Shenhao: I am the villain, understand?Villains!

Lin Zhenshan also breathed a sigh of relief, and issued the same order.

"The first-level response mode can be canceled."

"Prepare the car, go to the laboratory of the military region, and see what this aerospace fighter, which has caused a lot of trouble in the city, looks like."

The plan was very good, but this beautiful plan was ruthlessly smashed by the shadow the next moment.

"Master, I may not be able to go for a while."

"Although the missile was not launched, Bald Eagle's network has been paralyzed, and they requested a conference call with you."

"What? The network in their country is paralyzed. Why are you looking for me? It's none of my business. Look for their own security department."

"No, no, no, what, what kind of piss and piss basin was put on my head, right?"

Lin Zhenshan didn't know who caused the bald eagle's misery at this time, so he waved his hand and refused.

Hearing this, Shadow had no choice but to tell Lin Zhenshan what happened to the bald eagle at this time, and finally whispered in his ear:

"It seems that the young master did it."

Lin Zhenshan: ...

After being silent for a while, Lin Zhenshan laughed out loud:

"Good boy, if you pretend to be comfortable, let me wipe your ass, right?"

"As expected of my good son."

Now that the matter has come to this point, Lin Zhenshan can only overthrow his original plan with his own hands.

And the aerospace fighter that he was thinking about had also returned smoothly.

"Wuhu—"

A burst of cheers from outside instantly covered up the applause and attracted the attention of everyone in the arena.

At this moment, what is worthy of such cheers?

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, with an answer in their hearts.

Aerospace fighter!

"go!"

After leaving a word, Huangfu Rulong turned around and took the lead, walking outside in a hurry.

No, I ran to...

In the center of the square, the aerospace fighter that just flew away has returned smoothly.

Huangfuxing also took off his helmet, revealing the handsome figure under the helmet, standing upright and smiling at the nose of the plane.

It's just that he seemed to be looking for something, his eyes glanced left and right, but to no avail, he pursed his lips, feeling a little lost.

Reluctantly, he raised his head again and searched left and right, but this time, he seemed to have found the person he was looking for.

Those were a pair of majestic eyes, but at this time the majesty was gone, and they were filled with red.

Those eyes raised slightly, restraining the rosiness spreading outwards, and finally nodded appreciatively towards Huangfuxing.

Having found the person he wanted to see, Huangfu Xing didn't feel the joy he expected, instead he snorted softly, and then looked away.

Look nonchalant.

No one noticed the small movements of the grandfather and grandson, because at this time, the preliminary data of the first-generation machine had already come out.

Cheng Kaijia was holding the data blueprint, as if he was holding a heavy burden, his hands trembling.

Surrounded by everyone, he just held it in his hands and carefully placed the data on the table.

for all to see.

And Huangfu Rulong scratched his head in distress after looking at Huangfu Xing, who was used as a background board for people to take pictures, and the data drawings on one side.

With light steps, he walked into the crowd.

Huangfuxing also saw this scene, curled his lips silently, and then changed his posture at the photographer's request.

This photo will be included in the history books in the future, so it is natural to take it seriously.

"It's great, it's great..."

Cheng Kaijia lay on the table, leaned very close, almost kissed, looked at the data, and muttered like crazy.

"The speed is up to Mach 13; the flight status in outer space is good; the endurance is slightly poor..."

Although there is still a long way to go from the definition of a true aerospace fighter, the data results this time have exceeded the initial estimate by a large margin.

What's more, the first-generation aircraft can return to the voyage smoothly, without accidents, which is already a great victory in itself.

"We succeeded!"

Cheng Kaijia tremblingly leaned on the table, and defined this long-lasting experiment.

By the time he finished speaking, he was already choked up.

It is not a day or two for him to study aerospace fighters, nor is it a year or two.

The topic of aerospace fighters has accompanied him from black hair to Huafa all the way.

The topic did not get deeper understanding with the increase of time investment, but made Cheng Kaijia more and more aware of his own shortcomings.

But just when he entered his twilight years and was already desperate about this, he didn't realize it, and a glimmer of hope came out of thin air.

Completed his... dare not think.

Amidst the cheers and crowds of the crowd, Cheng Kaijia cried, with tears flowing down his face.

Crying, he also left the table, staying far away, for fear that his tears would stain the data graph on the table.

It represents the future, and it needs no tears.

Cheers, wailing, and pain are endless.

There was a young man with jet-black hair, and an old man with gorgeous hair, but they all embraced each other, crying and laughing.

Is happy, but also brisk.

Huangfu Rulong and Lin Chen withdrew side by side, watching the scene in front of them silently, neither of them spoke, nor stopped them.

Today, it belongs to them.

The two looked at each other, left the area, found an empty lounge, and walked in.

Lin Chen sat down, but Huangfu Rulong didn't.

Amid Lin Chen's doubts, Huangfu Rulong bowed slightly to Lin Chen and thanked him.

Although surprised, Lin Chen didn't step forward to help him. He could bear this bow, but nodded and said:

"Well, it doesn't have to be."