Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 2612 J-8: Am I being disliked?

Chapter 2612: J-: Am I being disliked?

Time passed by step by step in the heated discussion of shield machines. June passed quietly and soon it was July, and we were about to welcome the Lesser Heat.

The sky in this city is so hot that people don't want to go out.

On this day, Yang Xiaotao and the people from the airport research team finished their work and were about to go home. By the way, he took out two watermelons from the space and took them home to share.

But before he left the office, Mr. Chen called.

Then he drove to Mr. Chen’s office.

When Yang Xiaotao entered the room, he saw Mr. Wang sitting next to him.

"Chief."

Yang Xiaotao walked forward quickly, and Mr. Chen gestured for him to sit down first.

Then he nodded and said hello to Mr. Wang.

Elder Wang looked at the two of them, and then spoke this time, "I think you are here to announce the decision regarding the Persian issue."

Yang Xiaotao and the other man immediately looked serious.

Elder Chen picked up a red-headed document from the table, opened it and said solemnly, "According to the instructions of our superiors,..."

"We will sell 100 J-8 fighter jets, 100 Jinglei surface-to-air missiles, and 100 Pili missiles."

After listening to what Mr. Chen said, the two of them just sat there in a daze.

Obviously, neither of them expected their superiors to make such a decision.

Mr. Chen closed the file and put it aside, then looked at the two of them.

"There are more supplies to support Persia this time, but these two are the most important, so I've called you two over to make separate arrangements."

After Chen Lao finished speaking, Yang Xiaotao immediately asked, "Commander, is this J-8 the model we are currently producing and delivering for use?"

He really couldn't think of any other types of J-8.

The initial prototype is still in the test flight and has a lot of problems. Let alone fighting against the Mirage III, it would be good if it could fly without any problems!

There is no need for manufacturing now.

As for the Desert Eagle made for Camel, the two parties have an agreement that it cannot be sold to the outside world!

The J-8 that Mr. Chen is talking about now can only be the complete version of the Desert Eagle, the J-8-C.

But the J-8-C model is prepared for domestic use.

It is designed to cooperate with the J-10 and Lanju.

The engines, landing gear, etc. above are all made of the best alloy materials.

And the radar fire control system used is also the latest.

The performance of the entire aircraft is better than that of the Desert Eagle.

If this is given to the other side, without the J-8-C, who will cooperate with the White Horse? The Blue Horse?
Or do we need to re-examine the J-8D model?
There's no time for that.

"Yes, it is the J-8-C."

Unexpectedly, Mr. Chen made the final decision and said it affirmatively.

Yang Xiaotao opened his mouth to explain, but Old Chen waved his hand and said, "This is our best option right now. Giving them the J-7 would be like sending them food, which would only make them feel that we are not sincere."

"I can't bear to give it to Baiju, and they may not be able to open it well."

"So, we can only use the J-8C to make up the number."

"The pilots there have experience flying MiG-21s, so they should be able to master it quickly!"

After hearing Mr. Chen’s explanation, Yang Xiaotao was speechless.

This means that bean buns are not considered dry food.

In his previous life, Mr. Ba has always been the main force, the C position.

No, baby!
Now, not only have you become a supporting role, but you’re also being disliked?
But Yang Xiaotao had no choice. The official document had come down and he could only follow the order.

"Commander, are these 100 planes too many?"

Yang Xiaotao asked in a low voice, there are only about a hundred Desert Eagles at Camel's place.

More importantly, Shengjing is now producing Desert Eagles at full capacity. How can it have any extra production capacity to produce the J-8C?

Uh…

This is also reality.

I'm not looking down on the J-8C, but you have to make money first.

Without money, you can’t do anything!
Elder Chen nodded, "We won't send them all at once. We'll make 30 first!"

Then he laughed and said, "And the price they offered is the same as the price of the Desert Eagle."

hiss~~
There was a sound of Wang Lao sucking in a breath of cold air, and then he asked unconsciously, "Twenty million US dollars?"

"Hey, isn't this a victim?"

Mr. Wang said involuntarily.

Mr. Chen glared, and Mr. Wang quickly changed his tone, "This is really a good vision!"

