Looking at Lilith's expression beside her, Mhamad held her hand and hinted that she could handle anything with herself.

Lilith stepped down step by step and walked slowly over.

"Welcome to our Pakistani friends." Bill said: "You are a hero on the battlefield in Afghanistan, and we Americans admire heroes."

"May our friendship last forever." Mhamad said, holding his hands together.

Pierre next to him had a strange expression on his face, shook hands with Mhamad, and raised the corners of his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"I'm very happy to see you, beautiful lady." Bill said to Lilith next to Mhamad, and took Lilith's hand generously and kissed it on the back of his hand: "You are Mhamad's wife, right?"

"Not yet." Lilith said with a smile: "It's up to the consent of His Excellency Pierre."

The two must have known each other. Mhamad had a premonition just now. Now, Lilith said it here, which made Mhamad wonder, what is the relationship between the two?

Lilith did not shake hands with Pierre and bent down: "Father, how is my grandfather doing now?"

Father? The vice president of Grumman, who was in his forties, was immediately his father-in-law. When he heard the words that came out of Lilith's mouth, Mhamad opened his mouth wide in surprise.

Carid behind him relaxed instantly. The girl turned out to be an authentic American and the daughter of the vice president of Grumman Company. It seems that she was too worried.

At that time, after hearing about Mhamad's deeds, Lilis wanted to go to Afghanistan. However, Pierre was very opposed to it. At that time, Lilis sneaked away. When he learned that Lilis had gone to Afghanistan, Pierre had no other way, and could only protect Lilis through the channels of arms dealers.

This time, I learned that Lilith was coming back, but I didn't know that she would come with Mhamad, and I wouldn't know that Lilith and Mhamad's relationship was close to this level.

"Let's talk about family affairs. Let's welcome guests from afar." Pierre said: "His Excellency Mhamad, welcome you to visit Grumman Company. We have prepared a special plane and flew directly to the company."

Grumman Company manufactures aircraft. The company has its own special runway. After the aircraft is manufactured, it can fly directly to the destination, and tests require flying.

If Mhamad was on a special plane when he arrived, he could land directly on the airport runway of Grumman Company. There is no need to come here to welcome him.

"No, let's go and visit Mr. Grumman first." Mhamad said: "He is a senior in the aviation industry. He is also a relative of Lilith."

When talking about Mr. Grumman, Pierre's expression on his face was very sad: "I'm sorry, just yesterday, my father-in-law had gone to heaven."

"What?" Lilith's face turned pale. She was still late and didn't see her grandfather's last side... Her eyes turned black and her body became soft.

"Lilis!" Mhamad grabbed Lilis' arm tightly, and suddenly heard his relatives leave, Lilis was hit hard.

The old man Landley Liloyi Grumman, who founded the Grumman Company and supported the US Navy sky, went there. He was already an old man in his seventies. After experiencing countless winds, frost, snow and rain, he finally left the world and his soul went to heaven.

In the church on Long Island, countless veterans of the U.S. Navy participated in Grumman's funeral. Even Bill came here to welcome Mhamad and his party after the funeral.

Just after getting off the plane, Mhamad and others felt a little heavy when they heard such bad news.

Sitting on the plane to Long Island, Mhamad hugged Lilith in his arms. All this seemed to be very ordinary, and it was the best way to comfort a girl.

"According to the request of his father-in-law, his remains were scattered into the surrounding sea after being cremated. He said that he would stay with this sea forever and could look up at the planes in the sky every day." Pierre said to Mhamad.

Mhamad nodded. At this time, everything he said was redundant, and a single expression was enough.

"At the beginning, Lilis went to Afghanistan after hearing about your heroic deeds. Now, I feel relieved that Lilis can be with you." Pierre said: "I wish you happiness and I wish you a happy cooperation."

"Look! The plane!" At this moment, Hussein, who was sitting on the side of the cabin, couldn't help but shout, his words full of surprises, as if he had never seen a plane before.

Outside the cabin, a large fighter jet appeared in sight. The wide fuselage was like an eagle flying with wings spreading its wings. The two engines at the tail were spraying flames, with double vertical tails, and looked so majestic. At this moment, Hussein was fascinated by the sight.

As if it was deliberately showing off, a larger flame suddenly erupted from the tail. The fighter began to sprint quickly. Hussein clearly saw the wings spinning backwards, and the sweep angle reached the maximum. This was simply cool. Moreover, unlike the stiff variable sweep wings of the Soviet fighter, its wings were obviously much more flexible.

