"This... I feel a bit confused. Why does it seem like we have more confidence?"
"Everyone, don't be fooled by America!"
"Exactly, remember the incident with the Aircraft Carrier? It's the same now; it's clear that America is panicking and is just throwing out random moves!"
"We need to be mentally prepared. The stronger we become, the more frequent and intense America's actions will be. It will likely remain this way until a winner is determined."
Just as the internet world was beginning to show signs of despair, it was swept away by an article from the Foreign Affairs Office, and public morale actually rose even higher.
The next afternoon.
The August weather was still scorching hot.
Jinling Military Region.
In a training room that resembled a high school classroom, dozens of people were crammed inside.
Outside, rows of armed guards stood watch, their expressions subtly tense.
It wasn't that their psychological quality was lacking; it was simply because the identities of the people inside were too high-ranking.
More than twenty young individuals wearing two bars and one star, along with over ten regiment-level officers with two bars and two stars.
Among them were even those with three stars, four stars, and even gold stars.
Each of these individuals was a treasure of the Military Industry enterprises, the core technical officers; any one of them could be snatched up by major corporations eager to recruit top talent!
Once something happens to these individuals, not only will the soldiers responsible for defense face severe penalties, but even the leaders above them will also be held accountable, potentially leading to their discharge and the end of their military careers.
Not far away, a drone buzzes as it continuously sprays pesticides over the shaded area, preventing the agitated calls of cicadas from disrupting the work of the research group.
Five hundred meters ahead, a team of engineers is urgently setting up barriers to prevent anyone from accidentally entering this area and causing an emergency situation.
Inside the training facility, there is a wealth of talent, and many people are greeting each other.
To outsiders, their identities are quite mysterious, but for those in the know, they are familiar faces seen often.
“Lao Liang, I thought you were at the Weapons Research Institute. What brings you here?”
“Hey, Lao Lu, what about you? I remember you were busy with the light rail gearbox project recently. Why are you here?” The middle-aged man known as Lao Liang shook his head with a wry smile. “What can I do? I received an order from above to drop everything and come here to help.”
Lao Lu chimed in, “My situation is similar. I got notified last night at eleven that our superiors want us to conquer all lithography processes within half a month.”
“That’s typical of an outsider leading an expert. Which idiot leader issued such an order?” an elderly man with white hair exclaimed angrily. “If it were that easy to break through, would we have spent over ten years without success? This is simply asking for the impossible!”
Someone recognized the old man, with two stripes and four stars on his shoulder, undoubtedly a veteran in the Military Industry field.
"Exactly, and he still expects us to undergo training. Where else in the country can we find someone to train us?" Someone quietly complained.
In literature, there is no first; in martial arts, there is no second. Many people do not believe they are inferior to anyone else; they have all achieved remarkable accomplishments in their respective fields and possess enough authority to speak.
Of course, not everyone is idle enough to complain about these trivial matters. On the contrary, more people were eagerly discussing the content of lithography machines.
They were well aware of the specific reason for being summoned together by the state. They were elites from the Military Industry drawn from across the nation, representing the highest military standards in the field of Optics.
Opportunities for these individuals to gather are rare, and now that they finally have a chance to exchange ideas, they certainly would not let it slip away easily.
Suddenly, amidst the noise, a series of orderly footsteps echoed from outside the door.
"Attention, salute!"
After a few seconds, the door to the training room was pushed open. Dozens of eyes turned towards it in unison.
It was not the few renowned National Heroes that one might imagine, nor was it the top Big Shots who were just a step away from the Nobel Prize, but rather a young man whose handsome appearance could easily allow him to debut as an idol star.
The crowd murmured, "... Is this guy from the art troupe? Something feels off."
In the midst of the silence, Ji Yuan stepped up to the podium with quick strides, took a deep breath, and said, "I am Ji Yuan, the team leader of Chip Engineering."
Before they could snap out of their daze, Ji Yuan continued, "Starting today, I will be responsible for a week-long training session to address all the technical challenges related to the Lithography Machine."
"One week from now, all precision machine tools and top research resources will be transported to the Jinling Military Region. You will be on the front lines, responsible for guiding the production of the New-Type Lithography Machine."
"The time is tight and the tasks are heavy, so let's get started."
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