Research on Fourth Generation Machines

Chapter 53 Research on Fourth-Generation Fighters

Zhao Mang was taken aback at first, then his gaze fell on the wall next to him that had been punched through, and he immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

"Reiford, do you know the serious consequences of firing a shot at the arsenal?"

Lei Fu pointed his gun directly at Zhao Mang and roared, "I don't care about the consequences! You destroyed the data on the air defense missile system, I'm going to kill you today!"

The people around were stunned by the scene and rushed forward to stop it.

Lei Fu roared, "Anyone who dares to stop me, I'll beat them up! Get the hell out of my way, I'm going to kill this bastard today!"

Just when the situation was at its most tense, as if an uncontrollable situation was about to erupt at any moment!

A black sedan with a very unusual license plate crashed into the crowd with an almost drifting, frantic maneuver, before slamming on the brakes.

Before the car had come to a complete stop, the back door was forcefully pushed open, and a figure dressed in a crisp, high-ranking uniform of the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, with a dignified expression, quickly darted out. It was none other than Wang Ji, the director of the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics.

Upon hearing the news, he rushed over without stopping, fearing that Zhao Mang might cause some serious trouble.

Unexpectedly, they arrived too late; Lei Fu had already fired his gun.

Wang Ji quickly stepped forward to stop him: "Old Lei, Old Lei, please don't act rashly!"

Lei Fu forcefully shoved Wang Ji aside and roared angrily.

"That bastard upstairs destroyed our Dragon Country's air defense missile system! Do you think I should kill him?"

"What?"

Wang Ji was stunned. He looked up at Zhao Mang and shouted, "You bastard, get down here right now! What's going on?"

Zhao Mang then came to his senses and was surprised to see Wang Ji appear. He immediately ran downstairs in a flash.

"Chief, what brings you here?"

"Snapped!"

Wang Ji raised his hand and slapped him across the face: "If I hadn't come, you would have turned the world upside down!"

Zhao Mang, after being slapped, looked aggrieved and protested, "Chief, I really didn't! I was just following the rules. They violated regulations by firing anti-aircraft missiles at the arsenal, and I was just conducting a routine interrogation!"

"nonsense!"

Wang Ji slapped him again: "Do you think I'm an idiot? The minister of the Yanjing headquarters personally called me, asking me to release him. This matter has even reached the General Military Region, and you still think you're not wrong? Huh?!"

After saying that, he quickly turned to Lei Fu and apologized, "I'm so sorry, I really didn't expect that bastard to do such a thing!"

Lei Fu, however, showed no mercy: "Go apologize to Wu Zu yourself! Also, your Security Bureau must take full responsibility for the data on the air defense missile system! I think you should just take off your clothes and go to headquarters to explain yourself!"

Wang Ji nodded quickly, then looked around and asked, "—Excuse me, which one of you is Comrade Wu Zu?"

Everyone turned their gaze toward Wu Zu.

Wang Ji was taken aback and asked in confusion, "Um—little friend, your father is Wu Zu, right?"

Wu Zu frowned, looked at the other person, and said, "I am Wu Zu!"

"What? You—you're Wu Zu?"

Wang Ji could hardly believe his ears; he was completely stunned.

How is this possible?

How did a little kid manage to take down an anti-aircraft missile system?

Is this a joke?!

At this moment, Lei Fu, who was standing next to him, nodded and introduced, "Let me introduce you. This is Wu Zu, the inventor of the Type 99A main battle tank and the HQ-7 Red Flag air defense missile system!"

As the director of the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, the chief accountant naturally had heard of the Type 99A main battle tank, since many of the related technologies were on file with the Bureau.

But to his utter surprise, the inventor of the Type 99A main battle tank was actually a child.

Seeing the respectful looks on the faces of those around him as they looked at Wu Zu, he immediately realized that this was no small matter.

So he quickly squatted down, forcing a smile, and said, "Um, Ah Zu, on behalf of the Security Bureau, I apologize to you. I'll arrange for your father to be released right away, but this technical data—"

Wu Zu ignored him and turned around directly: "Sorry, go check in that basin! Maybe there's still some that hasn't burned completely. As for the technology of the anti-aircraft missile system, I forgot!"

Wang Ji froze on the spot, growing angrier the more he thought about it, his chest heaving violently.

He stood up and slapped Zhao Mang again.

"Abuse of power! This has led to such a terrible disaster!"

"You almost destroyed China's air defense missile system, you bastard! Pack your bags and get out of here!"

Zhao Mang covered his face, feeling wronged, and wanted to continue explaining.

"Chief—I—"

At this moment, Wu Zu's voice came again.

"I told you, he has to take responsibility for this. Such important documents were damaged; according to the Bureau of Secrecy's regulations, it's not as simple as just being dismissed, is it?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Ji's eyes lit up. Wu Zu was reminding him!

He immediately ordered the officers from the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics: "What are you all standing around for? Arrest Zhao Mang right now and deal with him according to regulations, making sure it's severe!"

"yes!"

"Chief, I'm innocent!"

Zhao Mang turned pale with fright, cold sweat pouring down his face. Before he could finish speaking, he was taken away.

Watching Zhao Mang being taken away, Lei Fu waved to the guards, and they put down their guns.

Not long after, Wu Guodong came out of the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics building, with a trace of blood still on the corner of his mouth.

Upon seeing this, Liu Xuelan immediately rushed over.

"Guodong, what's wrong with you?"

Wu Guodong wiped his mouth and said with a smile, "It's alright now. That bastard deserved it!"

