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Chapter 248 Hao Jin: Stop thinking about giving me a big one all the time! (Second update!)

Karbala, Iraq.

Sadr, holding the phone, turned to look at Fahbad, who was huddled in front of his computer playing games.

Among this group, Khalid, Hamidi, and Mohammed are considered old-timers.

They can handle guns and bombs, but they can't do those fancy tricks.

He and Ahmed are considered to be of the middle and younger generation, inheriting the old-fashioned ideas of the older generation while learning new technologies.

Fahbad was the youngest in their group, the most adaptable, and the one who enjoyed intense online battles the most.

The amount of information collected was also the largest.

He was also the person best able to judge how much of what Lin Yi said was true and how much was false.

After exchanging a few pleasantries with the person on the other end of the phone, Sadr Jr. left with a "Let me think about it" before hanging up and continuing to keep an eye on Fahbad.

The silent gaze of Sadr made Fahbad, who was playing games with headphones on, feel extremely uncomfortable. He took off his headphones and turned around.

"Could you please stop looking at me?"

Upon hearing this, Sadr looked away and asked:
Do you know about drones?

"..." Fahbad didn't speak, but just looked at people sideways.

Feeling uncomfortable under the sidelong glance, Sader turned his head to the side, covered the microphone, and awkwardly said:
"Lin Yi said that the drone he developed weighs an additional 7.5 kilograms."

"Without a base station, the combat radius is 500 meters; with a base station, the combat radius is 2 kilometers."

"If we disregard everything else, the operational radius is tens of kilometers."

Do you think he's telling the truth or lying?

After figuring out the reason, Fahbad rolled his eyes.
"I have never met Lin Yi, so I can only judge the truthfulness of his words based on our past interactions."

"I think he's telling the truth!"

No sooner had we finished stating our assessment than Sadr on the other side raised another question: "But what kind of drones have such a large difference in combat radius?"

After listening to the question, Fahbad pursed his lips, then began circling in front of the computer, speaking as he did so:
"I need to sort this out before I can explain it to you."

After pacing in front of the computer a few times, Fahbad cleared his mind, dragged a chair over, and sat down opposite Sadr.
"Let's talk about airplanes flown by humans first."

"In the era before satellite positioning, pilots relied heavily on the spatial awareness of both the pilot and the observer when flying an aircraft."

"Throughout the flight, pilots and observers need to constantly check the map and the ground conditions they see in order to confirm their position."

"After satellite positioning, namely America's GPS, Russia's GLONASS, and Europe's Galileo system, the work of observers was gradually replaced by positioning systems."

"Let's get back to drones."

"Take America's Reaper drone as an example. When this thing goes out to fight, it needs satellite positioning and ground signal base station assistance."

"With the help of these two things, their drones can freely enter and exit places without anti-aircraft missiles, then drop a missile and leave gracefully."

"Without these two aids, this drone can only rely on its own sensors, flight control algorithms, and environmental conditions to return to base."

As soon as Fahbad finished stating his conditions, Sadr immediately asked the question that had been bothering him: "Can't the operator see the drone's location from the photos it takes?"

One sentence left Fahbad speechless.

He opened his mouth, unsure how to respond.

After thinking for more than ten seconds and still not figuring out how to respond, he resorted to cursing:

"Are you stupid?"

“Signal base stations can provide drones with positioning, and GPS can too. If both of these disappear, it means the signal connection is interrupted, and you can’t control it at all. How can your operator control the drone? Does he fly out of the base and ride on the drone?”

Are you a pig?

After his outburst of profanities, Fahbad felt refreshed and invigorated. Taking a couple of deep breaths, he steered the conversation back to the drones:

"Now let's talk about Lin Yi's drone!"

"He is Chinese, and he is also a drone operator."

"America is unlikely to provide him with GPS support. Moreover, given his personality, this thing will definitely be used for military purposes in the end."

"America is even less likely to provide him with GPS support, so his drone will only have ground support available."

"If there is no ground support, then we can only rely on the stable signal connection distance between the operator and the drone."

"Within this distance, the operator can control the drone to take off and land stably by using the images transmitted back by the drone and by looking at it."

