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2193 photo wall

Forty-nine cities.

Bang

The door was pushed open, and several people walked in one after another.

In the room, Mr. Qin, Mr. Zhang and Mr. Wang were sitting together. There was a cup of tea in front of the three of them, but the water in it had already become cold and no one touched it.

Seeing the group of people coming in, Mr. Zhang raised his eyelids slightly, then continued to lower his head, as if he loved someone.

Mr. Qin also took a look, especially at the people behind him. Those who came in immediately shrank their necks when they met Mr. Qin's gaze, and they also distanced themselves from the old man in front.

However, when Mr. Wang saw this group of people coming in, he showed a sneer on his face, then raised his legs and found a comfortable position to sit.

"Hey, the three of you are sitting on the Diaoyutai, drinking water, chatting, and enjoying yourself."

The old man walked to the side and sat down. He looked like a big man with a golden sword, but his face was filled with anger.

"But we guys are desperate!"

The sound suddenly became louder, and the group of people who came behind him stepped back again.

Even though they have a lot of things on their shoulders, they are of no use in front of these people.

If you go up at this time, it will really be a fight between gods and mortals, and it will cause disaster.

Everyone tacitly moved back until they were close to the door, then stopped, and then turned their attention to the four people in the room.

"Lao Zhu, don't be so angry. Talk about something when you have something to say. Don't bare your teeth when nothing happens."

"I didn't come here to listen to you."

Mr. Wang looked at it coldly, opened his mouth and shouted back.

At this moment, Mr. Wang's eyelids were slightly pressed, his small eyes were full of light, his back teeth were clenched tightly, and even when he was talking, his lower jaw was tucked in, as if he was suppressing the anger in his body and trying hard not to let it escape.

of.

Where can I still be as shameless as before?

Bang

After hearing what Mr. Wang said, Mr. Zhu slapped the table directly.

Wow

This time, the force was so great that the three cups on the table were knocked down. The water in them spread all over the table and even flowed down, getting Mr. Wang's shoes wet.

But Mr. Wang had no intention of moving at all.

"Should I blow?"

"I'll tell you how dare you speak."

"It blows air, and you can only bear it from behind?"

"Wang Laipi, if you can, let your missiles catch up to you. Don't suffer like you here, okay?"

Bang!

Mr. Wang slapped his palm into the water, and his whole body became ferocious.

"Bless you, ladies, you have gone against the grain, who are you baring your teeth with?"

"You don't fucking know what my soldiers are like now, and I still don't know?"

"You wake up early and stay late, how many people fall down at their posts from exhaustion, and how many people can't even go home. If you tell me this now, you are still not a fucking human being!"

Bang!

"Wang Shapi, don't talk about that. When it comes to talking about it, no one is a coward."

"I have never been so aggrieved in my life."

"In eight districts, tens of thousands of people blocked it from below, ah. It just flew back and forth above our heads."

"You told me to blow, if you blow him down, I will avoid you when I see you in the future, and you can show your teeth as you like."

"No hit!"

Zhu Lao banged the table and shouted loudly.

The two of them were like vindictive bulls, glaring at each other and looking like they were about to eat someone.

Those who came in together could not wait to lower their heads immediately and run out quickly.

"Clap, shoot hard."

Mr. Qin also said coldly at this time, "I can also slap the table."

"If you can take a picture of it, I will hold the table for you two to take pictures from now on."

Mr. Zhu glanced at Mr. Qin and said, "Haha, I'm not interested in patting your table."

"After so many years of repairs, the aircraft is not even decent."

"If you fly up, you won't even be able to see his tail. At least he can still blow air from behind. It's better for you, you won't even be able to see his shadow when you fly up."

"Didn't I tell you, Lao Qin, that's what you do?"

Hearing Mr. Qin's words, Mr. Zhu immediately changed his target, and the contempt in his eyes was not concealed at all.

Mr. Qin's breathing was rapid, but he tried to steady his mind, and then said coldly, "Old Zhu, if you have shit in your mouth, go and wash it. Don't spray shit here."

"Spraying feces, if I had the ability, I would spray it all over you."

"There are more than two hundred planes, but one of them is useless."

"Old Qin, you don't know where this is?"

"If you go over here this time and throw something down next time, you, you, and us will be sinners, sinners."

Zhu Lao's eyes were red and he roared word by word.

Mr. Qin's breathing quickened and he was panting heavily, but he didn't say a word.

Mr. Zhang was still sitting there quietly.

Mr. Zhu glanced and opened his mouth, but in the end he said nothing.

The room suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

Even the group of people at the door slowed down their breathing for fear of attracting the attention of the people inside.

"The flight speed exceeded Mach 3, and relevant departments estimated that it reached Mach 3.4."

"The flight altitude is more than 20,000 meters."

"Just these two, just these two, we are helpless."

After a long time, Mr. Zhang broke the silence.

Zhu Lao opened his mouth again, but this time he still couldn't speak.

The gap, this is the gap.

The missiles they used this time were the Thunder that made a big splash last time.

But even such a missile cannot be stopped.

"The Thunder's fastest speed can reach Mach 3, but the working time is too short, and our Thunder guidance technology is too poor. If there is interference on the opponent's aircraft, it will be difficult for us to lock in advance."

Mr. Wang also spoke and spoke slowly.

Zhu Lao silently.

"The best way now is to use aircraft to carry missiles and then conduct air interceptions."

Mr. Qin told them the plan they were considering.

Zhu Lao curled his lips this time, "That's good, but how to do it?"

