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When they realized that they were up against an opponent backed by a heavyweight like Louis Industrial Company, everyone in the Genuine Fragrance Squadron felt a chill run through them, exchanging uneasy glances.

It was damn terrifying!

What unforgivable sin had these poor kids from the backwoods committed to attract such a formidable adversary?

Could it be that the Big Bear Squadron Leader had slept with the opposing company's high-level manager's sister and refused to take responsibility?

And so, the Genuine Fragrance Squadron faced such a calamity.

If it weren't for the fact that Chekhov looked just as shocked and didn't show the slightest hint of guilt, it would be hard for Devil Pepper to not suspect something in that direction.

The moment Teacher Shen brought the important intel that the Hanuman Airborne Group had acquired two F-40X improved "Horned Eagle," Chen Fei had already thought about seeking help from his uncle, realizing that this situation was beyond his ability to manage.

But upon hearing about Louis Industrial Company's involvement, he extinguished that thought.

Even the combined efforts of National Defense Star Aerospace Company and Northern Weapons Industry Group might not be enough to stand up to Louis Industrial Company.

"Who's here to sign for this?"

Just then, someone stood at the hangar doorway, peering inside.

"What is it?"

Big Brother Xiao scratched his head, turned to Devil Pepper, and asked, "Did you guys order anything?"

He assumed it was something ordered by someone from the Genuine Fragrance Squadron or the squadron's maintenance chief, Big Brother Xiao, that had arrived, and naturally, the recipient needed to sign for it.

The person in the work uniform, holding a list of materials, asked aloud while cross-referencing it, "The recipient is 'Genuine Fragrance' Squadron, who's the leader?"

"Eh? Me, I am. I'm Chekhov Leonidovich Ivanov, is this really for me?"

The Big Bear Squadron Leader pointed at himself, then walked over perplexed.

In his memory, he didn't recall ordering anything at all, unless it was alcohol.

"This is the delivery slip, you can open the boxes and inspect the goods right here!"

The delivery person in work clothes handed the paper list to a confused Chekhov, who mumbled to himself all the way.

The recipient was indeed the Genuine Fragrance Squadron, but no specific person was named.

"Ah, this, what's this?"

Chekhov gazed at the massive crates on the truck outside the hangar doors.

What could be inside these huge boxes?

They were so unusually large!

Only then did he lower his head and take a closer look at the list in his hands, and his expression immediately fell.

"AIM-290D long-range missiles?"

Weren't these active service weapons?

Although the model was somewhat old, they were still military-grade missiles, not to be underestimated.

Looking at the number of boxes, each storing one missile, there were at least sixteen missiles loaded on two large transport trucks.

Could they have been delivered to the wrong place?

The bewildered Big Bear could not help but have this thought, and the next second, with a defiant heart, he borrowed a pen and briskly signed his bearish name.

Who cared!

The Genuine Fragrance Squadron was in dire need of a way to deal with the latest twist from the Hanuman Airborne Group, and these missiles had come at the right time, whether or not there had been a mistake.

Sixteen missiles were enough to give those jumping monkeys from Hanuman a good pot to stew in.

The sender was marked with only three letters, NDS.

Chen Fei, who had come over with the others, caught sight of these three letters and blurted out,

"It's National Defense Star!"

At such a critical moment, what else could NDS stand for?

Of course, it was the National Defense Star Aerospace Company, whose company name's abbreviation was indeed NDS, uniquely theirs without any subsidiary.

This meant that his uncle had always been paying attention to Chen Xiao'er and Jiu Defense Company, and had finally made a move.

"Your uncle?"

It wasn't just Teacher Shen; the others from the Genuine Fragrance Squadron all looked at him.

Chen Fei stated confidently, "There's no mistake! My uncle must have learned about our situation and specially sent these missiles."

To send current American Federation military weapons to the Abyss Coliseum, there were very few forces with that much power.

His uncle wielded relatively high clout at National Defense Star, often having the final say, unlike Teacher Shen's father who was merely one of several vice-presidents at Northern Weapons Industry Group, subordinate to other leaders and many in-laws, which meant that any action would inevitably involve significant hesitation and complications.

Therefore, the only NDS with ties to Jiu Defense could be the National Defense Star Aerospace Company.

If he wasn't wrong, his uncle must have also learned that Louis Industrial Company had gotten involved, yet he still sent the missiles, essentially declaring his position, openly standing against Louis Industrial Company.

What audacity!

Using active service missiles against retired main combat aircraft was certainly interesting.

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"With these missiles, I can shoot down the entire fleet of Hanuman Airborne Group's F-40s, whether they're the X upgrade version or not!"

"Devil Pepper" Irinei Rusios clenched her fists, making a bone-chilling cracking sound.

"Fragrant Orchid" Carlos expressed his gratitude, "All thanks to Chen Fei!"

Teacher Shen's Northern Weapons Industry Group provided the current advanced trainers, and Chen Fei's uncle provided the active missiles. Coupled with Chen Fei's industrial-grade Metal Elemental Psychic Power and the professional quality of the chief mechanic Xiao Ming, even if Jiu Defense Company faced various targeting and scheming, they were not left without support. Backed by these two giants, there was still capital for a fight.

