Genius is just the threshold for me!

Rumbling--

On January 30th, during winter vacation, Su Yue, Li Tao, and others went back to their hometowns.

Lin Dong, Xu Qingling, Huang Qingyao, and Xia Ran were left behind, and the four of them split into two teams to bask in the winter sun on the outer perimeter of the base.

I had barely taken a couple of sips of my milk tea when a sudden roar erupted from Huangtianba Airport.

In no time, a J-20 fighter jet with a wingspan of nearly 13 meters, a length of 20 meters, and a height of over 4 meters, but with a noticeably raised dorsal surface and a slightly longer tail nozzle, soared into the sky and then climbed rapidly and nimbly...

"This J-20 is really powerful after the upgrade; its flight attitude is completely different..."

Huang Qingyao's gaze followed the unusual J-20 fighter jet. After it disappeared into the sky, she turned to look at Lin Dong and the other person chatting in the distance, then looked at the entrance of the newly built residential area where a group of little kids were playing with toy airplanes. She couldn't help but say to Xia Ran.

"Why do I feel like I've gotten old? Aren't these things that little brats are playing with the same things I used to play with?"

Xia Ran sat beside him, holding several printed biology papers. She pressed down the papers that were blowing in the wind, took a sip of milk tea, and said calmly, "Focus on the present, less looking and less sentimental..."

"Girl, you're not here..."

Huang Qingyao turned Xia Ran's head and looked at Lin Dong in the distance: "You're right there."

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Xia Ran slapped Huang Qingyao's hand away, turned back to continue looking at the documents, and couldn't help but complain, "Have you been lovesick lately? You look so melancholic all the time."

"I'd like to, but I don't."

Huang Qingyao sighed, "I feel like I'm skipping my childhood and adolescence and entering middle age prematurely. Tomorrow I can call my mom 'sister'..."

"Thinking too much, eating too little, staying home too much, knowing too little."

Xia Ran said calmly, "If you have time, read more books or go out more often, and get to know more people and things."

"Forget about books. I'm almost burnt out if I can consistently rank in the top 600 in the city and get into a 985 university. Even if I work my butt off, I might only get into a 9th-tier university. Who can compare to you bunch of genius freaks? As for getting to know more people..."

Huang Qingyao kicked a small stone on the ground, shook her head and complained, "I'm afraid that one day I might accidentally say something and sell out Comrade Huang..."

In the past two years, Comrade Huang and many uncles and aunts in the community have been busy, while most of the people from the 624 and 606 research institutes have quietly withdrawn.

Not long after the beginning of spring two years ago, I guessed that the new engine must have been developed and that the J-20 would be equipped with it.

See, the new one just flew away today... If I accidentally let slip this while bragging to outsiders, I'd be beheaded.

Those of us who grew up in the family quarters of classified units never had to think about making real friends outside of school before university… No wonder so many people don't want to live in these family quarters and would rather go back to their hometowns to be left-behind children.”

talking.

Huang Qingyao seemed to have thought of something and suddenly whispered to Xia Ran, "Oh, right, there's something..."

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"What's wrong?" Xia Ran replied.

"In the past few days, stocks in the biotech sector have surged, and my husband's Tonghuashun software has been showing a bright red trend, with not a single green dot in sight..."

Huang Qingyao said mysteriously, "Rumor has it that this is closely related to the biological program that our Americans exposed."

Many biological laboratories, especially those with state-owned backgrounds, have suddenly received a surge of orders for biological experiments, requiring the collection of experimental data…

"...Yao Yao".

Xia Ran turned her head to look at Huang Qingyao, then shook her head helplessly and said, "Your mentality is dangerous... Be careful not to fall into it."

"..."

Huang Qingyao's expression stiffened, and she quickly waved her hand, saying, "I won't say anymore, I won't say anymore... I'm only telling you, I won't tell anyone else, you won't betray me, will you?"

"Two cups of milk tea," Xia Ran said with a smile.

"Why do you learn nothing from Lin Dong, but instead pick up all these bad things?"

Huang Qingyao's eyes widened, and she said with a pained expression, "At most one cup. It's the end of the month, and my allowance hasn't been refreshed yet. There's not much left."

"make a deal."

