At that moment, Blach had only one thought: MMP. Should I say it or not?
After that mysterious aircraft's stunt, how the hell were they supposed to hold their exercise?
Of course, they could still go through the motions, but what would that achieve? What happened to rattling the tiger's cage?
He had no idea whether the tiger had been rattled, but he certainly had.
Damn, if Huaxia has a devastating weapon like this, how is anyone supposed to compete? Fully controllable stealth technology that even our most advanced radar can't detect? They're flipping the whole damn table.
If that earlier anti-missile exercise had merely raised suspicions among the Americans, Blach now felt he had pretty much all the proof he needed.
Their detection of the other side's bomber earlier could not possibly have been caused by a technical malfunction. The Pilot had definitely done it deliberately. Quite apart from anything else, the Pilot's calm, unhurried reply was enough to confirm that conclusion.
They came here specifically to throw their weight around!
Until someone found a way to counter that stealth technology, absolutely no one would dare provoke Huaxia.
This was far more than a single stealth technology. Its capabilities were simply too powerful.
Several months earlier, Huaxia had already applied the technology to missiles and delivered a resounding slap to the U.S. Navy's face. Now it had been applied to aircraft as well, and had become controllable.
What did that mean? It meant Huaxia was aggressively expanding the technology's applications.
If this stuff could be used on missiles and bombers, why couldn't it be used on fighter jets, tankers, Reconnaissance Aircraft, warships, and submarines? Imagine engaging Huaxia only to find that every enemy was invisible. That would drive anyone mad.
They would not even need many such weapons. A