"Our J-8-C is much better than the Desert Eagle. They bought a better one for the same price. They made a profit!"

But then Old Wang looked at Yang Xiaotao. This guy said a few days ago that he had no money, so the site for their satellite base had not been decided yet.

Now, isn't that money?

One hundred planes, that’s another two hundred million.

Damn it, why does it seem so easy to make money from these nine films?
Yang Xiaotao standing by also knew that Camel was willing to pay a higher price than the market price to purchase the Desert Eagle because, firstly, China had "custom-made" it for them, and secondly, they had signed an agreement not to sell it to other countries.

It's like a one-time transaction.

So the price is much higher.

As for the price of aircraft on the market, taking the Mirage III as an example, it will not exceed three million US dollars.

Now, a J-8C costs 20 million US dollars, which is equivalent to seven or eight Mirage IIIs.

If this happens, and if you can't exchange one for eight, you will lose money.

I suddenly felt a little uneasy. If I really encounter the Mirage III, can the J-8-C really defeat it?
One for eight?

Why does it sound familiar?

Cough
"Okay, it's settled!"

Elder Chen spoke again, and then explained, "After President Peng knew about this, he was preparing to develop a new fighter jet to replace the J-8 as Baiju's flanker!"

"This matter is still in the planning stage! Just let you know!"

When Mr. Chen said this, Yang Xiaotao understood that the J-8 was really disliked.

true…

6I don’t know what to say!

"Alright! The two of you should stop staying here. Go back and get ready. Don't delay anything."

"The other party has received the note. It won't be long before the pilot arrives."

"When the time comes, you have to cooperate well. Others have already learned it, but you haven't made your plane yet!"

"Yes!"

"besides!"

Mr. Chen called Mr. Wang again.

"You must also prepare enough ammunition. This time we need to teach the other side how to fight. We can't do it without actual combat!"

Hearing this, Old Wang leaned forward and asked, "Chief, does the ammunition we consume count as money?"

Mr. Chen nodded, "It's all included in the training fee!"

"That's good!"

Mr. Wang was smiling, but Yang Xiaotao was frowning.

Because the J-8 aircraft has not yet been officially mass-produced!

Then, the two of them took the order and left.

As soon as I left the office.

Mr. Wang grabbed Yang Xiaotao's arm with a smile on his face.

"Xiao Tao, you have to give me some advice today regarding this cooperation."

Seeing Mr. Wang like this, Yang Xiaotao wanted to contact Shengjing as soon as possible to see how the mission was completed.

Are there 30 planes? We have to explain the situation to the delivery party, we can't just take the planes away without knowing the reason.

At this time, Wang Lao called him and Yang Xiaotao immediately came back to his senses. Then he asked with a smile, "Don't you also have 'Thunder' this time? You will definitely make a lot of money from it."

"That's what we earned, but we're working together, so we have to give each other some money."

Mr. Wang was very confident in what he said, but Yang Xiaotao didn't want to argue, so he said, "Then let's do this. We'll be responsible for finding a place, and you guys plan it."

"How about we split the resulting expenses in half?"

Old Wang stared at Yang Xiaotao carefully for a while, then nodded, "Okay, that's it."

"But it's already July, you better hurry up."

Yang Xiaotao nodded and left quickly.

"This kid, it won't be easy to find a good place."

Seeing that Yang Xiaotao didn't bargain at all, Mr. Wang couldn't help but feel suspicious.

After returning to the Ninth Department, Yang Xiaotao immediately called Liu Huaimin and Yang Youning and told them what had happened at the meeting.

"Thirty? Or our prototypes? This..."

"Is this appropriate?"

Yang Youning asked worriedly.

Liu Huaimin at the side also said, "We used only the best materials here, and didn't use any water at all."

"If this is given out, wouldn't it be like showing off one's underwear?"

The two of them became more and more excited as they talked. They were both people who had walked out of the smoke of war, and were used to hiding their assets, keeping things to themselves, and keeping a few tricks up their sleeves...

Just like the Desert Eagle given to Camel earlier, many of the designs are the same, but the materials used are different.

The final effect is naturally different.

But now...

The two were a little confused.

Yang Xiaotao also sighed, "Not only us, the Seventh Ministry of Machine Building also wants to sell Jinglei."

