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Chapter 329 It's fake! It's absolutely fake! (Second update!)

After finishing his speech, Feng Zhenhua slowly turned around and looked at the female host again.

At that moment, he felt incredibly handsome, so handsome it was almost unbelievable.

The female host once again perfectly displayed her surprise, and the camera captured this moment, freezing it in time.

After a while, the female host relaxed her surprise, straightened her back, and then said with a hint of anticipation:
"Since Professor Feng has said so, then this matter must be true."

"Then I will tell our herdsman friends to wait for a while!"

"May I?"

“Okay!” Feng Zhenhua nodded gently. The camera captured the scene, and then slowly moved down, turning the view into darkness.

After a while, the camera slowly moved upwards, giving the impression that the person who had been crouching behind the box was slowly getting up.

When the camera shifts its focus back, it now shows a flock of sheep on the grassland.

In the new era, herders wear sun hats, hold whips, but instead of horses, they ride motorcycles.

The flock of sheep moved slowly forward, driven by the motorcycles.

The camera zooms out, revealing more and more sheep as they walk into the distance. In the blink of an eye, the camera captures a vast expanse of sheep covering the hillsides.

…………

Daejeon Metropolitan City, South Korea.

Park Geum-chang, president of the Korea Aerospace Research Institute, is lying in a cozy spot, enjoying the comfort after a long day.

Just as he was taking the grapes offered to him by the woman beside him, the door was pushed open from the outside, and his subordinate, Lu Enzhong, the deputy director of the research institute, rushed in in a flustered manner:

"Dean, something terrible has happened!"

Park Geun-chang was very annoyed that his free time had been disturbed. He grabbed a banana from the side and threw it at the person, yelling, "Get out!"

Lu Enzhong dodged the banana and continued to shout, tilting his head:
“Something really has happened. The president’s car is on its way to the research institute and will arrive in about three hours.”

Upon hearing the word "president," Park Kim-chang's eyes widened instantly, and he abruptly stood up, staring intently at Roh Eun-chung.
"you sure?"

"The president's secretary called you, but you couldn't get through, so he called me instead. Luckily, my phone was on, so I answered the call."

As Lu Enzhong spoke, he took out his phone and showed Park Jinchang the call history on it.

As the president of the Korea Aerospace Research Institute, Park Geun-chang naturally had the contact information of the presidential secretary and was familiar with that number.

Upon seeing the number, he dared not be careless. He turned around, pulled his briefcase from the sofa, took out a wad of cash from the briefcase, threw it to the woman on the sofa, and then, together with Lu Enzhong, rushed to the Aerospace Research Institute.

At 9 p.m., when the streets are most congested, they took a little time, and he rushed to the Aerospace Research Institute.

After taking a shower and changing into new clothes in their private rooms, Park Geun-chang and Noh Eun-chung hurriedly returned to their offices.

The moment my bottom touched the chair, a series of urgent sounds rang out from outside the administration building.

Looking out the window, Park Geun-chang immediately spotted the man in the center of the crowd.

President Choi Joon-eun.

Hearing the commotion, the two hurriedly went downstairs and met Cui Jun'en in the lobby of the administration building. Just as they were about to ask him something, Cui Jun'en raised his hand and swallowed their words.

Before long, the group returned to Park Geum-chang's office.

Choi Joon-eun didn't hesitate. He walked straight to Park Geum-chang's chair, sat down, crossed his legs, interlaced his fingers, and placed his hands on his knees. Then he looked at the two of them with a smile.

After watching for a few minutes, leaving the person completely bewildered, he finally spoke:

“I know you two want to ask why I would come all the way from Seoul at this time.”

"I can answer your questions right now!"

He beckoned with his right hand, and his secretary immediately opened the laptop bag she was carrying and took out the laptop.

Turn on the computer, select the desktop video, and click play.

A two- or three-minute video was presented to Park Geun-chang and Noh Eun-chung.

The main character in this video is Feng Zhenhua, and it's the same person who said those words on CCTV-7 at the end.

"We will launch three rockets at 7 p.m. on July 11, two of which will each carry 12 low-orbit communication satellites."

"The last rocket will carry three geostationary orbit satellites."

