After thirty years of hard work, even if it is stored in a constant temperature and humidity environment, mechanical parts will still inevitably undergo stress deformation, plastic parts will age, and even bacteria and fungi will be mixed in, causing irreversible damage to the mechanical body.
damage.
Old David's old buddy F-22 may still have a few hours, or even more than ten hours of flight life left until it retires, but after sitting in the exhibition hall of Eagle's Nest Private Airport, no matter how well maintained it is,
If you are careful, you will eventually lose the ability to lift off.
In the boxes sent to Chen Fei, many parts were professionally reproduced. With the help of high-precision 3D printing technology, non-metallic parts are easy to produce. Even if the cost is high, it is not as high as
Where to go.
On the contrary, metal parts that require higher alloy ratio, smelting technology, processing technology and heat treatment technology cannot be solved by spending money, not even small money. Only the top sovereigns in the world can afford it, relying on old people.
David's little pension is a huge difference. Even if he sells the entire private airport and the surrounding farms, he still can't afford it.
The metal parts that gave old David a headache were the easiest ones for Chen Fei to do.
Throw in a few metal-based superpower skills, and after the replica parts have been corrected, the quality and accuracy are even better than the original ones.
Chen Fei used less than half of the dozen or so boxes brought back by the small transport plane, and finally filled the empty shell of the F-22.
Mr. Xiao, who is leading the mechanics here to study the F-22 technical manual, has not even finished reading the general outline. The F-22 "Raptor" jet fighter in Hangar 2 has already entered the preparation process before taking off.
After the fuel and oxygen are supplied, the mobile power supply and air supply equipment begins to provide power to the body, deliver high-temperature gas to the engine, and assist the heat engine.
MiG-28 and F-22 are of the same origin, and many interfaces and auxiliary equipment are common.
Chen Fei came to the side of the hot F-22, patted the wings, and heard a loud noise. The nozzle of the F119-PW-100 low-bypass afterburning turbofan engine bloomed with a bright orange-red light.
The black smoke is sprayed to the rear. At this time, the best combustion efficiency has not been reached, and only then will orange-red tail flames and black smoke appear.
The entire Hangar No. 2 was quickly filled with the smell of kerosene after burning aviation kerosene.
A huge roar that was completely different from the MiG-28 attracted the "Zhenxiang" combat squadron, which was on standby in Hangar 1.
"First Evolution"
"Oh My God!"
Deputy squadron leader "Devil Pepper" Illini Lucius looked at the roaring "Raptor" and was dumbfounded.
"Isn't this the big toy?"
Chekhov's Big Bear quickly took out a bottle of Erguotou and took two sips to calm down his shock.
The other pilots were all equally shocked, this was a bit too much!
What Chen Fei was tinkering with in Hangar 2 was not a secret. Through the mouth of the newcomer "Sauerkraut" Tempone Schneider who helped him, almost half of the people in the air service base knew about it. Whenever they had free time,
People will come to visit and look at it, and even take a couple of photos together.
"Here I go, can this guy really fly?"
Templeton "Sauerkraut" Schneider looked suspicious. He watched Chen Fei conjure this big guy with his own eyes.
The metal that makes up this F-22 "Raptor" jet fighter was moved from the garbage recycling station by Tempone Schneider and Chen Fei. It is impossible to guess what this big guy is.
The predecessor was actually a pile of recycled and smelted alloy ingots.
It just so happened that these scraps of copper and iron, in Chen Fei's hands, could transform into something magical.
Chen Fei signaled to the ground crew, carried the "Dragon Guard" tactical helmet, jumped into the cockpit, and the transparent cabin cover began to slowly close.
Try the communication system first.
"Call the tower, I'm a 'rookie' and I'm applying for a flight mission."
The original electronic system and communication system of the F-22 are not compatible with today's data links, so the onboard computer and avionics flight control are all new technologies. Compared with the original version, the performance and functions are much more powerful. Otherwise, Chen
If the call is not correct, it will become a chicken-and-duck conversation. It is not on the same channel as the tower at all, and even the most basic communication decoding cannot be achieved.
"Beep! This is the tower duty manager Maham. What is this? F-22?"
The duty manager at the tower looked in disbelief at the aircraft model that was automatically recognized.
Does 911 have this fighter?
Isn't that a model?
Stop making trouble, okay?
"That's right, F-22, 'Raptor', number 203!"
There were two MiGs in the same hangar, one with the painting number 201 and the other with the painting number 202, so the F-22, which is also a jet, would naturally become 203. After Chen Fei finished speaking, his whole body was shining with silver, and he and
The white number "203" appeared on the body with no difference between the mirrors.
"Today's young people are really good at playing!"
"Devil Pepper" Illini Lucius looks envious!
Chekov looked at the Erguotou in his hand and suddenly felt that the wine no longer tasted good. Jealousy twisted him.
Boss Xiao of the mechanical maintenance team and his mechanics did not pay attention to the F-22 "Raptor" jet fighter that was ready to go. They still held their respective work tablets and looked through the technical instructions. There was a new one in the air service base.
