Chapter 524 We Are Awesome! (3rd Update!)

"What missile is flying at the wrong speed? Can the missile's flying speed be wrong? Is it flying slowly or fast?"

"It's fast, very fast! I just checked based on official information. The time when these three missiles first appeared was probably around 10 o'clock in the morning. The addresses where they appeared were probably Liancheng, Lanling, and Xucheng. The problem in the middle of Langya is that some friends near the Qilian Mountains discovered that the missile arrived around 10:20. "

"Soon?"

"Holy shit, are you kidding me? That's more than 3,000 kilometers!"

"Fake, fake, all fake! What kind of international joke are you making? How could it be so fast?"

"No, brothers, can any of you tell me how fast it is to run 3,000 kilometers in 20 minutes?"

"It's not very fast. One afternoon, I traveled more than 2,000 kilometers from Northeast China to Guangdong Province in 10 minutes. I went to eat local pan-fried buns, and then rushed back to Northeast China overnight."

"Brothers, I have a very bold guess. If this guess is true, then we can set off firecrackers."

"No, is this still the forum I know? Why are everyone either making jokes or pretending to be the Riddler?"

"It's not that we want to make jokes, nor that we want to play the Riddler, but according to our country's current technology, if we want to master this weapon, there is still a long, long, long way to go, and this step Even the former Soviet Union and America today have not finished the journey.”

"Let me tell you directly, hypersonic missiles. If the time and distance mentioned by the brother just now are correct, then the cruising speed of these three missiles is at least Mach 9 or above."

"What's Mach 9? Is it fast?"

"3060 meters per second, lightning and flint."

"Fuck!"

"That's not right. The data reported on the official website is 3,100 kilometers. The speed of Mach 9 is also wrong. You can't run that far in 20 minutes."

"The cruise speed is a rough average number, and the missile's speed from launch to final hit is a process from slow to fast."

"Damn it, is China so powerful now?"

"That's why I said we should set off fireworks to celebrate the New Year."

"Wait a minute, the Industrial Channel went out of its way today and went to interview a fireworks and firecracker factory. Could this have something to do with it?"

"I hope there is a connection, but the Industrial Channel has never been serious. You want me to find the connection between them, but I can't do it!"

"This is probably because the character has collapsed!"

The noise on the forum quickly spread to other places.

With the help of some caring people, the news soon spread abroad.

Riyadh, Saudi Arabia.

Awad was soaking in the swimming pool, enjoying the delicious taste of fermented grape juice and other preserved fruits. Suddenly, a figure blocked the sunlight above his head. When Awad slowly raised his head, the figure held out his hand. file in the document and explained softly:

"Your Highness, news from China, they launched three missiles from the eastern region at around 10 a.m. local time in China."

"Then the three missiles penetrated all the way to the northwest, and finally hit the target in the desert 3,100 kilometers away from the launch point."

"Their officials also issued corresponding information to support this matter."

"Later, our people went to visit their military forum and found something strange on the forum. The intelligence team felt that this needs to be informed to you."

As he spoke, the figure slowly squatted down, raised his finger and pointed at a piece of data on the file: "That's right here!"

Looking at the position of the follower's fingers, Awad couldn't help but frown.

As the younger brother of a modern king, he is not someone who just waits for death. On the contrary, he is also very knowledgeable about technology.

After calculating the data on the follower's fingertips in his mind, he subconsciously frowned.

This data...

He slowly raised his head, locked his gaze on the entourage in front of him, and asked word by word:

"Have they officially sent out the corresponding time information?"

"No!" the attendant replied, then flipped through the document in Awad's hand, turned to the back, pointed to several photos on the document and said:

"This time is estimated based on photos taken by people in different areas. It is somewhat inaccurate, but it can be used."

Looking at the color printed photos, especially when he saw the three horizontal lines running under the blue sky and white clouds in the blue sky, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Saudi Arabia has ballistic missiles, so he naturally understands some parameters of ballistic missiles.

Not that fast!

After being silent for a long time, he suddenly saw the missile launch area mentioned in the document.

Liancheng, Xucheng, Lanling, and Langya.

Isn't this large area where Rheinsteel is located?

And Rheinsteel...

We are working on hypersonic missiles!

At this moment, all the clues were connected in Awad's mind, forming a closed circle.

Rheinsteel is developing hypersonic missiles. They developed them and then launched them directly, hitting a target more than 3,000 kilometers away.

And they have also launched satellites, which can fully meet the navigation needs of hypersonic missiles.

All this is closed!

Thinking of this possibility, Awad gently pinched the documents in his hand together and crumpled them into a big ball of paper.

Holding the big ball of paper, he began to close his eyes and rest.

After a moment, his eyes suddenly opened and he said in a deep voice: "Go prepare a car for me, I'm going to the palace, and prepare a private plane, I'm going to China tomorrow."

The attendant took note of the order and was about to get up and leave when Awad's voice came again: "Please contact His Highness Carlo in the UAE and invite him to go with me."

The attendant stood by and waited for a while, but did not receive any new orders, so he turned around to make arrangements.

After soaking in the water for a while, Awad walked out of the swimming pool holding the big ball of paper he had crumpled into a ball, changed his clothes, got in the car, and drove towards the palace.

In the palace, Said sat in the main seat of the conference room, listening to the work of Saudi Arabia in the first quarter of 2004.

"Your Majesty, in the past first quarter, our oil revenue increased by about 20%. The main source of growth was the increase in oil prices. Although we reduced oil production, the price increase made up for this part of the shortcoming. After deducting the fees paid to Iran, the remaining money also increased our income by about 20%."

