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Chapter 329 Strategic Corridor Material Transportation! Various Cutting-Edge Technologies at the Bamboo Sea Airshow (Please Subscribe)

Zhuhe Base, the general base for cross-border logistics management.

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The night was as dark as ink, with stars twinkling outside the window.

"bite."

After a soft click, an encrypted email from another region appeared on the screen in front of Li Weiguo.

He picked up the nearly tasteless Longjing tea from the table, took a sip, and the bitter tea slid down his throat, but it couldn't suppress the irritation brought on by the mountain of documents.

Another night of working overtime.

Li Weiguo subconsciously touched his chest, feeling his strong and powerful heart. It was as if a warm current was pumped from his heart, quickly flowing through his limbs and dispelling the fatigue that had accumulated throughout the day.

Warrior potions are really great stuff.

Two days ago, he and Su Mingjin completed the mission handover, and then he gave himself an injection at the time portal base in the other world.

The effects were immediate; my whole body felt reborn, with unbelievably abundant energy and stamina, as if I had returned to my peak condition when I was twenty, able to play games all night and still fight another 300 rounds the next day.

The only side effect is probably that his working hours have been extended again.

In the past, he could still find time to catch his breath during the seven days of the week.

Now, he's in great shape and has boundless energy, so naturally, even more important documents are piling up on his desk.

"Damn it, is this considered welfare for cattle and horses?"

Li Weiguo chuckled and cursed under his breath, then painfully rubbed his temples.

It's true that with great power comes great responsibility.

This statement is just a slogan in peacetime, but in the present moment, it is a heavy reality weighing on his shoulders.

As the logistical coordinating brain of the entire cross-border project, many things involve extremely high levels of secrecy and cannot be delegated at all.

Every decision could affect the future direction of both the other world and the modern world.

Those guys outside with noses sharper than dogs are always trying to sniff out something from them.

Within the organization, there are always some cunning individuals who try to uncover things they shouldn't know.

Sigh, people's hearts have changed, and technology is too advanced.

The days spent hiding in the mountains decades ago can be replicated, but it would require much more manpower and resources.

The various super new materials and technologies that have suddenly appeared on Earth during this period cannot be kept secret; they can only be dealt with through various mysterious research methods and breakthroughs.

To cover up the true source, the propaganda department has gone to great lengths. One minute it's a revolutionary breakthrough in artificial intelligence, the next it's a controlled nuclear fusion energy revolution, and recently they've brought up extraterrestrial meteorites and asteroid belt minerals.

The release of various rumors, both true and false, is like throwing countless pebbles into a calm lake, stirring up layers of mist and leading all inquiring eyes astray.

The only loophole here is probably the food from another world.

At the time, the pioneering team was short of funds and had caught a huge amount of otherworldly fish. Based on the principle of not wasting any resources, and after confirming that the genetic material could not be reverse-analyzed, the pioneering team was confident that the ingredients could not be traced back to their source before releasing them to the market in small batches.

That stuff is not only incredibly delicious, but it also has the miraculous effect of repairing the body and giving people a second youth, directly igniting the high-end market.

Now, selling under the guise of breeding bases hidden deep in the mountains and far out at sea carries increasing pressure regarding potential leaks.

Fortunately, Li Weiguo used this seemingly unimportant thing to catch a large number of disloyal scoundrels.

"Buzz—buzz," the secure phone on the table suddenly vibrated.

Li Weiguo glanced at the caller ID and frowned deeply.

He answered the phone, his voice devoid of emotion: "Speak."

"Old boss, those little gluttons are causing trouble again." The voice on the other end of the phone sounded a bit urgent. "They're trying to rent a piece of sea area through a shell company to set up a marine ranch. The location—is very close to the special fishing grounds we announced."

"A gluttonous cat, huh?" Li Weiguo's lips twitched. "Just keep an eye on them. If you find them spying, just chase them away!"

We will not communicate with them under any pretext.

"clear!"

After dealing with the gluttonous cat, Li Weiguo began to rub his temples.

Warrior's potions can repair physical fatigue, but they cannot relieve mental tension.

On this side of the earth, it's like a giant sieve. He has to be constantly vigilant, either swatting or driving away any flies, mosquitoes, jackals, tigers, or leopards that try to get in.

