"The risks are...manageable."

Mingzhao seemed to see through her worries, but his voice remained calm, "The document... must contain... some of the truth... underlying logic."

"The defect... is hidden... in the key... derivation steps."

"None of the top experts can see through it in a short period of time."

She walked to the table in the corner of the infirmary and picked up a pen and paper.

Without hesitation, the pen tip, like the most precise engraving knife, quickly outlined and wrote on the rough paper!

Complex mathematical formulas, precise mechanical structure diagrams, and demanding material proportioning parameters... all come vividly to life on the page!

Every stroke carries a chilling logic and a deadly trap!

What she forged was a document about the latest optimized formula for black feather absorbing materials.

The document contains mostly accurate underlying physical models and fundamental material performance data, which are highly deceptive.

However, in the most crucial calculation formula concerning the energy coupling efficiency between the stardust anchor and the substrate photonic lattice, she ingeniously introduced a tiny mathematical error that was enough to cause the energy dissipation rate of the entire structure to increase by 1000% at a specific frequency!

Meanwhile, the concentration of a certain catalyst was deliberately increased in the material formulation, supposedly to improve stability, but in reality, it would cause the material's performance to deteriorate rapidly under long-term high temperatures!

To those unfamiliar with the field, this document represents an invaluable breakthrough; to ordinary experts, it is a logically sound optimization plan.

Only the most outstanding materials scientists who have a deep understanding of the core principles can discover the carefully hidden fatal flaw in the vast amount of data that could turn the entire stealth skin into a "radar magnifying glass"!

"Defect... Triggering conditions..."

Mingzhao put down his pen, picked up the forged document, and his cold gaze was as if he were examining a weapon about to be deployed to the battlefield.

"High-intensity...continuous radar irradiation...or...long-duration supersonic flight."

This means that if the enemy were to mass-produce stealth skin according to this formula and equip it on their advanced fighter jets...

In actual combat, when encountering high-intensity radar lock-on or conducting long-term supersonic cruise, the skin will not only fail to become invisible, but will also act like a lighthouse in the dark, clearly exposing itself to China's radar screen!

Become a sitting duck!

"Good! What a brilliant suicide spy!"

Jiang Feng lay on the hospital bed, his eyes flashing with a terrifying light. Ignoring the excruciating pain in his legs, he hissed in praise.

"Ruthless! Terrible! They'll pay for this leg with their blood!"

Zhang Meng and Zhang Mingyuan looked at the fake document that exuded a deadly allure, and then at Mingzhao's expressionless face, their hearts filled with shock and a chill.

This plan perfectly exploited the opponent's greed and technological arrogance, turning a passive crisis into a proactive and deadly trap!

"How... to leak it?" Zhang Mingyuan asked in a deep voice, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

Mingzhao's gaze drifted out the window, as if it could pierce through the mountain rocks and reveal the "mole" hidden in the shadows.

"Nature...traces".

"Let him...discover it himself."

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Two days later, late at night.

The corridor outside the core archives of the base was silent. A hunched figure, blending into the shadows of the wall, appeared silently in the doorway. It was Old Qian, the Mole.

The pretense on his face faded, leaving only a cold wariness and a hint of barely suppressed excitement.

Jiang Feng's pursuit and injury made him like a frightened bird, and he lay low for two days.

But that greed for core secrets and absolute confidence in their own infiltration capabilities ultimately triumphed over fear.

He received new instructions: obtain the Black Feather material or the core data of the Starflame Adapter at all costs!

Taking advantage of the patrol gaps and blind spots in the ventilation ducts that he had already figured out, he crept like a gecko to the door of the archives room.

Without damaging the lock, they skillfully inserted a specially designed tool with a miniature camera and a flexible probe into a highly concealed mechanical weakness inside the keyhole, silently opening the complex pin tumbler lock.

laugh--

He pushed open the heavy fire door a crack and slipped inside.

Inside the archives room, only a few emergency lights emitted a dim green glow, illuminating the densely packed filing cabinets.

Old Qian went straight to the area where recent technical documents were stored.

His goal was clear: any blueprints, recipes, experimental reports, or anything related to the Black Feather or Starflame adapter!

His fingers moved quickly and silently through the documents.

Suddenly! His movements stopped abruptly!

In a folder labeled "Materials Group - Top Secret Optimization Plan - To be Destroyed", a document was casually sandwiched among several unimportant old reports!

The document's title clearly caught his eye:

"Black Feather Absorbing Material - Third-Stage Optimized Formula and Coupling Efficiency Improvement Path (Top Secret)"

Old Qian's heart pounded wildly! He suppressed his excitement and pulled out the document with trembling hands.

By the dim green light of the emergency lamp, he greedily scanned the contents: complex formulas, precise parameters, and enticing descriptions of "elevation paths"...

Every word exuded a deadly allure! This was exactly what he had been dreaming of!

Hand this over, and you'll be set for life!

There were several fresh, oily fingerprints on the edge of the document, as if a careless technician had accidentally included it while sorting through documents to be destroyed and then casually flipped through it.

A golden opportunity!

Old Qian no longer hesitated!

He quickly pulled out his miniature camera and, with lightning speed and maximum precision, photographed every page of the document clearly! The faint sound of the shutter clicked like thunder in the silent archives, but he didn't care!

After taking the photos, he carefully put the documents back into the folder as they were, erasing all traces of himself. Finally, he left the archives like a ghost, disappearing into the darkness of the corridor.

In the dimly lit corner, "Mole" stared at the clearly displayed "Black Feather" formula file on the miniature camera screen, which exuded a deadly allure. A twisted and greedy grin spread across his face, like a venomous snake about to devour its prey.

Mission...complete!

This invaluable intelligence will be his ladder to freedom and wealth!

He was completely unaware that hidden deep within the alluring data in the documents was a deadly trap that could plunge the entire Western stealth fighter program into an abyss.

Those fresh oily fingerprints were natural marks deliberately left by Mingzhao.

Deep within the archives, a highly concealed pinhole camera connected to the monitoring screen in Jiang Feng's hospital room silently recorded the entire process of the "mole" stealing the documents.

On the screen, Jiang Feng looked at the greedy figure, his bloodshot eyes filled with a cold, mocking smile.