Scholars in the courtyard

Yang Xiaotao walked into the factory and went straight to the aircraft design institute.

Inside the room, Wu Zhe was standing in front of the blackboard explaining something to the people below. Wang Xushan and Hu Feng stood up and said a few words from time to time. Yang Xiaotao listened for a while by the window but was not in a hurry to go in.

He could see that it was all about some experiences in aircraft assembly.

Wang Xushan and others sat below and listened, expressing their opinions from time to time.

Ten minutes later, Wu Zhe and others finished the meeting. When they went out, they were surprised to see Yang Xiaotao standing at the door.

"Military Yang, why didn't you tell me you were here?"

Wu Zhe hurried forward to ask, and Wang Xushan and others also gathered around.

"I just got here not long ago, and I didn't bother you guys because you were in a meeting!"

Yang Xiaotao put his hands in his pockets and said, "Is your meeting about aerial refueling tankers?"

While standing at the door, I vaguely heard voices from inside, so I asked.

"Yes, this time we are going to test-fly the modified air-to-fuel aircraft, so we are holding a meeting to summarize the experience!"

Wu Zhe started to explain, and Yang Xiaotao nodded, "So what? Is there anything worth learning?"

Wu Zhe nodded affirmatively, "When we took over this aircraft, 90% of the configuration work had been completed."

"We are just modifying it, so the workload is not too big!"

"The only thing that is a little uncertain is that the original aircraft has not completed all the test flights, which is also a bit of a problem!"

Wu Zhe explained the situation, and Wang Xushan and others around him supplemented it, and Yang Xiaotao finally understood the situation.

"Does that mean our mission is now complete?"

"Yes, as long as there are no problems, the current mission is completed. The next step is acceptance and test flight, which will take about a week!"

"Or is it the airport that's accepting the inspection?"

"Yes! Commander Wang Minghai will inspect it personally."

"Okay, you pay attention to this matter, communicate more, and solve any problems as soon as possible!"

"Also, don't delay Baiju's matter. There are so many orders and tasks!"

Several people laughed when they heard this, and Wang Xushan clapped his hands, "Captain Yang, it's good to have missions. What we feared most before was not having missions. We were so idle that we almost had no food to eat!"

Most people in the Nine Departments know about the affair between Wang Xushan and Hu Feng.

"Okay, you guys are busy, I'll go look somewhere else."

Yang Xiaotao left after giving some instructions. Wu Zhe and others saw Yang Xiaotao off and planned to go to the workshop to check on the aircraft production status.

Flying base outside the city of Sijiu.

Wang Minghai looked at the plane slowly driving into the hangar and asked the chief of staff beside him, "What did the Ninth Department say?"

"Commander, the other party said that the modification has been completed, but the specific situation still needs a test flight."

"but."

Wang Minghai was about to go to the office when he heard the chief of staff hesitating, so he turned around and asked, "But what's wrong?"

Wang Minghai could only say something and quickly walked towards the office.

When I arrived at the office and hadn't even sat down yet, I heard the phone ringing.

"Hello, who is this?"

"Hello, Chief, I am Wang Minghai!"

On the other end of the line, Mr. Zhang's voice came, "Minghai, I heard the aerial refueling plane has been delivered?"

"Yes, Chief. It was just delivered today. We are inspecting it."

"Okay, form combat effectiveness as soon as possible, time is of the essence."

Mr. Zhang said a few words and hung up the phone.

Wang Minghai sat on the chair, picked up the water jar and took two sips, still feeling a little nervous.

He knew about the resistance plan and was an important participant.

It’s just that the requirements above are a bit urgent.

"Could it be that something unexpected happened?"

My heart sank. I didn't even bother to drink the water. I put the jar down and walked out.

He had to go and see it for himself.

West Garden.

The thin old man was sitting in the corridor with Yang Xiaotao's uncle, Mr. Chen and Mr. Peng. The surroundings were filled with green, with a little unique color occasionally appearing, and the fragrance of flowers was emitted.

Above my head, the scorching sun was cut into pieces by the crisscrossing vines, and when it fell down, only spots were left.

A table, a pot of tea, and four cups.

The ashtray is at the back, and the smoker has a serious look on his face.

The thin old man who poured the tea had a calm expression, but those who drank the tea were not, and those who did not drink the tea were even less calm.

"Lao Peng, have some tea. Try it. This is specially sent from the south. I can't even bear to drink it."

The thin old man poured a cup for Mr. Peng opposite him, and said calmly, "Try it, and take some back when you leave."

“No, no.”

President Peng said quickly, picked it up, and drank the slightly cold tea in one gulp, "For me, I drink this stuff like water, just to quench my thirst."

"If you give it to me, it would be a waste of this good tea."

After Mr. Peng finished speaking, the thin old man shook his head slightly and poured the water.

“You!”

The thin old man said nothing more. It is difficult to change one’s nature, and it is useless to say anything after half a lifetime.

"These guys still look the same as before."

"If you don't know, you might think we owe them."

Mr. Peng put one hand on his knee and protected the cup with the other, with anger flashing in his eyes.

“That’s normal.”

"If they weren't rampant, it wouldn't be the United States."

The uncle pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, leaned forward, picked up the cup and tasted it gently, "This tea tastes better than mine."

"I'll have to bring some back later."

This time the thin old man stopped talking.

If you give it to Lao Peng, he basically won’t take it.

If I give it to this person, there will definitely be nothing left.

"You're right. This negotiation is called a negotiation, but in fact it's just to question you."

Old Chen stepped forward and said, "That scene, haha."