The Miss Qiu Project was a quiet, high-stakes endeavor. Back then, satellites, electronic products, and various reconnaissance equipment were scarce, so it was possible to work behind closed doors.

That's no longer possible. Let's not even talk about the advanced high-altitude reconnaissance satellites that can detect objects at the centimeter level; the land reclamation teams are just expanding their operations more and more.

Now, new technologies and materials from other worlds are popping up like dumplings being dropped into a pot, and each one requires the connection of resources and connections.

To maintain secrecy, many projects have to be affiliated with classified units.

The wider the contact area, the greater the risk of air leakage.

He picked up his teacup and found it was already empty.

He was about to ask his secretary to continue when he put his hand down.

"Work for another half hour, then take a break!"

As Li Weiguo thought this, the pile of documents on the table, resembling two mountains, made him frown even more.

He casually picked up the top one.

[Confidential, routine]

It was sent by that kid Wang Kaixuan.

I glanced at the time; it was 11:30.

Okay, I'll try to process these messages within half an hour, so I can at least get a few more hours of sleep.

The report is as detailed as ever.

The dwarf Belgas has officially taken over the municipal administration of Tranquil Harbor and has begun to handle the port's expansion.

This dwarf envoy displayed an astonishing pragmatism and iron-fisted approach, managing to calm the previously complex public sentiment in the port in just a few days, and beginning to sort out the chaotic labor market and material supply!

"Having a high-ranking dwarf who can build trust with humans is really important!" Li Weiguo muttered to himself. The report also included a photo of Bellegas standing on the dock, yelling at a group of dwarven construction workers, spitting as he spoke.

Its imposing presence is quite interesting.

After carefully reviewing the document, Li Weiguo wrote some comments below.

To establish a friendly, peaceful, and mutually supportive relationship with the other party, appropriate support can be provided when necessary.

In the modern world, such things would certainly not be done, and even if they were, they would not be recorded.

But special cases require special handling in this other world.

These kinds of things have been adjusted after an application.

Afterwards, Li Weiguo continued to look at other information.

The next page of the report is about the construction of the portal road at the Pangula Fortress base.

The strategic highway connecting Ningjing Port and the fortress is now fully operational. In his report, Wang Kaixuan requested that the logistics department increase the scale and frequency of material transportation and expedite the completion of the first phase of the five-million-ton plan for Ningjing Port.

Li Weiguo tapped his fingers lightly on the table, his gaze falling on the list of supplies.

In addition to the usual building materials and supplies, Wang Kaixuan specifically highlighted one item in red: 100,000 tons of cement specifically for port construction.

He picked up the phone and dialed directly to the director of the material allocation center.

"Old Zhang, this is Li Weiguo."

"Mr. Li, are you still up so late?"

"I can't sleep. I have a question for you. Wang Kaixuan needs 100,000 tons of cement. Do our current inventory and transportation capacity meet the demand?"

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by the sound of papers being turned over: "Mr. Li, the inventory is sufficient; this stuff only produces for a few hours, but transporting this batch of cement—"

"That's good. I'll check on the underground passage again," Li Weiguo interrupted. "Send it over with the highest priority! The construction of the new location is extremely important!"

"OK!"

After hanging up the phone, Li Weiguo signed his name on the document in a flamboyant manner.

He then urged the team producing the power armor to speed things up!

Wang Kaixuan wanted this batch of cement not only for infrastructure construction, but also to improve and strengthen the defensive lines.

Bi Shengli and his think tank analyzed that although there were no major problems with the future and the dwarves, there were definitely a lot of minor problems.

At this critical moment, stockpiling grain and weapons, and constructing a large number of defensive facilities, is absolutely the right thing to do.

Ghostly things from another world are constantly emerging, and no one knows what will pop out of the ground next.

He tossed the approved document into the processing tray, checked the time, and found that less than twenty minutes had passed. Then he picked up the next one.

An application from a top materials research institute in Beijing, specifically requesting the purchase of a batch of "refined gold" for reverse engineering of "ultra-high strength alloys".

"Wow, these old scholars really have a keen sense of smell," Li Weiguo chuckled.

After the battle against the dwarves was resolved a few days ago, the various precious items that the dwarves from the other world had acquired were put into use.

