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Chapter 430 Who, So Perverted

Liang Jianguo couldn't wait to follow Wang Yuanning and continued to move forward. He was really excited. Even the foreign trade version of the fighter jet was so good, so how powerful would the newly developed fighter jet be?

He could hardly imagine it.

Soon, they walked to another assembly workshop. In the center of the hall, a fighter jet made of black metal and matte material exuded a majestic atmosphere, like a noble prince!

When Liang Jianguo took his first look, his whole soul seemed to tremble, and there was an aura of personal fear, as if the god of death was facing him at this moment.

"What a powerful fighter!"

This fighter is very similar to the previous J10 fighter, but there are many differences. Of course, those who are very fond of fighter planes can only find the differences by looking at pictures often.

Is this because of the improved engine?

"If I could launch a fighter plane like this into the air, I would die without regrets in this life!" Liang Jianguo couldn't help but sigh.

Wang Yuanning smiled and said: "The pilot requirements to fly this fighter plane are not simple. It is said that ordinary ace pilots cannot fully bring out the performance of the aircraft. They must be top ace pilots. We have no such hope in this life."

At this time, the ground crew nearby suddenly started a tow truck and slowly moved the fighter plane outside the workshop.

Wang Yuanning frowned and said: "What are you doing? Why are you pushing the fighter plane out? This fighter plane has been reserved and cannot be pushed out!"

Liang Jianguo was surprised: "Have you made a reservation?"

Isn’t this a fighter jet that has just been developed? Who has such a big deal to book it directly? And who has such great power?

You must know that such fighters are not sold to the outside world and can only be used in the country. Which pilot in our air force can have such qualifications?

Wang Yuanning strode over, stopped the trailer directly, and cursed with a gloomy face: "What are you doing! Why did you move this fighter plane? Didn't I emphasize to you that this fighter plane cannot be moved casually!"

This fighter plane was manufactured under the personal instruction of the Air Force chief, and designed by Zhong Lao and others. According to the current highest standards, it can be said to be the best performing fighter among domestic fighters.

At this time, a slightly old voice shouted: "That's what I meant."

Following Liang Jianguo, he saw an old man with white hair walking out, followed by seven or eight engineers, all of whom were top engineers in the country.

When Wang Yuanning saw the old man, he hurried over and said respectfully: "Mr. Zhong, why did you drag this fighter plane out? This is our latest fighter plane. It cannot be exposed. It sounds like it has been booked. If you push it out like this, who can

I don’t know if it will be photographed by satellite, and if it is leaked, will it have a bad impact?”

Wang Yuanning was very polite to Mr. Zhong.

This is one of the three great swordsmen of the country. It can be said that the only scholar in the Nantian Group that he can respect so much is Mr. Zhong.

This is a meritorious engineer. With his efforts, he single-handedly promoted the national aviation industry from scratch and made outstanding achievements. Moreover, he insisted on working at an advanced age and dedicated himself to the country until his death.

He is a role model.

Mr. Zhong glanced at him and said: "The person who made the reservation has already arrived. Don't be afraid. Drag him out so that the satellites can take pictures and let them know that our country's fighter planes are no worse than those of other countries. The stronger our fighter planes are, look.

Look at how dare they violate our airspace."

Then, he turned to the engineer next to him and said, "Spray Samsung on the fuselage of the fighter plane."

The engineer's figure suddenly trembled and he lost his voice: "Three stars?"

He even thought he heard it wrong. You must know that three stars were sprayed on it, which meant that the owner of this fighter jet was shot down by three stars!

Wang Yuanning also thought that he heard wrongly. Samsung Shootdown was the ace pilot among ace pilots!

This means that this ace pilot shot down three enemy fighter jets.

However, according to Wang Yuanning's understanding, among the active domestic pilots, there were no three-star pilots shot down at all, and the highest was two-star.

Is this a mistake?

Wang Yuanning took a breath and asked quickly: "Mr. Zhong, who is he? Samsung Shootdown is the ace among aces. How come I have never heard of such a hero before?"

Wang Yuanning, who loves fighter planes, is very concerned about the situation of the Air Force. Every year, he applies to visit the Air Force exercises to observe the flight conditions of fighter planes.

He was impressed by almost the top domestic pilots that he had never heard of anyone completing a three-star shootdown.

After all, air combat is very different from ground combat. When flying the same fighter aircraft, the two sides compete and can only rely on their superb driving skills to suppress the opponent and finally win.

Domestic pilots of the same level have similar driving abilities, because it is very difficult to complete a shootdown.

In addition, the country is in a period of peace, there is no war, and there are not many opportunities for actual combat. It is even more impossible to complete the shooting down on the battlefield.

Because of this, Wang Yuanning and others were very confused when they heard what Mr. Zhong said.

Mr. Zhong ignored it and said: "Just do as I said, Samsung!"

After speaking, Mr. Zhong picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted: "Mr. Wu, isn't that boy undergoing a test? How is the situation?"

Later, Mr. Wu's slightly excited voice came: "It's being tested. The preliminary test is over and passed. His physical fitness is more than three times that of normal people. The overload test started at 15G. The results are not out yet."

Mr. Zhong raised his brows, his eyes lit up, and said, "Is this kid so exaggerated?"

Mr. Wu said excitedly: "Haha, you can't believe it? This guy has the most perfect physique of a pilot I have ever encountered. He was born to fly a fighter plane!"

"Very good!"

Wu Laoyue became more and more excited as he spoke, and his voice trembled a little: "This is our first pilot with 15G pressure resistance. Waiting and going on, saying that this kid can achieve higher results without waiting."

"Okay! When the results are out, notify me immediately." Mr. Zhong was also excited.

At this moment, Liang Jianguo next to him felt nothing when listening to these data. After all, he didn't know much about these data, but seeing that Mr. Zhong was very excited, the test results should be good.

What Liang Jianguo is looking forward to is what kind of pilot is so lucky to fly this latest fighter jet.

As the president of Nantian, Wang Yuanning's face was full of astonishment, feeling as if he had been hit by 10,000 points!

There are actually pilots conducting tests here. Is it still 15G overload at the start?

Am I...so exaggerating?

In Wang Yuantian's impression, those who can achieve 9G overload are ace pilots, and pilots who can exceed 10G are rare.

Who the hell is so awesome, just start with 15G? Doesn’t it mean that there is still room for improvement?

It’s too perverted!


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