"These 27 satellites will form a constellation system in space to provide positioning, navigation and communication services to the ground."

The powerful voice came from the laptop speaker and landed precisely in the ears of Park Geun-chang and Noh Eun-chung.

After the video finished playing, the secretary naturally stepped back with her laptop, leaving the scene to the three of them.

Unlike his relaxed demeanor, Park Geun-chang and his companion were drenched in sweat, their vests completely soaked through.

The two kept their heads down, not daring to look up at Choi Joon-eun.

They didn't dare to look, but Cui Jun'en kept staring at them:

"Professor Park Geun-chang, I just want to know one thing today: when will our Naro-1 be officially launched and send our satellite into space?"

"You should know that our Republic of Korea is a developed country."

“Developed countries cannot launch satellites, but neighboring developing countries can, and can coordinate the launch of three rockets at once, launching 27 satellites simultaneously.”

"Do you know what this means?"

The barrage of words caused Park Geun-chang and his companion to lower their heads further and further until they were almost lying on the ground.

Seeing their ridiculous state, Choi Joon-eun was furious.

He stomped his foot hard and shouted sternly:

"Now, tell me!"

A loud shout caused the two men, who were already bent over, to fall to their knees with a thud, no longer daring to raise their heads.

After a while, when he heard no more shouting, Park Geun-chang cautiously raised his head and looked at Choi Joon-eun, saying:
"We cannot launch successfully!"

Seeing that Choi Joon-eun was about to curse, he quickly tried to smooth things over:
"Seriously, low Earth orbit only has a carrying capacity of 100 kilograms. I really don't know what kind of things can be transported with 100 kilograms."

"If the satellite's performance is even slightly strong, it can easily weigh two or three hundred kilograms."

"Satellites weighing less than 100 kilograms, I..."

In the end, Park Geun-chang ran out of words and lowered his head listlessly.

The Naro-1 rocket is South Korea's first launch vehicle; it is a two-stage liquid-fueled launch vehicle.

Developed jointly by South Korea and Russia, the rocket's first stage was directly provided by Russia's Khrunichev Center, while the second stage was independently developed by South Korea.

It can send objects weighing approximately 100 kilograms to a low Earth orbit region 300 kilometers above the ground.

The first test flight was on August 25, 2009.

However, this launch failed because the second-stage rocket fairing failed to separate, and the satellite did not reach orbit. After spending more than half a year learning from last year's failure, a team conducted a second launch on June 10.

This time, the first stage of the rocket exploded 137 seconds after liftoff, and the launch still failed.

Now, when asked whether the launch could be successful, Park Geun-chang was very confident: the launch was absolutely impossible. Even if it were successful, that junk satellite would not reach its intended orbit, so it would be better not to launch it at all.

Seeing their strange expressions, Cui Jun'en knew that the two of them didn't want to talk, or rather, didn't want to discuss the Luo Lao Hao issue.

He didn't want to talk about it, but the problem had come his way, and he had to address it.

Otherwise, he'll have to pack his bags and leave in the next presidential election.

After considering for a while, he changed the question: "China next door said that they can coordinate the launch of three rockets in one day, and launch 27 satellites at the same time. Among these 27 satellites, there are 24 low-orbit satellites and three geostationary orbit satellites."

"How much of what they said do you think is true?"

The topic shifted, and Park Geun-chang's expression immediately relaxed. He stood up, dusted off his knees, and shook his head, saying:
"Fake, absolutely fake!"

"They have three rocket launch centers, and coordinating the launch of three rockets at the same time is not a difficult task for them."

"But after the rocket launch, the ground control station needs to continuously track the rocket's flight attitude. After receiving the information, the ground station needs to confirm whether the rocket's status is normal."

"If it's not normal, then we need to adjust the rocket's attitude."

"Simultaneously tracking three rockets, and rockets launched from three different locations, is extremely difficult. It's not just 1+1, it's 3×3×3!"

"Then comes the satellite release phase."

"Two rockets targeting the same area will launch 24 satellites. Even if they are launched one by one, the satellite control center will still have to track all 24 satellites."

"Moreover, they also have geostationary orbit satellites, and tracking these simultaneously would require even more equipment."

