Two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhuhai Airshow main venue lecture hall.
The hall, which can accommodate 3,000 people, was packed with seats. The aisles on both sides and the back steps were full of people. Even the door of the lecture hall was crowded with reporters carrying cameras, tiptoeing their heads inside.
In the middle were military delegations from various countries, heads of military industrial enterprises, and even members of the Middle Eastern royal family who usually only appeared at international defense exhibitions, all sitting in VIP seats.
The back row was filled with cameras from hundreds of media outlets from around the world. The sound of the shutter never stopped before the opening, like heavy rain hitting the iron sheet.
Behind the backstage curtain, Li Jianguo's speech was wet with sweat from the palms of his hands, and his face was filled with a tangled expression of "I really can't do it." "Mr. Fu----I really can't do it."
Li Jianguo found that his calves were beginning to tremble unconsciously. "Mr. Fu, you know, I have been a deputy commander at Shenfei for twenty years, and I have not even been promoted to a senior position. I have been sitting in the laboratory drawing blueprints all my life. You want me to announce the price of the fifth-generation aircraft in front of the defense ministers and media all over the world?"
"I'm afraid it might ruin our place!"
Fu Haoran rolled his eyes and cursed wildly in his heart: If you don't go up, how can I do it? If I go up and show my cowardice to these old foxes, that would be really embarrassing.
Of course, you, the technical director, must take the blame for any uncertainties.
Fortunately, the castration skills I brought with me from Warhammer World this time were good enough, otherwise I really wouldn't have been able to control the situation.
Despite the slander, Fu Haoran put away his carelessness, patted Li Jianguo on the shoulder, and said sincerely, "Old Li, if you don't push yourself, you will never know where your upper limit is."
"Back then, you worked at Shenfei for half your life, but you were robbed of your credit and replaced by someone else who was in the top position. You would just slam the door and leave, hiding in the laboratory and sulking."
"You have learned a lot, but your salary is not worthy of your efforts. Do you still want to live like this?"
"I----" Li Jianguo didn't know how to refute, Fu Haoran's words touched his heart.
"Now, the people who stepped on you back then are sitting in the audience watching you. The most powerful people in the world who know the most about military industry are sitting here waiting to listen to your lectures."
"This is a highlight moment that only belongs to you. If you miss it, it will never happen again in your life."
"In this life, if you don't give it a try, how can a bicycle become a Land Rover?"
Li Jianguo looked down at the gilded words "Warhammer Arms Industry Chief Technology Officer" on the exhibitor badge on his chest, as if he had made some kind of determination.
"Yes, I am a person with only one foot in the coffin. If I don't push myself, what chance will I have in the future?"
He remembered Mr. Zhang slamming the table and scolding his plan as "too radical and unrealistic"; he recalled his wife's words during the quarrel, "You're a doctor, and you don't even have half the potential of others"; he remembered the boss's sneer on the phone, "Do you have what it takes? Stop messing around."
He turned the exhibition card to the front, took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Fu, I understand, leave it to me."
After saying that, he turned around and opened the curtain, facing the dazzling spotlight, and walked up to the podium step by step, quite a bit tragic like the wind rustling and Yi Shuihan.
"Boss, is this the execution ground?" Tychus held the unlit Cigar in his mouth and couldn't help complaining, "I don't think the execution ground where I went to Adeptus Arbites was so tragic."
Fu Haoran glanced at him sideways and said, "You don't understand, people are thin-skinned, and if they mess up, they will be dead. If you mess up, you can only drink one more sip at night and forget about it."
Tychus thought about it and felt that there was nothing wrong with it. He smiled and said, "Then why don't you do it yourself? Aren't you pretty good at deceiving me?"
Fu Haoran said angrily, "I never deceive customers when selling products. This is the bottom line as a businessman."
He added in his mind: Mainly because he has no experience in this area.
The spotlight shone on Li Jianguo, and thousands of pairs of eyes in the audience focused on it.