"This aligns with what you just said: the combat radius is 500 meters without a signal base station and 2 kilometers with a signal base station."

"Then the operational range is tens of kilometers."

At this point, Fahbad stopped speaking, turned around and walked to the table where the computer was, picked up a soda can from the table, and returned to Sadr.

He shook the can, then suddenly smashed it away.

The can hit the wall and bounced back.

It rolled around on the ground a few times, then tumbled down to little Sadel's feet.

He was immediately stomped on by Sadr: "Don't litter!"

"..." Fahbad pressed his hand firmly against his head, managing to suppress the urge to curse.

He spat out a mouthful of air, revealing the flattened aluminum can under his fingers:
"The last few dozen kilometers are just like this soda can I threw out."

"The force I apply to it can send this thing flying several meters, tens of meters, or even hundreds of meters."

"The same applies to drones. I first develop an algorithm. The core of this algorithm is that the computer uses data from auxiliary devices such as gyroscopes and barometers to calculate its current position."

"Then the drone takes off and flies towards the target point at a constant speed for a few minutes or tens of minutes."

"When the time comes and the data matches, the drone will just drop it on the ground, regardless of whether it reaches the target or whether there are people around. If it hits, I'm lucky and the other side is unlucky. If it doesn't hit, I'm unlucky."

"In this way, drones can fly very far, making them ideal for carrying out suicide missions."

"do you understand?"

Under Fahbad's watchful gaze, Sadr nodded earnestly.

Fahbad was pleased to receive his response, which gave him a sense of being an elder, a strange but comfortable feeling.

He turned around, dragging his chair to continue playing the game.

Just as he turned around, Sadr's voice rang out behind him:

"This thing would be really useful for self-destructing attacks with bombs, right?"

These words left Fahbad, who had just been very happy, feeling utterly powerless.

He bent down from his ramrod straight back and nodded helplessly:
"Yes!"

Having gotten the answer he wanted, Sadr picked up his phone and dialed the number listed.

As soon as the call connected, he said impatiently, "Give it to me, I want this!"

"Give me 1000 units first!"

"Let me finish playing first!"

Suzhou.

After hearing the number announced over the phone, Lin Yi nodded in satisfaction. 1000 units. He wouldn't make much more money off Little Sader. The initial batch of drones had high costs, 3000 yuan per unit, and he would only make 2000 yuan from him.

1000 drones would cost 500 million RMB.

The total amount is less than $80.

$80 will bring them unprecedented results; they'll make a killing!
I'm the one who lost out!
After finalizing the details of the deal with Sadr, Lin Yi hung up the phone and immediately sent a new text message to Mao Xiaofei:

[A customer has ordered 1000 units of the "crippled" version; hurry up and get them ready!]

The text message had barely been sent when the other end replied with a question mark.

Just as Lin Yi was about to respond, his phone rang.

It's Hao Jin.

Looking at the flashing names, Lin Yi was completely overwhelmed.

He really wanted to confront Hao Jin and ask him directly, "Don't you go to work?"
Don't you work?
Why do I keep calling myself every day?
But it was just a thought, after all, the other party's position was higher than Zhong Zhenbang's.

Taking a deep breath and calming himself, Lin Yi answered the phone without waiting for the other party to speak, before he could finish:
"Mr. Hao, aren't you at work?"

"I'm at work right now! I'm right outside your company!" There was a momentary pause on the other end of the phone, then Hao Jin's voice rang out quickly again:
"In front of your telecommunications company!"

"You come here right now!"

beep...

Holding his phone, Lin Yi was completely baffled. He couldn't understand why Hao Jin would appear at the telecommunications company's entrance at this time.

Even if it were to appear, it should be in the old factory area.

What is he going there for?
With a puzzled look in his eyes, Lin Yi stuffed his phone into his pocket, turned around, and went out the door.

On his way to the telecommunications company, he called Mao Xiaofei again, but strangely, Mao Xiaofei didn't answer.

A dozen minutes later, he stepped into the telecommunications company. As soon as he entered the gate, he saw the group of people in front of the new office building.

