Chapter 87 Cang Long

A month later, Chen Nian put down his studies and came to Shenyang No. 601 Institute.

For him, this is a big day. Compared with the previous J-10 modified test flights and J-8 III test flights, the sensational effect this test flight will create will definitely not be of the same order of magnitude.

Because what we are flying this time is a fourth-generation aircraft.

A fourth-generation aircraft with super stealth performance, super maneuverability, and supersonic cruise. The only thing lacking is situational awareness.

Its appearance seemed like a miracle, and it seemed like a dream, but when the dark gray plane slowly slid out of the hangar, everyone realized one thing clearly:

Our fourth-generation aircraft is really here.

Lin Yongming accompanied Chen Nian. Compared with him, Chen Nian was more like the protagonist - no, he was indeed the protagonist today. However, due to confidentiality requirements, most of the staff participating in the test flight were I just don't know him.

"It is estimated that the pre-flight inspection will take a few hours. Xiaonian, what do you say, should we follow and take a look, or should we take a stroll around the station?"

Lin Yongming asked in a leisurely manner, holding a thermos cup in one hand and a large Northeastern burrito in the other.

If they didn't know his face, no one would be able to tell that he is the leader here.

"Then let's take a stroll around the institute. We're just walking past the test flight ground - can I stroll around?"

Chen Nian remembered that when he came to Institute 601 before, he was not allowed to enter most areas, but with the J-10 and J-8 III flying into the sky, and the green light given to him by He Hongwen, his authority had now reached a certain level. Incredible heights.

"Of course you can... this will be your home from now on. Try not to go except to dangerous places. Just get a pass and go wherever you want. Your identity has been prepared for you."

"Okay... let's go then."

The two left the assembly workshop together and walked leisurely towards the test flight site. On their path, a shadow flying in the sky suddenly attracted Chen Nian's attention.

"Is this an airplane museum?"

he asked curiously.

"Our name is the Aviation Technology Expo Park. It opened in 2001. Do you want to go in and have a look?"

"certainly."

Chen Nian answered without hesitation.

In fact, in his last life, he had planned to make a special trip to this expo park several times, but he missed it every time due to various reasons.

But this time, he definitely had to take a closer look.

When he walked into the park, the first plane that appeared in front of him was a J-5.

Chen Nian stepped forward and touched the speed brakes on both sides of the belly of the aircraft. This was the first time he had seen this design.

"This is a speed brake, a very old design - this aircraft is also very old."

"When it was born, I was just born."

"It was 1951. We were severely damaged by someone else's plane at S-KO. We asked Lao Maozi for help, and they sent us a MiG-17."

"That same year, we began to imitate this aircraft, but it was not until 1956 that the J-5 officially made its first flight."

"Look, this one is 56719. This is the date of its first flight - but it is not the real No. 1 aircraft. The No. 1 aircraft was soon scrapped due to malfunction. It is a pity."

"Look at its weapon system. Air combat mainly relies on three cannons. There are two hardpoints under the wings that can hang 200 kilograms of aerial bombs."

"This set of weapons was the most powerful weapon we had at the time, but compared to others, it was actually not good enough."

"People already had fire control radars at that time, how to use them?"

"But having said that, we actually have a lot of achievements. Whether it's the east or the south, we have shot them down, but"

"Every victory requires a lot of lives."

At this point, Lin Yongming sighed, and Chen Nian didn't say anything more, just followed him and continued walking forward.

"This is a JJ-1. It doesn't have much story. But, we have many pilots who grew up on this aircraft. I have flown it several times - of course I am not the Air Force, I am just inspecting it."

"Well, this is the JJ-6, this is the J-6, the J-6 has something to say."

"Don't look at the design of this thing, which looks backward now. Its battle damage ratio is 0 to 26, and it has fought against F-4 and F10."

"This plane is still flying, you can see it."

"Even, a long time ago, it chased the SR-71"

Hearing this, Chen Nian's eyes couldn't help but flash.

If an aircraft made more than 50 years ago is going to compete with the most advanced high-speed reconnaissance aircraft, the result is of course self-evident.

No matter which angle you think about it, there is an inexplicable sense of tragedy.

I know I can't do it but I do it, even though thousands of people are going to do it.

This is probably unique to this nation, a decisive romance.

Continuing to move forward, Lin Yongming pointed to an airplane and said:

"Do you know this one? He's very famous."

"Strong Wujia, there is no turning back, and we move forward indomitably. The maximum combat radius is only 600 kilometers. If we conduct an ultra-low-altitude raid, the combat radius will not even reach 400."

"His only purpose is to carry a tactical nuclear bomb, use his body to accelerate the bomb to penetration speed, and then dump the 100,000-ton bomb on the enemy's head."

"Cyclonus One, starts with Cyclonus and ends with Cyclone."

"Many of you young people now call the Jianba the Eighth Master. In fact, in the eyes of our generation, the Jianba is the master."

"It's too tragic and too crazy, just like us in that era. If two bombs are the sword of the Republic, then it is the hand holding the sword."

After finishing speaking, Lin Yongming shook his head.

"We don't need it now, and hopefully we never need it again."

The two continued to walk forward. Lin Yongming took Chen Nian to look at the J-7 and J-8 again, and finally stopped at the edge of the expo park.

At this time, the test flight site had appeared in their sight.

The dark gray fighter plane was strolling on the runway, making final preparations before taking off.

It is so calm, so confident, so elegant and powerful.

Compared with the old, backward, and even rusty fighter planes around Chen Nian, it looked like an alien creation.

——

but.

Chen Nian knows.

Like the aging fighter planes around us, it was also produced by a group of passionate and naive hands.

Once upon a time, these "predecessors" guarded this sky in incredible ways.

And now, the younger generations have also shouldered their own burden.

This inheritance from generation to generation has actually never been interrupted.

"Are you leaving? It looks like our Canglong 1 is about to take off."

Lin Yongming asked.

Chen Nian was silent for a moment and finally shook his head.

"Let's just watch it from here."

"That's fine."

The two stopped talking. Soon after, Lin Yongming's intercom heard Lei Gang's report. He simply gave the order. As Lei Gang counted down, the fighter plane taxied to the take-off runway.

Flames spurted out, and the vector nozzle adjusted the optimal spray angle. After a brief glide, Canglong 1 rose from the ground!

A huge roar sounded, really like the roar of a dragon.

The dark gray shadow shone charmingly under the sunlight. Chen Nian stared blankly at the shadow flying up and down. He seemed to have a thousand words to say, but he couldn't utter a single word.

A few minutes later, Canglong swooped down, then quickly pulled up and leveled, breaking the sound barrier in the air at an astonishing speed, and quickly passed over the heads of Chen Nian and Lin Yongming.

The bursting sound made Chen Nian's eardrums hurt, and the old planes beside him also let out slight, trembling groans as if in response.

At this moment, Chen Nian suddenly felt something in his heart.

A new warrior has stepped onto the stage that belongs to him.

But veterans will not die.

These veterans will never fade away.
Chapter completed!