Siheyuan: I, Shazhu, started out as an army and became a general.

Three months later. Northwest China base.

In the top-secret workshop, a silver instrument the size of a suitcase lies quietly on the testing table.

This is the local specialty that He Yuzhu "borrowed" from the Russians: the first-generation spaceborne computer based on integrated circuit technology.

Lu Guangda was wearing a white coat, his eye sockets were frighteningly deep, but his spirits were as high as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and he was extremely excited.

"It's a success! The processing speed is a thousand times faster than a vacuum tube computer! And the size is only one percent of the original!"

"Mr. He, the high-purity silicon refining method you brought back is simply miraculous!"

He Yuzhu sat to the side, crunching on an apple, looking completely nonchalant.

The system reward of the [Lithography Machine Schematic (Basic)] was a bit rudimentary, but Lu Guangda, a scientific research genius, was incredibly capable. He managed to handcraft the first military-grade chip using rudimentary methods.

It has to be said that this is the wisdom of the Chinese people.

Give me some sunshine, and I can not only grow vegetables, but also create a sun for you.

"Load!"

With a command given, the silver box named "Loongson-1" was carefully placed into the guidance head of the modified Dongfeng-2 missile.

At the launch site, sand and dust filled the air.

This missile, named "Dongfeng-2A", is longer and sharper than the original version, like a sword about to drink blood, its edge pointing straight to the sky.

The atmosphere in the command center was so oppressive it was almost palpable.

Marshal Nie's palms were sweaty as he stared intently at the screen.

This time, the target area was a Gobi Desert test site 2,000 kilometers away.

That was a distance that no one dared to imagine before!

"Old He, are you nervous?" Lin Wanqiu stood next to He Yuzhu, her voice trembling.

"What's there to be nervous about?" He Yuzhu looked at the countdown on the screen, took another bite of his apple, and mumbled, "The delivery slip is all filled out, the address is correct, how could it get lost?"

「5、4、3、2、1……点火！」

"BOOM—!!!"

The earth trembled violently, and the orange-red tail flames seemed to tear the sky apart!

The massive missile rose from the ground, drawing a near-perfect parabola in the air before plunging into the depths of the clouds.

Everyone's hearts mentioned their throats!

On the radar screen, the dot representing the missile was as stable as a straight line drawn with a ruler.

There was not a tremor, not a swerve.

This is the ultimate precision brought about by integrated circuits; it's a game-changer!

Twenty minutes later, every second felt like an eternity.

"Report! Radar tracking was normal throughout! Warhead re-entering the atmosphere!"

"Report! Target hit! Point of impact deviated... deviation..." The radar operator's voice suddenly stopped, stammering.

"How much is the deviation? Tell me quickly!" Marshal Nie slammed his hand on the table in frustration.

"The deviation...is less than fifty meters!"

"Whoosh—!!!"

The entire hall erupted in chaos, as if a bomb had been dropped on it! Everyone jumped up and down like crazy, hugging, cheering, and bursting into tears!

We won! We won!

In an era when mechanical gyroscopes were still in use and a missile was considered a success if it landed within the border, a deviation of less than fifty meters was achieved at a distance of two thousand kilometers.

That's not a missile, that's a sniper rifle being used for roll call!

What does this mean?

This means that, if we want, we can deliver the "truth" precisely to the desk of any enemy who dares to provoke us!

Marshal Nie suddenly took off his glasses, wiped away the tears on his face, and turned to look at He Yuzhu excitedly, wanting to share this joy.

But they found that He Yuzhu had already stood by the window at some point, looking at the contrail that streaked across the sky, his expression unusually calm.

"Sir, don't get too excited."

He Yuzhu turned around, walked to the world map on the wall, traced his finger across the vast Pacific Ocean, and then placed it heavily on the largest continental plate.

"Two thousand kilometers is just the starting price."

His voice wasn't loud, but it struck everyone's heart like a heavy hammer.

"With this 'Dragon Core' chip, my next mission is to send it flying over 8,000 kilometers!"

"I'm going to make those guys sitting in the White House and the Kremlin drinking coffee tremble every time they pick up their cups from now on!"

As soon as I finished speaking, the long-awaited voice came to my mind.

[Ding! Host detected successful maiden flight of "Dongfeng Express," significantly enhancing national deterrence! That was brilliant!]

[Check-in successful! Rewards: Complete set of blueprints for a large liquid rocket engine (500-ton thrust class), and master design blueprints for a low Earth orbit satellite!]

[Next phase of the mission begins: The East is Red, the Sun Rises.]

He Yuzhu smiled.

He glanced at Lin Wanqiu beside him, whose eyes were sparkling, and then at Lu Guangda and Marshal Nie, who were as excited as children.

very nice.

Meanwhile, those beasts in their courtyards, still haggling over a few cornbreads and a few cents, could never have imagined, even in their dying moments, the earth-shattering changes taking place in the unseen northwestern wilderness that were enough to alter the very fabric of the world.

……

Meanwhile, on the other side of the ocean.

The Pentagon's red alert blared mournfully through the night, like a death knell.

"General! Urgent call from NORAD! We've detected that the ROC has launched an unidentified ballistic missile inland!" A blond colonel rushed into the command room, his face ashen.

"Fuck! Another one of those big firecrackers? Let them play by themselves!" A general with a cigar in his mouth waved his hand impatiently.

"No...no! General!" The colonel was almost in tears. "According to trajectory calculations, its range far exceeds any of their previous attacks! And...and its accuracy...God, its accuracy might even surpass that of our militia!"

The cigar fell to the ground with a "thud".

The general's disdain froze instantly, replaced by utter horror.

The opponent who once gave them nightmares at Changjin Lake has now changed tactics and is delivering those nightmares directly to their doorstep!