It wasn't until two o'clock in the morning that the buffet dinner included all-night snacks. The food was cooked over and over again. After being dragged by the teacher to say hello to everyone, Lin Mo finally had the opportunity to eat and drink with a plate in hand.
, and then followed the group of expert disciples to argue and discuss various advanced technologies happily.[]
Professor Yan taught Lin Mo everything he had learned. After thoroughly sorting out Lin Mo's driving and maintenance skills, he laid a solid foundation, even more comprehensive than ordinary undergraduates and master's students.
He had no reservations about a set of high-precision things, so he had a lively chat with professionals who had been immersed in this industry for more than ten years. It was not obvious at all that he was still a rookie who had only been exposed to fighter jets for two years. Theory and
The combination of practice has enabled Lin Mo to make rapid progress in this area.
"It will rain moderately today, maybe thunderstorms, 18 to 25 degrees Celsius, easterly wind level 6, visibility 500 meters, weather conditions are bad, be careful to avoid thunderclouds, permission to take off, may God bless you." "Okay, I will."
Got it, the Dragon God is above, I don’t believe in any kind of God.” Lin Mo drove the X-1 onto the runway, preparing for all-weather adaptive flight. Today is a rainy day, which is just the right time to test the adaptive flight under various weather conditions.
The Chinese claim to be the descendants of the dragon, but Lin Mo's casual words were spot on. Perhaps it was a coincidence.
"be safe!"
Chen Haiqing was responsible for contacting Lin Mo on the ground. There was only one test flight today. A few experts in aerodynamics and telex were present. Some of the others were having a big discussion at a meeting in the guest house that could accommodate more than 400 people. Others were dismantled in the factory.
J-14 and J-20 experimental machines for physical testing.
In short, National Defense Star (NDS) has been very lively these days, and the senior executives of National Defense Star are grinning from ear to ear. Their R&D personnel are following the experts and have learned many useful things. They have been working overtime to sort out the technology.
The catalog means that the technical reserves of the National Defense Star are being accumulated bit by bit. I believe that in the future, we can compete with those internationally renowned fighter manufacturers for international orders.
Earning the Chinese people's own money does not count as making money. The military representatives stationed in the factory alone are enough for you to drink. Production factories are generally only used to accumulate technology and contribute to the country, earning some small money, but if they win
Winning a big international order means naked huge profits.
The production cost of the J-10 is less than 20 million U.S. dollars, and the international price of the J-10 is only 3,000 U.S. dollars. If you include supporting services and more equipment, 100 million U.S. dollars is not enough to make the base.
Peripheral products and services are where you make money.
On the other hand, National Defense Star (NDS) hooked up with Lin Mo through his young master Chen Haiqing, also in order to get a glimpse of the fortune-seeking boy at the Zhuhai Air Show. If Lin Mo can seduce foreign military forces again like the last time,
If the purchasing group is successful, even if you miss a little bit, it will be enough for National Defense Star (NDS) to make a lot of money.
After taking off at a high elevation angle, raindrops hit the gold-coated glass canopy of the cockpit like a weave. Countless raindrops only had time to form a dense patch of fine dots before they were blown to the rear by the strong airflow. Although the vision was blurred, it was completely unnecessary.
Worry about speeding, running a red light, and getting a ticket.
Within a radius of nearly 100 kilometers, it was a no-fly zone jointly designated by the local government and the military. There was only one plane, Lin Mo, and he could fly wherever he wanted.
As the aircraft rolled at a large angle, the left and right wingtips of the forward-swept wings occasionally pulled out two white contrails, which were swallowed up by the rainline in the blink of an eye.
When an airplane rolls, a white line is often drawn on the wingtip. This is because the airplane is fast and the pressure under the wing is strong. The air rushes upward at the wingtip, forming a vortex. Since the wingtip pressure changes when rolling,
Small, another force is produced.
This force quickly squeezes the air outside the aircraft toward the wingtips. After the air is squeezed at the wingtips, due to the strong pressure at this time, it produces and explodes to produce fine white smoke. This is actually another form of sonic boom cloud.
, although the aircraft did not break through the speed of sound at this time, it was just a local supersonic phenomenon.
Boom!~
A purple-blue lightning as thick as a thigh passed over the wing of the X-1 and hit the ground.
"Oh oh oh! I was almost struck by lightning!" Lin Mo screamed strangely. The X-1's body is made of nearly 40% composite materials and has complete protection against lightning strikes. The lightning just now was just a shock.
He just jumped.
"It seems that your place is not peaceful! Be careful of turning into a roast chicken! Hahaha!"
Chen Haiqing, who was on the ground, heard an explosion from his headphones that overwhelmed the engine noise. "That's impossible! I'm looking for the USB socket. Is there a power amplifier or a speaker?" Lin Mo fiddled with the fuselage and suddenly laughed.
