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Chapter 177 Knocked Out and Thrown Out (Fourth Update, Please Subscribe and Vote)

"What's wrong with this?" Li Song thought it was impossible, because the items he got from the second-hand platform were all authenticated by professional institutions.

If these professional institutions determine that the evidence is fake, I can claim compensation, but in this particular time and space, I cannot.

"It seems there's a discrepancy between the data from Daheiyu and the data publicly released by Amei." Section Chief Zhou wasn't clear on the specifics either.

"Oh, I forgot to mention. Because of the competition with the big brother in the north, America will optimize these data when it is released. That is, it will increase the extreme data by about 15%. Whether it is the big black fish, fighter jets, or aircraft carriers, they will be optimized."

“Speaking of which, there’s another one, which is the space race, also a strategy of the US to drag down its northern neighbor. According to the US’s prediction, Big Brother won’t last more than a few years,” Li Song said.

When Section Chief Zhou heard this, he was startled and jumped. What? Big Brother is not doing well?

How can this be?

Judging from the strength of our big brother, it's no exaggeration to say he's number one on Earth.

"Brother Zhou, let's compare some data. How many countries does the Big Brother have on his side? Aside from himself, how do his subordinates compare to America's?"

"Another issue is agricultural products. The data from our big brother is so good, with a bumper harvest this year and a bumper harvest next year, but why does he keep importing our agricultural products?"

"Besides, there's the Japanese. Although the Koreans are also controlled by the US, at least the US has given the Japanese some leeway. But what about Big Brother? He just crushed their tanks in their faces?"

"If you were Brother Zhou, and you were the big brother's underling, what would you think?"

"And there are also the policies of the Big Brother internally, Brother Zhou, you probably know about them, right? They have many ethnic groups, but which ethnic group is valued?"

"Aren't we a perfect example? Japan and South Korea were the ones who actively allowed the US to station troops there. Big Brother is just dreaming!"

"A few years ago, they supported the south in opposing us, but now they're supporting our neighbor, the third brother. Who would follow such a big brother?"

"Of course, this is just the analysis I saw from Amei regarding Big Brother. Actually, I don't believe it either, but after reading it, I feel that Amei and Big Brother are both quite good at lying," Li Song said with a chuckle.

Section Chief Zhou chuckled dryly and said, "Then I'll take my leave. I'll go report to my work now."

"Yeah!" Li Song nodded.

Section Chief Zhou immediately reported the matter, and the report was quickly delivered to the leadership.

"Tsk tsk!"

"I never expected these Americans to be such a braggart!"

"Boss, this is quite normal. Warfare is all about deception! It's not surprising that both sides use any means to compete."

"Yes, it's all our fault for trusting them too much."

"We have no choice but to believe it; there are some things we can only believe before we know whether they are true or false."

"Yes, better safe than sorry."

"However, I think Amei's analysis of Big Brother is somewhat wrong. Big Brother does have this or that problem, but they have so many troops, tens of thousands of tanks, and so many planes and artillery."

"Yes, Amei's analysis is correct. The internal strife on Big Brother's side is too intense. With their style, I don't think it will last long. Whoever comes up first denounces the previous one, isn't that nonsense?"

"Alas, this political model is indeed going to cause great turmoil, and denying the previous administration will inevitably implicate those who were in the previous administration."

"However, we can't let our guard down. What if the people behind Li Song have limited access to information?"

"Well, we should only use these things as a reference, using other people's technology to study our own. If we keep following in their footsteps in terms of technology, we will always fall behind," the top leader said in the end.

"Okay!" "That's right!" Everyone applauded.

"Boss, is it about the plane allocation?" someone asked.

After the three fighter jets were unloaded, due to road and transportation limitations, they could only be stored in the shipyard's warehouse, along with the data and the scrapped engines wrapped in a waterproof tarpaulin.

Engineers from several major fighter jet manufacturers, as well as leaders from those manufacturers.

They received orders in the early hours of the 13th and took a train to the shipyard, because at that time Section Chief Zhou and others had already seen three fighter jets.

I didn't see the fighter jets until the afternoon of the 15th.

Among the Chengdu, Shenyang, and Guiyang aircraft manufacturers, Shenyang is undoubtedly the leader.

These people greeted each other warmly as soon as they met. In fact, they used to be together, but they were separated due to strategic needs.

Everyone tacitly refrained from asking why they were there, because with so many people gathered together, something big must have happened.

On the afternoon of the 15th, these people arrived at the shipyard's warehouse. The leaders and experts were puzzled: What are we doing at the shipyard?
Come back to the warehouse!

The warehouse door was locked. From the outside, there was no sign of anything happening, but once inside, it was separated by plastic sheeting. There was a body search, and then we had to put on protective clothing.

If it weren't for their direct supervisors, everyone on site would have gotten angry, especially the leaders from the major aircraft manufacturers.

"Damn it, are you still half asleep?!" After the body search, everyone lifted the plastic sheet, and then someone cursed.

Everyone rubbed their eyes in unison. Three fighter jets were just sitting there in the warehouse.

An F-14, a single-seat F-15, and a rare two-seat training version of the F-15. And most importantly, this doesn't make sense.

If it were just wreckage, that would be understandable, but this looks like it's intact... this must be a dream.

"This is the technical manual. Take a look at it first, and then check the aircraft."

"A preliminary inspection has been conducted, and there is no radiation, no toxicity, and no radio signal," the direct supervisor said.

"It's real!" Several factory leaders came up to the plane and touched it to confirm it.

Then, the factory leaders who were just good buddies, drinking and eating together, suddenly started to dislike each other, because they all understood what was going to happen this time.

What else can we do? These big guys definitely need to be divided up.

"Ahem, this is a good thing. Our Shen family has the manpower and the technology. You can entrust it to us. We guarantee that we will have results in three years..." The head of the Shen family said directly.

"Ahem, the Shen family is very large, but it's too close to the border. Now that we've separated into the Cheng family, shouldn't we be allowed to establish our own families?"

"Yes, our family is also capable and has the technology..."

"That's hard to say. Fighter jet research depends on strength and resources."

“The Shen family’s system belongs to the eldest brother. It would be best to hand over these American goods to the Cheng family or the Gui family. The Cheng family wants the F-14, and the Gui family wants the F-15.” Several leaders began to inspect the aircraft and then spoke.

"What's wrong with America's goods? When the time comes, we'll combine the strengths of Big Brother and America to create an even better fighter jet."

"Heh, do you even believe it yourself? This is 1+1!" The factory leaders argued back and forth.

"Stop arguing, there's still technical data, complete of it," the direct supervisor quickly said when he heard the commotion.

This statement startled everyone. This... there's even technical data? This doesn't make sense!
Then the leaders' gazes became even more intense, as if they wished they could punch those annoying guys to the ground, throw them out of their own warehouse, and even touch their own planes—what a scoundrel!
(End of this chapter)