Rebirth of the Military Industrial Overlord

Mahmoud went out. As the leader of this line, he joined several of his subordinates. Seeing that the escorts from the 4014 Institute had also arrived, they greeted each other in English and set off for the work area.

Although the official language of Pakistan Railway is Urdu, because it was a British colony before the establishment of the country, the elites of Pakistan Railway have a high degree of mastery of English, and it is the common language for foreign exchanges.

The group of them passed through the gate of the work area. According to the previous practice, they will first go to a conference room in the 801 building to listen to the report of the engineer on the product performance. This section of the road is not long. It only takes a short two minutes to walk. Everyone usually joked and laughed and passed. However, today, an accident happened on this short road.

Just when they turned a corner and were about to walk to the gate of 801, a strange "buzzing" caught everyone's attention. The sound was not loud, but the direction coming from was very special, it turned out to be in them. The top of his head!

Everyone stopped at the same moment and looked up.

Just above them, at a height of less than 5 meters, a small, white aircraft is hovering. On the belly of the aircraft, a large glass object can be seen reflecting the sunlight, Mahmoud Dare to be 100% sure that it is a camera lens!

He grabbed the accompanying translator, pointed to the aircraft and asked, "What is that? Is it your newly developed equipment?"

The translator looked up at the aircraft, his expression changed slightly, and grudgingly said with a smile: "That's not a new piece of equipment, but a small toy made by a child of an employee in our office. It accidentally flew here. Let's Don't worry about it, let's go to the building and listen to the report." After that, Ramahmud will leave.

Regarding the translation's answer, Mahmoud didn't even believe a punctuation mark.

Just kidding, when I'm stupid? where is this place? This is the cradle and heart of China's radar industry. It is known as the largest research institute in the Far East. It is highly classified and closely chased by China's "two bombs and one star". Can a toy of an employee's child accidentally fly here? This reason is too bad, right? Don’t you Huaxia people always advocate treating friends with sincerity? When did you become good at acting?

For a Mahamud who has participated in many actual battles and once went to Afkhan as a local guerrilla instructor, he can tell at a glance that this aircraft can play a role in war, especially mountain guerrilla warfare. Great role. If it really carries camera equipment on it, looking at the shape of this aircraft, it is almost certain, it is an eye in the sky!

With the true gods, he couldn't imagine that if Afkhan's guerrillas were equipped with this kind of aircraft on a large scale, the invaders from the north would suffer more!

Thinking of this, he grabbed the interpreter and halted the interpreter. He hurriedly said: "Mr. Wang, you are wrong. You don’t know the degree of cooperation between our two countries. We have all the military The base and equipment are all open to you Huaxia, no, in fact, most of them are basically made by you. We can understand if you don’t sell us some sensitive equipment, but this small aircraft is not counted anyway, right? "

Although it was winter, fine beads of sweat appeared on Wang's translator's forehead. He stammered and explained: "No, Mr. Mahmoud, it is, it is really I don't know how to say it, or else That’s it. When I see our leader, they will explain to you."

After hearing this, Mahamud thought about the status of Wang Translator, so he had to let go of him angrily. In fact, he also knew that a translator could know only such equipment, and he would probably not be able to ask anything. So, let's wait to see the leaders of 4014 and ask carefully, he doesn't believe it, how high a secret this gadget can really be.

The group set off again and headed towards the 801 building. Someone looked up from time to time along the way. The aircraft also seemed to be spiritual. It was swayed in the sky, as if to wave goodbye to everyone, and then it was beautiful. The figure of "8" gradually rises, and after a while, it rises above the roof, blending into the blue sky and white clouds, and is invisible.

When the group entered the building, Tan Zhenhua appeared in the shadow of the roof of 801. He was holding a 4-rotor in one hand and a remote control in the other, and a pair of military binoculars hung around his neck. He let out a sigh of relief. , With a triumphant smile on his face, muttered:

"The big fish has bitten."

...

When Mahmoud entered the conference room, he saw Master Ben Ben Ben in the front row at a glance.

Ben Fang is the chief instructor of this export-oriented dual-coordinate radar. Since signing the contract two years ago, the two have had many encounters. It can be said that they are too familiar with each other, so he is not welcome. , Took a step forward and grabbed Ben's sleeve and shouted: "Mr. Ben, I always think you are my good friend, but today I know that you are too interesting."

"What?"

Ben Fang is confused. If you want to say that you will not lose money as a future academician, Ben Fang, who has never drunk foreign ink, has a typical English level of dumb English. You can read and speak, but through the past two years and Mahmoud Frequent dealings, coupled with his deliberately strengthening his own training in this area, the recent level of listening and speaking has soared, and ordinary conversations are no longer a problem.

"On my way here, I saw your newly developed battlefield intelligence collection equipment. Such a good equipment has never been mentioned by you. Could it be that we are no longer the most reliable ally of your country? ?"

"Wait, wait, Colonel Mahmoud, what exactly is the battlefield intelligence gathering equipment you are talking about? Can you describe it to me? I really don't know what you are talking about."

"It was a small aircraft. It looked like it had four propellers. There was a glass object under its belly. I guess it must be a camera lens. It just hovered in the air. I felt it must have taken us. Several photos, and then suddenly flew away." Mahmoud said in a row for a long time, for fear that Ben Fang would not understand.

"Oh, I see," Ben Fang said with a sudden realization, actually resisting the urge to laugh and laugh: "However, that is not a battlefield intelligence gathering equipment, my dear Colonel Mahmoud, it is just me One of my neighbors made a toy by himself."

Mahmoud was puzzled. Translator Wang told him that he certainly did not believe it. He believed that Translator Wang was fooling him for the sake of confidentiality. However, Chief Ben is a scientific researcher he has always respected and admired. He said the same, and he couldn't help but not believe it, so he frowned and said, "Master Ben, you are a person I always respect and trust. You can't deceive me! The true God is above, deception is an unforgivable sin."

Ben Fang sternly replied: "Col. Mahmoud, I use the character of a Chinese researcher to assure you that every word I say is true. If you don’t believe me, I will wait for the meeting to be over. I can arrange for you to meet with this kid, but now, please take a seat and let us finish the delivery of this dual-coordinate radar. After all, this is the most important thing for both of you and me. ?"