Chapter 604

Chapter 604: I Am Ready

Colonel Jiang’s office was spacious, with good lighting and ventilation. Besides a simple desk, there was a row of stainless steel filing cabinets and various airplane models displayed around the room.

"I am ready."

Lin Mo placed his tactical helmet on the coffee table and accepted the red tea from Colonel Jiang. He could only respond this way, even though he currently felt quite troubled.

It was clear that he could not take the J-18 "Red Eagle" into battle; otherwise, even out of respect, Shenyang Aircraft Corporation would become upset with him, turning their previously friendly relations into bitter enmity.

The "monstrous" aircraft was unfinished, lacking only a few important components to be complete.

The P-51 "Mustang," which was the most promising aircraft to join Lin Mo in battle, had bad luck. After one mission, it returned damaged and lacking parts for repairs. Although it could still fly, in a battle, it would undoubtedly become a sitting duck.

It would be better to head to the battlefield alone and steal an aircraft. At least that was Lin Mo’s current plan; after all, with his mechanics background, he could manage some maintenance by himself. "Abyss Nirvana" was essentially a black market fighter without any rules, meaning the absence of rules was its greatest rule.

Even if he wiped out Lockheed and its entire family, they would never dare lend him an F-22 "Raptor."

Moreover, not long ago, Lin Mo had used the J-18 "Red Eagle" to masquerade as the F-22 "Raptor." Perhaps Lockheed was currently entangled in troubles of its own.

"…"

As the commander of Team 7759, Jiang Renbin was keenly aware that while Lin Mo said these words with certainty, there was little conviction behind them. Just as he was about to speak, a series of beeping sounds suddenly echoed in the room.

"My phone!"

Lin Mo removed his watch, momentarily surprised. The Gold Coin gadget usually favored a shiny mirror finish, so why had it turned matte? Still, he shaped it into a phone and held it up to his ear.

Standing from the sofa, he gave Colonel Jiang an apologetic look, then stepped outside the office just as the call connected.

"Hello! Who is this?"

"’Dragon Knight,’ this is Major Mo, the embassy military attaché stationed in the U.S."

"Ah? Major Mo, it’s you. What’s going on?"

"Are you sure the line is secure? It would be best if it supports switching to the CDD special communication encryption mode."

"It’s secure. I can support any kind of encryption here."

"Good. Switching now… (Electronic voice: CDD audio communication encryption switch starting, please hold the line)… Long story short, I’ve acquired a batch of aircraft materials ready to be sent back to the country. I’m not sure if you can handle the reception."

"Aircraft materials? What kind?"

"AN/APG-81 active electronically scanned array radar (AESA), Electro-Optical Distributed Aperture System (EODAS), and Electro-Optical Targeting System (EOTS)!" Major Mo said calmly on the other end of the line.

"What?"

Lin Mo’s eyes suddenly sparkled with a rare intensity.

Boom!

It felt as if a tremendous noise erupted in the corridor outside the office, shaking the entire building.

Colonel Jiang leaned out of his office to check the situation. The guard downstairs rushed up, alarmed, when they saw Lin Mo holding a phone in one hand and slowly pulling back his fist from the hallway wall with the other.

The guard unit soldiers stationed at the office building entrance recognized Lin Mo, lowering their weapons. They stared at the nearly two-meter-wide spiderweb pattern spreading across the wall, with a fist-sized dent right in the center, which seemed nearly capable of breaching the entire wall.

That wall was made of reinforced concrete. Even though the building was frame-structured, this wall was built to the thickness of a load-bearing wall. The impact of a PRG hitting that surface could hardly have caused such damage.

Everyone stood dumbfounded, alternating between looking at Lin Mo and the wall, gasping in shock. Did this guy have a grudge against the wall? What on earth happened?

"Hehe! My bad, my bad! I’ll pay for it; I just couldn’t control the strength enhancement system of my tactical armor."

Lin Mo covered the phone’s microphone, keeping a calm face while trying to shift the blame onto Henghai Defense. He didn’t hang up the phone; instead, with an apologetic expression, he chuckled awkwardly at them. He had been too excited earlier and had lost control.

In reality, the strength enhancement module that Henghai Defense thoughtfully designed for Lin Mo hadn’t even been activated many times. Lin Mo’s own strength already rivaled that of the "Dragon General" in terms of physical fitness.

"Be careful!"

Colonel Jiang couldn’t understand what had caused Lin Mo to almost shatter the wall with a single punch. If that had hit someone, it would have surely crushed them.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The news Major Mo delivered during the call had shocked him. He was the one trying to negotiate with Lockheed, and yet the embassy’s intelligence personnel had ended up fiercely striking Lockheed right on the forehead, leaving them battered.

AN/APG-81 active electronically scanned array radar (AESA).

