The grassland has become cold in August, and at night at two or three in the morning, the temperature is only four or five degrees.
Zhang Xingyang and Song Tianxing stood side by side on a small hill, chatting.
The content of the chat is very wide, covering everything from black hole mergers in the depths of the universe to educational issues for their children.
However, the most talked about content between the two people was about the design of fighter jets and the form of future air combat.
"The battlefields of future wars will become larger than they are now."
Zhang Xingyang looked up at the sky. Today, there were countless dark clouds blocking the starry sky that should have been shining brightly.
He raised his finger and pointed at the now invisible space and said:
"Space will be the battlefield that will be fought over in the wars of the next era."
"Whether it is reconnaissance satellites used for reconnaissance or navigation satellites used to provide guidance and positioning for weapon systems, they will all shine."
In wars after the twenty-first century, reconnaissance methods have become more abundant than in wars in the previous century.
Unmanned reconnaissance aircraft equipped with high-definition cameras and even infrared thermal imaging cameras are military satellites that can provide a wide range of views.
All make the fog of war become smaller and smaller. For technologically advanced countries, this advantage is particularly obvious.
"This is especially true in local conflicts."
After listening to what Zhang Xingyang said, Song Tianxing felt his throat was extremely dry and said in a hoarse voice:
"Is this the kind of war we're going to face in the future?"
Although Zhang Xingyang did not describe the war scenes in detail, Song Tianxing could still imagine the scenes of future wars.
Highly stealthy fighter jets in the sky command dozens of drones and pilots flying fighter jets to engage in crazy battles. At every moment, a drone turns into a fireball after being hit by a missile launched by the pilots.
But the swarm composed of intelligent drones will not cause distress even if it is damaged. Dozens of high-speed maneuvering drones surround and suppress the pilots driving the fighter jets.
After the pilot fired all the air-to-air missiles he carried, he was killed by an ultra-long-range air-to-air missile from a distant stealth drone.
Apparently Song Tianxing was wrong about the identities of the two sides in the war described by Zhang Xingyang.
He thought it was the enemy who used such tactics.
After all, no one had proposed such a combat system before Zhang Xingyang told him.
"The intensity and speed of future wars will exceed everyone's imagination."
Zhang Xingyang didn't care about the dust on the ground, sat down directly, looked at the dim sky and said:
"What we can do is try to improve the performance of weapons and equipment."
"Only by holding a sharp blade can you not be afraid of the wolves, tigers and leopards in this world."
In fact, Zhang Xingyang did not say anything clearly about many things about future wars.
For example, within two decades of the emergence of satellite reconnaissance and drone reconnaissance technologies, war actually looked different.
Especially when both warring parties have considerable industrial capabilities.
The development of electronic technology allows even a party that cannot produce high-precision cameras on its own to find suppliers that can be used in the civilian market.
Drones using high-precision cameras and even thermal imaging shuttle over the battlefield day and night.
Even if you are wearing camouflage uniforms and hiding in the swamp, you are no longer safe. A bullet from an enemy sniper or an air-dropped mine from a drone operator can be waiting for you at any time.
This only plays the reconnaissance role of drones. The simply assembled unmanned cruise missiles expose the main battle tank, the king of land, which once cost a lot of money to manufacture, to greater aerial risks.
A third-generation main battle tank with a cost of tens of millions of dollars will still be blown away when faced with a loitering missile that costs tens of thousands of dollars.
Of course, these are war belligerents who have not established systematic operations.
For a high-quality military, such a situation is difficult to occur.
Because heavy armored units cannot act alone, they must be accompanied by air defense missile vehicles, unmanned automatic air defense weapon stations, etc.
Ability to minimize possible air strikes.
When loitering missiles come, not to mention anti-aircraft missiles with ultra-high strike accuracy, even automatic air defense weapon stations that only use 20 mm cannons can strafe these slow-moving loitering missiles, known as small aerial motorcycles. Come down.
This mainly relies on the excellent radar system in the automatic weapon station and the intelligent image recognition in the optical reconnaissance system.
For an army with a complete combat system, a dazzling array of high-tech weapons systems are almost standard equipment.
