Special forces soldier demobilization: Starting from the county government compound, a meteoric rise

Storms always come without warning.

The day before, the Chinese internet was still celebrating the emergence of the "Longyuan" chip, with countless self-media outlets frantically forwarding the video of Liu Ming confronting Western reporters at the press conference, calling him "the backbone of the nation in the technology industry."

However, just 24 hours later, the cheers were abruptly cut short by a cold official document that flew in from across the ocean.

Effective immediately, all exports of equipment, raw materials, and related technology licenses related to advanced bit-scale semiconductor manufacturing to China are hereby suspended. All existing contracts are frozen indefinitely. Violators of this ban will face the highest level of global commercial sanctions!

This is an unprecedented "joint strangulation order".

Led by the M Group, it was jointly signed by sixteen Western oligopolies that possess core technologies.

There is no room for maneuver, no window for negotiation.

Their true intentions were revealed; they tore away all pretense of commercialism and directly mobilized the state apparatus of a hegemonic superpower. They intended to use this near-starvation tactic to suffocate this newly awakened Eastern technological dragon in its cradle!

"They've gone mad! They've completely gone mad!"

The atmosphere in the conference room of the High-Tech Industry Department of the National Development and Reform Commission was oppressive and suffocating. A deputy director in charge of industrial planning looked at the long "embargo list" in his hand, his hands trembling.

"They've cut off the supply of photoresist, high-purity sputtering targets, and even the most basic electronic-grade hydrofluoric acid! This isn't just a sanction; it's clearly an attempt to uproot our entire semiconductor industry chain!"

Which of the bureau-level officials present here isn't a seasoned veteran who has spent most of his life working in this industry? They understand the weight of this list better than anyone else.

It's like someone taking away all the bricks and cement used to build the house. No matter how good your designer or how brilliant your architecture, you can only draw empty promises on paper.

"Director Liu, what should we do now?"

All eyes turned to Liu Ming, who sat in the main seat. Their eyes were filled with anxiety, panic, and even a hint of blame.

If Liu Ming hadn't made such a definitive statement at the press conference, and if the performance of the "Longyuan" chip hadn't completely terrified those Western giants, perhaps they could have continued to linger in that "buying is worse than making" mentality for a few more years.

Liu Ming didn't speak. He leaned back in his chair, toying with a black fountain pen in his hand, his eyes as calm as a stagnant pool.

"What's the panic?"

After a long silence, he finally spoke, his voice not loud, but it carried a powerful, unwavering strength.

"The sky won't fall down."

"With a knife to your throat, how can you not panic?"

The deputy director who had spoken earlier became agitated. "Director Liu, I know you have great courage, but this is not the time to act impulsively! Without materials and equipment, how can we mass-produce 'Longyuan'? Are we just going to rely on manual polishing in the laboratory?"

"Who said there are no materials?" Liu Ming sneered, slamming his pen on the table with a loud thud.

"Did they think they could trap a dragon by putting up a barbed wire fence?"

"Innocent."

He stood up and scanned the entire room with piercing eyes.

"Pass down the notice: starting today, the core team of the 'Loongson Project' will be in complete isolation."

"Cancel all leave. Cut off all non-essential contact with the outside world."

"I want you to get the mass production yield of 'Longyuan' to over 80% within three months!"

The audience gasped! Three months? With a complete supply disruption, how could they possibly raise the yield rate to 80%? Wasn't that a pipe dream?

"Director Liu! This is simply impossible! We don't even have the most basic trial-and-error materials..."

"I said, I'll handle the materials issue." Liu Ming interrupted all the doubts without room for argument.

He looked at the group of bureaucrats who were still bound by the myth of Western technology, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes, but more so an unwavering determination.

"I don't care how difficult this is for you, all I know is that if we back down now, we'll be forever kneeling before others, begging for food!"

"Three months."

Liu Ming held up three fingers, his tone chilling, like a general overseeing a battle.

"If you can't build it, I'll offer my head as payment. And you're all fired!"

After saying that, he strode out of the conference room, leaving behind a room full of high-ranking officials who looked at each other in disbelief, too stunned to speak.

……

That afternoon, Liu Ming led his core research team of 100 people directly into the top-secret national laboratory located deep in the Yanshan Mountains. The gates slammed shut. The garrison took over all security within a ten-kilometer radius.

A solemn retreat, concerning everyone's fate, has officially begun.

However, Liu Ming's tough stance did not quell the panic from the outside world.

Or rather, this is exactly the result that the enemies hiding in the shadows most want to see.

With the official implementation of the "Joint Embargo Order," China's capital market experienced an unprecedented "Black Monday."

All stocks related to semiconductors, high-end manufacturing, and even those associated with new energy were wiped out at the opening bell! Thousands of stocks hit their daily limit down! A scene of utter despair!

"It's over! It's all over! My savings of ten years are all gone!" "How can you play now? They won't even sell you rice, how are you supposed to cook a meal?"

"I think Liu Ming is just a fraudster trying to gain fame! 'Longyuan' and independent research and development are all just empty promises! Now that the bubble has burst, he's hiding in his lab like a coward, leaving us small investors to take the fall!"

The online sentiment reversed instantly.

Under the deliberate manipulation of certain individuals, those netizens who initially elevated Liu Ming to a pedestal have now transformed into the most vicious keyboard warriors. They vented their resentment over the stock market crash and their fear of the future economy entirely on this thirty-year-old director.

Meanwhile, in the major business clubs of the capital city.

Those compradors and capitalists who had been suppressed by Liu Ming and could no longer hold their heads high were now raising champagne and starting a premature celebration.

"Hmph, young people are still too green." A bloated chamber of commerce president swirled his wine glass, a smug look on his face.

"Does he think he can fight against the technological hegemony of the West with just passion? It's like a mantis trying to stop a chariot!"

"Once these three months are over, the lab won't have anything to produce. Not only will Liu Ming be finished, but the Nangong Group, which has been supporting him, will also be wiped out!"

Despair, panic, mockery, scheming... all sorts of negative emotions, like a thick dark cloud, pressed down on the hearts of the Chinese business community and every stock investor.

Amidst this turmoil that swept through the city.

In a laboratory deep in the mountains, Liu Ming, wearing a white lab coat, stared intently at a silicon wafer under an electron microscope, his eyes sunken.

He completely shut out the noise from the outside world.

He knew that the best weapon to fight back against those who mocked him was...

Not saliva

Rather, it was a miracle.