As he spoke, he walked up to Wu Zu and said, "Son, thanks to you!"

Wu Zu smiled and said, "Dad, why are you being so polite with me!"

Wu Guodong sighed, somewhat dejected, and said, "Son, am I really useless? I can't even fight."

Seeing Wu Guodong's dejected appearance, Wu Zu quickly comforted him.

"Dad, what are you saying! No matter how strong one person's fist is, it can't compare to the power of a country."

"Your scientific research is a powerful weapon for the country to fight against foreign countries!"

These words were met with enthusiastic applause.

Immediately afterwards, two voices came from behind the crowd.

"Ah Zu, that's absolutely right! You researchers are the fist that China uses against foreign powers, and our duty is to protect you!"

"That's right, the country is safe because of you. You protect the country, and we protect you!"

Wu Shuanzhu and Feng Zhenliang walked in side by side, and then Feng Zhenliang scanned the crowd.

"We have just communicated with the General Military Region, and they will adjust the confidentiality regulations as soon as possible to better protect researchers and technology."

Wang Ji, standing to the side, nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes, it should have been done a long time ago. This time it's all my fault. I didn't do a good job of persuading him, which allowed Zhao Mang to take advantage of the situation and almost caused serious consequences!"

After saying that, he quickly bowed to Wu Zu.

"On behalf of the Bureau of Secrecy, I sincerely apologize to you and hope you can forgive our mistake. We will definitely reflect on it and learn from it to ensure that a similar situation never happens again."

In response to the apology from the director of the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, Wu Zu simply gave a curt reply.

"I'll think about it."

After saying that, Wu Zu yawned, "It's getting late, I'm going back to sleep, bye!"

Watching Wu Zu wave goodbye and leave, Wang Ji still looked at Wu Guodong and Liu Xuelan with some concern and apologized, asking, "I'm so sorry, but—can Teacher Zu—can he recreate this anti-aircraft missile technology?"

Wu Guodong glanced at Liu Xuelan. "I think Azu wants to see your attitude. If you have a good attitude, he'll definitely figure it out as soon as possible, right, Xuelan?"

Liu Xuelan smiled and nodded: "Yes, Ah Zu is still a child after all. You should know how to soothe a child, right?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Ji's eyes lit up.

"Yes, absolutely! I'll get ready right away and apologize in person tomorrow!"

Wu Zu, back in his dorm room, had just yawned and was about to go to sleep when a system notification suddenly flashed before his eyes.

[Ding! Developed anti-aircraft missile, shot down an American reconnaissance aircraft, and gained 1000 points!]

Upon seeing this notification, Wu Zu felt a surge of joy.

"That's great! I can work on new technologies again!"

But what new technologies should we develop?

Wu Zu couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

What does the country urgently need right now?

What new technologies can I get with these 1000 points?

Just as he was about to open the system interface to take a look, there was a knock on the door.

Wu Zu was slightly taken aback, and then he saw his father's face.

"Dad, it's so late, why aren't you asleep yet?"

Wu Guodong grinned and tiptoed into the room. "Son, Dad wants to discuss something with you."

Seeing Wu Guodong's hesitant manner, Wu Zu became somewhat suspicious.

"Is it a good thing or a bad thing?"

"It's definitely a good thing! Would your dad let you do anything bad?"

"Then why are you acting all mysterious?"

Wu Guodong was speechless for a moment.

Wu Zu took out a box of preserved plum candies from the drawer and handed one to Wu Guodong.

"Dad, just tell me what's wrong."

"As you know, your mother and I have been working on an air defense radar system in a secret research institute in the Northwest."

"I didn't expect you to actually crack this technology. We've essentially completed our mission passively."

"I was thinking—if you don't have anything else to do, could you come with me and your mom to the research institute and explain the relevant technologies to us?"

"Uh—I'll organize the files later!"

But Wu Guodong shook his head: "What I mean is, let's all master these technologies so we can develop even more advanced technologies in the future!"

For example—

"For example, air-to-air missiles, and even more advanced airborne radars —"

Upon hearing this, Wu Zu's eyes lit up immediately.

"Dad, are you guys researching fighter jets?"

Wu Guodong looked at Wu Zu with a shocked expression.

Goodness, my son is amazing! He guessed it right away after I only mentioned two things.

Shh, don't make wild guesses—

However, just as he finished speaking, Wu Guodong suddenly paused for a moment, then patted his head.

"Hey, you're doing such advanced research, why should I keep it from you?"

"Yes, we plan to develop the next generation J-8 fighter jet to enhance our air power. Our research institute is mainly responsible for radar and missile technology."

Upon hearing this, Wu Zu stroked his chin.

"Then why didn't you consider developing a fourth-generation fighter jet directly?"

"Um?"

Wu Guodong stared wide-eyed at Wu Zu: "A fourth-generation fighter jet?"

This term was still somewhat unfamiliar to him, after all, he wasn't a specialist in fighter jet research.

What does "fourth-generation fighter jet" mean?

Seeing Wu Guodong's blank expression, Wu Zu explained: "There is a set of standards for fourth-generation fighters, including stealth capability, supersonic cruise capability, super maneuverability, and super situational awareness. Only fighters that possess these four technologies can be called fourth-generation fighters."

Upon hearing this, Wu Guodong couldn't help but gasp.

He could hardly believe that this little boy, who was only 8 years old, knew so much.

He could understand stealth capabilities, supersonic cruise, and super maneuverability, but this super situational awareness was a bit of a mystery.