Chapter Ten: Earth-Shattering Article

  A week later, Feng Si Zhe's draft was completed. As for writing with a pen, Feng Si Zhe was still a bit unaccustomed to it, having been used to typing on the computer in his previous life. Suddenly using a pen made him feel a wave of numbness and soreness in his hand, but fortunately, his handwriting was still good, and as soon as he picked up the pen, a smooth and coherent article was written.

  After dinner, Feng Si Zhe took his crystallization written over the past few days and entered his grandfather's study.

  These days, Grandpa has been very satisfied with Feng Si Zhe's performance. Not only has Feng Si Zhe made a big change in his attitude towards himself, but also the teachers at the Party School's Youth Class have praised him several times. They said that Feng Si Zhe's views on some issues are quite novel and often make the teachers and classmates feel enlightened. They even praised him, saying that overseas university students are indeed impressive, with a different perspective and way of thinking than locals.

  After hearing others praise his grandson, Zhao Zhongjiang was naturally very happy. The next generation has made a name for itself, and Zhao has a successor. He is even happier than when he himself became a general. As he hummed the national anthem in his study, he heard his wife shouting outside the door, "Old man, your grandson has come to see you!"

  "Good." Upon hearing that his grandson Zhong Sheng was coming, he became cheerful. He thought Feng Si Zhe had come to pay his respects as usual, but unexpectedly this time he came with a document in hand. "What's wrong, Zhe Er, is there something going on? What's that you're holding?"

  "Grandfather, some of your immature grandson's ideas have been seen through by you. After these days, Feng Si Zhe also felt that the more casual he was with his grandfather, the happier his grandfather was. If he were as respectful and polite as his older uncles and aunts when seeing his grandfather, it would actually displease the old man."

  "Oh, it's what you thought, haha, not bad, there's progress." Looking at Feng Zhe holding these drafts, Sun Zhong thought they were some party school essays and smiled as he took them over, thinking that when he had time later, he would take a look. If they were well-written, he could naturally brag about it in front of his old comrades again.

  Sun Zhongjiang smiled and accepted the drafts, but didn't look at them immediately. Feng Sicheng couldn't help but chuckle, "Grandpa, can you take a look now? I'm waiting for your opinion."

  "Oh, okay, okay." Looking at his grandson being so serious, Zhao Zhongjiang also didn't want to say anything else, lest he discourage the young man's enthusiasm, which wouldn't be good.

  He picked up the document and brought it to his eyes to take a look. Although Zhao was already sixty years old at this time, his eyesight was still very good, and he could see the words written by Feng Siche on the sample paper clearly without wearing reading glasses. Of course, this was also because Feng Siche's handwriting was very neat, and there were no places that needed to be revised, otherwise, it would have been a headache for him if it had been written in cursive script.

  Zhao took the file and glanced at it casually, but just the title gave him a big fright. "Prospect of the Gulf War - On the Importance of Air Supremacy in Modern Local Wars and Information Age."

  Regarding the 1991 Gulf War between Iraq and the United States, it was indeed a dazzling display for the Republic. At that time, the Iraqi army was heavily equipped with traditional Soviet-made weapons, and many people believed that if the US really intervened, the war might drag on for several years, thoroughly entangling the US in the quagmire of war, just like the Vietnam War. However, no one expected that the UN coalition forces led by the US would use F-111 stealth bombers to evade Iraq's air defense radar systems and launch a heavy blow against the Iraqi army with precision-guided munitions. After only 38 days of high-intensity bombing, the remaining ground battles were largely over in just four days. This high-tech local war indeed caused a stir in the global military community at the time. Even more so, many old-school military leaders who had not emphasized modern warfare and still clung to traditional thinking could hardly imagine what would happen if they themselves became the target of US strikes...

  In later generations, Feng Si Zhe, as a social commentator, had also specifically understood the content of the Gulf War and was horrified by the US military's modernization at that time. With this experience in mind, Feng Si Zhe wrote down his thoughts on this war ahead of time. Of course, Feng Si Zhe made some changes to the content, and many terms from the 21st century are not recorded in this draft, mainly recording the views of some military experts from later generations. However, even with these old views, it is still very useful today, serving as a good warning for contemporary soldiers.

  Zhao Zhongjiang was first attracted by Feng Siche's topic, and then slowly read on. He read very slowly and carefully, while Feng seemed to have thought of it long ago, and he wasn't in a hurry at all. Instead, he took a teapot from his grandfather's side and quietly poured himself a cup of tea.

  To be honest, Feng Siche himself lived in the UK and was used to drinking red wine, especially Lafite from Bordeaux, France, which he liked the most. However, there wasn't any of that in this courtyard house in the capital city. There was only Maotai, which his grandfather liked to drink. To be honest, Feng Siche could also drink some of it, and his capacity for liquor had always been quite large. Perhaps due to his good health, he could handle a kilogram or two without any problem, but Lafite was still better.

  In the absence of Lafite, Feng Siche could only drink tea instead. The tea at his grandfather's place was top-quality Longjing, which wasn't something you could easily buy outside. Therefore, Feng Siche didn't mind drinking some of it to refresh himself when he had nothing else to do.

  Feng Siche sat quietly there drinking Longjing tea, while his grandfather looked at the documents he wrote with a serious expression like a student.

  Time passed minute by minute, and in the blink of an eye, nearly an hour had gone by. During this time, Grandma had come in to check on them twice. When she saw Grandpa's focused expression, she knew better than to disturb him and retreated back out. She still clearly remembered that Grandpa only had this kind of expression twice before: once during the intense Huaihai Campaign of the Chinese Civil War, when he received orders from his superiors to lead the main attack; and again at the beginning of the Cultural Revolution, when he saw reports about the central government's plans to dismiss Deng Xiaoping. Since then, she had never seen him with this expression again, until today, in these peaceful times, when she saw the old man reveal this look once more. In their many years together, the two people had long since reached a mutual understanding of what to say and do at any given time.

  With a sigh, Sun Zhong finally finished reading the file. He carefully sized up Feng Sizi before speaking: "The Gulf War hasn't started yet, how can you be so sure?"

  "Grandfather, I'm sure you'll hit it. You can trust your grandson." Feng Siche knew that his grandfather would definitely ask this question, so he deliberately put on a very determined expression. "Don't worry, my mom got the news from England earlier and more accurately than we did here."

  This reason that Feng Si Zhe found is not very good, can the intelligence department of the Republic not be clearer than Feng Si Zhe? This is just to make his father-in-law believe in himself, and he has found a reason. Thinking about calling his mother to say that buying more oil futures was from domestic news, and then saying in front of his father-in-law that the Gulf War will definitely happen is information from the British side, this kind of two-faced deception method will truly make Feng Si Zhe ashamed once it is exposed. But there's no way around it, he clearly knows what will happen afterwards, but still has to find other reasons to explain, this in itself is a difficult thing to do.

  Sun Zhong gazed intently into Feng Si Zhe's eyes, unable to find even a hint of fear or panic. "You, are you really certain?"