The several accompanying officers standing behind Bavino were seen for the first time. All their attention was focused on the green dragons and blue birds parked quietly. Their eyes were extremely fiery. They forced themselves to maintain rationality and discipline, and suppressed their excitement and excitement. excited.
"You praised me, General Bavino." Yang Wei smiled calmly and answered modestly in standard English.
Qingjiao, Qinglong.
As Yang Wei's new works, these two fighter jets are actually old wine in a new pot, and their development difficulty is not high.
It took eight months from the confirmation and signing of the military sales purchase order contract, to the completion of test flights and a series of work, and finally to the mass production stage.
It seems long, but is actually very short.
There is no way, the aerodynamic appearance of the two fighters is in the best condition, basically no changes are made, only the avionics equipment and radar are replaced, the reliability and stability of each system are solved, and the relevant requirements are met. The entire development work is very easy.
Of course, Yang Wei did not fool around casually. Although Qingjiao and Qinglong were exported fighters, they must be done well and reach the quality level.
The weakening of overall performance is inevitable.
In terms of product quality, there is absolutely no weakening.
"Academician Yang, I have learned about your culture. You are so humble. In my opinion, you are definitely the best aircraft designer in the world. On behalf of the Argentine Air Force, I would like to express my sincere gratitude and respect to you."
Bavino looked at the two exquisite war eagles, turned around, bent slightly, and paid the deepest respect from his heart: "If the Qingjiao and Jade Bird fighters perform well this time and meet the requirements of the expected tactical evaluation, we have More orders may continue to be placed.”
"Thank you. I believe that the green dragon and blue bird will successfully protect Argentina's blue sky." Yang Wei said with a smile.
"Academician Yang, I wonder if we can visit the world-famous J-20 fighter production line?" Bavino looked at Yang Wei with a hint of hope and proposed his original idea again.
Visit the J-20 fighter production line!
This is not only the idea of Bavino, but also the idea of the entire Argentine Air Force.
The J-20, this fourth-generation stealth fighter that has been officially put into service, has been famous all over the world. Except for the most critical engine, it is on the same level as the legendary fighter F-22 Raptor, and even slightly surpasses it. .
If the brave and capable Argentine Air Force is equipped with the J-20, it will be a blessing for the nation and the country.
The Qingjiao fighter, which costs US$45 million per unit, is good, cost-effective, has excellent maneuverability, and is equipped with an active phased array radar, but it is definitely not as good as the J-20 fighter.
"Sorry, General Bavino, we cannot meet your request. We have no plans to export J-20 fighters in the past thirty years. Of course, personally, I can send you a gift about the J-20 To you as a token of friendship between us."
Academician Yang Wei did not hesitate to reject Bavino's request. Like an elegant gentleman, with a smile on his face, he motioned to the Chengfei engineer who was carrying a delicate gift box to come forward, took the gift box and handed it to Bavino.
Bavino was a little curious, so he took the gift box and glanced at Yang Wei: "About the J-20 gift?"
Several Alfang officers standing around cast curious glances one after another.
"You can open it and take a look." Yang Wei smiled and extended his hand to indicate.
Bavino nodded in understanding, held his breath, and with a slight expectation in his heart, opened the lid of the box with his hand, revealing the true appearance inside.
A silver-white J-20 model made of metal is placed quietly in a gift box. It is exquisite, highly realistic, and exudes a silver-white metallic luster like a gem.
Model airplane?
Looking at the metal model in the gift box, Bavino's heart sank to the bottom and fell into silence. The last trace of fantasy left in his mind was shattered and he didn't know what to say.
This is not what he wants!
However, strictly speaking, this exquisite aircraft model is indeed related to the J-20. It is exquisitely crafted and extremely lifelike, and is worth at least hundreds of dollars.
"Thank you very much for your gift, Academician Yang."
Holding the model aircraft that he almost wanted to throw away, Bavino adjusted his emotions and heart, with a smile on his old face, and thanked Yang Wei as a courtesy.
"You're welcome."
Yang Wei smiled, with a hint of meaning.
Want to see the J-20 pulse production line?
Sorry, come back thirty years later.
Just kidding, even representatives of the Pakistan Air Force are prohibited from visiting the J-20 Pulse production line, let alone the second-level Argentine Air Force.
This is the top secret on the surface, and the internal confidentiality level is as high as level one top secret!
At this time, Zhou Hai and Lin Jian, who were wearing anti-Dutch uniforms, walked slowly. Under the gaze of some Albanian officers, they walked straight into the apron area and came to the Qingjiao fighter jet that had been maintained.
Lin Jian's face was serious. He didn't care about the looks of Bavino and other members of the Albanian Air Force next to him. He straightened his back and greeted Yang Wei: "Hello, Academician Yang Wei. We have been ordered to carry out a new aircraft modification and flight mission. Please give your instructions."
"Hello, Academician Yang Wei."
Zhou Hai, standing next to him, was doing the same, holding a tactical tablet and a bee-eye helmet in his hands, straightening his back.
"Hello, Haidongqing, you are responsible for this kind of thing, I don't care." Yang Wei heard this, his smile did not diminish, and he called out Lin Jian's code name as a reminder.
He is just an aircraft designer, not the military commander of the army, and has no right to interfere with normal military training and combat tasks.
Such seemingly insignificant matters must not be confused.
"Zero, carry out the original mission."
Lin Jian didn't pay attention, turned to look at Zhou Hai, and reminded him.
"yes!"
Zhou Hai replied, picked up the bee-eye helmet, and under the gaze of everyone, turned to face the fc-20x 'Qingjiao' parked quietly in the parking space No. 2.
Bavino looked at Zhou Hai's back. His mind was filled with Zhou Hai's appearance and attire. He was a little confused. He looked at Yang Wei and asked, "Academician Yang, is this young soldier a pilot? What is he going to do?"
young!
Although this Chinese soldier wearing flying gear and military uniform looks like he has a unique temperament, Bavino can be sure that this soldier is definitely no more than twenty years old.
A soldier no more than twenty years old, wearing flying gear, could he be a pilot who can fly a fighter jet?
"Yes, General Bavino, he will pilot Qingjiao to perform flight missions. He will be your flight instructor and will be responsible for performing future teaching missions."
Yang Wei heard this question and responded, revealing some confidential content: "In view of our country's military confidentiality regulations, other content cannot be disclosed."
"God, you're telling me that this young man who doesn't look like he's twenty years old is actually our flight instructor?!" Bavino froze on the spot, his face full of astonishment and his eyes widened.