These special metals, obtained from another world, are all given new code names to conceal their origins.

High-purity gold is the most sought-after material by research institutions.

Because of its unparalleled compatibility, as well as its hardness and toughness, it has been regarded as a treasure by several military industrial units.

He picked up his pen and wrote two words on the application report: "Rejected".

After thinking for a moment, I added a sentence at the end: It is recommended that the institute concentrate its efforts on tackling the problem of new ultra-high temperature resistant materials. The refined gold material is extremely rare, and the material is not allowed to be approved at this time.

Li Weiguo tossed his pen aside, leaned back in his chair, and let out a long sigh.

I've finally finished today's important work.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Li Weiguo's biological clock woke him up from his light sleep.

Despite having rested for less than seven hours, he didn't feel as tired as before.

The surge of energy from the warrior's potion allowed him to get into work mode almost immediately after a short rest.

After packing his personal belongings, he was to go to an important place that he had booked in advance at 7:50.

Half an hour later, the modified civilian bulletproof car silently drove into a secret base.

The area extends nearly 100 meters underground, where the underground has been almost completely hollowed out, revealing a vast space large enough to accommodate a large number of human creations.

Directly ahead, two tunnels, like two giant dragons from the abyss, stretch out into who knows where.

Zhuhe is the starting point of the newly completed underground passage.

After more than six months of frantic construction, this underground artery connecting several core bases has finally opened to traffic.

Due to a series of confidential reasons, the large platform only had very simple flowers and applause, and the audience numbered only a few hundred people.

Li Weiguo stood on the observation platform, and then everyone took a group photo.

Everyone here is an engineer and key member who has put a lot of effort into this project.

It was their hard work that enabled the massive complex, which would have taken at least several years to build, to be completed in less than six months.

"Om one—"

A faint engine roar came from afar.

Soon, a long steel convoy of heavy trucks slowly drove out, each fully loaded with sealed containers.

These heavy trucks, which look exactly like those on the main road, are carrying strategic materials.

They will be distributed through this channel to areas with high traffic volume.

They will then be distributed to important units across the country.

Once these goods were shipped out, no one knew that the containers contained vital supplies from another world.

Meanwhile, in another parallel tunnel, deeply buried pipes began to continuously transport fresh water drawn from the south and other parts of the Earth to the Zhuhe base, thus nourishing this new city.

Further down are the pipelines that transport crude oil, which begins to continuously transport the crude oil from the other world to oil refineries hundreds of kilometers away.

Li Weiguo watched the convoy disappear into the darkness in the distance, and a surge of pride welled up in his heart.

Both inside and outside are battlefields of secrecy.

But the fruits of victory after keeping the secret are truly sweet!

Before we knew it, it was the end of November.

With the discovery and application of various new materials in the other world, after more than half a year of intensive testing, technological barriers in many fields have been swept away.

The biennial Bamboo Sea Airshow was postponed from October to this cold winter due to some special reasons.

But as the story was exposed online, military enthusiasts who follow this circle realized that the wait was absolutely worthwhile.

Well-informed military enthusiasts and military attachés from various regions had already thoroughly studied the exhibition list.

Unlike before, the lists at the new airshow have been updated accordingly.

The fighter jet, equipped with a new engine, an alien alloy frame, and composite skin, was just an appetizer.

What truly excited or terrified them was that those conceptual things were also on display at this airshow.

For example, electromagnetic railguns of different calibers.

Yes, it's an electromagnetic railgun, no longer a model or concept drawing, but a large machine that can be pulled out and displayed in real life.

As for the more sophisticated electrothermal-chemical gun?

Sorry, because we need to keep it a secret, and it's already widely used in frontline troops, it needs to be kept confidential and can't be displayed at the booth.

Besides these main attractions, there are also a bunch of creepy little gadgets.

A new type of bulletproof plate, only five millimeters thick, can withstand a 7.62mm full-power bullet at a range of 60 meters.

The second generation is an obsolete exoskeleton, but it's called a power armor.

A new type of battery with an absurdly high energy density.

Small, high-speed directed-energy laser weapons that can be mounted on Lynx vehicles, though not powerful, are powerful enough to blind or burn out optical equipment such as drones.