Li Jianguo looked at the dense crowd of people in the audience, his Adam's apple rolled up, and he still stumbled in his opening words, with the embarrassment of a technical geek. "Hello everyone, I am the chief technology officer of DYB Warhammer Arms Industry, Li ---- Jianguo."
There was a burst of polite applause from the audience, with a few chuckles in it.
The faces of General Jensen and Lockheed Martin executives in the front row had no expression on their faces, even with a bit of disdain.
The Lockheed Martin people gathered together and whispered, not loudly, but just enough to be heard by the people around them. "Warhammer Arms Industry found an unknown old engineer to come out to support the scene. It seems that he really has no technical background."
"Oh, it's just a piece of junk that was stolen from our abandoned production line and scraped together here and there. I dare say it is innovative and self-researched."
"Just wait and see. The parameters will be reported later. They must all be water-filled PPT data. It will break as soon as you poke it."
Jensen How can we not see their little thoughts?
The more Martin behaves like this, the more worried he is about the threat posed by Warhammer Heavy Industries.
Perhaps after telling too many lies, Martin's people actually believed him and showed a relaxed expression.
But when Li Jianguo pressed the remote control and the fighter plane parameter page popped up in the PPT, everything changed.
No more stuttering, no more nervousness, no more awkwardness.
In his own professional field, Li Jianguo's eyes were filled with the certainty and confidence of a technician, and he spoke at a steady pace with clear words, "Today, we officially release to the world, DYB Warhammer Arms Industry's first mass-produced fifth-generation stealth fighter Warhammer F-22 variant."
"This aircraft is equipped with our self-developed gallium nitride active phased array radar, with a maximum air detection range of 320 kilometers. It can track 200 air targets at the same time, lock 16 high-threat targets simultaneously, and guide 8 medium- and long-range Air-to-Air Missile to carry out multi-target strikes."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a commotion in the audience.
Someone raised their hands and shouted, "Impossible! The F-35's radar detection range is less than 200 kilometers. How can your radar be so powerful? It must be filled with water!"
"Yes! Anyone who can't write PPT parameters can demonstrate it on the spot!"
Doubts came one after another, and Europe military industry representatives nodded in agreement, obviously not believing the data.
Li Jianguo was already prepared and raised his hand to signal for silence. "Since everyone has questions, let's demonstrate on the spot."
He spoke into the intercom.
A few seconds later, the large screen behind the lecture hall suddenly switched to a real-time radar view of a Warhammer F-22 on the tarmac.
On the screen, densely packed light spots were clearly visible, marking each target's model, altitude, speed, and heading. From the civilian airliner dozens of kilometers away, to the patrol helicopter more than a hundred kilometers away, and even two hundred kilometers away, the two F/A-18E/Fs that had just taken off from the USS Ronald Reagan aircraft carrier were all accurately marked.
The whole place fell silent instantly.
Everyone was staring at the big screen, shock written on their faces.
This is not a PPT parameter, this is real real-time detection data!
Behind the curtain, Fu Haoran leaned against the wall, looked at the screen, and silently complained in his heart, "Although I can't get the radar I want in 2K World, Warhammer World can still use it after modifying it with Auspex."
Li Jianguo looked at the silent crowd in the audience and continued to read, "Integrated full-band electronic countermeasures system, with a maximum jamming distance of 150 kilometers, can achieve full-band suppression and countermeasures against enemy radars and communication links, and its anti-jamming capability far exceeds that of active fighters of the same level.
"The entire aircraft adopts a modular design, with four mission modules: air control, ground attack, sea attack, and electronic warfare. It can be quickly replaced within 4 hours, adapting to different combat scenarios, and the transition maintenance efficiency is increased by 70%."
"With the pilot rapid training system based on brain-computer interface, the complete training cycle for fifth-generation aircraft pilots can be shortened from the conventional 3-5 years to 3 months, significantly reducing the threshold and cost of pilot training."
"The fuselage has redesigned its load-bearing structure and uses a new carbon fiber material we call "Plastisteel", which can significantly reduce reliance on stealth coatings."
