Eagle Sauce: The 055 destroyer was launched into the sea just after the founding of the country?

When the reinforced concrete target, which was as big as a hill and ten meters thick, disintegrated and turned into powder under the silent but devastating blow of the "Thor's Hammer" electromagnetic cannon.

General Song Zhenhua's heart, which had been hanging in his throat, finally slowly returned to his chest along with the falling dust.

He felt his nerves, which had been tense for over a month, finally relax at this moment. A sense of security and confidence, like surviving a disaster, returned to him.

He knew that with the unreasonable and god-killing ultimate weapon "Thor's Hammer", the Dragon Kingdom already had the power to confront and even completely crush the Eagle Sauce ground forces head-on.

Those "Apocalypse" tanks and "force field shields" that once made him feel desperate and suffocated were nothing more than a group of expensive iron coffins waiting to be "neutralized" and "vaporized" in the face of the electromagnetic gun's terrifying kinetic energy that exceeded physical common sense.

The threat on land has been resolved.

However, General Song Zhenhua has not completely let go of the big stone in his heart.

Because he knew that modern warfare was three-dimensional, and air supremacy was often more deadly than land superiority.

In addition to the devilish "Apocalypse" tanks on the ground, the ghostly "Golden Eagle" fighter jets in the sky also left him with an extremely deep, almost nightmarish impression.

He would never forget how the seven J-10C fighter jets of the Republic of Pennsylvania, which were proud of themselves and provided by the Dragon State, were so vulnerable in front of those black birds of prey with strange forward-swept wings on the battlefield that day, and how they were unilaterally slaughtered as if they were a joke.

The extreme speed, the unparalleled maneuverability, the sci-fi, elegant yet deadly appearance of the "Golden Eagle" fighter, which completely surpassed the air dominance of the existing era, made this former air force general feel powerless and chilled from the bottom of his heart.

However, at the most critical moment, the appearance of Dragon Country's top fifth-generation stealth fighter J-20 "Vigorous Dragon" temporarily forced back the attack of the "Golden Eagle".

But that brief aerial confrontation was more like a mutual test between two peerless masters, and no real winner was determined.

"Xiao Fang," General Song Zhenhua frowned again on the way back to the headquarters. He expressed his last concern to Fang Yu beside him, "With your 'Thor's Hammer', I believe the problem on the ground has been solved."

"But what about the problem in heaven?"

"Those Eagle fighter jets are just too... too weird."

He chose his words carefully, as if trying to find one that could accurately describe the monster.

"I admit that our J-20 should not be inferior to it in terms of stealth performance and beyond-visual-range strike capability."

"However, once we enter a close-range aerial combat, the Golden Eagle's abnormal maneuverability is simply too advantageous."

"I don't want... I don't want our top ace pilots, who are priceless, to engage in a 50-50 aerial bayonet fight with the enemy, where the odds are stacked against them, with their lives on the line."

"Every pilot is our Dragon Nation's most precious treasure. Their lives cannot be wasted in vain."

These words were spoken with true feelings.

Fang Yu could tell that General Song Zhenhua was truly worried about the lives of those pilots.

However, to his surprise, after hearing his worried words, Fang Yu's face not only did not have any solemn expression, but instead showed that familiar, calm and indifferent smile again.

"Mr. Song, you are scaring yourself again."

Fang Yu smiled and shook his head. He spoke confidently, even with a hint of disdain for the Golden Eagle, "You're worrying too much. In my opinion, problems in the air are far easier to solve than those on the ground."

"Oh?" Song Zhenhua looked at him with some confusion.

"First, let's be clear," Fang Yu began his "scientific popularization." "The Russian Su-47 'Golden Eagle' is not even a true, complete fifth-generation fighter."

"It's more like a 'technology verification aircraft' that takes a radical and serious approach in pursuit of ultimate maneuverability."

"Its forward-swept wing design, while giving it unparalleled agility at subsonic speeds, also sacrifices high-altitude and high-speed performance and structural strength."

"Its stealth design is just the most basic surface modification and cannot be compared with the integrated, all-round stealth design of our J-20."

"So, if a fight really came to a head, in a beyond-visual-range air combat, our J-20, with its enhanced stealth capabilities and more advanced radar, could use its PL-15 long-range air-to-air missiles to crush it into a sieve before it could even detect us. It wouldn't even have a chance to engage in an aerial bayonet fight with us."

"Even if," Fang Yu changed the subject, a more contemptuous smile flashing across his face, "even if we were really careless and it pushed into close combat range, it would never be a match for our J-20."

"Why?" Song Zhenhua couldn't help but ask.

"Because," Fang Yu's lips curled up in a playful arc, "What era is it now? Are you still pursuing ultimate maneuverability and speed?"

"Dog fight? Even dogs won't do it!"

This witty remark, full of modern internet memes, left Song Zhenhua stunned.

Fang Yu explained with a smile: "Mr. Song, the mode of air combat has long evolved."

"The era of dogfighting, which relied on the individual skills of pilots to conduct aerial maneuvers, was completely ended the moment our J-20 appeared."

"Future air combat will be a confrontation of systems, information, and artificial intelligence!"

There was a gleam of wisdom in his eyes, that belonged to a future war theorist.

"Whoever can see farther, calculate faster, and make the best decisions faster, will be the true king of the sky!"

"To be honest," he said with a smug smile, "I've long anticipated that Russia and the US would deploy some of their most powerful air forces. Therefore, I've already developed a brand-new air combat system for our J-20, capable of crushing all adversaries of this era."

"Since you happen to have this concern this time, I won't hide it. Let's just take out this new system and put it into practice on the next battlefield!"

"What new system?" Song Zhenhua's eyes lit up instantly, and he asked almost subconsciously, "With this new system, our J-20 can... defeat the Golden Eagle? This... this doesn't sound too realistic, right? After all, the aircraft's hardware performance is there."

"Haha." Facing Song Zhenhua's questioning, Fang Yu did not refute, but once again showed that unfathomable and indifferent smile.

"Whether it's a donkey or a horse, just take it out for a walk and we'll know for sure, right?"

He said it lightly.

"We'll find out the next time the federal army attacks. I promise you, what you'll see then will be a one-sided aerial 'teaching' like you've never imagined."

After saying that, he didn't explain any more, turned around and took his team back to the "Thor's Hammer" laboratory full of various "black technologies" to continue his mysterious research and development.

Only General Song Zhenhua was left alone, standing there anxiously, his heart full of anticipation but also a little doubtful.