"We haven't made much progress in agriculture because we don't have too much water. If we want more water, we must purify seawater. But the best way to purify seawater is to use electricity, but we lack electricity, and we can buy food outside, so I don't think it's necessary."

"Ibrahim, shut your stinky mouth, have you forgotten what happened in Turkey next door? Look Iran, look at Egypt, if you can't produce any food, then you'll die. "

"But the problem is that our innate conditions don't allow us to produce so much food. What can I do? I can't just make food out of thin air, right?"

"You have to cultivate the land first, then you can have food, understand?"

"I need water first, then I can cultivate the land, otherwise what's the difference between the land and the desert? I think you're a fool."

"You're the fool!"

"You're a fool!"

Seeing that the people in front of him were about to fight, Sayyid couldn't help rolling his eyes and angrily shouted:

"Okay, shut up, Ministry of Defense!"

When his name was called, the Minister of Defense sat there embarrassed, not knowing what to say.

After a long time, he touched his face and said with embarrassment: "So far, we have sufficient ammunition reserves, but the problem is that we don't have enough soldiers to use these weapons."

"Also, our operations in Yemen have suffered a blow."

"Our allies are very cunning. They have been asking us to go up and deliver them, and then they just watch the fun from the side."

"The investment foundation has recently made the biggest profit from the sale of shares in the company that His Highness Awad invested in America. After deducting taxes, we got 4.6 billion US dollars."

Hearing that he made money again, Sayid was not happy, but raised his head and leaned back in his chair with despair on his face.

The US dollar, the US dollar is useless.

If one day, oil is no longer tied to the US dollar, and hegemony is no longer tied to the US dollar, then the US dollar will be a piece of waste paper.

What's more, these waste papers cannot be converted into what you want.

It's even more uncomfortable.

After feeling uncomfortable for a long time, Sayid sighed for a long time, then waved to the people in front of him and said:

"You all go down, think more about the next work, and then make a plan for me."

Seeing the king like this, the people at the conference table didn't say much, and they all picked up the documents in front of them and left.

As they left, they crossed paths with Awad who hurried over.

Both sides were already used to this and didn't say too much.

He walked into the conference room and came to his brother. He slowly spread out the documents that he had just crumpled into a ball, slapped them, and shouted happily:

"Brother, we are going to make it through."

On the chair next to him, Sayid was wandering in his mind. When he heard his brother's voice and the strange words "make it through", his face naturally showed confusion.

Then, his consciousness began to slowly return, and the confusion on his face turned into doubt, and finally turned into scrutiny.

He looked at his brother from top to bottom, and then he asked back:

"What do you mean you made it? Do you want to be king?"

Pah!

Awad slapped himself in the face, wondering if there was anything wrong with what he had just said.

But after thinking carefully, there was nothing wrong with what he had just said.

It was just that his brother had a brain injury.

He probably had Alzheimer's disease, and older people may have this disease, so he didn't bother with him for the time being.

His left hand on the table continued to pat the wrinkled documents, and Awad emphasized again:

"We made it!"

"Just now from China, they launched three ballistic missiles at 10 o'clock this morning local time."

"From the eastern coastal area, across more than 3,000 kilometers, all the way to the western desert."

"That's not the point. The point is that these three missiles traveled from the eastern region, across more than 3,000 kilometers, and arrived at the western desert in about 20 minutes."

"Do you know what this means?"

This question finally made Sayid move his eyes away from Awad and move them to the document.

He read the wrinkled document from beginning to end, and when he saw the number, he subconsciously began to calculate in his mind.

3100 kilometers, about 20 minutes, calculated according to 20 minutes.

After two or three minutes, he came up with an outrageous number.

Comparing this data with the data he knew before, he looked up at Awad in confusion and asked a word carefully:

"Hypersonic?"

Hearing this word from his brother, Awad breathed a sigh of relief and said excitedly: "Rheinsteel is in the missile launch area!"

"Remember last year's investment? Hypersonic missiles!"

"We invested money, they invested technology, and made hypersonic missiles!"

"They made it. In addition to hypersonic missiles, they also want precise positioning and navigation systems!"

"We are both awesome!"

"I plan to go to China tomorrow to meet Lin Yu. If possible, I want to invest all the money I earned in America this time."

"Maybe we can also have hypersonic missiles. Even if we don't, this high-profile investment can also deter America from another aspect."

"Those bitches are too much now!"

The words of his brother made Sayid, who was just frowning, smile.

That was a genuine, heartfelt laugh.

Hypersonic missiles!

The Soviet Union had tried it, but it didn't work before it was gone.

France had tried it, but it didn't work.

England had tried it, but it didn't work.

America seems to be working on it, but I don't know when it will be released.

Now China has it, relying on the relationship between China and the Middle Eastern countries, if you spend a little more money, or a little more money, and invest, the hypersonic missile will be yours.

We are so awesome!

Closing his eyes and imagining the future, Sayid looked back at his brother and whispered:

"Contact Lin Yu and tell him that I want to talk to him in person."

"Talk about his views on the future."

"You can go down now and prepare your trip."

Leaving a word, Sayid stood up and slowly walked out of the meeting room, leaving Awad alone, standing there in a daze.

No...

You are the king, why do you run around all day?

Although he was complaining in his heart, Awad acted quickly. As soon as he returned to his residence, he directly handed the secret phone to Lin Yu:

"Get ready, my brother is coming to see you. Uh, there may be a lot of investment, so you should speak nicely when the time comes."

"Finally, I want to ask, is it true?"

The next second, Lin Yu's irrelevant words came out of the phone:

"What do you mean true or false? Don't talk nonsense! We just launched three high-speed rockets."