Chapter 333 US Air Force Test (Ch 333)

At the same time.

The Pentagon, a building that symbolizes the heart of the U.S. military power, is now shrouded in an unprecedented atmosphere of oppression. At four o’clock in the morning, most people are still asleep, but in the Air Force Combat Laboratory on the fifth floor underground, the lights are as dazzling as daylight, dispelling all sleepiness.

This is a highly confidential laboratory that even senior Pentagon generals cannot enter without authorization. The walls are covered with various precision instruments and display screens, and the air is filled with a mixed smell of metal and electronic components, which makes people feel inexplicably oppressive.

In the center of the room is a huge simulated aircraft that looks like an F-35 fighter jet. It stands there quietly, like a raptor ready to take off. Surrounding the aircraft are technicians in white work clothes, who are focused and meticulously checking every detail.

On the other side of the laboratory is a spacious observation room, with a huge one-way glass separating the two spaces. Through the glass, one can see what is going on in the room, but cannot hear any sound, as if they are in two different worlds.

At this moment, in the observation room, a group of senior generals with solemn expressions were standing, their eyes fixed on the large screen, which displayed real-time images of the simulated air combat.

Standing in the center was a tall, resolute-looking general wearing a neat uniform with four dazzling stars shining on his epaulettes. He was General Robert Sterling, the supreme commander of the U.S. Air Force.

He put his hands behind his back, his eyes were as sharp as torches, as if he wanted to firmly imprint every detail on the screen in his mind. But his face was as pale as frost in the cold winter, showing his extreme anxiety.

“Access preparation complete, sir!” A technician’s voice broke the silence in the observation room.

“Let’s begin.” Admiral Sterling’s voice was low and hoarse, with a barely perceptible tremor.

As his instructions were given, the technicians immediately began to operate.

A few minutes later, a line of green text appeared on the big screen: “‘Little Tuanzi’ system access successful!”

“Start the simulation program, set the confrontation mode, Red side: 24 F-35 fighters, Blue side: 8 J-20 fighters, AI assistance.” Admiral Sterling gave the order in a deep voice, every word was clear and powerful, as if to dispel his inner uneasiness.

“Understood, sir!” The technician immediately began the operation, and with a burst of keyboard typing, the simulation program was officially started.

On the big screen, the picture flashed, and two fighter formations appeared, approaching rapidly in the air. The red fighters were all F-35 fighters, which are the most advanced stealth fighters of the US Air Force, with powerful firepower and electronic warfare capabilities.

The blue side’s fighter jets are eight J-20 fighter jets, the fifth-generation stealth fighter independently developed by China. They are quite similar to the F-35 in appearance, but their performance has always been underestimated by the US military.

“In order to be fair, we only connected to the public version of the ‘Little Dumpling’ system of Longguo for this simulation.” A staff officer standing behind Admiral Sterling explained softly, “This can minimize the interference of spyware and malicious code, and can also more objectively evaluate the strength of this AI system.”

Admiral Sterling said nothing, but nodded slightly in approval.

He knew that the Dragon Country military must have a more powerful AI system, but in order to avoid exposing their own technical strength, they could only use the public version for simulation, but this did not prevent them from assessing the threat level of “Little Dumpling”.