Electro-Optical Distributed Aperture System (EODAS).

Electro-Optical Targeting System (EOTS).

With everything prepared just waiting for the final piece, once these three sets of "Eastern Winds" arrived, the "monstrous" aircraft could finally be completed.

A super fighter, formed by the combined cutting-edge technologies of China’s, America’s, and Russia’s top fighters, could issue challenges to the aerial knights of the world.

This was Lin Mo’s first creation in this world, a work that belonged to him. Even during his time in the Su Lan Empire, he couldn’t take the time to craft any equipment for himself.

The birth of the "monstrous" aircraft not only meant that Lin Mo would have a custom-made aerial combat weapon but also confirmed his achievements in another non-combat profession apart from being a soldier.

Boeing’s missing sixth-generation fighter, the F/A-XX, might be slightly better than the "monstrous" vehicle, but if Lin Mo stacked the gold giant dragon onto the "monstrous," it was likely that Boeing’s sixth-generation fighter would be left with only Lin Mo and Gold Coin’s leftovers.

For that reason, Lin Mo had reserved some high-strength metal frame structures in the aircraft’s body to prevent the giant dragon from staring helplessly at a combat aircraft made mostly of composite materials.

"Really?!"

"Really! Last time, I let you take the fall for us; there was no other choice. This time, our intelligence department is returning the favor."

"That’s great! You are really helping me out."

This unexpected news made Lin Mo overjoyed; it was indeed good news.

If Shenyang Aircraft Corporation and Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group’s old fellows found out that Lin Mo had painstakingly created a fighter that could only exist on paper, they would probably go crazy looking for Lin Mo.

“Interest can lead to unexpected success; fortune could come from misfortune.” Lin Mo had inadvertently taken the blame for the embassy’s intelligence department, and as a result, he received a huge surprise in return.

If Lin Mo knew the details surrounding all of this, he would have joyfully shouted that anytime there was trouble, they could just call on him.

The favor owed by the intelligence department was indeed huge; if the Pentagon knew, they might send Delta Force to trouble Lin Mo.

But how the Americans thought was of no concern to Lin Mo. If they dared to cause trouble for "Night," whether it was a one-on-one brawl or a group fight, the Chinese special forces had never feared anyone on their own turf.

Lin Mo had the best support and backing in the world.

After confirming the delivery address with Major Mo, who was in America, Lin Mo closed his watch and strapped it back on his left wrist, wearing a lightly content smile as he returned to Colonel Jiang’s office.

It seemed he was ready to answer Colonel Jiang’s previous question again, saying, “I am ready.”

This time, a subtle change appeared on Colonel Jiang’s face.

From Lin Mo’s confident and determined tone, it was clear that the phone call was significant.

Previously, it seemed Lin Mo was not prepared to pilot the fighter for "Abyss Nirvana," but now it felt like he was a different person, with a distinctly different attitude and tone, indicating that the issue had resolved itself.

In such a short time, the situation had changed drastically. A fighter jet wasn’t like a private car that one could simply acquire.

Which major manufacturer had so much financial power to sponsor Lin Mo? Chengdu? Shenyang?

Just as Colonel Jiang was about to speak, a hurried footstep echoed closer, and a figure rushed in.

"Lin Mo, Lin Mo, I know what it is! I have good news!"

"Get out!" Colonel Jiang’s brows furrowed as he shouted fiercely, his voice booming like a bell.

Lin Mo was surprised to see Chen Haiqing burst in, wondering what could have caused Young Master Chen to lose his composure.

"Yes, yes!"

Chen Haiqing was startled by Colonel Jiang’s authoritative shout and quickly realized, retreating to the doorway. He adjusted his clothes and collected himself before declaring loudly, "Report!"

"Come in!"

Colonel Jiang’s tone returned to its usual calmness.

For him, as a pilot, the most important qualities were organization and discipline. Otherwise, the strict military hierarchy would turn into child’s play, and the people’s and nation’s iron wall would crumble into mere sand.

"Yes, Colonel!"

Chen Haiqing regained his composure and walked in.

"What’s the matter? Why the fluster? If you do this again, you’ll find yourself in the isolation room writing a different thirty-thousand-word reflection paper ten times. You won’t be allowed out until you finish."

Fortunately, Lin Mo used to be one of his subordinates, so he was still seen as part of his team. If it were a stranger here, the Colonel’s reputation would certainly suffer, and the criticism of his lax management would be unavoidable.

"I’m looking for Lin Mo!"

Overcome by Colonel Jiang’s authority, Chen Haiqing dared not defy his command. He shot Lin Mo a glance.

Lin Mo smiled lightly and nodded, indicating he understood. Young Master Chen must have finally learned what “Abyss Nirvana” was all about.