"This is our masterpiece of Grumman, the pride of the Navy, the F-14 Tomcat fighter." Pierre said: "Our fighter is fully variable swept wing, computer-controlled, and swept angle can be adjusted to any position, which is an advanced generation than Soviet fighter jets."

Before coming, Hussein had studied this kind of fighter jet, but when he saw it, he was quickly impressed by its elegant and flexible figure. How exciting would it be if he could fly on this kind of fighter jet!

"Every fighter jet must be tested before leaving the factory. Now our test pilot is testing it." Pierre said.

The passenger plane landed on the runway of the Grumman factory. After getting off the passenger plane, on the shed set up next to it, Mhamad picked up the telescope on his side and looked over the direction of the roar above his head.

This is indeed testing the aircraft, and also showing the good maneuverability of the aircraft to visitors. Mhamad looked at the various maneuvering actions made by the fighter, which was simply pleasing to the eye.

In particular, when the f-14 fighter's wing sweep angle was the smallest and flew over the airport with its largest wingspan, Hussein's heart almost reached his throat.

This action is very simple, called a low-altitude pass, but generally the speed of a low-altitude pass is much larger than the fighter jet in front of you. Even when driving the J-6, you dare not pass the field at this speed! The speed is too small, as if an old man was staggering by. In this case, even a slight crosswind will have a great impact on the fighter jet.

At the same time, this is also the easiest way to show that this fighter has good performance, which shows that its aerodynamic layout is very reasonable and that the wing load is very low. Even if it is fighting against the propeller fighter of World War II, it can win in maneuverability!

"Chief of Staff, we need this kind of fighter!" Hussein said to Mhamad with excitement. Although the voice was not loud, Pierre still heard it, and his heart was filled with joy.

"All of these fighter jets are two-seater?" Hussein asked again.

"Yes. In order to operate the powerful radar in front, guide long-range Immortal missiles. A special weapon operator is needed behind it." Pierre said: "If you are interested, you can sit in the rear cabin first and feel it."

In order to promote this fighter, Grumman did his best, but unfortunately, he competed with McDonald's F-15. He was always at a disadvantage. After all, the people in front of him fell in love with this fighter. Pierre naturally had to strike while the iron was hot, so that they could completely fall in love with this fighter.

"His Excellency Mhamad, do you want to feel it?" Pierre asked Mhamad.

Mhamad shook his head. The flight seemed dazzled, and it seemed very satisfying. It wasn't like this when I really sat on it. The huge overload was, only those who had trained could feel the happiness. If the pilot in front wanted to make a fuss, Mhamad would definitely vomit all over the cockpit.

"Hussein, go up and feel it." Mhamad said.

"Yes." Hussein came this time, originally for communication to experience this fighter jet. Now, he was looking at it with a gaze and was eager to go up immediately.

In a chic posture, he slid onto the track. Although he did not use the blocking rope, the tomcat quickly slowed down and stopped.

Seeing Hussein go up, Pierre smiled at Mhamad and said, "Brother General Mhamad, how do you think this fighter's performance?"

"Very good, not bad." Mhamad nodded repeatedly, watching the tomcats slid on the track again, and it took only more than 200 meters to pull up.

The aspect ratio is 7.28, the minimum take-off distance of standard combat loading is 300 meters, and the minimum flat flight speed of standard combat loading is below 250 kilometers. These data are very amazing. You should know that the Su-27, which has not yet been finalized, has a minimum take-off distance of 680 meters, and the J-10 in later generations is 590 meters. Now this tomcat is empty, and it flies in less than 300 meters.

"So, does your country have any intention to buy it?" Pierre asked, as if he was a pimp, unable to wait to launch the prostitute to sell.

"It's a pity that your country has no intention of selling it to us." Mhamad said.

"As long as your country has an intention and our cooperation will continue," Pierre said: "Let us solve the problems before us together."

"We are going to hold a cocktail party to welcome the arrival of Brigadier General Mhamad. Attend the cocktail party is a lot of people in the aviation industry, members of the Senate, and several consortium families. They all admire Brigadier General Mhamad very much. You are a hero who has done a great cause in Afghanistan." Pierre said.

The implications of Pierre's words are obvious. With this cocktail party, some meanings can be conveyed. (To be continued, please search for Piaotianwen, novels are better, updated and faster!
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