"As far as I know, China is significantly lagging behind in these areas!"

"In conclusion, everything they said was a lie; it was all scripted!"

"They are just using this despicable method to prove to the world that they are strong."

"When the launch takes place, we'll see what kind of clowns they are."

Choi Jun-eun listened to these words and felt that they made sense, but also felt that they didn't.

He wanted to figure out the intricacies involved, but then suddenly realized that he didn't really understand aerospace technology.

It's in vain to ask.

Frowning, he pinched the space between his eyebrows with his right hand and whispered to Park Geum-chang:
"You step forward, first flatter them, then raise questions, and finally express doubt."

"Also, contact some domestic manufacturers that can supply satellite parts and tell them to prohibit them from supplying China."

After leaving those two sentences, Cui Jun'en decisively got up and left.

They came like the wind, and they left like the wind.

They personally escorted the old man to the door and helped him into his car. As the car disappeared into the night, Park Geun-chang and his companion collapsed to the ground, exhaling heavily as they looked at the not-so-bright night sky.

Once he had calmed down, Lu Enzhong asked Park Jinchang:

"Have the Chinese gone mad?"

"I don't know, but I think our president is going crazy."

Park Geun-chang patted his butt, got up, yawned, and walked towards his office.

I'm too tired, I need to rest.

…………

Minato Ward, Tokyo, Japan.

The Mitsubishi Heavy Industries Tokyo building is brightly lit, resembling a city that never sleeps.

At the very top of this building is the chairman's office of Mitsubishi Heavy Industries.

Just like outside, the chairman's office was brightly lit at this moment. Chairman Mizuno Kenji leaned back in his chair, sporting dark circles under his eyes, and looked at the people in front of him with anticipation.

In front of him were several technical supervisors from Mitsubishi Heavy Industries responsible for manufacturing rockets.

After the group stopped what they were doing, he cautiously asked, "So? How much of it do you think is true or false?"

As soon as the words were spoken, a man who looked to be in his forties, wearing a white coat, spoke up:
"I think it must be fake!"

"Because according to the Chinese character, even if they have such abilities, they will keep a low profile and will not expose these things."

"If we can launch 27 satellites at once, what if we replaced those 27 satellites with missiles?"

What if we replaced those missiles with nuclear bombs?

That's enough to destroy a country, to destroy a world.

"Given the character of the Chinese people, they wouldn't do such a thing."

"So I think it's fake!"

With this researcher taking the lead, others gradually stood up and expressed their opinions.

"It's fake, it must be fake!"

"Even America doesn't have this kind of technology. If America released this kind of technology, I would never doubt it. But since America didn't release this technology, it's very fake."

"That's it!"

The chatter of these people put Mizuno Kenji's mind at ease.

Taking a deep breath, he calmly asked, "So, their rockets won't affect our commercial launches, right?"

“Yes! Launching 12 satellites at once is extremely difficult. If they fail this time, we will have countless reasons to attack them and make them afraid to take on similar projects again.” The man in the white coat answered calmly, meeting Mizuno Kenki’s eyes without the slightest fear.

Only after receiving a definite answer did Mizuno Kenji breathe a sigh of relief.

Because of World War II, Japan was restricted from developing large rockets, since these things, when repurposed, become missiles.

However, thanks to America's protection, Japan has been openly researching large rockets, only the people in charge of the research have changed from the Japanese government to private companies.

After mastering the relevant technologies, Mitsubishi Heavy Industries began to undertake commercial satellite launch services.

This business is very profitable; it's basically the kind where you don't make a sale for three years, but when you do, you can live off it for three years.

Therefore, when Mizuno Kenjiro saw the news from China, his biggest worry was that it would steal Mitsubishi Heavy Industries' business.

But after hearing what several key technical personnel said, the worry between Mizuno Kenji's brows disappeared, leaving only calm.

Since the other party poses no threat to my business, I don't need to pay any attention to them at all.

Furthermore, there's a high probability that the other side will fail to launch. If they fail, I can spend money on advertising and give them a big gift, letting them see who the real veteran is.

Let them know that satellites aren't so easy to build.

Empty talk and boasting are completely useless!
(End of this chapter)