Chinese engineering university.
Male Dorm 404.
The four people in Luo Fei's dormitory, plus the three people in the neighboring dormitory, made up a total of seven graduate students sitting around a table.
The seven of them were ready to discuss a topic that would determine their future research direction.
Luo Fei flipped through his phone and was a little puzzled. With such heaven-defying comprehension, why didn't he understand the manufacturing principle of the phone?
He didn't know that the rumors about his plan to set up the Southern Heavenly Gate had spread to the extreme.
After a while.
Seeing that no one spoke, Luo Fei put down his phone and spoke first,"
"Let's discuss now. The seven of us, should we work together on this unmanned aerial combat aircraft?”
Zhang Tao took a big gulp of iced cola, burped, and said,
"Brothers, is this reliable?”
"The sound of the environment is all about following Yingchan. Aren't we being a little too whimsical?”
Zhang Tao's words silenced everyone.
This was indeed the sound of the environment:
"Crossing the river by feeling the eagle sauce!"
But at the same time, this was also the loudest criticism of China's military industry.
"You only know how to plagiarize, not to create new ideas!"
"We are still students!"
At this time, Chen Zhe, who had always advocated imitating the Yingchan F-22, said,"
"It is precisely because we are still students that we should have the courage to find a new direction of development!”
"To be honest, I don't have any ideas about Old Luo's unmanned aerial combat aircraft. However, if I can develop a completely different fighter aircraft from Yingchan, I would like to give it a try!”
"And the most important thing…"
Chen Zhe looked at Luo Fei, who was sitting opposite him, and said,"
"Old Luo and I have been fighting for first place for six years, but we were always suppressed by him!”
"So, if you want to find someone who knows him better, it must be me!”
"I believe that Luo Fei should already have a relatively mature, at least theoretically feasible plan!”
Luo Fei was stunned for a moment before he smiled.
"Tsk!"
He Qiang touched his arm and complained,
"Why do I feel that the two of you are suddenly a little gay?”
"Shouldn't the person who understands Old Luo the most be Sun Xiao Yu who has always been inseparable from him?”
"Old Chen, what are you trying to do by interfering?”
"Get lost!"
Chen Zhe rolled his eyes.
Everyone laughed. Then, their expressions became serious again.
"Let me state my opinion."
Li Tong from the dormitory next door said,
"My main research direction is the intelligent system. It's quite suitable for drones.”
"I'm using invisibility paint."
Zhang Feng shrugged.
The last one was Wang Ziqi, who was researching missiles. He smiled and said,
"As I said before, the unmanned combat aircraft always needs to be equipped with missiles, right?”
"If it really doesn't work, I can also study flight control.”
Luo Fei couldn't help but laugh.
It seemed that everyone had a lot of ideas about collaborating to develop an unmanned aerial combat aircraft.
As expected, the younger they were, the more reckless they were.
At this moment, Zhang Tao suggested,"
"Everyone, since you want to make fighter jets, why don't you just make fighter jets that carry people?”
"Although I'm researching drones, if I can make an aerospace fighter jet, even if it's a fighter jet against an F-22, I think it's cooler than an unmanned fighter jet. What do you think?”
Everyone was stunned.
That's right!
Since they had already made fighter planes, why not make fighter planes that could carry people?
And he could even match it with an F-22!
Luo Fei's mind moved.
He picked up a piece of A4 paper on the table, grabbed a pen, and started drawing.
Seeing this, the other six people looked over.
However, he also picked up a pen and paper and started drawing.
They were not bystanders, but participants. They definitely had their own thoughts.
Doing research.
He couldn't just sit in a meeting and talk.
Pick up a pen and paper, write or draw something, and then discuss.
Only then could he be more targeted.
About fifteen minutes later.
Luo Fei put down his pen first and looked at the two sketches of the two models that he had drawn from memory on the two A4 papers.
He had a final thought about the collaboration this time.
Then, he marked the names next to the two models.
When he looked up again, he saw that the others were already looking at him. He stood up the two pieces of A4 paper and said,
"I drew two sketches of the model.”
"This is the unmanned aerial combat aircraft from the Southern Heavenly Gate project. I call it the Mystic Fairy!”
"This is the aerospace fighter jet from the Southern Heavenly Gate project. I call it the White Emperor!”
Luo Fei finished his sentence.
The six of them widened their eyes and quickly stood up to look at the two sketches.
"F * ck! Wasn't the design of this model a little too sci-fi?”
"Beautiful! The model was beautiful, and so was the name! Not bad, Luo Fei. As expected of the Southern Heavenly Gate Plan!”
"Brothers, I feel that after looking at these two sketches and thinking about the F-22, it's just so-so.”
"That's different. The F-22 is something that already exists, and this is just a sketch.”
"What should I do? After looking at these two sketches, I want to do both!”
"Yeah, what should we do? Which one is Bi She going to do?"
The eyes of the six people finally moved away from the sketch and looked at Luo Fei.
"Only children make choices."
Luo Fei grinned and clenched his fists in front of his chest.
"We're adults, so we naturally want everything!”
“？？？”
“！！！”
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