“The complete version!”

"And there are Thunderbolt missiles that are used with the aircraft."

When the two heard what Yang Xiaotao said, they immediately lost their temper.

Obviously, the superiors have made up their minds.

"Well, we just have to follow orders."

"Old Yang, what was the situation in Shengjing the last time you went there?"

Yang Youning recalled and then said, "When I went there, they were mainly producing Desert Eagles, and not many J-8s were produced!"

"Besides, I heard that a lot of people are watching, and I guess all the ones produced have been snatched away by others."

“Curry shouldn’t have much!”

Yang Xiaotao was speechless after hearing this. He had been afraid of this at first, but who would have thought it would actually be like this.

Speechless!

"Lao Yang, go ask, how many Currys are there now?"

Yang Youning quickly stood up, picked up the phone on the table and dialed.

Yang Xiaotao and Liu Huaimin were waiting on the side.

After a while, Yang Youning contacted Yu Zimo in Shengjing.

The two talked for a while, and then Yang Youning looked at him with a surprised look. Seeing this, Yang Xiaotao stood up and walked over.

"what happened?"

Yang Xiaotao frowned and asked. Yang Youning directly handed the phone to Yang Xiaotao, "Ask yourself!"

"Director Yu, I'm Yang Xiaotao!"

Yu Zimo on the other end of the phone was still thinking about the J-8 aircraft, when he was suddenly startled when he heard Yang Xiaotao's voice.

Normally, the person he contacts is Director Yang Youning, but now that Yang Xiaotao has spoken, it means that this matter is of great importance.

"Hello, Director Yang!"

Yu Zimo spoke quickly.

Yang Xiaotao then said, "Director Yu, how many J-8C aircraft have you produced so far? How many are in stock? How long does it take to produce each one?"

Yang Xiaotao's series of questions made Yu Zimo feel pressured.

Fortunately, he was well aware of all these things, and he spoke in a breath, "Reporting to Commander Yang, our main focus is now on the Desert Eagle mission, so there is only one workshop producing the J-8C aircraft, and we can basically produce one every two weeks."

"So far, we have produced a total of twelve J-8C aircraft. Except for the two that were taken away by Mr. Zhang, the remaining ten are in the warehouse."

"They're all in the warehouse? No one wants them?"

Now it was Yang Xiaotao's turn to be shocked.

Yu Zimo heard this and said quickly, "Commander Yang, someone did ask about the J-8C, but after asking, no one said anything more!"

"There are some leaders who want to come, but after learning about the purchase price we offered, they are a little hesitant, so no one wants it yet!"

When he said this, Yang Xiaotao could hear the bitterness in Yu Zimo's mouth.

But let alone Yu Zimo, even he felt speechless.

When the Desert Eagle came out, a group of people were eager to make the J-8 aircraft immediately.

Now that the J-8C is out, these guys don’t want it anymore!
Yu Zimo on the other end said, "Military Yang, we heard that they all like Baiju!"

"According to internal investigations, the Baiju can do everything the J-8 can do, and it can do it better."

"Some people also say that the white colt and the blue colt are a perfect match, so there's no need to worry about not being able to keep up. Anyway, there are all kinds of opinions."

"result…"

"What we make can only be kept in the library!"

Ok.

Now Yang Xiaotao finally understood.

These guys have better ones, but they just don’t like them!
But don’t you think about how much Baiju costs and how much it produces?
Can it compare with the J-8?

But this is also a good thing. With these ten planes, the thirty planes prepared in the early stage can also

He immediately took a deep breath and said, "Director Yu, we have a very critical mission now, and we need 100 J-C fighters!"

Then Yang Xiaotao briefly recounted the situation, and the misunderstanding was further said, "So in one month, one month later, I want thirty J-8C fighters!"

"You have to complete the rest in front of you too!"

"Do you understand?"

Yang Xiaotao didn't say much, but his meaning was very clear.

Yu Zimo wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The official level is overwhelming.

What's more, there are several levels.

If you fail to complete the task...

He no longer dared to think about the consequences.

"Yes, I promise to complete the mission!"

After that, hang up the phone, and then...

A feeling of ecstasy surged in my heart.

One hundred! One hundred!