Due to universality, the service life of missiles is generally longer than that of fighter jets, often starting at half a century, and the research and development cycle is not long. Continuous improvements do not affect the normal service commission unless completely replacing the propulsion engine. Altering the missile head or upgrading the control system can also achieve performance enhancement.

The AIM-290D long-range missile couldn't be directly compatible with the L-22 advanced trainer aircraft as they were not weapon systems of the same technology series, requiring adjustments in mountings, fire control systems, and data links among other aspects. However, for Chen Fei, it only took a few minutes; three L-22s had completed their support for the AIM-290D.

F-22 "Raptors" belonging to the same technology system could be future-compatible with the least difficulty. An upgrade of the fire control system was all that was needed for direct use.

Most of the work was done by Adam.

Out of the blue, a line of text popped up before Chen Fei's eyes.

Adam: Ding! "Canglong" advanced fighter jet design simulation completed!

Huh!

Huh????

Chen Fei: Adam, who taught you this accent? Was it the Dog System?

Chen Xiao'er's focus was peculiar as he was more concerned whether the Dog System had somehow corrupted Adam, turning it into "Dog Adam."

Adam: Dog System? No Dog System detected!

Although Adam responded this way, it did not deny the existence of the Dog System. It was running inside the Dog System's "Honey Pot (Virtual Machine)," unable to leave, nor wanting to.

Not just Adam, Chen Fei himself was most often unilaterally communicated with by the Dog System, that Dog System sure was tenaciously clinging on. Enjoy more content from My Virtual Library Empire

Chen Fei: How did you think to simulate the "Canglong" design?

Before this, he had no idea Adam was working on this.

So far, the "Physical Evolution Database" contained only the "Canglong"'s shell and main structure—nothing else. Filling it into a complete fighter jet was by no means an easy task.

Chen Fei had also considered a similar plan, using the limited sample information from the L-22 advanced trainer to fill out a fourth L-22.

But due to limited time and energy, he simply could not undertake such a complicated project.

Adam: It's just a test.

Adam: The resources obtained from Angela Pharmaceutical Company included a relevant development kit, along with samples like the MiG-28, F-22 "Raptor," Crystal Jet (Fake), Crystal Jet "Holy Grail," Crystal Jet (Unnamed), and so on. Hence, a trial design development for the "Canglong" advanced fighter jet was undertaken, totaling 44 hours, 17 minutes, and 53 seconds.

Wow, boy!

Utilizing the nearly limitless computational power of Chen Fei's biological brain, Adam spent almost two days completing the "Canglong" simulation. The complexity of this trial project was almost beyond his imagination.

If left to manual simulation, not to mention two or three days, even two or three months, or perhaps two or three years might not suffice.

No wonder Chen Fei had an unusually strong appetite these past few days. Intense cerebral exertion meant an increased need for food.

Worthy of a progenitor-level artificial intelligence AI, not like those low-level AIs that needed a kick to take action, its initiative was frighteningly high. Even before you had the thought, it had already completed the task.

Chen Fei: Save the simulation results and send me the plan!

Adam: "Canglong" design plan file creation complete.

In Chen Fei's brain, under the A drive, a new folder named "Canglong" appeared, filled with a lot of related files.

Done!

"Teacher Shen, let's head over to the Northern Weapons Industry exhibit area."

Chen Fei no longer paid attention to those four jet fighters in the hangar. After all, the new missiles would naturally have professionals to assist in mounting them.

"Exhibit area? What for?"

Shen Fei was puzzled but still followed Chen Fei's steps.

Was this fellow not satisfied with the current advanced trainers and thinking of setting his sights on active-duty fighters?

Let alone the Northern Weapons Industry Group's agreement, even the organizers of the Abyss Coliseum wouldn't permit the use of active-duty fighters in the private duels between Private Military Contractors.

With the support of executives from Louis Industrial Company, the Hanuman Airborne Group managed to get the prototype of the ultimate version of the already decommissioned F-40 "Horned Eagle", which was the limit.

Active-duty main fighter jets are not like active-duty missiles. Sovereignty might turn a blind eye to one-time consumables like missiles, but it would never loosen control and allow commoners to meddle with sovereign-exclusive national armaments.

"To borrow the 'Canglong's' shell."

Chen Fei had Adam hail a nearby unmanned taxi, pulling Teacher Shen into the car with him.

Unsure if Adam's simulated plans were feasible, it was worth a try.

"Shell? What use could a shell possibly be?"

Shen Fei was even more bewildered, as Chen Fei seemed to be engaging in an incredibly far-fetched idea.

Since its inception, the Northern Weapons Industry Group's "Canglong" advanced fighter jet project progress was still not half complete. The concept machine sent to the Abyss Coliseum exhibition area was just an empty shell, not even overdoing it to say it was a full-scale physical model.

This thing?

What use could it possibly serve?