The Military-industrial Scientific Research System of the Academic Master Chapter 539

Chapter 539 A wave of anti-submarine drills first

The behind-the-scenes restaurant is located near the Palais Bourbon in the 7th arrondissement of Paris.

At the beginning, it only existed as a high-end restaurant serving the upper class.

However, because the environment is relatively private, not too far away from core institutions, and the high price sets a certain threshold for entry, it has gradually become a place for some middle- and high-level people to "hold small meetings" after get off work.

After a few decades, the status of this restaurant has risen sharply, and it has basically reached the level of "no businessmen".

Personnel in politics, business, and entertainment circles tend to talk about things they don't want to make public here.

Correspondingly, the privacy and security inside the restaurant have also improved far beyond those of the past.

It is said that no media has ever dug out useful information about this restaurant.

Despite this, many reporters still like to squat nearby to see if they can catch any useful information.

After get off work, Le Maire did not use his own driver, but asked Caroline to drive him to the door of the restaurant behind the scenes in a private car.

What is going to happen next is suspected of exceeding authority. Although it is impossible for anyone to seize any evidence, the fewer people who know about it, the better.

Of course, the more important point is that Caroline got the news about the fleet visit led by Vice Admiral Laurie Vojour, and even the detailed schedule.

Lemel is not a fledgling bun. In this occasion, there is a bit abruptly coming to such a sentence, obviously not because there is nothing to find something.

“I'll wait for you in the parking lot on the east side of the street.”

“For example, our association has recently prepared to establish a military aviation equipment management committee and is considering the specific composition of candidates.”

It's like dropping an acquaintance halfway along the way.

Vice Admiral Vojour, who was also wearing casual clothes and a low-key look, was already sitting inside.

Following the other party's guidance, he quickly opened the private room door with a card.

After meeting, the two first gave each other a warm hug.

　Judging from the remaining amount of coffee in front of me, I must have been waiting for a while.

Flamel called out a series of numbers, and the staff pointed out the location of the private room to him.

The lieutenant general wanted to blurt out something useless, but he realized something was wrong halfway through.

“It's okay, Guillaume.”

She was originally an insider.

Although we don't meet often, we are still from the same hometown who are working hard in Paris, and it is absolutely impossible to be a stranger:

“I'm sorry to be here a little late. I went to Singapore on a business trip and I have a lot of things to deal with when I come back.”

“Good evening, Laurie.”

For a restaurant of this level and type, it is naturally the basic professional ethics not to ask the customer's identity.

As Flamel's secretary, Caroline is technically a government employee and is not completely controlled by the latter, but both prosper and suffer losses at the same time, which is much more reliable than a driver who drives the same for everyone.

Flamel slowly hung his hat, scarf and windbreaker on the coat rack, and then sat down opposite Vojour:

“It's not all useless things.”

Vaujour patted Flamel on the shoulder, indicating that he didn't care:

“It's boring desk work, I understand.”

“Isn't that still...”

Caroline dropped Flamel at the door of the hotel and drove away.

But to imply something.

“What is this committee specifically responsible for?”

Wuruer poured coffee into the cup in front of the fellow villager and asked pretending to be casual.

“It's hard work to meet the needs of aviation companies and the military, and then be responsible for some quality supervision and equipment acceptance as a third party.”

Seeing the other party take the bait, Flamel immediately explained.

Of course, Vojul would never believe this evaluation.

Responsible for management and acceptance. Fools all know that this is the most lucrative position.

Of course, the lieutenant general himself is an active soldier and holds a high official position, so it is definitely impossible for him to do it himself.

But if you can arrange for your close confidants or even relatives...

There is still a lot to be done.

Of course, Vojour knew very well that it was impossible for Flamel to call him here specifically for charity.

Although the two are from the same hometown, their relationship is not that good.

However, in this situation, he would not be too naked to engage in a revolving door deal.

So the scene froze for a moment.

