The Grandmother in the Siheyuan

Chapter 497: A famous teacher
The aero-engine development at Dijun Company is in full swing, and the workload is already close to 50%. Liu Hua divided the team into two groups, with one group working on the detonation engine; otherwise, the progress would be even faster.

Liu Hua was thinking that if Ma Shan didn't call tonight, he would definitely come looking for him tomorrow.

Before he could finish thinking, the phone rang. Looking at the caller ID, it was Ma Shan.

Liu Hua joked, "You really can't keep a secret. I thought you would come looking for me again tomorrow morning."

"Don't you see? The US has already deployed fifth-generation fighters, while our J-10 is only a fourth-generation fighter."

Liu Hua said with a smile, "Have you ever thought about why their F-22s would enter service at this time?"

"Once you have it, you can put it into service."

Liu Hua shook his head: "Is it possible that we put too much pressure on them, and their fighter jets couldn't gain an advantage over our J-10, so they had no choice but to put the F-22 into service?"

“That’s definitely part of the reason, but we can’t dwell on the past,” Ma Shan said anxiously. “The most important thing is how to deal with the current crisis.”

"Don't worry, this isn't something that can be dealt with in a day or two," Liu Hua said with a smile. "Let's find a place to have a good talk tomorrow."

"Let's not wait until tomorrow," Ma Shan said impatiently. "I'll have someone pick you up. We'll have some food and drinks at our guesthouse, and we can have a good chat."

Half an hour later, a military vehicle stopped in front of Liu's house, and Liu Hua, dressed in loose home clothes, was picked up.

Upon arriving at the guesthouse, Ma Shan had already prepared food and drinks. The dishes weren't anything fancy, just simple home-style fare. But the wine was absolutely top-notch—twenty-year-old Moutai.

"You've finally arrived! The aroma of this wine is irresistible. If you hadn't come, I would have drunk it myself first."

After finishing three dishes, Ma Shan took a bite of food and said, "We've known each other for so many years, and I know you, Liu Hua, quite well. Logically speaking, you should be quite anxious, so why do you seem indifferent to the US's fifth-generation fighter jet?"

"First, I don't think his fifth-generation fighter jet is as powerful as he advertises." Liu Hua said with a smile, "The US is on the decline, especially in its research and development capabilities. I don't know if you've been following the US NASDAQ, but now their hot money is flowing into internet stocks, so naturally there's not much left for research and development."

Liu Hua also took a bite of food: "Moreover, the United States is now actively deindustrializing. Relying on their Wall Street, they are now actively preparing to build themselves into a financial nation."

Deindustrialization? A financial state?

Liu Hua nodded: "Both of these things are of great benefit to us."

"What's the benefit?"

Liu Hua smiled and said, "Deindustrialization, but not industrial products. They still need to live their lives. Who will produce those industrial products? Only we in the world can undertake that. Wouldn't that be of great benefit to our industrial development? Most importantly, after deindustrialization, do you think they can still produce these high-end fighter jets and weapons domestically?"

Ma Shan shook his head: "If we go completely out of the way, we probably won't even be able to produce a screw."

“A financial nation.” Liu Hua smiled. “A country that relies on finance for its livelihood is the most absurd thing. If it wants to maintain its strength, it can only use financial means to harvest the world. The first thing it will harvest is its allies, because it will take a lot of effort to harvest us. Acquiring allies is just a piece of cake.”

Ma Shan's eyes lit up as he said, "I understand what you mean. Once he has reaped the benefits of his allies, the country will plummet and will no longer have the extra energy and resources to invest in scientific research." "Absolutely right."

"You just mentioned first place, is there a second one?"

Liu Hua smiled and nodded: "Of course there is a second one. They are due to go to war, and they are going to have a major war."

How do you know they're going to war?

"How many years has the United States not fought a war since its founding?" Liu Hua asked with a smile. "There are few times of peace. In addition, when Bill was in office, I solved their fiscal deficit problem. Now their country has money in its pocket. Those arms companies are envious. Even if Bush, who has taken office, does not want to fight, the interest groups behind him will encourage him to fight."

"That makes sense." Ma Shan slapped his thigh. "I just don't know where to strike, and what the cost will be?"

"Don't worry, this time they will definitely get bogged down in a quagmire, and the price they pay will be even greater than in the 1960s."

"You seem to know very well."

"Can't we analyze this?" Liu Hua said with a smile. "The two biggest interest groups behind Bush's party are the military industry and the energy industry. The military industry needs them to fight wars so that they can get arms orders."

“I understand. The energy industry needs them to seize oil-producing areas.” Ma Shan pointed south: “So this time, their target is still in the Middle East.”

“That’s right. The interest groups behind Bush and his group also include the financial industry. This is the squid’s private territory.” Liu Hua said disdainfully, “You should know that there are squid countries in the Middle East. They also need the big US to stir up trouble in that area so that they have hope of expansion.”

"Killing three birds with one stone," Ma Shan sighed. "A war basically satisfies all his financial backers, so it's not a bad deal for capital to support him as president."

"I reckon he'll pick the toughest nut to crack this time."

"where?"

Liu Hua said with great joy, "They might just repeat the same mistake they made back then, in the same place where the Russian bears fell."

Ma Shan gasped, "That place is not easy to fight in, it's the graveyard of empires."

"That's precisely why we should be happy. They will be facing an endless stream of guerrillas." Liu Hua asked with a smile, "The Americans' tactics may have to change. Just think back to how the Japanese dealt with our guerrillas during the War of Resistance against Japan."

"Pacification warfare." Ma Shan clapped his hands. "If they really change their main tactics, it will be extremely advantageous for us."

"Cheers!" Liu Hua raised his glass and said, "Consider this an early celebration; I can't wait any longer."

Ma Shan slammed his hand on the table: "I'm also getting impatient, but I don't know what excuse the Americans are planning to use. They can't just come up with something without a legitimate reason, can they? They care about that too."

"That's easy. They've made so many enemies in the Middle East," Liu Hua said confidently. "We can just find some organization, incite them to do some terrorist activities, and we'll have a pretext."

(End of this chapter)