I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property-Chapter 538 - 536

With a blast of cannons, Huaxia welcomed another National Day, filling the nation with a festive atmosphere akin to the New Year.

"So you're saying that inviting those generals over today was just a trap you set?"

"Daring to prowl near our country's domain is just a warning," Zhang Menglong reclined on his private jet's chair, "If I don't play them to death today, then I'm not a Zhang!"

"You," Lu Yiyao poked Zhang Menglong's forehead, "should consider the relationships between countries too, don't make it too ugly."

"Actually, there's nothing much to consider."

"How can that be? If a fight really starts, it's the common people who will suffer." Lu Yiyao said.

"No, no, no," Zhang Menglong shook his head, "Do you know under what circumstances a fight would break out? It happens when there is a possibility of victory. If they know they have no chance of winning, and they still fight, then they are idiots."

"Today, I want them to understand that the gap between us, Huaxia, and them is no longer slight. If a fight really were to break out, they would just be beaten badly by us. In the face of absolute power disparity, any strategy is nonsense."

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"Hey, is this your girlfriend?" At the airport, Mr. Xing and others were waiting for him, with those generals standing nearby.

"Yes," Zhang Menglong smiled, "Her name is Lu Yiyao."

"That's a pity," General Qin sighed, "I was just thinking I have a granddaughter."

"Hahahaha," laughed all the generals around, "If Menglong were single, we'd have to compete with you seriously, who doesn't have a granddaughter?"

"Humph!" General Qin suddenly put on a playful grin, "Menglong, would you mind having one more girlfriend?"

Zhang Menglong: "I'm directly shocked for an entire year..."

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"They're here!" Mr. Xing pointed at a special international flight in the sky.

"Let's go, let's receive our guests!"

Surrounded by a throng of media, General Arthur, General Bei Qi, and General Kim walked down the airplane, naturally accompanied by a few weapon experts and a security team.

They waved to the surrounding media with natural smiles on their faces.

"Mr. Zhou, look how happy they are smiling."

"The happier they smile now, the uglier they'll cry later."

"Hehehe..."

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"Huh? Strange, why are there foreigners at this year's National Day?" When these generals appeared, the viewers prepared to watch the parade on TV showed curious expressions.

"Didn't yesterday's news say that this year we've invited a few generals from Kaibong, the Americans, and Qingqiu Country to watch our parade?"

"Look, isn't that President Zhang?"

"Why is he here? Isn't that Mr. Zhou beside him? And Mr. Xing, his background is incredible!"

"Look, President Zhang is smiling so creepily!"

"There must be a conspiracy."

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"Welcome, everyone, to Huaxia to watch our parade." Mr. Xing and the generals shook hands one by one.

"Hahaha, today we're really looking forward to a spectacle, hope you won't disappoint us."

"Certainly, certainly!"

Mr. Xing and others led the guests to the viewing platform.

"The parade, begin!"

With resounding and uniform steps, the immaculate troops of Huaxia marched out.

Every person's movements were impeccably coordinated, and in preparation for the annual military parade, the warriors had undergone repeated training, starkly contrasting with other nations' less disciplined troops.

Countless children of Huaxia watched this scene, unable to hold back their tears of pride.

"Boom!" A perfectly aligned sequence of Jian-30 fighter jets sliced across the sky, painting a spectacular rainbow.

"So this is your country's latest fighter jet?" Arthur asked as he looked at the Jian-30. It wasn't bad, but at most it was on par with the NK-2, likely just some modifications based on the Jian-20, hardly a breakthrough.

"General Arthur, no need to rush to judgment; these are just our display models," Zhang Menglong said with a smile, pulling out a walkie-talkie. "Longyin-1 type fighter jets, prepare for inspection!"

As soon as he finished speaking, three silver-grey fighter jets appeared before their eyes!

"How...how is this possible!" Arthur and others' pupils dilated several times in an instant; they were sure these planes hadn't just flown in, but had appeared out of thin air!

The visual effect was like suddenly lifting an invisible cloak that had been covering them, a shock beyond words.

"Damn! What did I just see?"

"This...this appeared out of nowhere, right?"

"No way, this is what you call a stealth fighter, truly freaking invisible."

"Wait, how is this plane floating in the air? Where is its propulsion system? Where are the exhausts?"

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"How...how is this possible?" The three military experts, who had spent their lives studying military equipment, were seeing such an outrageous scene for the first time.

What is referred to as a stealth fighter is not truly invisible; it only uses special coatings to evade detection by electronic devices, yet these three jets had actually achieved this.

"Oh, it's just optical camouflage," Zhang Menglong chuckled. "A little trick, nothing to be amazed at."

"Optical camo?" This technology was not solely the subject of military research; numerous scholars from various fields had been exploring it, but to no substantive avail so far.

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"How does this plane fly? There's no propulsion device, no flames, not even a sound."

"Well, the energy source is a small-scale nuclear fusion reactor which theoretically doesn't require any other energy source for extended operations," Zhang Menglong explained. "And for propulsion, we've utilized an anti-gravity system. Oh, and it doesn't need a human pilot since it's entirely operated by artificial intelligence. This is Huaxia's latest sixth-generation fighter jet. What do you think?"

"Controllable nuclear fusion...anti-gravity system...Artificial Intelligence piloting..."

These terms that appeared only in sci-fi films and novels were now erupting from the mouths of those weapon experts, their expressions somewhat stiffened.

"Smack!" The weapons expert named Li Jianyi slapped himself, "I can't believe I'm not dreaming..."

Almost noiselessly, the three fighter jets soared into the sky like ghosts with optical camouflage activated, not even registering on radar.

"If such three fighter jets were to fly over our country, they could directly bomb our Presidential Palace and leave, and we wouldn't even know who did it!" A chill ran through General Arthur's heart, the thought too horrifying.

Facing such three fighter jets, invisible to both the eye and radar, an enemy that could bombard you without you even knowing their location, how could one possibly cope?

"Did Mr. Zhang develop all this?" The crowd turned towards Zhang Menglong.

"Just tinkering around," Zhang Menglong said. "Took quite a while though, a full three months!"

"Three months?" The expressions on the three generals' faces looked as if they had swallowed something foul.

He'd researched this for just three months with such a dissatisfied expression? Not to mention three months, even three years wouldn't suffice for them to achieve such results.

Just tinkering around? Was this the kind of technology one could develop just by tinkering?

Nuclear fission wasn't even refined by them, and controllable nuclear fusion was a technology possibly decades away from realization. They even began to suspect whether Zhang Menglong was an extraterrestrial!

"Incredible!" Though there wasn't direct textual description, the viewers could feel the strong impact through the video. This was their Huaxia!

"Look at those foreign generals, how awkward their smiles are."

"Is that even smiling? They're clearly crying."

"It's too sad for them; they might need a lifetime to get over these few minutes of shock."

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