: "I found it, 'Three Yellow Chickens', you even copied this without any change. I really admire the character of your defense stars. It's also a Pioneer car player. I just happened to bring a USB flash drive!"
A burst of melodious music sounded in the cockpit, filling Lin Mo's ears. It was no longer the roar of the ws-15x, but the rumbling thunder and countless raindrops added to the crackling of the cockpit cover.
"..." Chen Haiqing's face turned green and red. He took off his headphones angrily and said to the staff around him: "Who installed the sound system on the plane? This is a fighter jet, not a private car."
"This, this..." A person in charge of the final assembly was sweating profusely. The cost of this piece of junk was no more than a thousand yuan, which was just a drop in the bucket for the entire fighter jet, so he purchased it and installed it easily.
Come on, who among them in charge of procurement and assembly will care about such nonsense as installing entertainment tools on war weapons?
This unlucky guy hit Master Chen's gun, and the person who was in charge of the drawings didn't even look at it. This was a fighter jet, not a game machine, and it was too thorough to use it as a doctrine.
In fact, it is not only the National Defense Star that has fallen victim to this trick, but also many design institutes, because it is so inconspicuous.
A ray of sunlight shone down, as if lining the black-gray fighter jet with a golden rim, and then more golden sunlight shone down, enveloping the entire fighter jet.
Like a light swallow, it leaps out from the sea of clouds composed of rain clouds and plunges into the blue sky.
"Today is a sunny day!" Lin Mo's voice joked through the radio to Mr. Chen who was hiding in a big tent amid heavy rain and lightning.
"You broke through the clouds?! Okay, okay, it will always be sunny there! How is your body condition? Try the altitude today!"
"No problem, let me see if I can get it to twenty-five thousand! Well, let me check the oxygen first. Yes, the oxygen tank is full. You finally don't have to scold the mechanic so much."
"Snack, this is an experimental machine, it's very expensive!"
"So what if it's expensive? I can't afford to pay for it no matter how expensive it is."
"Then use your prototype to pay off the debt."
Lin Mo and Chen Haiqing were bickering over the radio, and X-1 began to climb at an elevation angle of 45 degrees.
Chen Haiqing now knows that the "Monster" Lin Mo is building is an out-and-out prototype.
Prototype machines are often verification models that use the best materials, have the most complete functions, and have the best performance. The mass-produced machines that follow are basically slightly improved, low-cost, and technically castrated products.
Therefore, the value of one prototype aircraft far exceeds the value of one hundred mass-produced aircraft.
The body trembled slightly, and X-1 maintained a relatively stable elevation angle and climbed rapidly. The higher you go, the smaller the influence of the air. Relatively speaking, the engine is more fuel-efficient. However, when it reaches a certain altitude, the oxygen supply will be insufficient and the fuel will burn.
Incomplete, resulting in a decrease in output power, which is why the ascent limit of many jet fighters is around 25,000 meters.
Compared with flying in a thick atmosphere, above an altitude of 10,000 meters where the air pressure is lower, the sound of the engine is significantly smaller due to the thin air.
"Height seventeen thousand!"
"Height 18,000!"
"Nineteen thousand! The ascent speed has begun to decrease. I have to gradually increase the speed to maintain power."
"Twenty thousand!"
"Twenty thousand one!"
"Twenty-two thousand!"
In order to ensure the accuracy of the data, Lin Mo checked the altitude with the ground via radio.
"Twenty-three thousand!"
"Twenty-four thousand!"
"It's close to the theoretical value of 25,000, and the engine has dropped drastically. I looked at it, oh, oh, black smoke is coming out. The oxygen supply is insufficient, and the engine combustion is incomplete. I hope the Environmental Protection Agency will not sue me."
When the height of the ground radar feedback rose to 25,000 meters several times, Lin Mo's dumbfounding voice came from the channel. It seemed that the performance of the x-1 was good and exceeded.
"Twenty-six thousand! The performance is pretty good! What a surprise."
"Twenty-seven thousand!"
"Twenty-eight thousand! No way, the ice outside the fuselage is too thick. I have to go down. The temperature in the cockpit has dropped to below zero. Can't you find a better anti-gravity suit? It's already below zero outside.
Forty-one."
"..." Chen Haiqing can't wait to pull this kid down from the sky. If you dare, bring your own land combat armor next time.
The X-1, which was copied from the original "Monster" design, had good aerodynamics. Compared with ordinary swept-wing aircraft, it was less likely to stall. Under Lin Mo's control, it began to lose altitude.
"The altitude is back to 25,000! Wait, what did I see! Good guy, someone's door or window was not closed properly, and a fly flew in!"
"What fly? What did you see?"
"Well! If I read correctly, the opponent's speed should be around Mach 7. It's really fast. Damn it, it's Aurora, the goddess of dawn. This broken radar is so close. I can see it.
It happened, but there was no reaction at all.”
Lin Mo's louder and louder shouts came from the channel. What he said he saw was actually after loading the light mirror technique.