"At the same time, the new fuselage is equipped with an enhanced carrier-based arresting tailhook, which can be adapted to the electromagnetic ejection and arresting landing of aircraft carriers. It can be used in both land-based and ship-based scenarios, and solves the core defect of the original F-22 being unable to board the ship."
Every time a parameter was read out, there was a chorus of gasps from the audience.
Europe Representatives of several old military industrial companies looked at each other, cursing in their hearts.
They have been selling weapons for a lifetime, and the parameters on the PPT are filled with at least 30% water. If they can reach the nominal 70% in actual combat, they are considered the conscience of the industry. This is an unspoken rule in the global military trade circle.
But the little-known Li Jianguo in front of me not only reported tougher parameters than the last one, but also gave a demonstration on the spot. There was no trace of moisture at all. This was not to ruin the place, but to flip the table!
Li Jianguo paused, looked at the commotion in the audience, and raised his hand to signal for silence.
The noisy lecture hall fell silent for an instant. He looked at the audience and continued in a stiff tone, "I know there will be people who question the authenticity of these parameters."
"Here I make a formal commitment to the world: During the exhibition, all mass-produced models on display will undergo full-dimensional performance testing by official agencies and third-party authoritative testing laboratories in any country around the world."
"Flight test verification, live-fire target shooting, radar performance testing, electronic countermeasures capability testing, the entire process is open without any restrictions."
"If the actual measured core performance deviates from the parameters released this time, we promise to provide a full refund and bear all the testing costs of the testing party."
As soon as these words came out, the whole place exploded.
Representatives of European United States military industrial enterprises turned green.
This is no longer breaking industry rules, this is directly overturning the PPT selling and parameter filling tables that have been used in the global military trade circle for decades!
Who will dare to believe those water injection parameters in the future?
Who will pay for those sky-high-priced fighters with numerous political conditions tied to them?
In the corner, Mr. Zhang huddled in the seat of the Shenfei delegation, his face as white as paper, and his whole body was covered in cold sweat.
He finally understood that the plan he called Li Jianguo as "too radical and unrealistic" was not a fantasy, but someone actually made something.
Of course, this is not the key.
Mr. Zhang knows very well that after the Group Year, Li Jianguo will become famous in the industry, and soon someone will find out about him and know that he forced away the talent----
As the saying goes, whatever you fear will come to you.
Mr. Zhang's cell phone suddenly vibrated wildly in his pocket. He hurriedly took out his cell phone and walked to the corner of the venue. When he saw the number, it was from the group headquarters!
Zhang Jiyang's heart skipped a beat. Why did the group headquarters call him for no reason?
Or at this time?!
He hid in the fire escape and answered the phone. An unceremonious voice came from the other side. "Zhang Jiyang! Can you explain to me why a core technical talent like Comrade Li Jianguo resigned from our institute and went to an overseas military industrial enterprise?!"
"Now the group headquarters has received the report and is launching a special investigation to ask about the complete resignation process. As the leader in charge at the time, you must cooperate throughout the process!"
"After research and decision by the party committee of the group, you will be suspended for inspection from now on. All your duties and authority will be suspended until the investigation is completed. You have created Messy Situation on your own, and you have to find a way to solve it yourself!"
After the other person finished speaking, he immediately hung up the phone without giving Zhang Jiyang any chance to defend himself.
Zhang Jiyang slid down and sat down against the cold wall, his face ashen. He only had one thought in his mind: It's over, it's all over.
Even if no other problems can be found in the investigation, he will never be able to take off the label of poor management that has led to the loss of core talents. The position of general manager is completely over.
The press conference continues.
The PPT finally jumped to the final sales page. The huge number filled the entire screen, which was extremely dazzling under the spotlight:
70 million US dollars per frame!
Li Jianguo was also a little surprised. Every time he read a sentence, he had to lower his head and check the manuscript in his hand, for fear of saying a wrong number. It was completely a technician's jerkiness and caution when facing commercial terms. "This - this price includes the fighter body, a full set of logistics and maintenance equipment, consumable spare parts for three years, and the full-process training fee for two pilots until the pilots can complete combat flights independently."