This is just the application of civilian-level high-precision cameras on small UAVs. In addition to being unable to carry out high maneuverability, large-scale reconnaissance and strike integrated UAVs are actually no longer the same as the stealth unmanned delta-wing fighter that Zhang Xingyang just explained. What a difference.
The operator who controls the large-scale reconnaissance and combat drone can find the enemy on the screen and attack the enemy in a safe area in the rear, just like playing a game.
"We still have a long way to go before we can complete the construction of such a combat system."
Zhang Xingyang saw the deep worries of Song Tianxing next to him after he figured out this combat system. He smiled and said:
"Don't worry too much, Brother Song."
"It is impossible for any country in the world to build this combat system within twenty years."
“There are so many technologies that need to be developed and designed.”
Even if it seems to be possible now, it is very difficult to operate a drone with a manned fighter plane.
The main reason is that current communication technology is not very developed. Taking the just-completed 3G technology as an example, the data that can be transmitted is less than one ten thousandth of that of later 5G technology.
However, using manned fighter planes to operate several drones at the same time requires at least several gigabytes of data to be transmitted every second. Otherwise, it will be difficult to ensure that these fighters can accurately complete scheduled actions in high-intensity combat situations.
Of course, after the emergence of high-level artificial intelligence, the transmission speed per unit time is required to decrease.
But this technology also has high requirements.
"Let's do the work at hand first."
On the distant horizon, there is already a trace of white light. The night is about to pass away, and our day is about to come.
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In the next few days, Song Tianxing led the fighter design team almost day and night to conduct fighter wind tunnel experiments.
It even caused certain problems in the power supply of power plants.
Because at the beginning of the design, the thermal power plant did not consider the possibility of three wind tunnels working at the same time.
After all, every time the wind tunnel is started up, a large amount of power supply is required. If the design can meet the requirements at the same time, the instantaneous power of the thermal power plant will be very large.
From an economic point of view, such construction is really wasteful.
After all, the time of a single experiment in each wind tunnel usually does not exceed one hundred milliseconds, so it is not difficult to stagger the time slightly.
"Mr. Song, can you guys take a break?"
Qiao Yang, who was in charge of hypersonic ballistic missiles, was so forced that he couldn't stand it, because Song Tianxing and the others were experimenting almost day and night, and their wind tunnel experiments were almost suspended.
Song Tianxing didn't know how many days he had not rested. He looked at Qiao Yang beside him with red eyes and said:
"Give us one more day and we'll be able to wrap this up."
Even Qiao Yang, who worked late at night all year round, was shocked by Song Tianxing's extremely poor physical condition.
"Mr. Song, why don't you ask the doctor at the base to take a look?"
"You're really making people worry when you're like this!"
"Ahem."
After Song Tianxing coughed twice, his voice became hoarse:
"There's nothing wrong with me. I know my own body."
"Our experiment has reached its final moment and cannot be stopped now."
Although Song Tianxing did not admit that there was something wrong with his body, Qiao Yang still didn't believe it.
Anyone who sees this old man with red eyes, messy hair, and tired face will not think that his condition can get any better.
"Xiao Fu, have the latest changes been arranged?"
Ignoring the frowning Qiao Yang in front of him, Song Tianxing said to his assistant beside him.
"The tail tilt angle has been adjusted recently. Hey!"
"Mr. Song!"
Before the assistant finished reporting the situation, Song Tianxing fell softly to the floor of the laboratory.
"Mr. Song!"
"Go call the doctor!"
Qiao Yang was also frightened by Song Tianxing who suddenly fell to the ground, but he realized that he had to call a doctor first.
Because the Wind Tunnel Base has to protect the medical problems of thousands of people in the base at all times, it always maintains a medical team on call 24 hours a day.
It can provide timely emergency treatment to scientific researchers who have problems in the base.
The patients are then transported by helicopter to a tertiary hospital hundreds of kilometers away.
The doctor came very quickly, and it only took a minute or two to reach the laboratory.
"Spread out, spread out!"
"The doctor is here!"
Song Tianxing's assistant asked everyone to stay a little away from Song Tianxing's body to give him room to breathe.