Xia Ran laughed, and the group chatted idly for more than half an hour outside the base.

Then, a roar echoed through the sky once more.

The J-20 fighter jet, which had just taken off, landed gracefully and nimbly at Huangtianba Airport.

Lin Dong chatted with Xu Qingling for a while, then threw the empty milk tea cup into the trash can and turned back to his residential compound.

"Yaoyao, Ranran..."

Xu Qingling released Lin Dong's hand and ran towards Huang Qingyao and Xia Ran.

"Oh, we've been chatting for half the morning and haven't seen him. Did Lin Dong come over because he was going back?"

Huang Qingyao waved her hand dismissively: "You ungrateful bastard, you're not welcome here anymore. Don't disturb our time together..."

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Lin Dong returned home, took out his laptop, opened a bag of sunflower seeds, and started snacking on the latest academic papers while reading them.

Around noon, the door opened with a click, followed by the rustling sound of someone changing shoes.

A short while later, Zhang Xiali, Lin Weiliang, Wang Xingguo, and Su Ruohua returned with some takeout containers. Some of the containers were so full that some food was overflowing, and they smelled delicious.

"My godmother is back?"

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Lin Dong looked up and saw Su Ruohua, asking in surprise.

Since taking Wang Rui to the Northwest to tackle a new project, Su Ruohua has not returned for almost two years.

"The project is almost finished. I'll be back for the Chinese New Year this year..." Su Ruohua nodded with a smile.

"Where's Rui?"

Lin Dong looked around but didn't see Wang Rui, so he asked a question.

"The project is still in its final stages. Let him stay in the Northwest for another six months. Don't let him come back for the New Year and bring back a spy girlfriend again..." Su Ruohua shook her head.

"Uh! Rui's current persona might actually be..." Lin Dong's lips twitched involuntarily upon hearing this.

Wang Rui's spy girlfriend was planning to make her arrest and cash out after the Chinese New Year two years ago, with the National Security Bureau cooperating by targeting Xiao Yutong's parents.

Unfortunately, before Guoan could finish their operation, Xiao Yutong was in a car accident... which led Wang Rui to post on his WeChat Moments for ten consecutive days about the loss of his beloved.

Following this, rumors circulated that, in order to help him clear his mind and get over his heartbreak, Lao Wang and Su Ruohua went out of their way to send him to the Northwest.

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of course.

Although she was in a car accident, some remaining clues and evidence still prove that Xiao Yutong is a high-level spy.

In the end, Wang Rui successfully withdrew 1.5 million yuan, while maintaining his persona of being completely unaware, deeply infatuated, innocent, and adorably naive.

If we wait for him to come back, maybe the spy will actually let him bump into another spy girlfriend...

After all, having gone to the Northwest, Wang Rui now possesses not only the intelligence from Wang Xingguo's side, but also information on secret projects in the Northwest, undoubtedly elevating his value to a new level.

"Don't talk about that unfilial son, it's annoying to even hear about him..."

Wang Xingguo cursed irritably, put down the packed lunchbox, and walked solemnly toward Lin Dong.

"Godfather, what's the matter?" Lin Dong asked anxiously when he saw Wang Xingguo's expression.

Two things.

Wang Xingguo said earnestly, "Today, the J-20 fighter jet, equipped with the WS-15 turbofan engine, made its maiden flight, and the test was a great success."

"I see it, the takeoff and landing attitude is very stable."

Lin Dong nodded and said with a smile, "Godfather, you guys are really capable. You said you'd finish in two years, and you did."

The most crucial tests for a fighter jet's maiden flight are takeoff and landing. If these two tests go smoothly, the maiden flight is considered a major success.

"You helped optimize the supersonic air intake; otherwise, it would have taken another six months or even a year to work out..."

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Wang Xingguo's face lit up with a hint of joy upon hearing this, but he quickly remembered something and brought up the second matter with a serious expression: "There's another matter. This morning, a destroyer crossed the line in the south... After a warning and some argument, the other side finally withdrew."

Destroyer crossed the line?

Lin Dong's gaze sharpened, and he said solemnly, "Has the situation escalated?"

He only remembered the Southern Incident from 16 years ago as occurring in July.