"Payment - payment method, only full cash payment is accepted, installments and barter are not accepted. There are 147 units in stock this time, first come first served, while stocks last, no reservations are accepted."
"All models are sold without any additional conditions, are not bundled with a lifetime logistics maintenance agreement, and do not limit usage scenarios.
No restrictions on resale scope."
The moment the numbers popped up, the entire lecture hall fell into deathly silence.
You can hear the needle drop.
The price of 70 million US dollars is only half of the public price of the United States military F-35 fighter jet. It also includes a full set of maintenance, pilot training, no political ties, and supports full-process third-party testing.
This is no longer cost-effective, this is a blow to dimensionality reduction.
Five seconds later, the entire lecture hall exploded like a thunderbolt.
The first to move was the Middle East delegation in the front row.
The Saudi Arabia purchasing officer in white robes spoke directly, his thick Arabic accent coming out through the translator. "What's the fastest delivery time!"
Several officers from the Russia delegation took out their encrypted mobile phones at the same time, turned around and squeezed outside the venue.
The leading colonel was dialing a number and reporting quickly into the microphone in Russian. The squeezed-out representative of the country glared at him with dissatisfaction, then turned back and continued to click on the calculator on his laptop.
Europe Representatives from various countries whispered to each other, and the voices surged like a tide from the third row back.
Several Hans gathered around to check the procurement budget sheets in their hands. The Italians nearby had already passed them and squeezed in front of the cordon of the podium. They raised their arms and gestured to the staff on the stage to ask questions, holding the product manual that had just been handed out between their fingers.
"Is pilot training taught in English or multilingual?"
"Is the scope of resale restricted by the laws of the exporting country?"
"How many years will the after-sales spare parts inventory be guaranteed?"
"What are the maintenance standards in extreme environments?!"
Questions in various languages came at the same time from all corners of the lecture hall. The simultaneous interpreters in the venue were jingling. The interpreters spoke as fast as a machine gun and still could not keep up with the speed of the questions.
Li Jianguo stood on the stage, the fingertips holding the microphone were still trembling slightly, looking at the crowd coming under the stage, his mind went blank for a moment.
He had been sitting in the laboratory drawing drawings for twenty years in his life, and he had never seen such a battle before.
But when he heard the questions from the audience, which were all about the technical details, maintenance standards, and training system that he had spent countless days and nights on, the panic in his heart was instantly suppressed.
His stuttering and embarrassment disappeared. He held the microphone and answered clearly one by one, without any ambiguity. Every number and every promise was ringing.
The noise in the audience became smaller and smaller, and everyone stared at Li Jianguo on the stage. The doubts in their eyes slowly turned into shock, and finally turned into uncontrollable enthusiasm.
Only the position of the Amerikan delegation remained silent.
Jensen leaned on the chair, looked at Li Jianguo on the stage, then glanced sideways at the pale-faced Lockheed Martin global general manager Samuel, and slowly closed his eyes.
He only had one thought in his mind, "Lockheed Martin, these idiots, with tens of billions of R&D funding from Congress every year, can't do as good as a newly established company."
"For decades, they have used water-injected parameters to deceive Congress, deceive allies, deceive the whole world, and finally deceive themselves."
Just when the excitement reached its peak, Li Jianguo suddenly raised his hand and signaled the audience to be quiet again.
The noisy lecture hall fell silent for an instant, and everyone looked at him, wondering what other bombshell he would drop.
"Here, I want to tell you something frankly."
"Our team has tried countless times, but has never been able to reproduce the core indicator of the thrust-to-weight ratio of 10 announced by the Pratt & Whitney company's F119-PW-100 engine at a 1:1 ratio."
The audience fell silent for a moment.
Senior executive Samuel of Lockheed Martin and former F-22 chief engineer Gregory had sneers on their faces at the same time.
