"
"How many years has it been since our United States produced a brand new mature aircraft carrier?"
"Ford-class? It failed and returned to the factory every three days, which is embarrassing!"
"USS John F. Kennedy? It has been difficult to give birth and has been unable to serve for many years!"
"Look at your efficiency! Look at our military industry! It's so shameful!"
He no longer cares about holding Fu Haoran accountable for its private research and development and illegal production.
There was only one terrifying thought left in his mind.
This ship must not dock at the Chinese port!
For us, this is like a real sheep entering the tiger's mouth, and all core technologies will be exposed!
Jensen was so anxious that he screamed, "Return to the voyage immediately! No docking! Come back to me immediately!"
Fu Haoran said in a slow and drawn-out tone, "Ah? What did you say? The signal is not good, so I can't hear you clearly."
As soon as he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
Fu Haoran said in a deep voice to the communicator, "Great Fortune, proceed at a low speed and steadily, and apply for port docking according to the procedure."
Although the phone was hung up, Jensen couldn't calm down for a long time.
The only word that echoed repeatedly in his mind was the word "aircraft carrier."
That's an aircraft carrier.
It's not a warship model, it's not a concept map, it's not a PPT that the contractors used at the Congressional hearings to deceive the budget.
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It is an aircraft carrier that is actually parked on the sea South China Sea, and the deck is full of fifth-generation aircraft!
Amerikan How many years has it been since there was no new aircraft carrier?
USS Gerald R. Ford How many years did it take from the start of construction to the time it was put into service?
The electromagnetic ejection system is still being repaired.
How long has the Kennedy been lying on the slipway?
The budget was exceeded by billions, and the delivery date was delayed again and again.
The people in Congress are arguing in hearings every day, contractors are blaming each other over budget sheets, and the battle group is waiting in the sky above Pacific Ocean for an aircraft carrier that will never be repaired.
The young man on the other end of the phone quietly built a boat.
An aircraft carrier that is larger than Ford-class and seems to have an electromagnetic ejection device?!
And then drove an aircraft carrier to Zhuhai to participate in the exhibition?!
Jensen believed him if he said he was going to surrender to the enemy.
Jensen took a deep breath, then picked up another phone and dialed the encrypted channel of Pacific Fleet Command.
"Notify Seventh Fleet to send two Destroyer. Follow that ship. Don't get close, don't intercept, don't fire. I will take all the responsibility."
He hung up the phone, picked up another one, and connected to the air force base command center at Japan and Nanbang.
"Kadena Air Base, Osan Air Base all take off and come close for surveillance! Be ready to come close for verification at any time!"
"Once any abnormal movement is discovered on the ship, immediately fly closely with it and target the aircraft carrier at all costs. We must not let it fall into the hands of University of Tokyo!"