There are also biomimetic reconnaissance drones with a level of realism so high that they can fool ornithologists, as well as various communication and radar equipment with abnormally strong resistance to electromagnetic interference.

Of course, the truly most treasured possessions are never shown to outsiders.

Even so, these outdated and sub-advanced equipment alone are enough to shake the world.

The pioneering team, comprised of countless scientists, along with the research capabilities of various universities behind them, is driving the rapid and unbridled growth of the technology tree at an unprecedented pace.

The equipment that was just finalized this month may have a superior alternative next month.

The internal digestion rate couldn't keep up with the research and development speed, and the resources captured from the other world were piling up, urgently needing to be monetized.

Thus, the Bamboo Sea Airshow became an excellent stage—a place to flex one's muscles and showcase achievements to some.

Domestically, it is inspiring.

Externally, it serves as a silent deterrent.

For some insiders, watching people outside the industry marvel at these technologies is a top-notch form of entertainment.

"Hey guys, breaking news! They're probably going to unveil exoskeletons and second-generation power armor at this airshow! Delivery in five years!"

"Holy crap! Really? They're selling second-generation power armor? Which generation are we using ourselves?"

"Hehe, guess?"

Lin Li couldn't help but laugh as he scrolled through the enthusiastic discussions on the military enthusiast forum on his phone.

He then replied: "Absolutely amazing, incredibly powerful!"

After the matter with the dwarves came to an end, he finally had some free time and gave himself a long vacation.

Upon hearing that the Bamboo Sea Airshow was about to begin, he immediately got a professional visitor ticket.

His purpose for this trip was very simple.

First, it's for entertainment. Reading military analyses brings me joy.

Second, gather materials to see how interesting the expressions of those blond-haired, blue-eyed foreign friends can be.

Afterwards, Lin Li, carrying a DJI camera, joined the crowded throng and queued to enter the airshow venue.

As soon as you enter, a wave of sound mixed with metal, engine oil, and a frenzied atmosphere hits you.

Looking around, there were crowds of people.

He even spotted several military officers, the kind you only see in international news, gathered around a booth with their entourage, their faces grim, as if their fathers had died.

Lin Li curiously leaned closer and followed their gaze.

In the center of the booth, several imposing metal sculptures stood silently.

This is the second-generation power armor mentioned on the list, which is slated for sale to external customers in the coming years.

"My God—" A foreigner, clearly a technical consultant, subconsciously wiped the sweat from his brow with a handkerchief, muttering to himself, "The joint drive and energy system of this thing—they're actually going to sell it?"

"They're being sold? So, according to the information we've gathered, these are all items they've discarded?" His companion corrected him, his voice hoarse.

This sentence instantly chilled the atmosphere even more.

Lin Li grinned, raised his camera, aimed it at the pale-faced military officer, and quietly pressed the shutter.

Hmm, I've got my first source material for today.

This trip was worthwhile.

It's really funny to see other people's expressions!

There was no other way; he had personally handled most of the equipment at the airshow, and even personally operated some of them.

Some of them do have good performance, and some have good design features, but compared to the things that the pioneering team is about to equip, or even that have already entered the iteration series, they are products from two completely different dimensions.

Lin Ligang squeezed out from a group of military enthusiasts surrounding individual weapons and saw a booth in front of him that was packed with people. Several well-built figures in suits and ties stood out in the crowd.

"Hello everyone, this is Lao Can! Today, I'm once again completely ignorant about military matters!" A slightly overweight middle-aged man holding a selfie stick faced the camera, explaining in a somewhat calm but undeniably excited tone, "Look at this behind me, its official name is the Multifunctional Neural Connection Self-Visual Scanning System! It uses an all-solid-state battery and has a built-in military-grade information processing computer—simply put, it's a pair of military glasses that can directly connect to the nervous system! Um—I'm so sorry this time, Lao Can's knowledge has suffered a dimensional reduction attack!"

Lin Li almost burst out laughing when he saw his heartbroken expression.

He really wanted to tell this internet celebrity, Lao Can, that this thing was a first-generation prototype, because it had long been phased out due to energy consumption and heat generation issues.

The fourth generation is now in service with the pioneering teams! Other series are being tested within the teams.

Lin Li suppressed his urge to share, then turned and walked to the next place.

Unlike previous airshows, this one also features many interactive and experiential projects to showcase the power of these devices.