Of course, it cannot be reproduced. That nominal data has been compiled from the beginning. In order to win the Air Force engine contract, Pratt & Whitney "optimized" the thrust-to-weight ratio from a little over 7 points all the way to over 10. They know better than anyone else.
Of course, it is impossible for this group of people to reproduce the so-called "original performance" based on fake data.
At the same time, Fu Haoran behind the curtain sighed, "The old beauty is really Genestealer. The information I stole is all fake. Even if I ask Tech-Priest Kallen to reproduce it, the test data will always be lower than the nominal value."
"That's right. After all, Locke Sid Martin and Pratt & Whitney have hundreds of years of technical accumulation. It's normal for me to be confused for a while."
"But it doesn't matter. It can be used if the engine of Thunderhawk Gunship is castrated."
"Speaking of which, those Tech-priests are really useless. They only know how to build and cannot adjust them. They can't even bring out half of the performance of the RX-92-00 Mars composite rocket/afterburning turbofan engine. I just made the JARVIS a castrated version and it meets the requirements."
"That's right. They can only copy the gourd and draw the scoop. It's normal if they don't know how to adjust."
From the beginning to the end, Fu Haoran, who is too kind, never thought that the data of the United States was fraudulent.
On the stage, Li Jianguo turned to the engine comparison page and introduced, "For this reason, our self-developed engine has a higher afterburner thrust-to-weight ratio than the original Pratt & Whitney F119 Engine, the overhaul interval is longer than the original Pratt & Whitney engine, and the fuel efficiency is also higher."
"In other words, it is more fuel-efficient, more durable and has greater thrust than the original F-22 engine."
What?
Lockheed Martin can't laugh anymore.
"In order to achieve the designed flight performance of a fighter jet, we gave up replicating the original engine and replaced it with a civilian castrated version of our self-developed RX-92-00 Warhammer turbofan/rocket composite engine."
"This engine has a maximum level flight speed of Mach 3 in the atmosphere and a maximum range of 4,000 kilometers on full fuel."
Fu Haoran silently completed the unspoken words in his mind. "The original engine can directly push fighter planes into low-Earth orbit, enabling interstellar combat. If I only paid $70 million for the full version, I would be at a huge loss."
As soon as the words fell, the whole place fell silent.
The sneer on Samuel's face froze instantly. The water glass in Gregory's hand hit the ground with a clang, and the water spilled all over his pants without even noticing.
They know better than anyone that the true push-to-weight ratio of F119 Engine is only about 7.0, not even 8.
Their self-developed engine, a castrated version for civilian use, has completely crushed the "world's top aviation engine" that they have been touting for decades.
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Davis, the chief test pilot of United States military who had flown before, suddenly sat upright in his chair and suddenly realized what he was doing.
No wonder during the test flight, I always felt that this aircraft had more thrust, faster acceleration, and easier maneuverability at the extreme end. It turns out that the engine is not the same thing at all!
After a brief silence in the lecture hall, there was an even crazier commotion than before.
The princes of the Middle East have already asked the accompanying financial team to calculate the full budget on the spot, and they can't wait to rush to the stage to sign the contract and pay.
Russian technical experts gathered in a group and frantically discussed the technical possibilities of this self-developed engine.
Europe The representatives of the military industry were ashen-faced. They knew that no one would value their military products for a long time in the future.
With a dark face, Jensen called the adjutant to his side, lowered his voice, and ordered through gritted teeth, "Call the garrison headquarters of Tokyo and Seoul immediately."
"Inform the defense ministers of South Korea and Japan and ask them to immediately lead a team to the exhibition to purchase this fighter jet."
The adjutant was stunned for a moment and asked subconsciously, "General, don't we purchase it ourselves?"
"Buy it with your own money? You can't afford to lose this person." Jensen sneered, his eyes full of calculations, "Let the allies pay and put the things with them, but we have the final say on the right to use it? The president has already made it clear, let the allies be taken advantage of."
The adjutant nodded immediately, turned around and walked out of the venue quickly.
However, the two godsons who received the notice had completely opposite plans.