The young people in the machinery factory were full of admiration and admiration, looking at Wang Ye as if they were looking at an idol.
The next second, Wang Ye turned to look at Battalion Commander Xu, and then smiled:
"But let's talk about it."
"I only participated in the internal mechanical parts, but I have never seen the integrated fighter jet, let alone a test flight."
"So Battalion Commander Xu, I wonder if you can go down and take a look?"
"I think the plane that landed should be our J-8, right?"
Regarding Wang Ye's request, Battalion Commander Xu agreed without hesitation:
"sure!"
After all, confidentiality rules are not so strict in this era. Even when military family members come to visit the army, children can look at fighter jets at close range, sit in the cockpit, and even take photos.
Not to mention Wang Ye, the director of the machinery factory, since he can appear here, it means that there is absolutely no problem with his background.
After a while, everyone arrived on the tarmac.
At this moment, less than ten minutes had passed since the plane landed, and the ground staff were busy. Looking at the neatly arranged fighter jets, Battalion Commander Xu introduced Wang Ye with a rather proud tone:
"You must know better than me, Wang Ye."
"The J-8, currently the most advanced fighter jet in our country, is much more powerful than the J-7, and the J-6 is simply incomparable!"
"This is a serious heavy-duty fighter jet. It carries a lot of bombs, flies fast, and can fly high."
"It's a pity that our troops don't have much equipment at the moment, because it's still in the testing stage and has not been officially installed yet!"
"You can see it! You are quite lucky."
"This is a powerful weapon to protect our skies over China, the world's leading fighter jet!"
"If you join the army and pass the Air Force's assessment, you might be able to drive something like this."
"I have no hope! Hey!"
Perhaps because Wang Ye didn't respond, the target introduced by Battalion Commander Xu in the end became the group of young people from the machinery factory at the back. When these young people heard what Battalion Commander Xu said, their faces turned red with excitement, and they looked like they wanted to immediately Looking like joining the army.
At the same time, Wang Ye felt extremely sad when he heard Commander Xu Ying's proud words, because Wang Ye knew better!
The J-8 we see in front of us is still the original model. It has air intake in the nose and does not even have a radar. It is at the bottom of the second-generation aircraft. In the world, it is an epoch-making product, the Soviet Union's Su-8. 27 has begun mass production and will be installed on a large scale soon. Not to mention that the American F-15 has been officially installed for more than seven years!
What’s even more frightening is that while China’s second-generation aircraft are still being tested and international third-generation aircraft are only beginning to be gradually equipped, the United States’ fourth-generation fighter, the F-22, has already begun development! (The original US-made generation is used here)
So in the next thirty years, countless Chinese air force soldiers drove fighter jets that were one generation, or even two generations behind the enemy, and defended the motherland with their lives!
And Wang Ye still knows.
Twenty years from now, a post that has been circulating for decades will appear on a domestic military forum.
The poster asked this: Faced with an attack by a fourth-generation aircraft like the F-22, if a large number of second-generation J-8 fighters are used to consume the enemy's missiles in saturation sorties and attack in a suicidal way, Can it stop the enemy's invasion?
When this question is asked.
You will know.
How desperate were the military fans of that era!
Facing 'that raptor' that looked like a sci-fi fighter jet, all that was left was despair!
A saturation attack is the last resort they can think of and the last hope in their hearts!
But this hope was finally shattered after China's Eight-Winged Angels' Black Ribbon J-20 was installed. At that time, with the public information, all military fans understood that facing this kind of fighter, how many two The machines are useless!
At that moment, this post became a joke, but everyone knew how sad those years were!
Then, no one knew how difficult those years were for an aerospace engineer like Wang Ye!
"I'm telling you, it's not easy to be a pilot..."
Battalion Commander Xu's voice echoed in his ears. Wang Ye felt his nose was sore when he looked at these old guys in front of him who would only be taken out for New Year greetings after forty years.
China has gone from backwardness to advancedness for forty years!
And in the past forty years, because of the supplement of military strength, we have suffered so many grievances, but we can only swallow them. Ten thousand condemnations and protests are not as good as a strategic bomber taking off at once. Don’t the leaders understand this truth? ?
Of course I understand! However, the barrel of the gun is not strong, so there is nothing we can do!
Think of this.
Wang Ye no longer had any interest in revisiting his old place, so he squeezed out a smile and said:
"It's getting late, and the fighter planes are about to take off again. Why don't we go have dinner?"
After hearing what Wang Ye said, Battalion Commander Xu, who was telling several young people with great interest, chuckled and said:
"Okay! Let's go then!"
The ingredients for lunch were naturally those brought over by the Liberation Truck. Although the meat was only a little bit for each person, it was all potato stew. The soldiers ate it still very delicious. Seeing this scene, Wang Ye felt I feel even more panicked because the country has no money, and now the troops can only provide enough food. Compared with the later generations when the troops held military drills and the cooking team had to fry candy, it was a huge difference!
The meal was tasteless.
At around three o'clock in the afternoon, everyone in the machinery factory left the site amidst a warm farewell.
At nearly five o'clock, the two cars finally returned to the machine shop.
Wang Ye, who felt extremely heavy, returned to his office after getting off the car. He sat in a chair and was silent for a moment. He took out the mechanical drawing tools and prepared to start working.
Sitting on the chair, Wang Ye concentrated his mind and stopped thinking about what happened just now.
"I really didn't expect that we would start mechanical drawing again?"
"We still have to develop computers quickly!"
Looking at the set of drawing tools from the machine shop and the open drawing paper in front of me, I couldn't help but scratch my head with a wry smile. After more than 20 years, most drawings rely on computers, and hand-drawing is becoming less and less. Nowadays, when I pick up these tools, I still feel a little uncomfortable!
After muttering a few words, Wang Ye started to get busy.
Of course, my drawings were not good at first, and I scrapped several pieces of drawing paper. But as I became familiar with the tools, the old feeling gradually returned, and the drawings began to become more regular.
What Wang Ye drew was exactly a steel pipe rocket.
Although the gas tank is powerful, its shortcoming is very obvious, that is, the range is too short. If fired from the same horizontal plane, the range will not exceed two kilometers.
So Wang Ye chose a steel pipe rocket with a caliber of 120 mm and a range of 15 kilometers even if it uses homemade propellant. As the second product of the machinery factory, after all, in Africa, this range is already considered a strategic weapon. .
In the era before Wang Ye was reborn, this weapon had already achieved great success in Africa and Central Asia, which was enough to illustrate its market value.
