Miss Beautiful C.E.O and her system

Ling Qingyu ignored Tang Ziyi's protest and continued swiping her screen. Her eyelids jumped in excitement every time she reviewed the gunship's specifications.

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A NOTAR helicopter concept, driven by only one pilot, with additional cargo space for emergencies.

The sleek, stealth design comprised numerous technologies. Although Ling Qingyu wasn't an academic, she had some insights into how stealth worked.

The angular exterior ensured radio waves were deflected away from the source, making sure that the radar didn't capture its emission.

Well, it was impossible to deflect everything, but a greater percentage meant a lower radar cross-section.

The stealth paint coating also contributed to further reduction. These technologies were seen in the venerable F-22 stealth fighter aircraft, an air superiority type.

However, Virgin type... hmm... anyway, this gunship, named by Athena, didn't rely solely on this type of stealth.

The internal skin structures were designed in a way such that they functioned as an absorbent to soak up and detect the remaining incoming radar waves that weren't deflected, further decreasing the originally small radar cross-section.

The concept wasn't new, as far as Ling Qingyu was concerned. The B-2 bomber with its alien aerodynamic structure fully exploited such a technique.

The combination of the two methods fully proved what it meant to retain the term—stealth. The difficulty increased when these were applied to helicopters.

At the same time, Virgin had an active system to ensure stealth. The spherical sensor on top of the rotor mast not only served as a radar for 360-degree surveillance but also as a system emitting appropriate frequency and wavelength outward to cancel the opponent's radar.

Frequency resonance should be a relevant description. Heck, Ling Qingyu rubbed her eyes and looked again carefully. Yep, Athena didn't lie. Active stealth system... GG!

Looking further into armaments, Ling Qingyu wasn't new to chin-mounted auto-cannons for strafing runs and close support, which would be integrated into the nose for a low profile when in a non-combat state.

The mini-rockets on the winglets' hardpoints totally numbed her brain. Each small, lean rocket was an advanced, sophisticated missile, where internal components were developed and miniaturized, no different from the big ones.

The Hellfire missile, she knew, wasn't different from the one drawn by Athena. The functions, capabilities, and integrated systems matched the conventional ones, if not exceeded. A revolutionary weapon had come out of Athena's hand.

Ling Qingyu didn't know whether to applaud her daughter or sigh. Never underestimate the strength of Skynet, especially with one with more creativity.

A smaller size meant less weight, resulting in more being equipped on the gunship and staying longer in the fight. That was on the winglets' bottom hardpoints. There were two above, which housed two small missiles for air-to-air combat.

Additionally, the bottom of the fuselage included retractable pods for 6 hidden missiles, comparable to the F-22 internal weapon system. These were likely more advanced specialized missile types.

As for powerhouse to fly the machine, Virgin possessed twin engines, domestically manufactured, self-produced.

Virgin had a length of 25 meters, a cabin width of 2 meters, and a height of 5 meters, with a rotor diameter of 18 meters. The dimensions weren't as impressive as the other perks but still notable in Ling Qingyu's eyes, especially when Athena compared them with other aircraft on purpose to ensure her mother didn't underestimate her work.

Ling Qingyu knew her daughter's competitiveness and smiled, nodding from time to time as if to praise Athena. At least, her child must be supported.

As for range and speed, Ling Qingyu was dumbfounded. This Virgin wasn't a propeller-type fixed-wing aircraft, was it?

It could fly at a range of 2200 kilometers, the longest she had ever read, at a maximum speed of 600 km per hour. This was more than just stunning.

Athena even listed that the ample space compartment behind could be modified, like adding fuel tanks, predicting a surplus range of 4000-6000 kilometers!

These numbers could increase further if a mid-air refuel scenario was factored into the equation.

Ling Qingyu clicked her tongue and glanced lightly at Tang Ziyi with contempt. Now, she was fairly certain that Tang Ziyi's involvement in the production of Virgin was likely close to zero.

How dare she take on the name of her daughter's hard work?!

No matter how talented Tang Ziyi was, the results Ling Qingyu learned were impossible, especially when the former wasn't even an aerospace engineer.

Modification she could accept; concept planning… perhaps, but designing and producing? In her dream, Ling Qingyu humphed.

The demand for a highly efficient design pushed the technology limits several decades ahead. The complexities involved were easily solved because of Athena's existence. Otherwise, in less than 50 years, no such concept would be possible.

Nevertheless, it was false to say that Ling Qingyu wasn't looking forward to flying one herself and equipping them into her force. The pure sight of a formation of Virgins gave ecstasy to satisfy her imagination.

