Inside the test field.
Marokov stood in the biting wind, but at this time, he seemed not to feel any chill.
The behemoth's tail clearly sprayed into the air, but it seemed to spray on his body, causing a boiling heat to rise all over his body from the inside out.
When the H-20 slowly disappeared into the air, he slowly turned his head and said to Wang Ming beside him:
"It's amazing. Even though I had been mentally prepared for it, now that I see her, I still find it incredible."
"She is so beautiful. Not only is she elegant, but the most amazing power in the world seems to have been gathered in her body."
"She represents death - no, she should represent order."
"The moment I saw her, I almost thought I was back in that era."
"It is both cold and hot, both orderly and vital. Her body is made of steel and flames, but her soul is made of that red spirit."
"Unfortunately, its paint job is still too simple."
"She should be given a star, that is the badge of true faith."
Hearing his words, Wang Ming couldn't help but laugh.
"Marokov, sometimes I feel that if you become a poet, you might be able to achieve amazing results."
"This is the gift of us Russians."
Marokov replied disapprovingly, but then spoke again:
"But I am definitely not deliberately piling up words. In fact, in my eyes, no adjective in the world is enough to describe her beauty and strength."
"Ming, did you know that the Americans have a plane called the Valkyrie?"
"It's so ridiculous that a plane like that can be called a Valkyrie."
"In front of your H-20, it is impossible for any flying object to be qualified to be called a 'God of War' - not even the Tu-160!"
"I'm glad we're still friends."
"I can't imagine what kind of fear it would bring to me when such a plane flies over my head."
"Perhaps, as long as it opens the magazine slightly, it can unleash a whole doomsday."
"We're not going to do that."
Wang Minglue answered somewhat perfunctorily.
Looking at his expression, Marokov couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Don't do that?
Of course, people today would definitely not do that.
But what about the future?
After the birth of the H-20, it is a certain fact that China's military strength has completely surpassed Russia's.
It is true that China's military industry is still lagging behind compared to Russia and the United States, but as long as we have this important weapon that can protect the entire country's territory and even form a deterrent around the world, who dares to stop China from completely destroying the country? How about rashly provoking them before they develop?
This moment is just like that moment.
Decades ago, that mushroom cloud rising in the desert gave China a window of development for decades.
Although today is different from the past, and the strategic significance of the H-20 is not as huge as an atomic bomb, it can buy China five years, which is more than enough.
How far can they develop in five years?
You know, from the time when we knew we were going to build the H-20 to the time when the H-20 officially made its first flight, it only took China more than two years!
Five years from now, maybe someone will even build an aircraft carrier.
etc.
Does it really take five years?
Marokov couldn't help but feel a chill running down his spine.
He could feel that China's strategic vision had extended far and wide, but he and his country were completely left behind.
no.
This cannot go on.
We must rush back to Moscow as soon as possible to make things clear to those old guys.
Of course, I don’t mean to make it clear that I “want to confront China”, but I want to say clearly that we should hold on to this thigh!
Thinking of this, Marokov's expression even became a little flattering.
He looked at Wang Ming, smiled and said:
"This is a great achievement, Ming, my friends, and I am truly happy for you."
"You also know that we have had some unpleasant experiences in the past, but in the past ten years, those unpleasant experiences have long been submerged in the dust of history."
"I think we should work more closely together in the future, especially on the existing PAK FA project."
"You should talk to Yang Wei about this - or Tang Changhong, Chief Engineer Tang."
Wang Ming smiled teasingly, and then continued:
"You may not know that during the development process of the H-20 project, Sasha, who was responsible for technical cooperation, did not do his best."
".I promise this will never happen again."
Marokov felt angry in his heart.
Sasha, are you really that stupid?
Even I have already seen the situation clearly.
Even before the birth of the H-20, preparations were made to further expand cooperation.
Now, judging from Wang Ming's words, China is not very satisfied with this cooperation.
United Airlines, no, even the hope of Russia as a whole will be destroyed in your hands!
He gently clenched his fists, mentally condemning Sasha to death.
After being silent for a long time, he finally calmed down the turbulent emotions in his heart and said calmly:
"This time, those Yankees should be shocked."
"I heard that they had previously regarded our H-20 project as an ordinary bomber research and development project. Even the most radical view was that this aircraft was only a non-stealth strategic bomber similar to the Tu-160."
"Now that the finished product is in front of them, a large number of people in their intelligence department will probably suffer misfortune."
"It would be better if they all died."
Wang Ming muttered something, and then seemed to realize that it was not a good thing to say, so he coughed and changed his tone and said:
"In fact, the Americans are not that vulnerable - they are the unquestionable number one in terms of technological foundation and military strength."
"We just made some breakthroughs in some aspects, and we don't pose much of a threat to them."
After hearing Wang Ming's words, the sourness in Marokov's heart was so strong that it could melt gold.
He breathed a sigh of relief and asked:
"Ming, do you know the range of the H-20?"
Wang Minglue glanced at Marokov strangely and asked:
"This is confidential information, how could I possibly tell you?"
".I didn't want you to tell me, I just wanted to remind you something."
"whats the matter?"
"I want to remind you that this is an aircraft with a range of at least 10,000 kilometers, a maximum speed of more than Mach 2, an unknown bomb load, but it is definitely larger than the 25 tons of B-2, and has the most advanced weapons in the world. A super strategic bomber that has stealth and radar technology and can undoubtedly carry nuclear weapons!"
"You're actually telling me now that such a powerful weapon doesn't pose much of a threat to them?!"
"When you say it doesn't pose much of a threat, do you mean you can't sink the North American continent in one mission??"
