The fighter jet landed.
Furthermore, he had already drunk a few rounds of water. He had achieved his goal of expressing his condolences. Wang Jianghai stood up and prepared to leave.
"Battalion Commander Zhao."
"Since there is a mission."
"Then we'll take our leave first!"
Hearing Wang Jianghai's words, Battalion Commander Zhao quickly smiled and asked him to stay.
"It's fine."
" Airplanes are daily training."
"After replenishing the fuel."
"They took off to continue their training.”
"Uncle Wang, you can't leave!"
"We have to eat lunch!"
At the same time, he said to the guard beside him,
"Inform the cooks."
"Arrange lunch!"
While the two of them were exchanging pleasantries, Wang Ye, Zhang Heng, and Li Baohong were all looking at the plane outside. They were focused and excited!
To the two young men, it was only because they saw a fighter jet.
As for Wang Ye.
Countless thoughts were running through his mind. How could he determine which plane had a problem? How could he stop this problematic fighter jet from taking off?
Thinking of this…
Looking at his father and Battalion Commander Zhao who were still pulling each other, Wang Ye chuckled and said,
"Father."
"Since Battalion Commander Zhao has already said so.”
"Why don't we stay for dinner?"
"I haven't eaten the food cooked by the army's kitchen!”
"Alright?"
Wang Jianghai was stunned when he heard his son's words. He clearly remembered that his son had said that he wouldn't eat lunch when he asked about his condolences!
Why did he suddenly change his mind?
Battalion Commander Zhao laughed and said,"
"Right!"
"Wang Ye is right!"
"Uncle Wang, you should stay and try it too!"
In Battalion Commander Zhao's eyes, Wang Ye was just an ordinary young man. Naturally, Wang Ye acted like an ordinary young man and made a small request.
"Battalion Commander Zhao."
"I've liked airplanes since I was young, and I'm a mechanic.”
"Can I go down and take a look at the plane?”
"I've never seen a fighter jet before!"
Hearing Wang Ye's words, the two young men beside him also looked forward to it.
When Battalion Commander Zhao heard Wang Ye's request, he waved his hand and said with a smile,
"Of course you can."
"But because I have a mission."
"So we can only stand outside the track and watch.”
"We can't get close!"
Hearing this, Zhang Heng and Li Baohong were instantly ecstatic. Wang Ye quickly nodded and said,
"Thank you, Battalion Commander Zhao!"
"Then will you come with us?"
Of course, Battalion Commander Zhao had to bring these people with him to prevent them from accidentally delaying the mission. Then, under Battalion Commander Zhao's lead, the group of people came downstairs and walked towards the hangar.
At this moment.
It was already ten o'clock in the morning. Wang Ye remembered very clearly that the accident happened about half an hour later!
Wang Ye, who was burning with anxiety, pretended to be excited.
However, if one looked into his eyes, one could see how anxious he was!
"What should we do?"
"Which plane is it?"
"How do we stop it?"
Countless plans flashed through Wang Ye's mind, but he felt that none of them were feasible!
At the same time.
Battalion Commander Zhao, who was walking beside him, saw Wang Ye's solemn gaze. He thought that the plane had attracted all of Wang Ye's attention, so he smiled and introduced it to Wang Ye.
"Wang Ye!"
" The fighter jet you see now."
"It's our country's current advanced Zhan-8 fighter plane!”
"It's a heavy fighter aircraft with powerful combat strength!”
"Even our current Air Force has only been equipped for a few years, and there aren't many of them. You're quite lucky to see them!”
"It's much more powerful than the Zhan-7 and Zhan-6 fighter jets!”
"It's a weapon that protects China's blue sky!”
"Even internationally."
"This is also the most advanced fighter jet!”
Hearing the content of Battalion Commander Zhao's proud tone, Wang Ye sighed in his heart. What Battalion Commander Zhao said before was the truth. The Zhan-8 fighter jet only passed all tests in the 1980s and began small-scale production and equipment.
However, the current Zhan-8 was vastly different from the Zhan-8 that was often seen on the internet in the future!
In front of Wang Ye was the original version of the Zhan-8. The nose was an air intake, and there was not even a radar!
It was true that it was more powerful than Zhan-7 and Zhan-6.
Wang Ye admitted that it was a weapon to protect China's airspace.
But the last two sentences.
Wang Ye could only sigh at the fact that it was the most advanced fighter jet in the world. He could just treat it as Battalion Commander Zhao bragging to himself!
However, there was another reason.
China was still closed off from the rest of the world. To a certain extent, it was disconnected from the rest of the world!
Not to mention Battalion Commander Zhao, even the higher-ups of the military did not know.
Now.
In the north, Mao Xiong's cross-generation heavy fighter Su-27 had already begun production and would be mass-produced next year. The Millikan F-15 had been equipped for more than ten years!
The world's first fifth-generation fighter jet, the Raptor F-22, had already begun development!
It was precisely because of this.
Wang Ye felt extremely sad because in the next few decades, countless soldiers of the Air Force would fly fighter jets that were one or even two generations behind the enemy.
They were protecting their motherland with their lives!
From the 81192 that couldn't return to the Zhan-20, only God knew how much grievance and despair there was!
Twenty years later.
A post would appear on a well-known military forum.
Q: In the face of an attack from a fifth-generation F-22, if we use a large number of Zhan-8 fighter jets to carry out a saturated impact, consume the enemy's missiles, and attack in a suicidal manner, can we block it?
When this question was asked.
He would know.
How desperate were the military fans of that era?
A saturated attack was the last method they could think of, and also the last hope in their hearts!
Otherwise, when faced with a raptor that was like a sci-fi fighter jet, there would only be despair!
"Eh?"
"Wang Ye, why are you crying?"
"No way!"
"Is he too excited?"
At this moment, Battalion Commander Zhao suddenly noticed that tears were flowing down from Wang Ye's red eyes. He couldn't help but ask with a smile.
"I'm fine."
"The wind blew the sand."
"I'm blind!"
Wang Ye wiped his tears as he looked at the fighter jet that had finished refilling its fuel and was about to take off.
At the same time, Wang Ye had already made up his mind.
Even if he had to throw a tantrum.
He had to organize the take-off of these planes! The fighter jet was important, but the pilot was even more important!
but at that moment
Amidst the deafening roar of the engine, Wang Ye suddenly heard a discordant noise from the fighter jet not far away!
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