"What do you mean by that look?" Tang Ziyi noticed someone's scornful gaze and asked unhappily.

"Don't you have any shame?" Ling Qingyu was merciless in her response.

"…???…" Triple question marks appeared above Tang Ziyi's head. Had her partner gone through menopause?

"You take advantage of Athena's innocence and declare yourself as an inventor. Come on, give credit to my daughter and don't take it for yourself," Ling Qingyu scolded, pointing at the tablet in her hand.

Tang Ziyi understood Ling Qingyu's sneer and coughed in guilt. "What do you know? Concept is everything. Without a beginning, how could a design start?"

"Damn, don't I know what you do?" Ling Qingyu spat out. "Merely stating your demand and walking away after patting your butt while my daughter completed everything. Then you come back, say a few words about what you want again until you're satisfied."

"At least, I draw the design framework," Tang Ziyi folded her arms and defended. "The menacing and futuristic shape is my idea."

"I highly doubt your imagination," Ling Qingyu rolled her eyes.

"Please don't fight, Mom and Aunt," Athena placated both sides. "Without my aunt, I would lose the important drive and diverge from reality and what you need, Mom."

Athena was helpless against these two. Whenever they bickered, they seemed more like children than she did.

Ling Qingyu snorted, and Tang Ziyi looked away, focusing on commanding. The former believed Tang Ziyi was a genius but not to the point of leaping 50-100 years ahead.@@novelbin@@

She was confident in the argument because she already foresaw Tang Ziyi backing out. Unlike before, if she refuted a little, Tang Ziyi was keen on dragging her away for a duel or promising to hold one.

Yes, this bastard now knew shame and guilt. However, Ling Qingyu didn't blame much since, without her presence, her goals and ambitions were nothing.

So, she stood up, hugged her waist, and leaned against her back but said nothing. Hehe, taking advantage of someone felt very good.

"What are you doing?" Tang Ziyi chided.

"Loving you."

"I suspect you just want an excuse." Tang Ziyi elbowed to separate the two, but Ling Qingyu held tight.

She sighed and let it be, focusing on the screen as she studied the battlefield and her subordinates' status, not having the mind to use too much force.

Ling Qingyu smiled with joy, sensing no resistance from her partner. This was the first time she had won a big victory.

A pity, both were wearing military vests and other equipment, interfering with the sensual soft touches.

A sudden announcement grabbed Tang Ziyi's thoughts, and she struggled to break free. Yet, Ling Qingyu didn't like to give up.

"Say again, Kilo 2... Understood… Kilo 2 and 3, can you deal with the reinforcement?" Tang Ziyi asked.

Realizing the situation, Ling Qingyu restrained herself and separated. It appeared the containment team encountered attacks from the gangs.

Although the gangs' industry and residence were mostly located in the city, small peripheral bases and checkpoints were necessary to prevent attacks or outreach from opponents or the country's military.

Without a proper defense, money meant nothing but shining gold for robbers to take away.

These bases housed soldiers. Perhaps time had passed long enough for them to realize that the city was in trouble.

Not to mention, continuous explosions and gunfire most likely had spread. The long-lost contact from the radio also petrified them into making a decision—send a team to investigate or connect with the top command.

"Copied, page me when you need support. Remember to set up a defensive depth," Tang Ziyi ordered and ended the communication.

"We are now under attack?" Ling Qingyu inquired.

"Yeah, but Kilo 2 and 3 could handle it easily, or so they say," Tang Ziyi shrugged her shoulders. "I mean, you've given them so many weaponries from missiles, RPGs, .50 caliber machine guns, snipers, mortars, and so on."

Ling Qingyu's lips twitched at the level of equipment. Sure enough, with enough support, numbers didn't matter much on the modern battlefield. "What if they consume faster than the enemy's strength?"

"Occasionally our logistic team will support them with goods. In an emergency, since you're free, you can deliver these items." Tang Ziyi teased and laughed after seeing Ling Qingyu's dark face.

Someone wanted to rest but someone always wanted to mess her around, Ling Qingyu lamented her fate but her expression fade away when Tang Ziyi said another sentence.

"Besides, we still have Elena on standby."

Ling Qingyu's eyes beamed as she remembered Elena's prowess. Elena was the manifestation of a huge submarine she owned. With the level of weapons at her hand, Elena could indeed serve as a titan firepower in case more support element was required.

Okay, Tang Ziyi covered everything pretty well. Ling Qingyu was proud.