"—Come on, Master Tie, let me show you the latest individual soldier gear! We've seen a lot of big stuff before, this time, let's look at something more personal!"

A petite female reporter, nicknamed "Iron Master" by netizens, is currently being helped by staff to put on an exoskeleton.

She made an "O" sign at the camera, and then, under the spotlight of countless phones and cameras, walked to a half-meter-thick solid wood stump.

She took a deep breath and seemingly effortlessly threw a punch.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud, and sawdust flew everywhere.

Right in the center of that thick wooden block, there was a gaping hole, its edges smooth, as if it had been drilled through by a high-speed drill bit.

"Wow!"

A collective gasp filled the air.

"Friends, I barely used any strength!" Master Tie's voice trembled with excitement. "I felt absolutely no resistance! The data here says this exoskeleton can provide up to six hours of high-intensity combat endurance, and the all-solid-state battery can last for more than five days in low-power mode!"

Six hours?

Lin Li curled his lip.

The model that the pioneering team is currently testing has several times more standard combat endurance, and the energy module can now be replaced as quickly as a magazine.

He raised his handheld device and quickly recorded the stunned faces around him.

We have the material again.

It can be used as content for later stages.

Passing through the bustling area for individual soldier equipment, a large number of foreigners gathered around some of the electromagnetic railgun dismantling areas.

Here, blond-haired, blue-eyed faces are everywhere, all dressed in sharp suits, but their expressions are dejected.

Some people with arms dealer backgrounds are even more like they've lost their parents.

Lin Li's gaze was fixed on a few of them. He was very familiar with those faces; they were executives from Lockheed Martin and Raytheon, and frequent figures in the news.

At this moment, these big shots were staring intently at the electromagnetic cannon that gleamed with a cold metallic light. One of them had a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth, while another subconsciously loosened his tie, as if he couldn't breathe.

[Old Zhong, you guys have no sportsmanship! Didn't you say the electromagnetic cannon wasn't a fake?]

Lin Li automatically conjured up the possible meme in his mind, and he burst into laughter.

Indeed, the greatest joy is watching these once arrogant guys question their existence in front of you.

As he moved on to film other fun scenes, he suddenly caught a glimpse of something out of place out of the corner of his eye.

Not far away, next to the booth of a new armored vehicle, an Asian man wearing a baseball cap was carrying a backpack and then took out a palm-sized device that looked like a barcode scanner.

He extended the antenna on his backpack, then aimed the device at the outside of the armored vehicle, and a barely perceptible red light flashed by.

Is that laser mapping and spectrum analysis being performed?

Lin Li's eyes instantly turned cold.

Immediately afterwards, the person brought the device close to the signal antenna base of the armored vehicle, and the indicator light on the device began to flash rapidly.

He was actually trying to establish a physical connection, or sniff out data at close range!

"Is this guy crazy, or stupid?" Lin Li was stunned by this move.

At a top-tier defense exhibition, engaging in such provocative maneuvers? Are they afraid of not getting their comeuppance soon enough?

Sure enough, before Lin Li could even take out his phone, two burly men who looked like ordinary tourists had already moved closer to him from the left and right.

The movements were clean and efficient, without a single wasted word.

One person grabbed the other's wrist and twisted it gently, causing the still-flashing device to fall. The other person caught it and stuffed it into a signal jamming bag.

The whole process took less than three seconds. In a panic, the man in the baseball cap was half-carried away silently through the gaps in the crowd, as if he had never been there.

The surrounding tourists and military enthusiasts noticed the commotion, but treated it as an accident.

As this minor incident receded, everyone continued to be immersed in the awe-inspiring power of technology.

Lin Li withdrew his gaze, shook his head, and didn't take this little episode to heart.

This huge airshow is a stage for show, but also a fishing ground. There are always a few fish that think they're clever, but are actually quite brainless, and they'll take the bait.

He put his mind to business and turned to walk towards the outdoor exhibition area.

As soon as I stepped out of the exhibition hall, a wave of heat mixed with the smell of aviation fuel hit me, accompanied by the deafening roar of engines.

Outdoor venues are where the true symphony of steel and fire unfolds.