"I'll be pissed if I see it."

After Mr. Chen finished speaking, Mr. Peng immediately laughed, "Listen, Mr. Chen is swearing."

"Why can't I say bad words?"

Old Chen held the teacup and said, "If you piss me off, I can still pull out my gun."

Mr. Peng laughed out loud and said, "Okay, next time I go, I'll take you with me and make you my assistant."

"Nonsense, you're still the one leading me, it's my turn next time."

"You two are done, are you?"

The two were still chatting nonsense, and the uncle interrupted them.

"They can't fight this battle, they are just taking advantage of the power of the tiger."

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After hearing what the uncle said, everyone nodded.

Even though the other side is fighting fiercely with Annan in the south, that's all.

They only dare to bully the "little guys", and if they really meet a tough guy, they will just show their teeth.

"It's a paper tiger, yes, but it can really scare people."

Elder Chen sighed deeply, "This negotiation is a bit difficult."

After that, there was silence at the table.

Not far away, Tang Mingyue and Tong Xiaolong were sitting nearby, looking over from time to time.

"Mingyue, the commander and the others don't look very happy."

Tong Xiaolong asked, Tang Mingyue lowered her head, and then said softly, "Things are not going well, so I'm naturally in a bad mood."

"What's going on?"

"Is it about negotiations with the United States?"

Tong Xiaolong asked curiously, and Tang Mingyue nodded.

Then he explained, "The negotiations were not smooth at the beginning. The other party was used to being arrogant, and we were all mentally prepared."

"But the further we go, the more tense the conversation becomes."

"Especially in the South China Sea, the other side is even more arrogant and clamoring for the use of force."

"Damn it, who are you threatening? Are you afraid of being a man?"

Tong Xiaolong clenched his fists as big as plates, with a murderous look on his face.

"Later, when it came time to negotiate the exchange of prisoners, the other side demanded that the prisoners be returned, and that the wreckage of the plane be sent back as well."

“Not only that, but you also have to pay for the damages.”

"Of course we can't agree to that."

"Moreover, the other party did not agree to the conditions we put forward, especially the matter of going to South Goguryeo to bring back the remains of the martyrs. They felt that it would be very embarrassing and damage their image, so they firmly disagreed."

“The two sides are entangled in this matter.”

Tang Mingyue explained the situation, and Tong Xiaolong felt angry and helpless.

"So, do you think we can welcome him back?"

He could give up the others, but he sincerely wanted to welcome these martyrs back.

Moreover, it is said that this was Yang Xiaotao's suggestion.

"I don't know. It depends on how the leader arranges it."

The two looked towards the corridor again.

"I have to go to the alliance to attend an exchange meeting next week, so I'll have to leave the negotiations to you."

Old Chen looked at his uncle and Mr. Peng and felt relieved that he had finally gotten rid of this troublesome matter.

Previously, he cooperated with his uncle in the negotiations, and now he has become President Peng. It is a good opportunity for him to use President Peng's prestige to dampen the opponent's enthusiasm.

The uncle had no objection and nodded gently, "We can't let the other party lead us by the nose in this matter."

President Peng nodded in agreement, "Yes, if you give them too much face, they will forget who they are."

"I think we need to put some pressure on them."

The thin old man looked at the two of them and said, "I'll leave this job to you. You two can decide how to do it."

Then he poured tea for the three of them.

The uncle turned his head to look at Mr. Peng, "Old Peng, how long will the defense plan take?"

Mr. Peng drank the teacup to the bottom. "We have to wait for the aerial refueling tanker."

"Without refueling, our blue horse won't make it to Edo."

"How long will it take?"

"Well, I'll go ask about this later."

After the two asked and answered each other, the thin old man and Old Chen knew what they were planning.

Of course, they are also aware of the so-called resistance plan.

In baseball, there are first base, second base, third base, and home base.

The first base is the United States military base in South Goguryeo, the second base is the United States naval base in Edo, and the third base is the United States military base in Ryukyu.

He completed the third base and flew back to the Shanghai base, just intimidating the opponent.

"Once things are confirmed, we can make plans."

"I heard that they are also researching 'space-based weapons'. Maybe with our encouragement, they will speed up their research."

Uncle said, and Mr. Peng nodded, "Two more blue horses have been added in the south, two in the northwest, and six in the northeast. Although we have few blue horses now, we have quite a few white horses."

"Speaking of this, we have to thank the Ninth Department. It's not even half a year, and they've already produced nearly 50 aircraft. It's not easy."

Mr. Peng couldn't help but praise Jiubu.

Speaking of this, the thin old man glanced at Old Chen, who smiled and said, "Ministry Nine has also taken out two scientific research projects to exchange with the Alliance this time."

"You wouldn't have guessed it, but they took out calculators and airplane engines."

Mr. Peng held the cup in his hand. "Aircraft engine? The one used by Baiju?"

Mr. Chen nodded, and Mr. Peng was stunned.

The uncle at the side seemed to be thinking about something, and then he speculated, "Generally speaking, what they take out are outdated. Could it be that they have a better plan?"

When I said this, I started laughing.

Old Chen followed with a smile, "This is a difficult matter, Nine Departments, we can't figure it out with common sense."

The work was officially handed over and completed. The four chatted about other things for a while and then left.

"Lao Peng, I think we have to do it as soon as possible. The longer it takes, the more disadvantageous it will be for us."

Before getting in the car, my uncle made a suggestion.

Mr. Peng nodded and said, "I'll go to the airport and take a look. We can cut the Gordian knot as long as we can fly into the sky."