They must master the maintenance and repair essentials of combat aircraft as soon as possible and cannot leave them all to Chen Fei alone.
If Chen Fei is not around one day, won't the jet be unable to fly?
"Please explain why!"
The tower team reflexively performed the procedure of releasing the rocket, but the duty manager Maham gave a pause signal to his subordinates.
It’s just playing the piano randomly!
The F-22 "Raptor" jet fighter is not included in the aircraft organization of the 911 Air Service Base at all. Since it is not in the flight sequence, it is nonsense to ask for a lift-off plan!
Maham concluded that Chen Fei was teasing him, and the mastermind behind it must be Major Chekov.
These guys in the "Zhenxiang" squadron were really idle. As soon as Hana BOSS left, they started to let themselves go.
What's F-22? Why don't you get on the airship?
"I have saved an F-22 and am ready to try it out."
Chen Fei explained seriously.
"you sure?"
Maham stood in front of the circular window of the tower and looked towards the hangar, but couldn't see clearly.
"Sure!"
Chen Fei's extremely affirmative voice reached the ears of the tower duty manager through the wireless headset.
Maham took a deep breath and made a difficult decision.
"Permission to take off!"
Huh! If you can't fly, I won't sue you and let the "Zhenxiang" squadron's bonus for this month go to waste.
Captain Chekov is waiting to take the blame...
"This is the control tower, altimeter: 29.01, within two hours, the weather conditions are good, and takeoff is allowed."
Because it was an autonomous flight and there was no flight mission, the tower organization provided a set of meteorological data. The wind force was westward, level 3, and the air pressure value was 29.01, which was slightly lower and still within the normal range.
"203 received!"
Chen Fei signaled to the ground crew and started clearing the area from the hangar to the apron, keeping people and vehicles out of the way.
Once the aircraft enters the take-off procedure, all activities on the ground will give priority to the aircraft.
Boom!~
The roar of the twin engines became sharper, the orange-red tail flames turned into cyan blue, and the black smoke turned into blue smoke, pushing the aircraft body to start sliding.
"Hey, stop looking!"
Seeing Chekhov's big bear crunching the wine bottle, the short-haired girl Irene Lucius waved her hand in front of his eyes to call back the jealous spirit.
Chekov said with a twisted expression: "I want it too!"
Jealousy can not only distort people, but also pervert them.
"what do you want?"
Illini Lucius frowned, this big man was becoming more and more disgraceful.
"Nako...ow!"
Even though the short-haired girl is small, her punch to the stomach is quite powerful, and she can directly beat the big bear into a prawn. Nako doesn't have it, and her fists are enough!
I have been in the world for more than forty years, and I can live up to everyone in the world, but I can't live up to Masato and Danako. Captain Chekov still never forgets his original intention.
"Sauerkraut" Tempone Schneider, "Angelica" Wadiye and "Perilla" Nadeshiko Takada, the three newcomers, all looked at him with suspicion. Good guy, the deputy squadron leader beat up the squadron leader.
This fighting ability is really surprising!
The other members of the "Zhenxiang" squadron kept a calm expression and collectively moved outside the hangar.
It's just normal operation. Every few days, Squadron Leader Chekov will be beaten up by Deputy Squadron Leader Ilini Lucius. Just get used to such small scenes.
As the saying goes: Hitting is a kiss, scolding is a love, if the love is deep enough, use a kick, but if it is not enough, use a dog leash.
"snort!"
"Magic Changing Pepper" raised his head high and chased the members of the "Zhenxiang" squadron.
She also wanted to see if the jet that Chen Fei had tinkered with could successfully take off, or if it was just a big model or a big toy that only looked like a fake.
"Ouch, vomit!"
Squadron Leader Chekov shook his head, spat a few times, and came to the door of Hangar No. 2 angrily.
The roar of huge engines roared past the main takeoff and landing runway of the air service base, and a shining silver jet raised its nose and rushed into the sky powerfully.
Although the MiG-28 is also a twin-engine jet, its thrust and afterburner are far inferior to the F-22.
"WTF?!"
The tower duty manager, who had always been skeptical, rushed to the window, stared at the "Raptor" that quickly disappeared from sight after taking off, and then turned to look in the direction of the main take-off and landing runway.
The place was already empty, as if the jet that soared into the sky just now was just an illusion.
However, the thunderous engine roar coming from the sky and the clearly visible wake clouds and wingtip vortices reminded him that an F-22 had indeed completed takeoff from the main takeoff and landing runway just now.
"203 height 1500 meters, direction 45."
The tower team obediently established an aircraft file for Chen Fei's F-22.
In fact, this kind of operation is illegal, but as an air service base for military contractors, it doesn't have to pay that much attention at all.
Even the large three-bouncer that I assembled by myself can have a file and identification ID. Now that I have assembled an F-22, why can't I have a file?
Chen Fei stepped on the accelerator (actually there was nothing under his feet) and gave the boost casually, and he received inquiry signals from other nearby air support bases.
"This is 909, please tell me your identity!"
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