Genius is just the threshold for me!

"etc!"

When the leader saw that the proposal had been taken away, he quickly grabbed Wang Xingguo and scolded him angrily, "Are you Wang Xingguo a monkey? You flip the table at the slightest inconvenience!"

"Your Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group (CAC) will foot the bill... They spent over a billion yuan in just a few months researching and finalizing this plan."

"Commander, you underestimate us."

Wang Xingguo chuckled: "The richest man in the country is now in Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group. He put a lot of effort into this plan and is happy to pay for it himself and build it for fun."

"What? The richest man in the country?" The leader was even more confused now, and subconsciously let go of his hand, his brows furrowing.

"Lin Weiliang, Chief Engineer Lin."

Wang Xingguo shrugged: "Because of my personal invention patents for drones, robotic dogs, and lithium batteries, my net worth is now at least 3000 billion yuan, making me the undisputed richest man in the country. Moreover, my net worth continues to rise due to the new energy industry."

The drone platform, laser interception platform, and loyal wingman cooperative combat platform in this solution are all areas of Chief Engineer Lin's research... He could easily fund a research project himself, spending two or three hundred billion yuan to build one for fun and to test his knowledge.

"Damn it, Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group has gone mad!"

The leader's eyes widened: "Research can produce a national billionaire with a net worth of 300 billion?"

"There's no other way; technology is the primary productive force..."

Wang Xingguo shrugged, picked up the documents on the table, saluted and said goodbye, "I'm going back. I'll bring the new plan over in half a month, but because we need to ensure a truly invisible structure, all the platform's functions will have to be heavily cut."

"stop!"

Upon hearing this, the leader hurriedly called out to Wang Xingguo, took the plan document from Wang Xingguo's hand, and coughed twice.

"Ahem... This plan is quite good, but there are still many details I don't quite understand. I'll have the staff and think tank discuss and work through it. If there are no problems, then we'll proceed with this plan..."

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night.

Because Lin Weiliang was on a business trip to the National University of Defense Technology, the logistics department had a batch of classified materials to be stored in the warehouse that night, and Zhang Xiali had to work overtime. As usual, Lin Dong came to Xu Qingling's place for a free meal.

After dinner, rest for a while.

Lin Dong took Xu Ziming's confidential notebook and settled down on the sofa to work on things.

"Dongdong, open your mouth."

Xu Qingling washed a plate of fresh winter strawberries and sat down next to Lin Dong. She picked up a strawberry and handed it to him, asking curiously, "Wasn't that plan finalized yesterday? Why did it suddenly stop?"

"The plan has been improved and upgraded with many functions. We need headquarters' approval, so we might as well take a two-day break." Lin Dong opened his mouth and took a bite, leaving only a strawberry stem in Xu Qingling's hand.

"I see."

Xu Qingling threw the strawberry stems into the trash can, ate one herself, and then gave Lin Dong another one.

Ding-dong! Ding-dong—

At this moment, Lin Dong's secure phone, which was placed next to him, kept ringing and several messages popped up.

[001]: The plan was approved. A group of people discussed and deduced for most of the day, and finally came to two conclusions: a sixth-generation bomber! A new type of aircraft carrier!

【001】: I thought they could offer some suggestions for improvement, but they didn't offer anything. They just kept praising Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group, which made me wait in vain.

[001]: I'll be back tonight. Also, I just spoke with the commander about the J-20's application for early decommissioning, and it's fine, no problem.

[001]: Once the Red Ghost completes its test flights and achieves the expected combat training results, the J-20 can be unsealed. At that time, the dark clouds will dissipate and the sunlight will shine in...

"The J-20 project is off the air, so Uncle Zhang..." Xu Qingling exclaimed in surprise when she saw the message revealed when Lin Dong unlocked his phone.

Lin Dong did not reply. He put down his phone, entered Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group's intranet, entered an access code on his laptop, and accessed an internally archived interface.

Di-

Nineteen employee profiles were displayed on the screen, but the photos of these profiles had all been turned into black and white.

Next to the photo, basic information such as name, level, age, status, etc. are displayed, along with a resume of projects participated in and the key tasks of the projects they were responsible for.

But the last line of the project resume is all about one project name—J-20 fighter jet.

"3 core project team members, 16 subordinate team members..."

Lin Dong looked at the three core members. Two of them were over forty years old, while the youngest face in the middle was thirty-four.