The doctor first listened to Song Tianxing's heartbeat and breathed a sigh of relief. The heartbeat was still normal.
Then he opened his eyelids and looked at his eyes. The red bloodshot eyes surprised even the experienced doctor.
There were not many problems seen at the scene, but in order to prevent accidents, the doctor asked the stretcher team that followed him to carry Song Tianxing onto the stretcher.
Prepare to go to the base hospital for a more comprehensive examination.
After stopping the fighter jet design team from trying to follow him to the hospital, they only asked Xiao Fu, who had been responsible for Song Tianxing's life, to follow him and prepare to ask about Song Tianxing's condition during this period.
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"What?"
"Song Tianxing fell ill?"
Zhang Xingyang, who was in the base office, couldn't believe it after receiving the call.
After all, when Song Tianxing met him a few days ago, he still looked strong and strong.
Although he is already several decades old, he is very energetic in both work and life.
Why did he fall ill in just a few days? !
However, Zhang Xingyang didn't have time to think too much and hurried to the hospital at the base.
Although there are thousands of people living in the base, few people come to the general hospital.
It only gets more lively during monthly routine physical examinations.
There were especially many people outside the hospital today.
Most of them are colleagues and students of Song Tianxing.
"Mr. Song, how is the situation now?"
Zhang Xingyang saw so many people at the gate and asked immediately.
"Dean Zhang, we don't know Mr. Song's situation now."
Everyone at the door didn't know the specific situation.
Zhang Xingyang could only walk into the hospital helplessly, preparing to ask the doctor how Song Tianxing was doing.
When he walked into the hospital hall, he saw the assistant Xiao Fu running around in circles anxiously.
"Xiao Fu, where is Mr. Song?"
Seeing Zhang Xingyang coming over, Xiao Fu, who was already extremely anxious, collapsed instantly.
The man, who was almost thirty years old, squatted on the ground and started crying.
"Mr. Song, we are still in the operating room rescuing him!"
Xiao Fu said while crying:
"I didn't remind Mr. Song. If he had a good rest, he wouldn't be like this!"
From Xiao Fu's intermittent words, Zhang Xingyang also figured out what was going on.
In the past few days, Song Tianxing worked day and night in order to complete the finalization of the fighter jet as soon as possible.
Although his health had always been good before, he was already in his sixties after all, and his cardiovascular and cerebrovascular conditions were not very good.
Coupled with not resting for a long time, the blood vessels in his mind burst and he fell to the ground.
After Zhang Xingyang heard this, he was also shocked. Song Tianxing was so desperate, obviously he was stimulated by some of the things he mentioned before.
"Mr. Song, you must be safe, otherwise I will become a sinner."
Zhang Xingyang looked at the red light still on in the operating room and prayed silently in his heart.
Maybe prayer really worked, or maybe Song Tianxing himself was blessed with good fortune.
After an arduous hour of waiting, the red light in the operating room finally dimmed.
"Doctor, how is Mr. Song doing?"
Zhang Xingyang hurriedly stepped forward and asked as soon as the doctor came out.
The doctor took off his mask, exhaled and said:
"My life has been saved for the time being, but the conditions of our base hospital are limited, and follow-up treatment will have to be transferred to Beidu."
"Doctor, can his body withstand such a long-distance transport now?"
Although Zhang Xingyang doesn't know much about medical care, he has lived in this era for a long time and knows that patients are prone to various accidents during transportation.
"With helicopter transfer, it doesn't take long and there's no big problem."
The doctor's answer gave Zhang Xingyang and Xiao Fu a reassurance.
"Doctor, hurry up and transfer it. I'll apply for a route."
As Zhang Xingyang spoke, he took out his mobile phone and started to contact the Air Force.
The Air Force has always been responsible for applying for domestic routes. With Zhang Xingyang's friendliness in the Air Force and Song Tianxing's status as the new fighter commander, the route was approved almost instantly.
Half an hour later, Song Tianxing, who had completed the preliminary management, boarded a helicopter bound for Beidu.
He will receive further treatment at the Air Force General Hospital in Beidu. (End of chapter)
