Forced to marry a disabled man in the countryside? I'll repay you tenfold!

He was so excited that his hands were trembling. He grabbed Su Wanqing's hand, his eyes red-rimmed.

Another elderly expert, his hair graying, tremblingly stroked the nearest fighter jet, tears streaming down his face.

"Yes, so many fighter jets mean we no longer have to live at the mercy of others! Our airspace security is truly guaranteed, and we're no longer afraid of being bullied in border conflicts. In recent years, we've been suffocated by the US's aircraft carriers and fighter jets, and our coastal cities have been under constant threat. With these, who would dare to provoke us easily? This is a real strategic deterrent!" He became more and more emotional as he spoke, tears streaming down his face.

The radar expert on the other side was so excited that he took off his coat, bared his shirt, and rushed into the middle of the aircraft, shouting at the top of his lungs:

"Damn it, they even talked about imitating in one year, manufacturing in three years, and catching up in five years. That stupid plan is too conservative! Let's master the technology in one year, and in three years, we'll be able to manufacture fighter jets that are even more advanced than these! Comrade Su, you are truly our savior! You have directly advanced the country's fighter jet program by fifty years! You are a great hero of the country and a benefactor of the people!"

He shouted and wiped away his tears, and the experts around him echoed him, no one thought he was exaggerating.

"You old codger, you're still a bit too conservative!"

Another old man pushed him aside, his voice booming like a bell, "We have these fighter jets. As long as we take them out for a spin during the National Day parade, the whole world will be blinded!"

This is a stealth fighter jet even more advanced than the US's. The fact that we've produced hundreds of these is tantamount to declaring to the world that China's aviation industry has achieved a leapfrog development! From now on, who will dare to underestimate us internationally? Who can hold us back? This is a super weapon for enhancing national prestige and boosting morale!

More importantly, the technology of these fighter jets can also feed back into civilian aviation, aerospace engineering, and missile technology, even taking nuclear bomb delivery capabilities to a new level! At that point, even the Soviet Union will have to think twice!

A group of people were so excited that they danced around. Some knelt on the ground and touched the fighter jet's landing gear, some lay on the wings to check the model, and others took out their notebooks and frantically drew sketches. The scene was chaotic yet touching.

Even the usually composed Zhou Yanshen let out a deep breath, his chest heaving violently.

He turned around, hugged Su Wanqing tightly, rested his chin on the top of her head, and said in a deep and passionate voice, "Wanqing, thank you. Military and national defense have always been our weaknesses, and airspace security has been a long-standing concern. Over the years, enemy warplanes have frequently approached us for reconnaissance, and we can only watch helplessly, powerless to retaliate."

Now that we have these fighter jets, we no longer have to live in fear. You not only saved my life, but you also saved the confidence of the entire country. This has truly fundamentally improved our defense posture.” He said, his voice trembling slightly.

Su Wanqing blinked. She didn't understand much about military strategy, but seeing everyone so excited made her happy too.

She leaned close to Zhou Yanshen's ear and whispered, "Yanshen, there are so many fighter jets this time, why don't you take some time to learn how to fly one?"

Zhou Yanshen was initially puzzled, but within two seconds he realized—if his wife asked him to learn, the only possibility was that she had some extras hidden away.

He looked at the numerous fighter jets filling the warehouse, and knowing his wife's personality, how could she not leave him a few of the best ones? His little wife really was...

Su Wanqing blinked and said with a smile, "Otherwise, what if the family gets a fighter jet in the future, and you don't know how to fly it? That would be such a waste!" Her tone was as relaxed as if she were saying, "What if the family gets a new car in the future, and you don't know how to drive it?"

Zhou Yanshen, who was always calm, was only shocked for a few seconds before quickly accepting it all.

It's like a butler suddenly telling a cow or horse, "Young master, you are actually the long-lost son of the richest man. The master is waiting for you to return and inherit 300 billion in assets." The cow or horse quickly and calmly accepts the reality and swiftly enters its new role.

In short, Su Wanqing discovered that no matter how much of an impact Zhou Yanshen faced, he could quickly digest it and take over steadily.

He nodded steadily and began to plan carefully: "Okay, I'll start learning as soon as I'm done with this. We also need to build an air combat team for these fighter jets, and I'll be in charge of coordinating everything." He even thought of the details.

After saying that, he leaned closer, squinted his eyes, and said with a hint of probing in his tone, "Wanqing, how about after I finish learning these, I learn about tanks and aircraft carriers?"

Otherwise, if his wife brings over these big machines again and he doesn't know how to operate them, wouldn't it be a complete waste?

Su Wanqing covered her mouth and laughed: "You can learn those if you want. Anyway, I've asked the higher-ups for special approval this time, so our family can also own a private fighter jet. I believe the organization should approve it. Once you've learned it, it will be convenient for us to go anywhere."

She has handed over so many fighter jets, isn't it normal for her to keep a few for herself?

The two were whispering to each other, while Deputy Commander Zhao and the others were pacing anxiously. After the initial excitement subsided, looking at the dilapidated warehouse, they felt a chill run down their spines.

Deputy Commander Zhao made a decisive decision:

"I'm immediately dispatching the entire military force of Bincheng to guard this area! This batch of fighter jets is a top national secret. A full lockdown is in effect from now on. They must be transported to the safest secret base. This is our lifeline, something Comrade Su Wanqing and her friends risked their lives for. We can't just leave them carelessly in this unprotected warehouse!"

The comrades in the central leadership group were also so excited that their voices trembled:

"I'll report this to my superiors immediately! This is incredibly important news. No matter what level of leadership it is, even the highest-ranking one will likely want to come and see these fighter jets in person. If radar technology is the guarantee of development for the next one or two decades, then these fighter jets are our strongest armed force right now, our most secret weapon. We must protect them!"

Radar and aircraft manufacturing experts were extremely anxious:

"All relevant departments across the country must immediately begin research! This is a godsend shortcut. Quickly mobilize all units involved in fighter jet manufacturing to study these two aircraft models. These are the best examples for imitation. Strive to master the technology within a year and achieve an upgrade within three years!"

A hundred or so people were talking at once, some busy compiling statistics, some arguing about transportation plans, and some so excited that tears streamed down their faces.

Some people insisted on using trains to transport it, while others insisted on using trucks to transport it in batches. Still others suggested disassembling and reassembling it. Everyone held their own opinion and argued fiercely.

Su Wanqing stood aside, not feeling anything special—after all, she had a cheat code, and could release hundreds of fighter jets with a single thought.