Chapter 80 Take my money!

Just as Wu Yihao and Morris were pretending to be polite, the door of the reception room next door suddenly opened, and Hatim and Wang Ming walked out with smiles on their faces.

Seeing their performance, Wu Yihao felt happy.

This time, it probably worked.

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No, of course the contract is not concluded directly, but at least the preliminary intention should be reached.

Morris didn't seem to understand the situation yet. He probably thought that the smile on Hatim's face was just a courtesy to his friends, so he greeted him as soon as he walked out of the door and said hello.

"Mr. Hatim, me"

"How did you know I was here?"

However, before he could finish speaking, Hatim interrupted him with a frown.

Morris was stunned for a moment.

Inquiring about the whereabouts of an important official of a country is not a big taboo in business, especially in an industry like his.

However, if the person being inquired about takes the initiative to bring it up, that is another matter.

Morris answered quickly.

"Ming, how did you do it?"

Just as Wang Ming finished speaking, the flying attitude of the J-8 III flying through the air at high speed suddenly changed.

Wang Ming nodded, and he waved to Lei Gang who was waiting in the distance. The next second, a series of instructions began to be transmitted. The "J-8" fighter in the distance, which had long been unlike the J-8, moved slowly.

stand up.

"Of course, of course, I'm just here to say hello as a friend."

"Tell me, why is this?"

In the transactions between Saudi Arabia and France, France indeed takes the absolute initiative.

"The J-8 III is a heavy-duty fighter aircraft that uses a twin-engine structure. The combined peak thrust of the two engines reaches 24 tons."

Hatim shook his head, still staring at the plane in the sky.

After hearing his words, Wang Ming on the side smiled and replied:

"However, I think you understand one thing."

"In just a few decades, you have actually developed to this extent."

As if cooperating with his explanation, the J-8 climbed slowly in the air. After entering the shooting angle, a burst of white smoke appeared from under its belly. Then, an air-to-air missile pierced the clouds and shot towards the invisible distance in the distance.

The direction shuttles away.

"Okay, if nothing happens, Mr. Morris, I think you can leave."

After all, the other party is the chief of general staff of a country. Both in terms of status and ability, he far surpasses himself.

I really don’t know how these Chinese people can get along with him so easily.

"very nice!"

Hatim's eyes were wide open and his mouth didn't close for a long time.

"To show you this, we have specially prepared a target for you."

Listening to Hatim's sigh, the corner of Wang Ming's mouth curled up in a proud arc.

"We were once at the same starting point, but now, you have left us far behind."

Morris carefully observed Hatim's expression, and the latter waved his hand and said:

"I know you are here for our cooperation, but I may not be in Riyadh in the next few days. If anything happens, you can contact my secretary."

But in his transaction with Hatim, the situation was different.

Wang Ming's tone was a little proud.

"So, the thrust of this aircraft is actually somewhat redundant now."

"You know, the single thrust of the WP-13 engine we used before was only 6.4 tons, which is not an order of magnitude at all."

"We have searched everywhere for imported fighter jets and paid high prices, but we have never thought of building a fighter jet of our own like you."

Wang Ming was silent for a moment and replied:

After a long time, he suddenly said:

"Ming, I really admire you."

"I know the reason, but it's hard to explain to you."

"You know, modern air combat has gradually shifted from combat within visual range to attacks beyond visual range."

"certainly."

"Mr. Izuri and I made an appointment to meet here. We saw your car outside, so we came over to take a look."

"Interesting statement, I hope he's not lying. Ming, can we start testing?"

How terrifying would that fighter jet that is still among the legends be?

Wang Ming took a breath, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and continued to speak to Hatim:

"Hatim, that's not all."

"Absolutely impossible - if you don't believe it, you can even send your own pilots to conduct random test flights in subsequent experiments. You know, this is a two-seat fighter jet."

The missile hit the target drone.

"Maybe the Cobra maneuver is nothing to it."

"You are still as sincere and fair as ever. If its performance is really as superior as you said, I think this will be another successful cooperation."

"It's amazing. I've only seen maneuvers like this in movies before."

"Such accuracy. Ming, are you really not faking it?"

Can this still be called a pseudo-third-generation machine?

Judging from Hatim's performance, he seems to be a little dissatisfied with this.

But Morris's reaction was also very quick. He immediately thought of a reason and explained:

"Understood. I wish you a happy holiday."

Two days later, 601 test flight ground.

Immediately afterwards, the plane began to fall at a high speed, and then pulled up again when the altitude was less than one thousand meters.

Quick lift, fast descent, ultimate maneuverability, and extremely stable low-speed performance.

Hatim's brows still didn't relax, and he said in a cold tone:

"You should not interrupt the conversation between my wife and Mr. Wu - you know, they are both gardening enthusiasts, and this is just a meeting between friends."

"Obviously your skills are not very polite, but I feel like, overnight, you have mastered the authority of Allah!"

"I also told you that we have equipped this fighter plane with a brand new radar system. Now, we can launch attacks from beyond visual range."

Morris replied with a few flattering words and hurriedly left the lounge, but after the door closed, Hatim returned to his smile.

Then, the plane began to climb in an arc with an astonishing angle. When it reached the top of the climb, the nose of the plane suddenly pressed down again and turned into a dive attitude.

He looked at Wang Ming beside him and said:

"Ming, as we talked, I think we should head to your country as soon as possible."

After a short glide, the dark gray big bird rose from the ground and rose into the sky with a vigorous posture.

All this seemed to be accomplished with great ease. Hatim was stunned and said with a slight stutter:

"What we are chasing is just the top."

"This is the suggestion of one of our important engineers. He said that appearance is also a part of combat effectiveness - the better the appearance, the stronger the combat effectiveness."

"So, we will keep moving forward, by any means necessary."

The tail of the fighter jet sprayed out hot and bright flames, which looked particularly dazzling under the gray sky.

"It's absolutely fine, it's part of the show."

Hatim nodded with emotion, and then continued:

"Can it fly stunts? Like complex maneuvers?"

Yes, when I first saw the J-8 III perform such incredible maneuvers, my reaction was almost exactly the same as Hatim's.

"For a country and a civilization like ours, if we don't get first place, it's a failure."

All of this has exceeded his imagination and his understanding of "modern fighter aircraft".

"It's a miracle"
To be continued...