Dean Zhang immediately recognized it as a three-view drawing of the Dongfeng-7 high-speed fighter jet, which the research institute was very proud of and had just been finalized and was ready for mass production.
Her gaze lingered on the streamlined wing for a few seconds, her brow furrowing almost imperceptibly, as if she had seen something extremely offensive.
Then, amidst Zhang Mingyuan's furious roar and Liu Wenjun's horrified gaze, Mingzhao raised his hand and pointed to the huge fighter jet design drawing, accurately pinpointing the connection between the wing and the fuselage, in a specific area near the wing root.
Her voice remained flat, yet it clearly pierced through Zhang Mingyuan's roar, carrying a chilling calm and the absolute certainty of a top-tier technician:
"There."
"Seventh rib. Stress concentration factor. Calculation error."
"Material yield strength. Below 17.3 percent of critical load."
"High altitude. Supersonic speed. Confrontational airflow."
"Here," she said, tracing a small circle with her fingertip at that spot, "it will break first."
“Then,” she said, turning her gaze to Zhang Mingyuan as if pronouncing a predetermined physical law, “crash.”
boom--!!!
The entire office fell into a deathly silence!
Zhang Mingyuan seemed to be frozen in place; the rage on his face completely solidified, turning into an incredulous look of horror and deathly paleness!
"Impossible! This...how could this be!"
He stared intently at the spot Mingzhao was pointing to, his eyes practically bulging out of their sockets! Seventh rib?! Stress concentration factor?! Material yield strength?! Critical load?!
These data and calculations were finally determined by the research institute after countless manpower and resources, and numerous wind tunnel tests and theoretical derivations!
It's one of the core secrets of the "Dongfeng-7"! How could Mingzhao possibly know this?! She hasn't even seen the detailed blueprints!
With just a single publicly available three-view drawing, they... accurately pinpointed this critical structural flaw that was internally classified as a top-level risk and was under urgent investigation?! And they even pinpointed the numerical value?!
Liu Wenjun felt as if she had been struck by lightning! Although she was not a core member of the fighter jet project team, she knew the importance of this project!
If the problem Mingzhao pointed out is true... then the consequences... she dared not imagine!
Looking at Mingzhao's calm, almost indifferent face, she felt a sense of awe and fear towards this girl for the first time!
Mingzhao seemed oblivious to their shock. She withdrew her finger, her gaze returning to Zhang Mingyuan's deathly pale face, which looked as if he'd seen a ghost. She calmly delivered her final conclusion, the fundamental reason she refused to hand over the blueprints:
"you."
"They couldn't even discover the fatal flaws in the aircraft they designed themselves."
"It can't be solved."
"How can you be qualified?"
"Judging my drawings?"
"Waiting for you."
"This vulnerability can be fixed."
"We'll see."
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