What the hell is a private enterprise?

Chapter 482 Inspiring
As soon as Tang Wen stepped out, people outside immediately surrounded him, clearly wanting to know what had happened between him and Joshaim.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my conversation with Mr. Joshaim was very pleasant. The small misunderstanding between us has been completely resolved and we have both decided to forgive each other. An official statement will be released soon!"

"!!"

The media, who were expecting big news, suddenly looked incredulous. The case, which had caused a huge uproar and was rumored to have affected the country's image, was about to be reversed in a short time.

Before the reporters could even process what was happening, the car owners waiting to pick up their vehicles were filled with awe:
That's a Hans BMW. It was already quite impressive that Gekin was able to suppress the opponent by relying on his local power. Now he actually managed to easily get rid of Joshaim.
To reach a reconciliation with the other party, it must at least imply some degree of equality, right?
Tang Wen's image was immediately elevated to a new level in their minds. Based on his strength alone, he was almost qualified to be called the godfather of the private automobile industry.

In this day and age, having a voice on the international stage, and a positive one at that, is something they never even dared to dream of.

Seeing their expressions, Tang Wen's lips also curled up slightly:

What defines a business tycoon?
He couldn't help but think of Hong Kong, just across the water. According to Hughes, although it was far from bankrupt, Cheung Kong Holdings had fallen out of the ranks of giants and could only be considered a first-class company.

Gary Gai's attitude also played a significant role, emboldening many other wealthy businessmen in Hong Kong who, while trying to curry favor with Gai, seized the opportunity to acquire the assets left behind by Cheung Kong Holdings.

Only now did he finally put an end to the assassination attempt in his mind—temporarily.

……

"Nine aircraft? Are you sure it's nine?"

Claude repeatedly confirmed the message, while Marvel, far away in Guyana, answered with certainty on the other end of the phone:
"Yes, I guarantee that every single fighter jet was shot down by our Mirage 2000s, and they saw that this time it was a completely new, larger, and stronger fighter jet, unlike the Gnats!"
The Empire lost a full six F-15s, while our Mirage 2000s emerged unscathed! The Imperial Air Force has now withdrawn due to losses, and our Mirage 2000s are now conducting air defense patrols. The northern rainforest is unobstructed, completely unobstructed!

Marvel stood with his hands on his hips, gripping the phone, eager to make the news public immediately.

As the officer in charge of the Clemenceau fleet that led to its demise, he was ultimately not tried, but instead stripped of his post and exiled to Guyana to oversee a local military base.

However, with all the important equipment and fighter jets withdrawn to China after the war, he was left without any support, which was practically tantamount to ruining his future as the commander of an aircraft carrier group.

Fate is fickle. With the implementation of the empire's southward strategy, eight Mirage 2000s were sent from the mainland as a token gesture. Who knew they would pick up such a huge bargain!

Meanwhile, Claude was also extremely excited, because he was more in favor of cooperating with the Empire in the current cabinet, including reaching an agreement to promote the Watson-Larr Agreement, and this auxiliary operation was of course also driven by him.

However, now, this is all thanks to his brilliant guidance, and the fact that eight Mirage 2000s have played a greater role than 25 F-15s!
“Marvel, send me the photos or other materials you have collected immediately. This will boost the morale of the nation and restore our lost reputation!”

"understand!"

……

"The Imperial Air Force was trapped, but the Mirage 2000 came to its rescue and annihilated the Han Air Force."

"The Gallic Rooster annihilated nine enemy aircraft without suffering any casualties, while the Empire suffered heavy losses."

"Imperial Air Minister Wayne requests the Guyanese Air Force to take over air defense."

"..."

"Look, look, is this the Air Force's achievement?"

Johnson read out several newspapers in an exaggerated tone, then said to the attendants on both sides: "Our air force has E3s, EF-1111As and the most advanced F-15 heavy fighter squadrons, yet we can't even compare to a few outdated Mirage 2000s."

It's ridiculous that our soldiers are now relying on pheasants for air defense.

Seeing Wayne's face growing increasingly dark, Rams had no choice but to speak up and stop him:

"Jay, that's enough!"

Johnson reluctantly stopped talking, but still added:
"Those two EF-111As were forced to approach too closely because of their inferior performance. If Wayne had lent me an EA-6B, this would never have happened."

"The hen has completely taken the credit!"

Huai En had been holding it in since last night, but seeing the newspaper still made him lose his composure.

What's even more infuriating is that this isn't just tabloid fabrication, it's from the Fat News Agency!
"Fiknius! It's Fiknius! Even a novice pilot would know that our lad is fighting desperately against the enemy. The enemy has lost its maneuverability and is about to be shot down. Otherwise, the Mirage 2000 could have taken advantage of the situation."
Damn it, I should have called them half an hour later!

"Stop talking!"

Rams abruptly interrupted him:
"Facts are facts, and we know them ourselves. The most important thing now is new intelligence! Technical experts found some relatively clear fragments in the pods of the fighter jets last night, and the comparison results are in."

He tossed him a still-warm medical report, which the two of them immediately flipped to the last page and squeezed together to read the summary at the end:

After identification, this fighter jet was found to be highly similar to the "improved ME262" discovered in Antarctica. Judging from the wing layout, it has the ability to fly at Mach 1.2 to 1.5 and is equipped with solid rocket propulsion.

Below is an image captured from a video recorded by an electro-optical pod. The main subject is a fighter jet that is performing the incredible Cobra maneuver by activating its solid rocket motors; only a roughly triangular black silhouette can be seen.

Next to it is a hand-drawn reconstruction by technical experts based on the debris found in Antarctica, which is almost identical to the actual object.

After reading the report, Huai En suddenly realized:

"No wonder our pilots said that the maneuvers of those fighter jets were completely unreasonable. Even the Su-37 has a very dangerous gap when doing such super-maneuvers, but these strange things are completed almost instantly, like... sharp angle turns. If it were rocket boosters, it would make sense."

The thrust of rocket boosters can be far greater than that of jet engines with afterburner, and when combined with the original thrust of the engine, the thrust-to-weight ratio of those Han aircraft at the time may have exceeded 2! That's why they were able to launch a surprise attack that caught the F-15 off guard.

"There's more."

Rams' expression became even more serious:
“Remember that pilot named Matthew who claimed that those fighter jets dodged missiles by weaving through the bushes, and you thought it was just an illusion because it was dark at the time.”

"That's true."

"Then let me tell you, based on footage from several F-15s, this is probably true."

These words sent chills down the spines of Wayne and Johnson. While skimming the sea at extremely low altitudes was somewhat tolerable, weaving through the trees...

"How can it be?"

"They have already created too many impossibilities. Now, let's find those wreckages and analyze their secrets."

(End of this chapter)