Meanwhile, on the other side of the ocean.
National Geospatial-Intelligence Agency.
Rhett sat on the chair in front of the monitor, looking at the screen in front of him without blinking.
Since the first flight of the J-20C was last monitored through spy satellites, the focus of the entire intelligence agency's work was immediately adjusted.
Now, their daily job is to monitor several major test flight sites through satellites, hoping to grasp each other's movements as soon as possible.
——
In fact, Rhett felt that such work did not make much sense.
The reason is simple. If an opponent like China can photograph its aircraft in the open air, it means that the aircraft has entered the final stage before entering service.
No matter how clearly you take pictures, what's the use?
Can't stop it from taking off.
Perhaps the only role is to take it as your own performance and go to the corner tower and Congress to express your merits.
However, this is not bad for myself.
After all, every time a new aircraft is discovered, it means that your bonus will rise again.
With this mentality, he also had some unknown thoughts in his heart.
It would be great if China's aviation industry developed a little faster.
Although those new planes will fly over our heads sooner or later, isn't it still early?
But now, they have been silent for months.
The so-called "strategic bomber" project, which has always been regarded as the biggest threat by superiors, has not moved either.
I really don’t know when it will take me to get my next bonus.
Thinking of this, Rhett couldn't help but sigh.
But just when he was about to stand up and pour a cup of coffee, a strange object appeared in his sight.
That's a picture taken by a satellite.
an airplane.
A flying-wing aircraft.
The whole body is pitch black, huge in size, and bright flames are sprayed from its tail.
Rhett couldn't help but frown.
How did you capture B-2?
He subconsciously wanted to check the longitude and latitude information of the satellite positioning, but the next second, he froze in place.
This thing is not a B-2 at all.
The B-2 does not have a variable sweep wing design like it!
For a moment, huge fear swept through his brain. His fingers trembled and he entered new instructions to the satellite. Then, photos were sent back one after another.
The longitude and latitude were correct, and the satellite was currently targeting the test flight site that he had been paying attention to for several months.
And in the sky above that test flight ground, a giant steel beast was flying.
Everything under its wings seems so small compared to it
Strategic bombers are coming.
China's strategic bombers are coming!
Rhett looked around in horror. He wanted to find someone to come over and look at these photos. He wanted someone to tell him that this was not true. It was just a system error, or it was actually a model airplane.
But obviously, this possibility does not exist at all
His heart was beating wildly. After printing out the last photo, he didn't even dare to waste a moment and rushed out the door immediately.
A few minutes later, corner office.
Bob looked at the satellite image in front of him in silence, unable to say a word for several minutes.
The assistant opposite was even more silent. He still didn’t know how much impact this incident would have on the entire strategic layout of the United States, but he knew one thing very well:
From now on, the United States will no longer be the only country with stealth strategic bombers.
In this area, the authority that the United States has held for many years has been taken away. It is still unknown when it can be regained, or even whether it can be regained.
Then he thought that when authority was taken away, it often meant rebellion.
Just like those myths, when Zeus's scepter is lost, is he still Zeus?
Perhaps those who gain authority will not immediately challenge the authority of the old king.
But what about those who have been oppressed by the old king for a long time?
Yes, the H-20 will not fly to the United States immediately, and it will not even fly out of Chinese airspace in a short time.
However, as long as it is in the air, the world will be forced to follow the trajectory of its flight.
the reason is simple.
What the United States could do in the past, China can now do.
So, is it possible that those small countries will no longer obey the orders of the United States and turn to America's enemies?
The assistant didn't dare to think about it anymore, and at this moment, Bob, who was sitting behind the desk, spoke.
"Open the global deployment map."
The assistant was stunned for a moment and asked a stupid question:
"Ours or theirs?"
"our."
The strange thing is that Bob didn't get angry because of this. He sat there silently and repeated his instructions as if all his strength had been drained away.
"Open our global deployment map."
The assistant quickly completed the operation, and then a huge dynamic map was projected on the screen.
Bob sighed deeply.
"As an island nation, we have 140 military bases."
"These bases are all within the coverage of H-20."
"If they are all destroyed, they will need about 14 sorties."
After pausing for a moment, his gaze moved higher.
"Alaska, Bering Strait."
"Two sorties are enough."
"Kuwait, afh, maybe five sorties. I don't know, maybe less."
"Turkey and Qatar don't need it. Qatar doesn't need it. It's just Turkey, and it's the same sortie."
"South America. One sortie is more than enough."
"Europe. This may be more difficult, but if the H-20 really flies overhead, they will not help us."
"North America. This is the last line of defense."
Bob's voice got lower and lower, and then disappeared completely.
His eyes kept wandering over the picture, and after a few minutes, he looked at his assistant again, revealing a bitter smile.
"It's over now."
"All our global military deployments are within their strike range."
"They can hit us with precision from any corner."
"And we don't even have any tools to deal with it."
"A variable-sweep supersonic stealth strategic bomber. I really don't understand, how do they do it?"
"It's too late, it's too late for us to know."
Bob clenched his fists.
He took a long breath, then stood up suddenly:
"Issue an order to all armed forces to upgrade defense readiness level to level three."
"All rotating fleets will shrink back to the mainland, and all non-essential military operations will be suspended."
"All underwater ships are on 24-hour combat readiness."
"clear."
The assistant answered quickly.
But then, he asked again:
"Isn't it too sensitive?"
Bob smiled self-deprecatingly and asked:
"sensitive?"
"Do you think this is called sensitivity?"
"Our good days are over. From today on, as long as that plane disappears on the tarmac, all our military dispatches can only use it as an imaginary enemy!"
(End of chapter)
