"There is no possibility. This is not something that can be solved with a 'breakthrough'."

"What they need is a lot of experiments, a lot of data accumulation, and many excellent and experienced engineers."

"The last one is impossible to solve in the short term, and the first two are not that easy to solve."

"Time is precious, as you know. The F-35 project is nearing its end. Once the F-35 comes out earlier than the J-20, the advantage we finally gained will be wiped out again."

"This is not a technical issue, this is a strategic issue."

"All efforts on the aircraft are essentially for the benefit of the sea."

"It can be said that we are very willing to pay every penny."

Seeing Chen Yunyong's bitter expression, Liu Huixia couldn't help but tighten her hands.

"But we don't have many options. No matter how difficult it is, we have to wait until we go back."

She comforted softly.

"It will be too late to go back."

"Then you mean you want to get the data of the two-pole counter-rotating fan from here?"

Liu Huixia is not an ordinary woman. In fact, in the field of spacecraft design, her strength is not much weaker than Chen Yunyong.

Therefore, within a very short period of time, she had guessed what her husband was thinking.

She even immediately grasped the key point of the problem.

As long as there is data, most of the difficulties can be easily solved.

But where can I get this data?

Before she could think about it, Chen Yunyong answered:

"I have a contact who works internally at Lockheed Martin."

"He has access to classified data, and I can try to get him to bring the data out, as long as the data is on the plane."

"This is too dangerous."

Liu Huixia immediately interrupted Chen Yunyong and continued:

"Yunyong, you are not sober now, and the decisions you made are also very unclear."

"This strategy cannot be implemented at all. Even if it is implemented, it will cause unnecessary sacrifices."

"This is not something we should do, and it is impossible for the organization to agree to it."

"But there is no other way!"

Chen Yunyong's tone became stern.

Yes, why doesn't he know that this is an extremely dangerous behavior?

Not to mention bringing out data, even a piece of paper brought out from NASA will be subject to strict scrutiny.

A long time ago, a friend he was familiar with almost died because of something like this.

If his superiors had not used various means to rescue him, he would never have been able to get out of federal prison.

But isn't it dangerous?

Risk-taking makes sense when expected gains are greater than expected losses.

"This is not an impossible solution, it is a stupid solution!"

Liu Huixia held Chen Yunyong's hand tightly, as if she was afraid that if she let go, he would do something irrational.

"You should believe in your fellow citizens and your own organization."

"No matter what, everyone has their own responsibilities. Crossing the line is not helping, it is causing trouble!"

Chen Yunyong was stunned for a moment when he heard Liu Huixia's words.

He suddenly realized that he might have gone too far.

I always subconsciously feel that I am the savior who will save everything.

But in fact, on the road of scientific research, everyone is important, and no one can save everything by himself.

Thinking of this, Chen Yunyong suddenly became enlightened.

"I see."

"I'm too pessimistic."

"I really don't need to worry about this matter. What I want to bring back is just me."

Hearing this, Liu Huixia finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But then, Chen Yunyong continued:

"But I still have to do a few more things."

Liu Huixia's heart that had just been relieved immediately started to rise again. She looked at Chen Yunyong dumbfounded and said:

"You can just finish it in one go. This will make me nervous."

Chen Yunyong's eyes gradually brightened.

"people!"

"I want to turn around and go back!"

Soon after, Chen Yunyong sat in front of the phone.

At his hand is an A4 paper filled with names, and one after another, names that are either familiar to him or unfamiliar to him are recorded on it.

This list was provided by the intelligence department. All of them are experts in the aviation field, and most of them already have a certain reputation in the industry.

In addition, they also have a common characteristic:

Not employed in key U.S. aerospace sectors.

This characteristic gives them a natural advantage, that is, they will not be restricted from returning to China like Chen Yunyong.

The reason why they stay here is just for better treatment and better development space.

In other words, it is a personal choice.

As long as it is a personal choice, there is room for change.

Thinking of this, Chen Yunyong took a deep breath.

This was his first time doing something like this, so he was inevitably a little nervous.

After a moment, he picked up the receiver and dialed the first number.

"Hello? Lao Zhang, I'm Chen Yunyong."

"It's nothing, I just called you to express my concern."

"Why, are you still at Bombardier recently? Are you still there? Damn, what's the benefit of that place? You said you are not at the Canadian headquarters, a small research institute, can it still accommodate you?"

"Gaozhi? I don't have any Gaozhi, but there is a chance."

"Do you want to come back and get fighter jets again?"

"How could it be NASA? Do I look like the kind of person who works as a pimp for NASA? Institute 601!"

"I don't know how the treatment is, but anyway, they are very rich now. You don't know about J-22, do you?"

"Don't worry about whether I want you or not. You're not on the list anyway. You can just hit me if you have dates or not."

"Censorship? There must be problems with the review, but you are basically fine, otherwise I wouldn't be able to call you."

"Okay, okay, just call this number. I'll wait for your news!"

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yunyong and Liu Huixia looked at each other happily.

Then he picked up the receiver again.

"Hey, Lao Liu, I'm Yun Yong."

"Oh, stop nagging about what's available and what's not. I have an opportunity. I'm in Institute 601. Do you want to go?"

"Don't talk about making money. Firstly, you have made enough, and secondly, Institute 601 cannot treat you badly. They are now local rich people."

"Besides, let me ask you something."

"Do you want to spend your life helping others build small airplanes specifically for the rich, or do you want to go back and build a fighter jet with your name on it that can knock down an F-22?"

"Old Liu, please think about it."

"I can promise you this time."

"You may not be a coward if you stay here, but you will definitely become a hero if you go back!"
Chapter completed!