kingnovel Chapter 212 World's First Flight (Part 2)
Chapter 212 World's First Flight (Part 2)
November 26, Thursday, sunny.
Shenyang Aircraft Corporation 611 Research Institute, inside the huge hangar.
The two "Xuanniao" aircraft completed all preparations.
The spare one was pulled into a corner to avoid being photographed.
Zhou Hang was wearing an orange work suit and a helmet, standing on the belly of the black bird, with the work board in his hand ticked one by one.
A pilot, selected from the best of the best and the strongest in the entire army, is holding his helmet and confirming the entire process of the "first flight" with the staff.
If Bai Xi were here, he would recognize that this was the one who provided "live-fire escort" and achieved the first kill of a fifth-generation aircraft in the world.
He is also one of the pilots who is most familiar with the "Xuanniao". After a long period of running-in, he and this "Xuanniao" have become old friends.
But this time, the old friend has new changes, with black lines painted on it, which looks a bit special.
The pilot looked up at the "Xuanniao" in a trance.
Zhou Hang said: "Don't worry, there is nothing wrong with the machine."
The pilot was stunned, shook his head and said, "Mr. Zhou, I'm not nervous, I'm excited."
Zhou Hang nodded: "Good luck!"
The pilot nodded, climbed the ladder, sat in the cockpit, lowered the canopy, and gave a thumbs-up sign.
The members of the maintenance team gradually left, leaving all the space to the Xuanniao facing the hangar door.
Outside the hangar, the military's dedicated photographer had already pointed his camera at the closed door.
On television across the country, Yangma's channels 1, 7, and 10 began broadcasting special programs half an hour ago, all of which were related to national defense and aviation.
At 13:55, a special live broadcast was suddenly interrupted.
The tightly closed hangar appeared on the televisions of thousands of households.
"Dear audience, I am now in Shenyang, Liaoning Province, attending a special maiden flight ceremony."
"Our reporter reports that today, our army..."
“The one behind me now is…”
Some people are slurping noodles, some are slacking off, some are chatting, and some are daydreaming.
They all felt that the images on TV...
Seems important.
Similarly, these public channels were captured by intelligence agencies around the world almost at the same time, and they all turned their attention to the city of Shen in Xia State.
Some were shocked, some were gloomy, and some were disdainful.
But no matter what the outside world speculates, it will not affect the people in the 611 Institute.
Inside the hangar, Guan Yuanchao shouted into the microphone: "Engine cold start!"
The tail nozzle of the Xuanniao was slightly contracted and adjusted, and a scorching flame was ignited from it.
"Attention all units, open the hangar doors!"
The two steel doors slowly opened.
The hangar, which was not too dark to begin with, now looked like a stark contrast between night and day against the backdrop of the dazzling sunlight outside the door.
A bright gap continued to expand, finally revealing the runway and blue sky behind it.
It's like the gate of heaven opening.
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At the far end of the runway, the filming team focused their cameras on the open hangar.
A huge silver-gray aircraft with black lines appeared before our eyes.
The reporters' voices became louder.
"Everyone, what's slowly sailing out now is our country's independently developed and produced twin-engine heavy stealth fighter, and it's also the most advanced fifth-generation fighter in the world!!!"
As the entire body of "Xuanniao" walked out of the hangar, bursts of exclamations were heard from the stands.
“This is huge!”
"Is this our fifth-generation aircraft?"
“So beautiful, so beautiful!”
Bai Xi smiled and clapped his hands.
"Pa" "Pa" "Pa"
The applause was gentle at first, as if everyone was still in shock, but finally became rapid and enthusiastic.
The audience gave their applause generously, even though the "Xuanniao" in the distance could not hear it.
The "Xuanniao" slowly stopped in the middle of the runway. The engine behind it became increasingly hotter and hotter, and the high-temperature air caused some visual fluctuations in the tail.
Many people think that it is a remarkable thing that the "Xuanniao" can make a public appearance and take off smoothly.
