Some more experts

Author: September Sauce

Some more experts

At the same time that Chen Nian and He Hongwen were meeting, at Kadena Air Force Base, Leon was sitting in an office chair, with Lyons and Weiss, who had been specially summoned, sitting in front of him.

He took out three cigars from the drawer, carefully cut off the ends of the cigars, and then handed them to the two of them respectively.

"The weather in Kadena is as bad as ever. I really can't stand the temperature here. It's almost January, and the temperature is still 20 degrees Celsius. I really miss the cold wind of the Arctic."

Lyons and the two looked at each other. They had long heard that the newly transferred commander had a weird temper, and they had been feeling a little uneasy.

They had already felt a little more relaxed when they saw him handing them cigars in a friendly manner, but unexpectedly, the other person's words made them nervous again.

Isn’t it nice that Kadena has a spring-like climate all year round?

What kind of person would say that he misses the cold winds of the Arctic?

Perhaps what he misses is not the Arctic wind, but the days when he faced off against a certain country's underwater ghost in Alaska.

Thinking of this, Lyons laughed dryly and replied:

"Maybe it was a different experience, but we have never been to the cold zone. Wes and I are old partners. We were transferred here from New Mexico, and the weather seems to be always hot."

"If you have a chance, boys, believe me, this is just the beginning for you."

Leon waved his hand boldly and lit the cigar in his mouth, and then his expression became serious.

"Okay, I think this is the end of the conversation about the weather."

"Next, I want to ask you something. I want you to tell me everything you know without reservation. Do you understand?"

The two nodded quickly. In fact, from the moment they walked into this office, they knew what kind of "query" they would face.

Leon smiled with satisfaction, then he put down his cigar and asked:

"On December 22, the two of you flew an EP-3E out to the vicinity of the target location and completed an unconventional reconnaissance there, right?"

"Yes, we received instructions to get as close to the coastline as possible, so."

"Don't say unnecessary words, just answer my questions!"

Leon interrupted slightly impatiently and continued to ask:

"During the approach, how many times did you encounter harassment in total? What were the configurations of the fighter jets that harassed you? Did they have weapons mounted on them? What was the eviction command? Did they make any high-risk eviction actions?

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"I want you to answer these questions in chronological order, accurate to every second."

"And if you want to tell me how you felt at the time, I need to rely on your information to judge how tough the other party is. Do you understand?"

"Understood, sir!"

Lyons and the two responded loudly, and then a long "interrogation" began.

The interrogation lasted for a full three hours, and as Leon said, he really asked about all the details.

As the interrogation progressed to the second half, Lyons also began to understand.

It's not that the other party can't understand the flight log, nor is he deliberately putting pressure on himself, but he is doing some kind of special profiling.

He needs to restore the scene in his mind through a large number of details from the first perspective, so as to support his judgment.

Such abilities and methods were an eye-opener for the two people being interrogated.

To be able to achieve this position at the age of 40 is indeed not an ordinary person.

In the end, the two of them began to be immersed in it, and even when Leon finally announced that "the conversation is over", they were still a little unfinished.

"Is that okay? If we need more information, we can go back and think about it carefully."

Weiss said.

"No, these are enough."

Leon picked up the extinguished cigar, which he had only smoked from beginning to end, relit it, and then waved his hand for the two of them to leave.

After they walked out of the office, he showed a satisfied smile.

After a while, a young officer opened the door and walked in.

And he was the "messenger" who delivered the order from Washington to Lyon last time, Connet.

"It's over? How's it going?"

His military rank is much lower than that of Lyon, but he doesn't seem to feel restrained in front of him.

"Yes, it's over."

"As for the situation, it's not easy to draw a conclusion yet, but in short, Operation Christmas Eve gave me more sense of security."

"A sense of security? Why?"

Connet asked doubtfully.

"The security of peace, of course."

"Judging from the current situation, the other party definitely does not intend to have a head-on conflict with us, and does not even want small frictions to occur."

"Their pilots strictly abide by international regulations and do not even dare to carry out high-risk eviction maneuvers. Instead, they carefully keep their distance from us. The previous rumors about scalpels in the Barents Sea should be just rumors."

"In addition, they have shown extreme restraint in our actions."

"When the EP-3E approached the cordon, our people did receive a severe warning, but they never turned on the fire control radar."

"Of course, no fire was fired."

"Maybe it's because we didn't cross that line?"

Connet interjected and asked.

"No, of course not. I believe that even if we accidentally enter their airspace for various reasons, as long as we don't show obvious first place, they will never use force."

"On the one hand, it's because our two countries still maintain friendly relations. On the other hand, it's because our two countries still maintain friendly relations."

"They really can't fight such a battle now."

"I still say the same thing, what do they have in their hands? What do they rely on to fight? Is it with toy fighter jets? Or is it with those small fishing boats on the sea?"

"Originally, I thought they might try hard despite being out-equipped, but now it seems they have lost even such courage."

"So, this is my sense of security."

"Faced with a lagging and weak opponent, we always have more room."

After listening to his words, Connett nodded first, and then said cautiously:

"They are not necessarily backward."

"According to our intelligence, the AL-31FN program has been terminated in an extremely decisive manner."

"There is news that China has launched a new project code-named 'Project 22', which seems to be related to a new type of aviation engine."

"Project No. 22? You can't tell anything from the name. Can't you dig deeper?"

Connet smiled helplessly and replied:

"It's not easy just to get the name. If we want to know the content, it may take us several years."

"However, various evidence shows that this is indeed an aviation development project, but the specific content cannot be obtained."

"The Chinese people who are engaged in aviation development are really whimsical. Their leadership would actually approve such a plan?"

Leon asked sarcastically.

"If it doesn't pass, this project won't exist."

"Of course, your view is correct. When the AL-31FN introduction project was stopped, most experts and scholars within China were opposed to the self-developed engine. There was even a senior expert who was interviewed and analyzed the current

The current technological status of China shows why it cannot engage in aviation development now."

"You know what's interesting?"

Connet gave up, and Leon said impatiently:

"I don't know, tell me!"

"What's interesting is that this expert's opinion is very similar to the opinion put forward by a college student from a traditional military university in China that we searched on the Internet."

"Judging from the timing, the expert probably saw the college student's post by chance and directly posted it on TV."

".Such a person is also an expert?"

Leon asked in disbelief.

"Of course, he is, and he is a highly prestigious aircraft expert in China."

"That means that although he copied the opinions of college students, at least this opinion is credible, right?"

"That's right."

Connett nodded and answered.
To be continued...