Rebirth of the 1980s: The Military Industry Empire

Fortunately, it was only a verbal agreement, and the documents hadn't been formally signed yet. Horev needed to go back and discuss it with other senior executives of the company, and he had to bring Amos and the others along.

Seeing that Horev and the others were about to board the plane, Natalie couldn't help but walk a few steps faster and catch up with Horev, asking in Hebrew, "Hey, have you really decided to bring the aircraft data over?"

"Yes, time is of the essence now."

"You're letting a country that only knows how to imitate and has never independently developed an aircraft help you modify it?"

This sentence woke Horev up: That's right, the East hasn't independently developed anything yet. Everything is just theory! Is it a bit risky to rashly give it to the East?

"Ms. Natalie, do you remember that aircraft we saw on the first day?" Amos said from the side, "The Easterners have the technology."

Natalie's first impression was of those peppers, then being tossed around all night, and then...

Now hearing Amos say this, she realized: She did see a modified fighter in the workshop of Factory 132. The MiG-21 with the nose intake had been changed to a ventral intake and a canard layout. In that case, the Easterners should have solved the problem of coexisting canards and ventral intakes.

Since that's the case, then she doesn't need to remind them of anything.

"Perhaps," Natalie nodded.

Horev came in a hurry and left in a hurry. Watching the plane take off, Natalie had a complicated expression, turning her head to look at Qin Yang: "President Qin, your East is truly a magical place."

"Is that so? If you like it, you can stay here longer," Qin Yang said. "In addition to helping us mount the Python-3 missile on our fighter jets, you can also do some other things."

"What things?"

Looking at the teasing in Natalie's eyes, Nie Xiaoqian understood in her heart: This woman's wicked intentions haven't died yet! She still has ideas about Yang-ge!

"You can taste the delicacies here, you can admire the scenery here, do whatever you want."

"Qin, can you accompany me?"

"Of course not, I still have a lot of things to do. Let's go see how the missile mounting is progressing. Shouldn't you, the person in charge of this Python-3 missile, put your energy into your work?"

Natalie was just about to nod, then thought of something: "No, I'm still not feeling well, I have to go back and rest. Just let someone else handle the missile mounting and modification."

Watching Natalie's departing figure, Lin Heping leaned over: "Xiao Yang, I think she's going to play tricks, right?"

"What tricks can she play? At most, she'll install a bug in the room I'm staying in. I'm waiting for it. Now that the business with Institute 611 has been settled, we have to speed up our business as well."

Lin Heping was stunned: "You can actually guess what she's going to do? I'll go take a look."

Half an hour later.

"Xiao Yang, you guessed correctly. She can actually pick locks. She opened the door to your and Xiaoqian's room, sneaked in, and installed three bugs."

Qin Yang smiled: "She's really bold. Doesn't she know that she'll be deported for doing that? Our country is too good to foreigners."

Ring ring, ring ring!

"Hello? Old Lin, are you back? So fast? What? Grumman is sending someone over? Okay, okay, I'll go back tomorrow. You prepare ten million US dollars!"

Natalie's heart sank.

So fast!

"Don't worry, things are progressing smoothly here, everything is ready."

Things are ready here? What does that mean?

Knock knock, knock knock!

There was another knock on the door, Natalie quickly hid the bug receiver. Anxious voices rang out from outside without opening the door: "Ms. Natalie, something happened, something happened!"

"Adam? What happened?" She recognized it as one of her men, and quickly went to open the door.

The story of Adam and Eve is known all over the world. Israeli boys like to be named Adam, just like Xiaoming in the East and Ivan in Russia.

This Adam has yellow skin and black eyes, looking almost the same as a Mongoloid. His face was full of panic, and his eyes rolled helplessly left and right, as if they had lost focus.

"Adam, come in and tell me, what's the situation?"

"We've already modified the pylons, and were about to mount the missile, but when we opened the packaging box, we found that it was a simulation model missile!"

"What?" Natalie's expression suddenly changed: "Did we get the wrong one?"

"No, when we transported it onto the plane, it was a live missile, and our missiles also have codes on the outside. These codes all represent live rounds, but the missile is a model."

"Go, let's go take a look." Natalie strode quickly, following Adam to the warehouse.

Factory 132 strongly supports the arrival of Rafael, and has specially vacated a warehouse for them, a separate warehouse, to store the things they moved from the plane, including the Python-3 missiles to be tested, which are all genuine big guys!

Two people stood at the door of the warehouse. Although they were not carrying guns, they exuded a murderous aura. They were members of the Kingfisher Force who had put on suits. They had made great achievements in the recent Lebanese civil war and were elites among elites!

Natalie looked at the warehouse again. There were no windows on the cyan walls, and there was only a small vent on the red roof. As long as the door of this warehouse was guarded, it would be absolutely safe.

It was said that it was impossible for anyone to secretly replace the missiles, but the fact was right in front of them.

At this time, a long box was opened inside the warehouse door, and the contents inside were also carried out.

The appearance is almost exactly the same as the Python-3. The texture of the wood is revealed under the light. There is no gyro rudder on the four tail fins. This is a clear distinction between real and fake missiles. There is also a glass cover on the seeker, but the seeker cannot be seen inside the cover.

The pylons have been installed and the missiles can be mounted tomorrow, so they came to the warehouse in advance to unpack the boxes and plan to test the missiles in advance. After opening the wooden boxes, they found that the contents had become models!

The Easterners know the rules very well, and they are all standing outside, surrounded by a crowd.

"Ms. Natalie, what exactly is going on?" Old Tu was a little anxious outside: "How could you be so careless and bring over the simulation model missiles? We are going to prepare for live ammunition target practice!"

"No, what we transported was live ammunition. Look at the code here, 0246, this is the 246th missile we produced, it is definitely a finished product. These missiles must have been replaced here!"

"Ms. Natalie, what do you mean by this?" Old Tu's expression changed: "The outer layer here is guarded by us, and the inner layer is guarded by you. Even a fly can't fly in. How could someone replace the missiles? You must have made a mistake during transportation! Don't shirk responsibility."

Natalie's mind was in a mess, and she suddenly thought of Qin Yang's words on the phone: Things are progressing smoothly here, everything is ready.

So that's what it was!

Due to Rafael's procrastination, the Easterners did not sign the agreement before leaving, but they definitely wanted to buy it. In order to find out the truth about the East, Rafael sent Natalie to bring people over in advance to help with the missile mounting test, even though the Easterners had not paid the deposit yet.

Now, even if there is a problem with Rafael's contract, the Easterners don't care. They want to buy seekers from Grumman and imitate other parts from their lost missile. In this way, the Easterners can produce missiles themselves.

Not to mention the 50 million technology transfer fee, even the initial procurement costs can be saved by the Easterners. Those idiots at Rafael!

"Immediately book me a plane ticket, I'm going back," Natalie said through gritted teeth.