Several fighter jets and transport planes equipped with new engines were parked in the distance. Even just lying there quietly on display, their robust fuselages and menacing air intakes exuded a menacing aura.

Although these things did not demonstrate their full performance, Lin Li knew that the power of these new engines had increased by an average of 25%.

"what?"

Lin Li's gaze was quickly drawn to several heavy helicopters making their debut.

Its massive fuselage is almost comparable to the legendary Mi-26; when its rotors are deployed, they blot out the sky.

Lin Li raised his eyebrows.

He had never seen this thing in the equipment inventory of the pioneering team.

These heavy helicopters were not used during the previous operation against Tranquil Harbor.

"When did they develop such a super-heavy helicopter? Did the logistics department keep this a secret?"

He stroked his chin, his surprise genuine.

The heavy-duty helicopter is different from the previous multi-purpose helicopters.

The two are not even in the same league. The medium-sized ones weigh only a dozen tons, while the heavy-duty ones weigh twenty tons.

The big guy in front of us looks much more powerful.

[It's likely that prior technological accumulation enabled the application of heavy-duty helicopters!]

Just as he was pondering, a tsunami-like gasp suddenly erupted from the other end of the crowd.

"Holy crap! What is that?!"

"Look over there! That paint scheme, that aerodynamic layout—is that the new Type 55 fighter jet?"

A bespectacled military enthusiast, his voice cracking with excitement, exclaimed, "Wait a minute! Look at that vertical stabilizer design! That's a J-65! My God, a sixth-generation fighter jet! They actually brought out a sixth-generation fighter jet for exhibition?"

"Really? Isn't this thing still in the testing phase?"

"What testing phase? It's all on display now! Does that mean—we already have an updated version?"

The crowd surged wildly toward the center of the commotion, like iron filings drawn to a magnet.

Lin Li was also caught up in the atmosphere. He pushed through the crowd and looked ahead. The next second, his pupils suddenly contracted.

In the sky, two futuristic-looking fighter jets, covered in a dark gray radar-absorbing coating, were flying slowly.

They lack the vertical tail of traditional fighter jets, and their entire fuselage presents an extremely streamlined shape, full of futuristic feel and deadly sense of oppression.

Lin Li was startled!

He knew that the group behind the reclamation team liked to hide things, but he didn't expect them to be hidden so well!

They even dared to display sixth-generation fighter jets as exhibits. What does that say?

This means that the technology behind this thing is fully mature, and it might even be—no longer the most advanced?

The technological data captured from the other world, especially the accumulation of materials science and energy science by the dwarf kingdom, although not systematic, could, through indirect means, trigger breakthroughs in some fields on Earth.

It must be some kind of new material that has solved several key technical bottlenecks in the sixth-generation fighter jet, which is why it was able to move so quickly from verification to finalization.

"That's amazing."

Lin Li laughed!

Lin Li suddenly realized that these planes seemed unable to exert their full combat power in the other world, and the smile on his lips slowly faded.

"What a pity."

These powerful fighter jets, capable of penetrating defenses at several times the speed of sound at altitudes of tens of thousands of meters, are of little use in this other world.

That damned 5,000-meter air blockade, and the ubiquitous strong electromagnetic interference, are the sword of Damocles hanging over the heads of all high-precision aircraft.

If you threw this precious sixth-generation fighter into another world, its combat effectiveness would probably be less than that of the rugged and durable Q-5, or the Leopard with its bombs.

The thought that the pilots of the pioneer team might end up having Lao Ba and Leopard fight various magical creatures from another world in low-altitude dogfights made Lin Li feel that it was not worth it!

This is like reaching the top level and mastering the ultimate dragon-slaying sword, only to end up fighting monsters in the pond outside the starting village!

However, his thoughts soon drifted to deeper places.

Now that the sixth-generation fighter jet has been revealed—

That aerospace fighter codenamed Luan Bird is probably no longer just something on the blueprints.

Perhaps the first prototype is already undergoing ground testing at some secret base.

So————

A thought that even Lin Li himself found alarming popped into his head.

If even a project like the Luan bird is just the next step that's out in the open—then what are they researching at a deeper level?

Lin Li enjoyed the view for a while.

When it was lunchtime, Lin Li, who appeared to be eating normally but was actually multitasking, suddenly changed his expression.

Something's happened again in that other world!!!