Most viewers, including tens of millions of people watching TV, cannot perceive the specific parameters and cannot understand its level of advancement.
In the eyes of many people, the most advanced things in our motherland are at best second-rate in the international arena.
But this time, we really have to "draw the sword".
After receiving instructions from the tower, the pilot prepared to give the world a little shock of the crushing times and pressed the "Liang Yi Stealth Start" button in the cockpit.
There was no buzzing, no vibration, but everyone imitated a technological sound effect in their minds.
I saw a wave of fish-scale-like ripples surging rapidly on the surface of the black bird, covering the entire body in less than a second.
This giant, 21.2 meters long, 12.88 meters wide and 4.69 meters high, instantly changed its surface from metallic silver-gray to a dazzling mirror color.
The black striped pattern on its body does not reduce the beauty of the mirror color, but instead adds a touch of mystery to the "Xuanniao".
"Fuck!"
"Oh my god! What is this!"
"What happened? How did this happen?!"
"wtf!"
"Masaka!"
In the stands, behind TV screens, around the world.
Countless people seemed to have their brains paused.
What technology is this?
Is this technology that should exist on Earth?
What route? What purpose? What function?
Doubts, doubts, and fears!
Surprise, amazement, exclamation!
Xiao Rui looked at Bai Xi with some confusion. He had also participated in the last maiden flight, so he naturally knew what the original Xuanniao should look like.
Bai Xi smiled and said, "Just a little bit of disguise, let them guess."
Yes, let them guess.
Not only the global intelligence agencies, but also military fans are scratching their heads and ordinary audiences are baffled.
Those children who accidentally changed the channel to Yang Ma thought they were watching cartoons.
In the camera, the reporter's voice was trembling, and it took him a long time to organize his words: "The Xuanniao uses a brand-new stealth technology, with stealth performance far exceeding that of the current fifth-generation aircraft. This is a completely new technological route that is completely independent of my country..."
Due to the limitations of his profession, he can only express himself in official and rigorous language.
But in his heart, he just wanted to shout out: Motherland Mom is so awesome!!!
After two minutes of static display of the "mirror color" mode, the tail flame behind the Xuanniao became thicker and thicker.
After getting permission from the tower, the pilot began to accelerate.
The acceleration was so rapid and so smooth.
In just a few hundred meters, it rushed into the sky with unparalleled power.
Bai Xi frowned slightly, thinking that the organization still had a trick up its sleeve...
The take-off distance is about 400 meters...
During the last maiden flight, the takeoff distance on flat ground should have been within 200 meters.
Is this another smokescreen, supposedly to conceal the compatibility of aircraft carriers?
Of course, ordinary people cannot feel the difference, and they just cheer as the "Xuanniao" raises its head.
The moment the "Xuanniao" raised its head and rushed towards the sky, an old man in the first row suddenly stood up.
Lu San saluted towards the sky with a smile.
There is no word or meaning, but at this moment, only this action can express his joy and excitement.
An old soldier beside him was obviously confused, but when he saw Brother Lu's straight back, some blurry images surged in his mind.
That is, those are...
What is it......
I can't remember.
He struggled to stand up from the wheelchair.
Lu San gave him a hand and whispered, "Can you still stand up, old friend?"
The old soldier did not answer, but stood up tremblingly and stubbornly.
I imitated Brother Lu, raised my hand, and saluted the sky.
He couldn't see clearly what was flying in the sky.
In the chaotic and decadent thoughts, the faces of comrades appeared inexplicably.
Those old friends who were braver and more heroic than him, but who never saw even a glimpse of their new motherland.
The veterans in the first row had no one to command them, no one to give them orders.
Some struggled to stand up, while others could only sit upright in their wheelchairs.
Salute to the sky.
They were not, they were saluting the pilot.
Not really, facing the Xuanniao.
But it is towards our motherland, which has become better and better over the past century.