In the base factory, one can clearly see from the ground a brand-new fighter plane that has not yet been painted with the official combat number of the Air Force. It has a silver-gray split stealth paint, a unique and controversial canard among the fourth-generation aircraft, and two huge canards. The movable double vertical tail, DSI air intake duct, slender and smooth fuselage.
This is the J-20 'Vyron' that has been announced to the outside world and is regarded as the country's top secret, the real backbone of the Air Force.
"Huh? Is it Colonel Lin?"
Sliding smoothly to the simple metal shed parking space No. 8, Zhou Hai unexpectedly saw an acquaintance, Lin Jian, the commander of the comprehensive air combat training at the Quzhou base, and one of his organizer's recommenders.
Lin Jian, who was wearing a training uniform, looked calm and stood with his hands behind his back. He stood quietly next to the No. 8 parking space, as if he was waiting specifically for it. There were ground staff who were ready around him.
Colonel Lin is from Huangtianba Base?
This situation surprised Zhou Hai.
The J-10s fighter jet accurately slid into the No. 8 parking space and stopped steadily. Ground crew members holding various tools immediately surrounded it, built a boarding ladder, and placed fixators on the front and rear of the landing gear wheels.
The sound of the engine attenuated rapidly. After Zhou Hai closed the oil lines and electric circuits according to the standard procedure, he opened the glass cockpit cover, untied the special interface connecting the third-generation ordinary avionics system, took off the sharp-eye sight, and picked up the training backpack and training backpack he needed to carry. Tactical tablet, and then went down the boarding ladder to the cement floor of Huangtianba base.
"Report to Colonel Lin, I have been ordered to return the fighter plane, please accept it!" Zhou Hai, who was covered with things, straightened his back and raised his hand to report to Lin Jian, who had been away for nearly 20 days.
More than twenty days have passed since the last separation at the Quzhou base.
"I accept it on behalf of Huangtianba Base."
Lin Jian looked at Zhou Hai with his eyes, his face was calm, he raised his hand in return, and then said with a smile: "The restrictions on solo flights have been lifted, and I will fly solo for sixteen days. I saw you right at the beginning, come with me, someone wants to see you."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the base factory area.
"Colonel Lin, who is it?"
Zhou Hai was a little confused and quickly followed. He was sure that he had no friends in Huangtianba Base. The only person he knew in Rongcheng was Lin Dong, who was married not long ago.
"You'll know when you get in." Lin Jian smiled: "By the way, I'll take you to visit the J-20 production line. Please keep it confidential."
"clear."
After hearing this, Zhou Hai's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly.
The two left the tarmac area filled with countless distorted heat waves, walked into the heavily guarded and highly confidential base factory area, and came to the brand new J-20 'Vyron' parked quietly in the work station at the main entrance of the factory area.
"gorgeous."
Zhou Hai looked at the top-notch fighter aircraft that was a step away and was like a work of art that condensed all kinds of wisdom and cutting-edge technology. There was a hint of confusion in his eyes, and he murmured softly.
As a pilot, being able to watch the J-20 up close is both a blessing and a torture.
Because you can only look at it, not touch it.
Saying goodbye to the J-20 that already belonged to someone else, Zhou Hai followed Lin Jian and headed deep into the spacious and bright factory area.
The entire Huangtianba base factory is equipped with a variety of high-precision equipment, dynamic group positioning systems, mobile robot hole-making technology, circular orbit hole-making equipment, horizontal dual-machine combined drilling and riveting machines, and other automated fighter assembly equipment , these equipment constitute a new type of digital pulsating production line, which is highly automated, has an extremely low failure rate, is advanced and efficient.
Hundreds of thousands of parts from confidential supporting factories across the country will form the Veyron soaring in the blue sky here.
In the factory area, at a glance, there are six J-20s with yellow fuselage parked. Engineers and technicians dressed in Lockheed Martin work uniforms shuttle back and forth, working intensively. The pulsating production line is in full production.
Two J-20s are about to be completed, two J-20s are in a work-in-progress state, and the last two J-20s are only in the initial production state of the airframe.
Zhou Hai, who was granted the right to visit, was like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, looking east and west, carefully observing this highly confidential production line and factory structure.
"The engine tail nozzles of the last two J-20s are in a zigzag shape and are ws-10c omnidirectional axially symmetric vector nozzles. This should be an improved J-20, not a basic type."
Zhou Hai, who was browsing the tour, soon discovered something strange. He stared at the last two J-20s on the factory production line, narrowed his eyes, and thought silently.
It is well known that the basic J-20 is not equipped with a vector engine.
"Zhou Hai, this way." At this time, Lin Jian reminded Zhou Hai, turned and walked into the narrow corridor on the right. At the end was an office, with soldiers holding Type 95 automatic rifles on both sides.
Who could it be?
Looking at this formation, Zhou Hai concentrated his mind, and with doubts, he hurriedly followed, along the quiet and clean corridor, straight to the office at the end.
"Boom!"
Standing in front of the office door, Lin Jian showed respect and knocked gently on the door.
"Please come in." A slightly hoarse voice came from the office.
"squeak!"
The door was gently pushed open, and a slight sound was heard.
"Chief Commander, Zhou Hai is here."
Lin Jian walked sideways into the office, his eyes filled with respect, turned to the middle-aged man wearing a pair of ordinary glasses frames in front of the ordinary solid wood desk, and said softly.
Although he is middle-aged, he has reached the age of knowing his destiny.
"Comrade Lin Jian, Comrade Zhou Hai, please sit down." The middle-aged man put down the old pen in his hand, showed a kind smile, extended his hand to invite him to sit down, then took off his glasses with thick lenses and rubbed his sore eyes. .
"Yang, Academician Yang Wei?!"
Zhou Hai stood at the door of the office, looking at the man sitting on the office chair. His face was instantly moved, and he froze on the spot, as if he had been struck by lightning. He opened his mouth and his eyes were filled with disbelief.
He has a side-parted hair that was common in the 1980s, a round face, slightly sagging cheeks, and a pair of smaller black eyes, bright and energetic, with an inexplicable aura. At first glance, it is not surprising, but Looking carefully, it feels like the dazzling sun releasing endless light and heat from the top of the sky.
This is Yang Wei!
Yang Wei has an ordinary face.
Yang Wei, who single-handedly holds up half of China's aviation industry, is a unique genius in the world's aviation field!
The life of Academician Yang Wei can be called a true legend.
Forty-one years ago, Yang Wei, who was only fifteen years old, was an out-and-out genius with great aspirations. After being rejected by many universities due to his vision problems, he was finally admitted to Northwestern Polytechnical University. At that time In his heart, he simply wants to get ahead.
Thirty-four years ago, Yang Wei, who was only 22 years old and had already graduated with a master's degree, faced the impact of the economic development wave of reform and opening up. Under the background that "it is better to sell tea eggs than to engage in missiles", he stood The crossroads of future life.
