Chapter 3 Refurbishment of Old Fighters? Wrong! Miss by a mile!
Surname Lu?
Through your own identity access card.
And then called up military materials worth 8 million costs?
What is I Nima Luchen doing?
After Zhang Heng heard the notice of the members of the Ministry of Military Materials.
The whole person was directly dumbfounded.
He promised Lu Chen the materials needed to refurbish the J-10.
It can be obtained unconditionally from the Jiangcheng Military Materials Department.
And Zhang Heng also gave his identity channel card to Lu Chen.
However, he never expected that Lu Chen would live out so ruthlessly all of a sudden.
"What's the matter, Zhang Heng."
"Is it an airshow exhibit machine?"
After Lin Guojin saw the change on Zhang Heng's face, he was also stunned for a moment.
"Is there something wrong?"
"Nope." Zhang Heng's face quickly regained his composure.
Then, he said to the other end of the phone, "It's okay, that's my friend." β
"His requests were all approved."
When the members of the Jiangcheng Military Materials Department heard this, they breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he replied, "Yes, Major Zhang." β
Now that Major Zhang knows about this matter and allows it.
Then they don't think about anything else.
After Zhang Heng ended the call, he looked at Section Chief Lin who was puzzled.
He quickly explained: "It's my friend who has been refurbished, aren't we handing over the empty shell of the retired J-10 to him?" β
"Naturally, some materials will be used for this renovation."
"It was he who applied for some materials just now, and it was the phone call of the materials department."
"I see." When Lin Guojin heard this, the doubts in his heart suddenly disappeared.
Think about it too.
The retired J-10 fighter plane was personally led by him to dismantle all the classified parts on it.
And now to pull to the other party for renovation and polishing, that naturally also needs to be mended.
With some materials, it is also quite reasonable.
Besides, it's just a refurbishment and polishing of the shell fighter.
How much material can I use?
Count him as five or six hundred thousand, right?
Thinking of this, Section Chief Lin didn't say anything more.
Next, he is going to think about the safety of the next air show.
After Zhang Heng left the section chief's office.
immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed Lu Chen's phone.
"Hey!"
"Brother! You're really my brother! β
"You didn't treat me as an outsider at all, did you?"
"No, let's just refurbish and polish the empty shell J-10, and by the way, change the shell shape!"
"You, you, you, you directly applied for military materials with a cost of 8 million?!"
"Thanks to my rank, I can still carry it!"
"Brother Lu, what are you doing here?"
Zhang Heng said in a hurry.
At this moment.
The outskirts of Jiangcheng.
Inside the Magic Factory.
Lu Chen sat in front of the workbench, and the pen in his hand was falling rapidly on the drawing on the desktop.
And the shape of the fighter on the drawing is the shape of the "White Emperor Fighter"!
"What the hell am I going to do?"
"Of course, it's the transformation of this rusty and slag-dropping J-10!"
"I changed this according to your request."
"No, no, no, no, no?"
"Can't we supply this little thing?"
Lu Chen pursed his lips and said.
When Zhang Heng heard this, his face shook fiercely.
Then he gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Lu." β
"You really can't be sloppy about this."
"If it's a mess."
"The badge on my shoulder has to be lowered."
"Don't worry, you still don't worry about my errands?" Lu Chen glanced at the drawings he had just completed.
Then he said: "I sent you the modeling drawings I just designed, and you will know whether I am reliable or not." β
After all that is said.
Lu Chen drew the fuselage modeling drawings of the "White Emperor Fighter" that he had just drawn.
sent it to Zhang Heng's mobile phone.
Here, Zhang Heng looked at the sci-fi fighter shape and shape drawings on the phone.
I couldn't help but light up in front of me.
"I'll rub, Brother Lu."
"You have a futuristic design!"
Zhang Heng saw that Lu Chen was so concerned, and the worries in his heart were also relaxed.
"Of course."
"Alright, I'm very busy here, hang up."
"Remember to get the materials in as fast as possible."
"Time is tight, the task is heavy, understand?" Lu Chen said to the phone.
"Understood!"
Zhang Heng was not ambiguous, and immediately notified the Jiangcheng Military Materials Department again.
As long as it's Lu Chen's phone.
No matter what the material is, send it to Lu Chen immediately.
Should it be said or not.
rushed to the shape drawings of the model fighter that Lu Chen sent to be exhibited.
Zhang Heng already felt that this matter was stable!
Looking at the drawings of the exhibition fighter in the mobile phone, Zhang Heng couldn't help but smack his tongue!
"This sci-fi sharp shape...... If it's really a sixth-generation aircraft...... How wonderful......"
Then, Zhang Heng shook his head.
Put away this unrealistic idea.
In the evening of the same day.
More than a dozen large transport military vehicles are slowly driving into the suburbs of Jiangcheng.
Inside the first transporter.
"Minister Wu, you don't have to come in person for this transportation mission."
"Just leave it to us."
"You work hard in the materials department every day, and you have to work overtime at night......
A man sitting in the passenger seat spoke.
"This is our task." Wu Yong after hearing the co-pilot's words.
A smile also appeared on the resolute face.
"Minister Wu, even if it's a task."
"It would be nice to leave it to us young people to transport it."
"You are the head of our Jiangcheng Military Materials Department."
"Why bother with it." The co-pilot's assistant said.
"Xiao Liu, let me ask you." Wu Yong shook his head with a smile and asked, "What are the materials we are transporting?" β
"Didn't Major Zhang say that he was sending some exhibit fighter refurbished materials to a factory of his friend that received an order from the military."
When the assistant Xiao Liu heard this, he scratched his head and said.
"Liu, you're still too young." Wu Yong's eyes flashed with a hint of sophistication.
"I have been working in the Jiangcheng Military Materials Department for nearly 30 years."
"I don't dare to say that I am one of the best in terms of control of some materials, but I definitely have my own judgment!"
"Are these materials refurbished materials?"
"Have you ever seen a machine that requires close to fifty tons of rare metal?"
"Not to mention metal, there are all kinds of sensing elements."
"Even, there are some parts that can only be used by the Ministry of Space!"
"Refurbishing old fighters?"
"Wrong!"
"Big mistake!"
"I dare to assert!"
"This mission!"
"It's definitely not an old fighter refurbished!"
"It's a super secret military research mission that even I am not qualified to know!!"
"I reckon!"
"This time, the level of military R&D tasks is at least S-level!"
The more Wu Yong said that his expression became more and more affirmative!
"Shhhhh
After the assistant Xiao Liu heard Minister Wu's analysis, the hairs on the back of the whole person instantly turned upside down! Get oneβs dander up!
And the way he looked at Minister Wu, he became more and more respectful and awe-inspiring!
"I see!"
"Minister Wu!"
"It's you!!"
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