Chapter 1,372 We Will Not Export 6th Generation Aircraft

When the Hurricane fighter jet appeared on the scene, many people recovered from their surprise and immediately turned their attention to the hangar of the Future Military Industry.

In everyone's subconscious mind, if one insists on finding a military-industrial company that can compete with Finmeccanica Group on sixth-generation aircraft, the only one left is Futureman Group, which is world-famous for artificial intelligence.

As early as five years ago, the artificial intelligence "newbie" of Futureman Group represented the top level of global artificial intelligence technology. Now five years have passed, Futureman 1.0 has been updated with hundreds of update packages, and artificial intelligence has been updated countless times. However, no company has yet been able to catch up with the areas that Futureman Technology touched five years ago.

Today, five years later, the three-level classification of artificial intelligence proposed by Jiang Chen, chairman of Futureman Group, has become the mainstream standard for grading artificial intelligence. Most scientific research institutions around the world now regard primary artificial intelligence as the first technical problem that needs to be overcome urgently. The price offered for the source code of "Xiaobai" on the dark web has even reached a sky-high price of US$500 million. However, there are still no hackers. Able to break through the defenses of future people's technology.

Just as everyone was looking forward to it, a Rulka car arrived belatedly. Jiang Chen, who got out of the car, finally arrived in front of everyone. When he saw everyone looking at him, Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment. A staff member of the Future People's Military Industry ran over and whispered a few words next to him.

When he saw the silver-white fighter jet parked on the runway, a hint of surprise suddenly appeared in Jiang Chen's eyes, and he walked towards the potential customers waiting at the door of the future military hangar.

"Sorry, I'm a little late."

Jiang Chen smiled at everyone, cleared his throat, and then spoke.

"First of all, what I want to say is that what Future Military will be exhibiting is not a sixth-generation aircraft. If you want to buy a sixth-generation aircraft, I recommend asking there, although I don't guarantee that they will give a reasonable quotation. .”

Jiang Chen noticed that when he said these words, the customers gathered around him suddenly lost most of their interest in the aircraft parked in the hangar, and their attitudes became much more perfunctory.

It’s no wonder that fifth-generation machines cannot beat sixth-generation machines, just like the human brain cannot beat computers. After all, in most people’s perception, this is an iron law that cannot be changed.

However, Jiang Chen's next words made everyone freeze on the spot.

"But our pilots can make any fifth-generation aircraft have a combat capability comparable to that of a sixth-generation aircraft."

"Pilot?" A European customer came to his senses, frowned, and asked in confusion,

"If I remember correctly... today is supposed to be an air show. What does it have to do with pilots? Does the military industry plan to open pilot training courses in the future?"

The hangar slowly opened, and a robot walked out of the future military industrial hangar.

The steady steps and the ups and downs of the shoulders are the same as those of ordinary people. If it weren't for the sci-fi look, it would be difficult to associate it with a robot.

When he saw this robot, Chemezov, who was standing on the side of the airport runway, first thought that it was a housekeeping robot from Future Heavy Industries. His second reaction was that he was shocked and muttered to himself: "Zhou Cao, could this be——"

"'Matador,'" Jiang Chen ignored the comments behind him and pointed at the robot that walked out of the hangar. He turned back to the customers gathered nearby and said, "The first-generation electronic pilot developed by Future People Military Industry can Instead of conventional pilots, they can fly in battles, complete maneuvers that the pilots themselves cannot bear, accurately identify enemy units and carry out strikes... In short, a fifth-generation aircraft plus a 'Matador' is equal to a low-profile sixth-generation aircraft. machine."

Hold the grass! Electronic pilot? !

Looking at the one-meter-eight-meter-tall robot dumbfounded, all the customers or potential customers in the audience were stunned, and they had not yet recovered from Jiang Chen's previous words. Especially the sentence "A fifth-generation aircraft plus a Matador is equal to a low-end sixth-generation aircraft" directly knocked them into confusion.

The common sense that they had lived for most of their lives told them that this sentence was nonsense. However, when this sentence came from the mouth of the chairman of Futureman Group, even if they did not want to believe it, they subconsciously believed it.

"However, it is a low-end sixth-generation machine after all," Mateo said with a smile as he walked in front of Jiang Chen, "Am I right? It is still vulnerable to a real sixth-generation machine."

Mateo had noticed the situation here as early as when the "high-quality customers" in his eyes were surrounding the hangar of Future People's Military Industry. This situation made him feel inexplicably annoyed, as if a performance that had been carefully prepared for a long time was ignored by the audience. Stupid viewers are more willing to pay attention to a popular singer and ignore the efforts made by this veteran superstar...

He admitted that he was a little mentally unbalanced, but he didn't regret going this way at all.

If you want to steal these high-quality customers from Future Military Industry, you must make them realize what a stupid idea it is to expect Future Military Industry to be better than Finmeccanica Group in fighter jets.

"Perhaps in front of a real sixth-generation machine," Jiang Chen smiled slightly. Just when Mateo's smile began to show a hint of pride, he suddenly changed the topic and said with a hint of ridicule, "But against The semi-finished product is more than enough.”

The pride at the corners of his mouth froze on his face, and the corners of Mateo's mouth twitched, but the smile hanging on his lips remained unchanged.

"Half-finished product? I don't understand what you are talking about."

"Do you have to make it so clear?" Jiang Chen shrugged, pointed at the Hurricane with his chin, and said with a smile, "Don't tell me that you plan to call that thing a sixth-generation aircraft."

Mateo's smile gradually turned cold.

There was also a hint of a good show in the eyes of the entire audience.

This kind of shopping mall, which can easily cost hundreds of millions, is full of gunpowder. On one side is Futureman Military Industry and on the other side is Finmeccanica Group. The chairman of the two giants are fighting. If this can end peacefully, then it will be called A ghost!

"Do you dare to play a friendly match with us?" Pointing to the Matador robot, Mateo said with a smile, "If you firmly believe that this thing is of any use."

"Why not?" Jiang Chen also smiled slightly, "You may have to use the Aurora to deal with ordinary sixth-generation machines, but since it is a semi-finished product, there is no need for it."

Mateo's face turned completely cold.

"Oh? Which one are you going to fly?"

Walking to the airport runway, Jiang Chen casually glanced at the planes that had left the hangar, quickly made a choice and walked in the direction of Chemezov.

Seeing Jiang Chen walking towards him, Chemezov was slightly stunned.

"Is there a problem?"

Pointing to the MiG-25 parked next to the runway, Jiang Chen said in a casual tone.

"How much does this thing cost? Give me one."