This was Zhang Zihua's father, whom they called Uncle Zhang when they were children, but who suddenly disappeared in the second semester of the third grade.

Today it is today.

Aside from the still unknown cause of death, other information about the 16 non-core members has been made public, and the procedures for identifying and publicizing them as martyrs have also been completed.

As for the remaining three core members, since the project has not yet been unsealed, the various benefits for their families have been arranged, but all information can only remain internal. Even the normal public disclosure process for martyrs has been circumvented in accordance with the law due to its high degree of confidentiality.

No one outside knew where they went, let alone what they were doing.

Even after everyone else has passed away, the child can still proudly say, "My dad/mom is a martyr."

But the core members left. Although they received all the benefits in secret, until the relevant information can be declassified and made public, all we can say is that my dad/mom is busy with work.

This is also why Zhang Zihua has been unable to break free from his current situation.

If things had followed the original trajectory, the relevant information would not have been made public until Lin Dong was a sophomore in college, in 2019.

But ultimately, because too much time had passed, it left an indelible mark on his heart, causing the lively and cheerful Zhang Zihua of his childhood to completely die, leaving behind a silent Zhang Zihua who chases after the shadow of his deceased father...

"Dongdong~"

Xu Qingling noticed Lin Dong's expression, tugged at her sleeve, took Lin Dong's hand, and whispered when Lin Dong looked over, "Didn't Uncle Wang say that the lockdown would be lifted once this project is completed? You said it would only take a little over two years, so there's no need to rush..."

"I know, no rush, let's wait another two years or so."

Lin Dong took a deep breath and nodded. The current pace he was controlling was just right to match the situation of the Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group team; if he rushed it any further, something bad would happen...

"Cough cough—"

At this moment, Xu Ziming changed his clothes and prepared to say goodbye to Xu Qingling before going out.

But when he turned around, he saw Lin Dong and Xu Qingling sitting on the living room sofa holding hands, and his face immediately darkened as he coughed twice.

"What are you looking at...?"

Xu Ziming walked over and glanced at the screen. When he saw the black and white photos on it, he paused and said to Lin Dong, "Why are you showing Lingling this if you have nothing else to do?"

"Dad, it's what I wanted to see..." Xu Qingling explained proactively.

"My godfather replied. The Red Ghost plan has been approved, and headquarters has also agreed to wait for the Red Ghost to be rolled off the production line and the J-20 to be decommissioned..."

Lin Dong briefly explained the situation, then looked at Xu Ziming and asked, "Uncle Xu, what was the situation with Uncle Zhang back then?"

"Why are you asking this...?"

Xu Ziming replied curtly, but seeing the serious looks in Lin Dong and Xu Qingling's eyes, he paused for two seconds before saying, "Nothing much, he just died suddenly from overwork."

Because the Emei engine project has made no progress, and the WS-10 engine's performance is insufficient.

To ensure supersonic cruise and sufficient maneuverability, the J-20 fighter jet has to adopt a layout called a lifting body canard vertical tail.

However, this aerodynamic layout involves extremely complex vortex control, which not only makes aerodynamic design difficult, but also requires a completely new design of the entire flight control system, and there is no precedent to follow in the world...

Back then, only three people at Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group (CAC) were researching this aerodynamic layout. Your Uncle Zhang Hao was one of them, and another person was about to retire.

After a year of hard work, one person who was about to retire couldn't take it anymore and started to rest, while another person fainted on the job due to overwork and was forced to rest by the doctor. Zhang Hao, relying on his youth, refused to slow down.

Another six months passed like this. Once the overall framework of the aerodynamic layout and flight control system was completed and the data verification was successful, I finally relaxed and collapsed...

At this point, Xu Ziming paused, closed his eyes briefly, and said in silence, "A ten-year project, six of which were spent in the final sprint."

Nineteen people sacrificed their lives, 47 took early sick leave, and 82 were reassigned after the project was completed because their physical condition made them unable to continue the challenging research and development tasks.

At that time, Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group (CAC) had only 2603 ​​researchers and engineers. Nearly 6% of its personnel were dedicated to researching the J-20 fighter jet.

But we can't do without research.

The technological gap of fifth-generation fighter jets is overwhelming. Without them, all our fighter jets would be sitting ducks, and our entire air defense would be ineffective, allowing the enemy to enter at will.

Although the J-20 fighter jet still has a heart condition and cannot perform overseas missions, its very existence is a shield. Since its maiden flight two years ago, it has been protecting our skies for two years…