"What kind of urine does the other party have? It belongs to the fly. You have tasted the benefits, but why don't you come here every day?"

"Come here every now and then. You can think about the consequences yourself."

After Zhu Lao finished speaking, he crossed his arms with his hands on his chest and his face was heavy.

The three of them listened and remained silent.

"What are you doing at the door?"

At this moment, a shout came from outside the door.

The four of them turned around and saw the people at the door shouting to get out of the way, and then an old man with a Chinese character came walking towards them.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Seeing this, the four people stood up suddenly.

"Hello, Chief."

The visitor nodded, then walked aside and sat down, throwing the photo in his hand on the table.

The person at the door behind him saw him and immediately went out, then closed the door gently.

The old man picked up the cups on the table and put them on the table. Mr. Wang quickly picked up the thermos and poured water into it. The old man was not afraid of the hot water and drank it in one gulp.

When the four of them saw this scene, their hearts skipped a beat.

"I came from over there and I was very angry about this incident."

"We have already notified the other party to prohibit such provocative behavior."

The old man pointed to the cup, and Mr. Wang poured another glass of water.

This time the old man only drank half of it.

"With those people's peeing habits, they will never fall behind when it comes to taking advantage."

"So, maybe it will come again later."

After the old man finished speaking, the four of them clenched their fists.

The old man looked at the four of them and said, "I still have the same temper. When the jackals come, I have to fight. Even if you lose all your family wealth, you can still keep your life."

"You four, I don't want you to issue any military orders."

"In the future, when they come, you can hang a photo on the wall of my office for me, and I'll see if you can cover the entire wall."

After saying that, he drank half of the water in the glass, got up and left.

The door closed again.

The four of them looked at the photos on the table, their faces ashen.

After a long time, Mr. Zhang stood up, picked up a photo on the table, and walked out slowly.

Then came Mr. Qin, Mr. Wang, and finally Mr. Zhu...

There are many more photos on the table, but one is enough for them.

...

Seventh Machinery Department.

After Mr. Wang came back, he posted the photo on the wall directly opposite.

In the room, Mr. Qian, Father Ran, Han Sanfeng and other key members of the Seventh Machinery Department were all sitting next to them, looking solemn.

"This is from the chief."

Mr. Wang had a smile on his face, but anyone could feel that the smile was full of bitterness.

"He said that one time in the future, he would give us one to see when we can cover the whole wall."

As soon as the words fell, a look of anger appeared on everyone's faces.

This is a slap in the face.

And he still used a red-hot iron to brand his face.

"Comrades!"

Seeing everyone's appearance, Qian Lao said calmly, "Once the photo is posted, it can't be taken off."

"But what we can do is leave a photo of the other party's wreckage on this photo wall."

"That's the end."

"That's what we should do."

Mr. Qian said firmly, and Mr. Wang nodded after hearing this.

"Old Qian is right, it's better to be good first than to laugh last."

"Comrades, this photo wall is not only a shame, but also our motivation in the future."

"I hope it can become our honor in the future."

After the words fell, the eyes of everyone in the room became sharp.

After a moment of silence, Mr. Qian began to preside over the meeting.

"Comrades, the opponent's aircraft is so fast that our missiles can only blow air behind it."

"The altitude is very high, so high that even our best Thunder has less than ten seconds to react."

"And we have powerful electronic jamming facilities. We are very weak in this aspect."

Mr. Qian pointed out the current problem, and everyone below immediately started discussing in low voices.

After a long time, Ran's father said, "Chief, according to our plan, we need to use air-to-air missiles to intercept."

"But the Thunderbolt 1 we are using now obviously cannot meet the performance requirements in this regard."

"As for the Thunderbolt 2, we are already halfway through the research. If we want to change the research direction now, we will only get twice the result with half the effort."

"Lao Ran is right!"

A gray-haired designer next to him suddenly spoke. He was Director Yan, the person in charge of the air-to-air missile work.

Everyone looked over, and Director Yan explained, "Chief, the Pili No. 1 we are using now has a short range, slow speed, and poor anti-interference ability. If you want to use No. 1, it is impossible to do it."

"Even against ordinary aircraft, it is difficult to hit them."

Although these words were a bit demoralizing, everyone present was understanding.

There is no such thing as tabooing illnesses and avoiding medical treatment here.

"As for the Thunderbolt 2, although it imitates the alliance's R-3 air-to-air missile and has made some improvements, it is still slightly insufficient compared with the alliance's R-3S missile."

"Even the R-3S missiles cannot meet the requirements, so needless to say our No. 2."

After hearing this, everyone understood that if the alliance had the ability to deal with the opponent's Blackbird, it would have taken action long ago.

And let these little black birds hang out at the door.

"However, our Thunderbolt 3 project has been approved. This time we plan to use a combination of a solid engine and a new turbojet stamping machine. The speed should be increased, but no one knows the specific effect."

Director Yan expressed his thoughts.

In fact, they had already explored this aspect when Jing Lei appeared last time, but they just hadn't put it forward yet.

Unexpectedly, the appearance of the little black bird forced them to speak out in advance.

Mr. Qian thought for a moment and asked, "In principle, there is no problem."

"The high speed of the aircraft can provide high-speed airflow for the solid ramjet engine, which can increase the range and speed of the missile."

"If a solid ramjet engine is used, the weight and volume of the missile will be greatly increased."

"Have you ever considered that our current aircraft cannot carry such a large missile?"

Mr. Qian's words made Director Yan frown. Everyone around him also realized the problem. Without the plane to pull up, it was useless to say anything.


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