The background stemmed from the Southern arbitration case, and there had been friction in the months leading up to the conflict, though the specifics are unknown.

Of course, even if you know this, these things will definitely change because the domestic situation is different in this lifetime. They can only be used as a reference and cannot be copied.

"Headquarters analysis indicates that the polls for this year's election are almost neck and neck, which is inconsistent with the current expectations of the pro-democracy camp. They will most likely try to capitalize on this..."

Wang Xingguo nodded solemnly, then said, "Headquarters just called to ask if we can optimize the Ghost's airdrop drones to target the fleet and make some preparations in advance."

Modern drones, with speeds of 280 kilometers per hour, can hit infantry and land forces with pinpoint accuracy, but they cannot damage large warships, nor can they penetrate the close-in weapon systems and machine gun fire of ships…

"Can't we just carry the YJ anti-ship missiles directly?" Lin Dong asked, puzzled.

Modern airdrop drones weigh only 2.5 kilograms and carry only 1 kilogram of explosives, so they can bomb ships without penetrating their defenses.

In addition, the multi-rotor drone design, with a speed of less than Mach 0.3 at 280 km/h, can only dive diagonally and cannot fly vertically over the top. Facing the close-in weapon system of the United States with a rate of fire of about 5000 rounds per minute, it is indeed unable to penetrate the fire net.

of course.

The Liaoning's new Type 1130 close-in weapon system is even more impressive, with a peak firing rate of 11000 rounds per minute, averaging nearly 184 shells per second, making it a true steel jet.

However, close-in weapon systems don't have a large number of bullets, mainly due to their limited power.

"The current mainstream YJ anti-ship missile weighs two to three tons each, and the Ghost can only carry 10 to 15 missiles at full load."

Wang Xingguo shook his head: "We don't know when the other side will make their move. If the number of Ghost missiles that will be offline is insufficient, the missiles will not be able to form a numerical advantage and it will be difficult to effectively penetrate the defenses."

Furthermore, the H-6 can also carry YJ missiles, so there's no need for the Ghost to focus solely on this aspect at present.

Because of the existence of air defense systems, any missile that wants to attack effectively needs to have a numerical advantage or a speed advantage. Only by exceeding the interception limit of the air defense system can the missile have an effective strike.

If there are only 50 missiles, and there are no hypersonic missiles, then probably less than 5 of them could penetrate the defenses.

However, if 100 missiles are fired simultaneously, 20 to 30 of them will be able to penetrate the defenses. If 200 or even 300 missiles are fired simultaneously, they will directly penetrate any air defense system and shower the enemy with missiles.

This is why military news reports about bombers or fighter jets' missile salvo capabilities often include a statement about deploying 30 or 50 bombers to launch 300 or even 500 missiles at once.

"In that case, I'll work on a dedicated special operations drone when I have time."

Lin Dong thought for a moment and quickly came up with an idea. He looked at Wang Xingguo and said, "However, in that case, the number of items that can be loaded at one time will probably not be that many."

To increase speed and penetrate fire networks while also breaking through the defenses of warships, the only option is to use a fixed-wing supersonic drone design.

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This means that both its weight and space requirements will exceed those of multi-rotor drones. The Ghost can no longer carry such an exaggerated 7800 airdrop drones on a single mission.

"We need to be able to deploy 300 missiles at once, and coordinate with other missiles to overwhelm the air defense interception system."

Upon hearing that there was a solution, Wang Xingguo immediately laughed and said, "No matter what, it's better than dropping aerial bombs; those things are easier to intercept..."

"Wang Xingguo, don't start chatting with Xiaodong as soon as you come over. Come and eat."

At this moment, Su Ruohua helped set out the food and turned to call out, "Xiao Dong, wash your hands and eat."

"OK……"

Lin Dong responded and stood up, saying, "Let's start eating."

"Your dad and I are going to your grandma's house tomorrow. We'll be staying for three or four days. If you don't have anything to do, you don't need to come..."

When Zhang Xiali saw Lin Dong coming over, she handed him a pair of chopsticks and said, "If you're home alone, cook for yourself. If you don't want to cook, go to your Aunt Zhou's place."

Lin Dong took the chopsticks, nodded, and replied, "Understood..."

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