Colonel Brown was abruptly named, and was immediately stared at by a circle of people. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info suddenly saw the president turn his head to look at himself, Colonel Brown was so frightened that he stood up on the table and shouted: "This kind of warhead was proposed as a new concept in February this year, and if it succeeds, with stealth coating, the probability of the warhead being captured by radar can be reduced to 1 in 10,000!" Verified to work! DARPA is being tested! ”

"But look at the people! It's already been implemented! Watson, excuse me what you just said? Backward development and economic constraints? Are you still alive in the last century Watson!! The general "snapped" and the screen trembled, angrily pointing at Watson, who was sweating with his head down, fancy insults, "You claim that the other party's satellite and fire control are two years behind us, but the design of other people's warheads is twenty years ahead of us!" Do you know how devastating this terrible intelligence mistake can be? You will make the Federation gleefully plunge into the abyss from which it will never return! ”

Watson, who had just made a big fuss, didn't dare to squeak, hating himself for being greedy for merit and speaking too quickly, and as a result, he became a bird and regretted it.

The president was displeased, frowned and asked, "But twenty years ahead?" General, DARPA is already working, and I believe that it will be possible to come up with excellent works and even better performance in three years at the latest. Twenty years? It's a bit of an exaggeration. ”

The general frowned and fell back, pressing the controller in his palm with a straight face, slowly switching pictures.

Mrs. Clinton saw that each picture she switched was basically exactly the same as the previous one. After reading a set of pictures, the president had no clue. Mrs. Clinton was stunned.

The general does not even glance at the president. He didn't expect this woman to understand. So he snorted coldly and glanced at the corner: "Colonel Brown, you tell them what you saw." ”

Poor Colonel Brown shook to his feet and said incredulously: "Warhead...... The trajectory of the warhead is changing. ”

"Huh?" Watson did not believe that there were warheads in the world that automatically changed orbits, and laughed contemptuously and mockingly. But he saw General Marshall's gaze move to his face.

"Hah!" Watson immediately corrected his attitude, "Incredible. ”

"Are you mistaken? Colonel Brown. An expert from the Strategic Missile Defense Bureau leaned over and asked in a low voice: "Conventional missiles rely on fuel tanks and rocket bodies to complete maneuvers and orbit changes outside the atmosphere. When the warhead re-enters the atmosphere, its fuel tank has fallen off, and there is no power source to adjust its direction, making a predictable 'uniform acceleration parabolic motion', so that it is captured and intercepted by the 'radar-missile system'. This is also where the theater defense system rests. ”

"So, they've been ahead for 20 years! Take a look at the modeling results of this set of photos, idiots! General Marshall muttered angrily, and felt for a thick document bag, "Smack! He slammed down on the tactical conference table with a thunderous sound, and the frightened Watson shrank his head. The document bag cracked directly, and the thick stack of documents slid into a line like a casino deal.

The president frowned like a great enemy, and she didn't have time to care about the general's bad temper. Mrs. Clinton leaned over to grab the papers, out of reach, and it was Colonel Brown who stood up and picked them up and handed them to her.

Mrs. Clinton nodded in thanks, sat down silently and frowned carefully, this document is a detailed physical modeling and trajectory analysis of the Dongfeng warhead, the data is overwhelming, and the formulas are endless, Mrs. Clinton can't understand it. She closed her eyes and rubbed her temples.

She had a hunch that she was going to return with regrets.

General Marshall saw that the staff officers were carefully reading the division documents, raised his head and took a puff of cigar, turned his head to stare at everyone and explained: "According to the analysis of mathematical modeling, the warhead taken in this group of photos has completed seven fine-tuning in the direction in just two seconds, that is, it has been automatically corrected seven times!" Watson, what are you talking about? Do you want to predict where someone's missile will land to trigger the defense? to draw a trajectory graph? To launch a missile interceptor? ”

Watson shuddered, he closed his eyes tightly, and heard the angry five-star general roar in pain: "But people's missiles will turn around!" Do you predict one for me? Seven directional corrections! If there are 6 fake moves, do you want to submit me 6 fake targets, present 6 wrong trajectories, and then we will launch a bomb in the sky and then shoot it into the air? When the Mach 20 warhead roars in, every slight turn it makes will form a displacement error of thousands of meters! Even if you scan it, you can't guess it, how can you intercept it? Stupid, stupid! ”

The general's silent and suppressed fury was difficult to restrain himself, his beard trembled, his face was like yellow paper, and his spit flew everywhere: "Others have done what you can't do, which has directly led to the obsolescence of the entire costly theater defense system!" The saddest thing is that you have no idea! You even think you've won! You're still showing off, with an interception rate of up to 88%! ”

The tactical pen in the general's hand was thrown Watson's face: "Autonomous orbit change nuclear warhead, you intercept one and show me!" If the president listens to your nonsense and starts a decisive battle, countless suns will rise in North America, countless times! ”

Watson was hit in the forehead by a thick oil-based pen, staggered back, and immediately stood upright, his hair bowing and shaking.

Mrs. Clinton was unwilling, and even more dissatisfied with the general's prestige in intimidating the entire meeting, she glanced at the princes, frowned, and asked, "Is there any restraint for this kind of derailment warhead?" ”

Colonel Brown stood up and said in a low voice: "The electronic chip in the warhead can be destroyed with an EMP weapon." But the practicality is not high. When the warhead rushes back into the atmosphere at an angle of 70 degrees, the speed is up to Mach 17-25, and we do not have time to deploy much work. ”

Mrs. Clinton pondered for a long time, scratched the conference table with her palm, and asked softly, "When will we be able to develop an autonomous orbit-changing nuclear warhead?" ”

Colonel Brown bowed his head and his voice fell: "DARPA has been trying. However, the space of the warhead is narrow, and the precise electromagnetic wave transceiver, autonomous intelligent computing chip, and orbit change kinetic energy structure design all have harsh requirements for space configuration...... Unless...... Unless computer chips evolve to the molecular level. ”

"Molecular Computers." General Marshall stared at Colonel Brown and repeated suspiciously, "You mean, they already have molecular computers?" ”

"I'm not sure, maybe the warhead is just a 'self-confusing evasion movement', which requires a slightly lower chip, but definitely exceeds the current high-end materials. I can only say that the Dongfeng warhead is equipped with the best smart chip in Asia, because it has the same amount of computing power as our main machine. Brown said ashamedly.

Watson was not willing to be bloody, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, raised his head and emphasized: "Warhead guidance requires satellite positioning, and the other side's satellite guidance system has limited resources and cannot complete the guidance task of a large number of missiles at the same time, and they are ......much worse than us in this regard."

"Get intel to prove your claim, Mr. Watson." General Marshall coldly poked the old man to the point, "Otherwise, I'll have a hard time believing your speculation, Watson." I now have more faith in my enemies than in you. ”

Watson remembered the pain of being refuted just now, and hurriedly laughed and pushed: "Speculation." I'm just speculating. (To be continued.) )