Siheyuan: I am a trader in both worlds!

Chapter 166 I'll take care of everything!

Bai Ling had thought that after technological updates and iterations, the new generation of fighter jets would inevitably have a significant gap in performance compared to the previous generation.

But she never imagined that the gap would be so huge!

"A world of difference? Are the differences between fourth- and fifth-generation fighters and first- and second-generation fighters really that big? Or is it just a generation difference? That shouldn't be the case, right?"

"Not that much?"

Seeing that Bai Ling simply couldn't believe the gap, she recalled in her mind the emotions expressed by the director when he talked about this matter in a certain program.

Ximen Lang replied.

"The gap between the first, second, and even the first three generations of fighter jets that are still in service in large numbers today is actually not that big of a gap."

"Even if there is a gap, even if it's quite large, we can use an absolute number of fighter jets to try to narrow it, even if it means a lot of sacrifices."

"But when it comes to the fourth generation, the situation is completely different. Faced with the absolute gap in equipment and technology, even if you want to change, you can't do it!"

"You know it's impossible? Can you understand this gap?"

Bai Ling, whose thoughts were still stuck in the Second World War, certainly couldn't quite understand this.

Because back then, they drove away the invaders and won the victory with great difficulty with their passion and fearless spirit of daring to sacrifice!
Two shoulders carry one head.
No, it should be, two wings with a fuselage.

If I can't beat you, I'll hit you to death!

5 isn’t enough, 10!
10 isn’t enough, 20!
What if the casualty ratio reaches an extremely exaggerated 50 to ?
This can always win, right?
Because Ximen Lang had thought the same thing at the time, when he saw Bai Ling's face full of dissatisfaction, he knew what she was thinking without even asking.

Without saying anything, Ximen Lang directly brought out the military's idea at that time.

“还没研制出来四代战斗机的时候，我们当年也是这么想的。8架不行10架，10架不行15架！我直接15比1，这我总能换下来一架了吧？”

"But after we developed the fourth-generation fighter jets, we found that even if we had 15, let alone 100, you wouldn't be able to replace it."

"Because the outdated targeting system can't lock onto a fourth-generation fighter, and the more advanced fourth-generation fighters can easily lock onto you."

"You've become blind and deaf. In a situation like this, even if you have more fighter jets, what good will it do? Besides being a sitting duck, what else can you do?"

"There's also the issue of you ramming it with planes and knocking it out of the sky if you can't defeat it. Fourth-generation fighter jets are generally equipped with more efficient power systems and large-capacity fuel tanks, enabling supersonic cruise capability."

"Before you even bother getting close, they'll hit the accelerator and blow you away. They'll even use their high maneuverability to get behind you, ready to beat you up!"

"You can't even see the taillights of the car, what are you going to hit it with?"

Bai Ling was stunned by the unsolvable story.

Even the narrator Ximen Lang couldn't help but feel emotional.

There is such a huge gap between the fourth-generation fighter jets and the third-generation fighter jets, which were developed only about 10 years apart, like an insurmountable chasm.

The development time is longer and the investment is greater. So far, only three countries have been able to develop fifth-generation fighters, which is far behind other generations of fighters. (The Mao family seems unable to achieve mass production. If we exclude it, there are only two left.)
"I don't think I need to repeat this too much, right?"

Ximen Lang didn't even need to explain to Bai Ling the fifth-generation fighter's superior stealth technology, hypersonic flight capabilities, and more comprehensive cyber warfare capabilities, as well as other outstanding capabilities that have not yet been announced or are being explored. Bai Ling was already consumed by a sense of powerless despair.

Seeing that Bai Ling was almost devastated by the huge gap, Ximen Lang comforted her.

"Actually, you don't have to be like that. Think about it from another perspective. If a war really breaks out, before your fighter jets can even take off, all your airports will be bombed to pieces by me."

"The same goes for planes. No matter if they're good or bad, advanced or outdated, they're all blown to pieces before they even hit the runway."

"It doesn't matter whether it's good or bad, or advanced or not. Doesn't it make sense to think this way?"

Bai Ling wanted to bite him to death after hearing his persuasion which was worse than no persuasion at all!

He decisively stuffed a chicken leg into Bai Ling's mouth to stop her from taking any further action.

Ximen Lang wondered.

"No, I just don't understand why you insist on treating us as imaginary enemies? We are all the same."

"Don't even mention our ancestors. Even our parents who gave birth to us and raised us are absolutely right!"

"We are all family, blood is thicker than water. We share the same roots. Why are you always dwelling on those nonsense? It hurts so much, don't you think?"

This is indeed true.

We are all family, there is really no need to look down on others through the cracks in the door.

But the problem is
"I just can't help thinking about it. What can I do?"

Of course, the key to the problem is.
"You guys are so strong, just a flick of your finger and we're gone. Even if we wanted to fight to the death, there's nowhere to fight, let alone the kind where we can't win! The gap is so huge, and there are so many temptations! What if someone can't resist the temptation, what do you think we should do?"

You know what, this is really a problem.

If this wasn't the world of a courtyard house, it wouldn't be suitable for all those trivial things.

If two people are wrong, even if this world is Ximen Lang’s favorite Hongwu and Yongle dynasties!
Ximen Lang had definitely begun to figure out how to dethrone the emperor and take the throne himself.

If someone as insignificant as him were like this, who could guarantee that others wouldn't overthink things and wouldn't be tempted by the world's resources?
In addition, since he has been mobilizing resources from the future in such a high-profile manner, there will always be a day when he can no longer continue and will be discovered and exposed.

Therefore, Bai Ling’s worries are not unreasonable, but are indeed a fact that is very likely to happen.

It was obvious that Bai Ling was scaring herself, but as she spoke, she made Ximen Lang a little depressed.

He didn't even have the appetite to eat, and he just got together with Bai Ling, who was worried, and thought about this extremely challenging question together.

But immediately, Ximen Lang came to his senses.

"That's not right! I'm the one in control of everything! Not to mention that they won't invade anyway, even if they do, don't I still have me?!"

"I'll take care of everything, why are you still worried about this?!"

(End of this chapter)