Seeing the Lieutenant General's reaction, Flamel knew that his foreplay had been done well. It's time to get down to business.

“Laurie, I heard from friends in the media two days ago that you will take a fleet to visit East and Southeast Asia in a while?”

After the waiter rang the doorbell and came in to bring the dinner for two people, Flamel asked straight away.

The visit itself is not a big secret, but the specific itinerary has not been made public.

“That's right.”

Worure nodded helplessly:

“This is a real hard job. It will take nearly half a year including the distance. Fortunately, there is a big ship called Durance River in the formation. Otherwise, I don't know how I will spend these few months..."

Young junior crew members generally like to go on ships and go on missions because they can get higher subsidies.

But for a senior general of Wojru's level, this little money no longer matters.

This visit is not an important mission that attracts national attention. For this reason, leaving Paris, the center of power, for a long time is definitely not worth the gain.

“What is the specific schedule for the visit?”

Le Maire's question is obviously a bit out of bounds.

Logically speaking, the fleet's sailing schedule should be kept secret.

However, under the current circumstances, it is certainly impossible for Vojour to refuse to answer:

“Starting from the Port of Toulon, crossing the Suez Canal, visiting Egypt, then heading east along the Arabian Peninsula and the Indian Peninsula, first stopping at India and Bangladesh, then the eight ASEAN countries except Cambodia and Vietnam, then Japan, South Korea, and finally Go to China.”

“Just a visit?”

Lemal's tone was brisk, like a chat, and he couldn't hear his attention from it.

"Other countries are, and finally China. The above request is to conduct some surface activities with the Chinese Navy to enhance mutual trust between the two sides, but so far no specific arrangements have been determined."

Wuruer said, taking a piece of snail meat out of the shell and stuffing it into his mouth:

“My adjutant is writing the specific visit plan. If nothing else, it will probably include crew football games, joint search and rescue exercises, and main gun target shooting. It's a cliché..."

“Can you consider arranging a joint anti-submarine exercise?”

Le Maire did not go around in circles and said directly:

“Of course it doesn't need to be particularly complicated, just show off our navy's anti-submarine capabilities.”

His idea is very simple.

When he was in Singapore before, he once asked the exhibitors from China sideways if the improved dolphin helicopter was the active equipment of the Chinese army.

The reply received is that the assault transport type on display has not yet entered service with the Chinese Army, but a prototype of the naval type using similar improvement ideas has been delivered to the navy for trial.

According to Le Maire's experience, the Chinese Navy is currently at a stage where it needs to demonstrate its military capabilities to outsiders.

So, if such an exercise can be arranged, you will definitely have the opportunity to see the comparison between the original dolphin and the improved dolphin.

Then he can find a reason to cooperate with China.

Deciding on the specific content of the visit may sound like a big deal, but for Vojul it was just a matter of writing.

“Hiss... I wish you had said it earlier.”

He said in a somewhat pityful tone:

“The Jean Bart is a C70-class air defense ship. If you want to demonstrate its anti-submarine capabilities, it is best to use the F70 anti-submarine model…”

“No need.”

Flamel quickly shook his fork in mid-air:

“The anti-submarine helicopter on the F70 is a Big Lynx. We cannot use our resources to promote the British...”

Even though he said that, Wojruer on the opposite side quickly understood the implication:

“Are you going to take this opportunity to show off the performance of our helicopters, let the Chinese Navy have a better look at it, and also make an advertisement?”

Flamel almost choked with one sentence.

He said in his heart that I really want people to gain knowledge, but I don't want Chinese people to...

But it's really a bit troublesome to explain it.

So after thinking for a while, he nodded.

“That's right, that's it.”

“That's easy to say.”

The lieutenant general had no doubt that he was there and immediately agreed to Flamel's request:

“Although it still needs to be coordinated with the Chinese side, a simple anti-submarine exercise is not a sensitive project. I guess it won't be a big problem..."

(End of this chapter)

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