99 Must Report as the Implications are Too Great
Colin Spades was also a little nervous. Even though he was not in the same field, he knew how difficult it was to do scientific research.
The bearing pressure of an anti-gravity device could not be measured by the weight of an aircraft.
When an aircraft took off, the anti-gravity device had to bear its full weight in order to take off safely.
But what about its descent?
It must be known that the impact force formed by the descending speed of a pa.s.senger plane that weighed tens of tons plus its own weight was definitely not as simple as the weight of the plane itself.
It required several times the pressure, perhaps even ten times the pressure!
In other words, the anti-gravity device had to withstand at least 300 tons of force before it could be fully tested and installed on an aircraft.
Braydon Neal glanced at the three experimental machines. They had doubled the size of the original anti-gravity device.
It would be a miracle if this succeeded!
Braydon walked into the laboratory and pulled up the data, not reprimanding anyone.
Yonah Zill and the other old professors did not dare to say anything while standing beside Braydon. They were like students, waiting for Braydon to propose a plan.
“Don’t oversimplify the modification of the anti-gravity device. It’s not like you can make an anti-gravity device that can double the bearing capacity just by doubling the size of each part!” Braydon said calmly.
“Professor Neal, the research lab can’t do without you!” Gunter Bell smiled bitterly.
That was indeed the case. It would take a long time for Yonah and the others to fully understand the finished product that Braydon had given them. As for the research and modification of the anti-gravity device, it was beyond their ability.
Braydon had come over tonight because of this. It was impossible to solve the problem by talking to each other through mobile phones without personal guidance.
Now, if he wanted to advance the research progress of the research lab, he had to produce a finished product.
“Colin, let me ask you this: is your Starbright Manufacturing a listed company?” Braydon suddenly asked.
“Yes, it’s been listed for 15 years. Our company is one of the best in the field of aircraft manufacturing in the country. We’re also the top in the industry!” Colin said proudly.
“With Professor Neal’s talents, you’ll definitely get a share of the company if you join us!”
Under Colin’s expectant eyes, Braydon smiled.
He really did not care about the shares of Starbright Manufacturing.
However, since it was a listed company, it was easy to make things work.
Braydon took out his mobile phone and sent Xandra Milton a message, asking her to go to the Investment Department tomorrow morning and use the cash on the book to buy a large number of Starbright Manufacturing stocks in the A-share market.
There was naturally a reason for this!
Braydon sat in the chief research room and began to draw by hand. “Gunter, contact the military manufacturing plant behind you and ask them to create the parts that I’ve drawn with the best technology. I’m worried that Starbright Manufacturing’s production process can’t reach that level.”
“Don’t worry, Professor Neal. There’s an arms manufacturing company in Preston. I can get them to build it!”
Gunter represented the military, so one could imagine the power behind him.
He had money, people, and connections.
As long as Braydon stated his conditions, Gunter would do his best to help.
Although the project filed by the Academy of Sciences had not been confirmed as a national project because of Braydon’s ident.i.ty, it had been listed as a quasi-national project.
When the level of the project had been raised, the resources that would be allocated to it were not something that ordinary people could imagine.
It was true that Hansworth was founded on martial arts, but the importance they placed on scientific research far exceeded anyone’s imagination. The amount of funding they invested in it was astronomical.
Braydon sat on a chair and made sure that the surroundings remained absolutely quiet.
The members of the research lab were all very careful, not daring to disturb Braydon.
Only Yonah made a cup of coffee and said, “Chief Engineer Neal, have a cup of coffee and take a break!”
“Thank you, I’m not tired. By the way, has Gunter prepared a fighter jet?” Braydon put down his pen and asked.
“A fighter jet?” Yonah was dumbfounded.
Braydon frowned slightly. The main purpose of the research lab was to provide an anti-gravity engine for the aircraft, which could take off on the spot and land vertically without the need to use the runway.
The final product of the research had to be compatible with the fighter aircraft!
“Professor Neal, I heard that you want to use a fighter jet?” Gunter ran over, sweating profusely.
“Can you arrange it?” Braydon glanced at him.
Gunter smiled bitterly. “Every completed fighter jet has a strict serial number. It’s equipped with various army corps, and the cost is quite high. Even if we use it for research, we still need to report it and go through layers of approval.”
“It’ll take about a month to get the approval!” Yonah knew that the approval process was c.u.mbersome, so he gave a rough estimate of time.
Braydon did not make things difficult for Gunter. After all, this was not the northern military school.
If they were in the north, they could make a request in the morning and everything they wanted could be transported over by lunch.
After all, their ranks were different, and the resources they enjoyed were also different.
Braydon smiled. “One month is too long. Colin, isn’t your Starbright Manufacturing proficient in the manufacturing of pa.s.senger planes? Inform them to make these parts for the fighter jet. We will build our own fighter jet!”
“Ah?”
Colin Spades was dumbfounded.
Creating a fighter jet was no joke.
It must be known that a top-tier fighter jet might require the cooperation of hundreds of companies. Some companies were responsible for manufacturing the engine, some were responsible for building the tail, including the fighter jet take-off and landing pad. All of these required specialized companies to build.
No sloppiness was allowed.
Braydon took the time to draw by hand, perfectly demonstrating the terrifying memory of a King level warrior.
One by one, exquisite drawings were drawn by hand.
Someone had once said that the brain development of a king level fighter was three to five times that of a normal person!
This was a terrifying number.
Braydon was young and intelligent. He was conferred the t.i.tle of general at the age of seven and G.o.d at the age of nine. His mind was close to that of a demon.
After drawing out the drawings one by one, the old professor Yonah looked at them for a while. The more he looked at them, the more shocked he became. His scalp went numb, and he looked at Braydon as if he was looking at a monster.
“Professor Zill, what’s wrong?” Colin asked in a low voice.
“This is an annihilator!” Yonah had lost his voice.
Colin smiled bitterly. “I also know that this is a fighter jet. What about it?”
“This is a J-18!” Yonah lowered his voice, which was slightly hoa.r.s.e.
The entire research room fell silent as everyone looked at him in horror.
As for the J-18, not to mention them, even ordinary netizens would give you a general idea. This legendary fighter jet was already in the development stage and could be called the top fighter jet in the country.
As for the technology used in this fighter jet, it included vertical landing, supersonic engines, and so on.
This was top-secret technology!
But now, someone in the research lab had drawn the blueprint by hand. It was simply unbelievable.
Gunter’s hair stood on end as well. He felt that this matter had to be reported.
The implications were too great!
Braydon did not even raise his head and said indifferently, “The seven main technical difficulties of this fighter jet were once handed over to the northern military school. I went to look at it myself back then.”
The people who were qualified to partic.i.p.ate in solving these problems were all top figures in the country. Yonah and the others looked up to them.
Gunter was the only one who reminded him with a lack of confidence, “Professor Neal, are we going off topic here? We’re researching anti-gravity projects. Researching fighter jets is not within the scope of our research department!”