The group of people squatted on the ground in a circle, seemingly looking at something in the center of the circle.

Frowning, Lin Yi quickly moved closer.

He didn't make a sound, so as soon as he got close, the group of people gathered together looked up. In the crowd, he spotted Hao Jin and two other people he didn't recognize.

Seeing him, Hao Jin smiled and waved, "Come here, come here!"

As soon as Lin Yi reached the edge of the crowd, Hao Jin immediately pointed to the drone in front of him:
"Are you always thinking about giving me a big one?"

"Huh?" Lin Yi started to play dumb, babbling incoherently.

In response to his babbling, Hao Jin simply raised his middle finger with a calm expression.

After giving the middle finger, he waved his hand, signaling Mao Xiaofei and the others to leave first.

He then picked up the drone from the ground: "Want to find a place to talk?"

Seeing the way he held the drone, Lin Yi already understood that Hao Jin knew its purpose, and simply pointed upstairs:
"Come upstairs!"

The telecommunications company's new office building is more imposing and taller than the office buildings of the other two companies.

There are nine layers in total.

The hard decoration is finished, and the soft decoration is almost complete.

When they got off the elevator, they ran into the dog supervisor, who barked at them like crazy, and Lin Yi barked back.

After leading the man into the new office, Lin Yi closed the door behind him and leaned against it, asking Hao Jin, "Mr. Hao, aren't you at work?"

Hearing this question again, Hao Jin rolled his eyes:
"I told you, I'm at work right now."

After answering, he turned and pointed to the two people beside him:
"The person on the left is Professor Feng Bowen, an expert in the field of carbonized materials."

"The person on the right is Professor Wen Jiewen, an expert in the field of carbonized materials."

"After I took the documents back that day, people in Yanjing asked me for relevant information, and the leaders were very interested."

"Then, I brought the person over today."

"They want to talk to you."

After introducing the two people, Hao Jin turned around and said to Feng Bowen and the other man:
"Gentlemen, I have a little thing to discuss with this young man. Please step outside for a moment."

I hope you understand!

"I understand, I understand!" Feng Bowen and Lin Yi laughed, waved, turned around, opened the door, and walked out of the office.

The moment the door closed, Hao Jin immediately turned around, pointed at the drone beside him, and asked coldly:
"Can you explain to me what this thing is used for?"

"A 7.5 kg counterweight module!"

"Why don't you replace this thing with 7.5 kilograms of explosives?"

"No, replace this thing with your battery, and then you can make two of those special detonation devices."

"You can go straight to the international arms market and sell cruise missiles!"

"Can you stop thinking about giving me a big one all the time?"

"Do you know what other people thought of me when I told them that your battery material required a burst velocity of 9300?"

"They think I'm an idiot!"

"And now you've come up with this thing? What? You think the world isn't exciting enough?"

Hearing his endless complaints, Lin Yi took a half step back and replied with a smile, "Isn't that just trying to sow discord in America's eyes?"

"You have to support me!"

In short, Hao Jin was speechless.

He now wishes he could sever the river of time, go back in time, and slap his past self for saying those words.

If you kill yourself first, you won't be so passive.

After catching his breath, he patted the drone in his hand again: "What method do you plan to use to solve the positioning problem of this thing?"

"Launch a satellite!"

"Besides satellites?"

"A ground signal base station!"

"Besides ground signal base stations?"

"That won't work. This thing will have to be disposable, like throwing a meat bun to a dog—it's gone forever."

Upon hearing that this thing would be like throwing meat buns to a dog, never to be returned, a trace of regret inexplicably flashed in Hao Jin's eyes.

After carefully touching the drone from top to bottom, Hao Jin spoke softly again:
"It's a bit of a shame that this thing is now disposable."

"You really have the nerve to just throw away tens of thousands of yuan like that."

Lin Yi was taken aback by the words of emotion. He then took out his phone and made a call to Mao Xiaofei.

About ten minutes later, Mao Xiaofei, panting, pushed open the door and appeared before the two. Before he could ask anything, Lin Yi pointed at Hao Jin:

"Give Mr. Hao a quote for the cost of this drone."

(End of this chapter)