I Am the Grandson of the Second Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Earning 100 Million Taels at the Beginn

The shooting range is located in the northeast corner of the Space Department, where there are already more than a dozen large balloons floating in the sky. Later, Gao Hang will use the airborne machine gun to shoot these balloons to test the combat performance of the aircraft in the air.

"The emperor, the emperor, your highness, the shooting has begun!"

After contacting Gao Hang, the minister of space and space asked someone to fetch some telescopes, handed them to Mr. Zhu Zhangui and others, and briefly talked about the next test items.

"it is good!"

The old man, who was in a very good mood when the plane took off, happily took over the binoculars and looked at the shooting position.

The balloons flying in the sky are all painted in bright colors, which can be seen clearly at a glance.

Gao Hang, who was driving the fighter, took a deep breath, found a handle in the cabin and pulled it hard, opened the safety of the machine gun, then adjusted the fighter, and flew towards the balloon.

Shooting in the air is different from the ground. The plane flies very fast. Although it is hundreds of meters away from the target, it will pass by in the blink of an eye.

So how to save ammunition and how to accurately hit the target is a test of the driver's reaction and experience.

After the plane drew a large circle in the air and hovered high, Gao Hang found a perfect angle, pushed the joystick forward slightly, and the fighter plane ran obliquely towards the target quickly.

1 kilometer, 800 meters, 600 meters, 300 meters...

When reaching a distance of 300 meters, Gao Hang pressed the shooting button on the joystick, and the coaxial machine gun in front of the nose flashed fire instantly.

As a latecomer, although Zhu Zhangui is not a military expert, he still knows a little about the principles of fighter jets during World War I and World War II under the influence of the big news in the market outlook.

For example, the coaxial machine gun was proposed by him.

At the beginning, the Ministry of Space and Space had a headache, how could it not hit the front propeller when the machine gun fired.

They tried many methods, but they couldn't get the desired result.

Later, in desperation, I reported the news, wanting Zhu Zhangui to announce it to the world, to see if he could find someone capable.

As a result, as soon as the news on this side was passed on, the result was given on the other side.

Zhu Zhangui doesn't know much about the coaxial principle, but he still knows the general idea and framework.

After he told the Ministry of Space and Space about his ideas, he asked the Ministry of Space and Space to study and explore by himself.

After many experiments and failures again and again, the Ministry of Space and Space finally perfectly researched the coaxial shooting method, which solved the most troublesome problem of fighter jets except the engine.

"Da da da……"

A long tongue of flame spewed out from the front of the aircraft, adding a chain of bullets to pull the bullets, forming a perfect long whip in the air, and slammed it hard on the balloon.

"Oh!"

The balloon filled with hydrogen gas was hit by bullets and flares, and a dazzling fireball exploded.

"it is good!"

With one hit, everyone in the viewing platform applauded again and again, the old man even laughed out loud, and slapped Zhu Zhangui who was by his side fiercely.

"Hahaha, you are right, brat, this thing is simply the nemesis of airships."

"Although the airship is good, after all, it is too big and too slow. Compared with this fighter jet, it is not 01:30."

Zhu Zhangui smiled slightly, "Grandpa, this is just the beginning, and there are more things that will satisfy you later."

"Oh, really?" The old man became interested, and laughed, "Okay, then I'll wait and see what kind of surprises the plane can bring me."

Accurately hit the target, and Gao Hang's heart was relieved.

As the first pilot of Ming Dynasty to fly a fighter plane into the sky, and the first time to fly a fighter plane to shoot an air target, he was under a lot of pressure.

What's more, there is the emperor below, the emperor and the prince and others watching, if the shooting fails, it is a trivial matter to lose face, and it may affect his future career.

Now the Ming Air Force is still affiliated with the Ministry of Aeronautics and has not yet become independent.

According to the gossip he got, once the aircraft is officially in service, the Air Force will become a separate service like the Navy and Army.

The top figures of the Air Force will also be selected from among the Air Force generals.

As the captain of the first team of the aviation team, he is qualified to compete for these positions, so he knew that piloting a fighter plane experiment was very dangerous, so he still chose to take this task.

Life is a gamble, bet on turning a bicycle into a motorcycle.

If he wins the bet, he will become a high-level general in the imperial court in the future, and he will no longer be an unknown little scholar before.

Pull up, dive, shoot.

The light bullets flew in the air, and the balloons were hit perfectly one by one, bursting into clusters of brilliant flames.

"it is good!"

When the last balloon exploded, there was another burst of applause from the auditorium.

"What's next!"

Seeing that all the balloons had been hit, the old man asked the minister of aerospace who was accompanying him what experiment to do next.

"Back to the Supreme Emperor, the next step is high-altitude climbing and dive bombing."

The old man nodded, waiting for the next performance.

He didn't know how dangerous the next two tests would be, but Zhu Zhangui knew that only the next two tests could test the true performance of a fighter.

The speed of the plane is not an important thing for the current era.

An airplane assembled with a motorcycle engine like the Ming Dynasty is enough to crush the entire world within a hundred years, and even after a few hundred years, no country may be able to surpass it.

This is not Zhu Zhangui's arrogance, but the gap between knowledge accumulation and industrial strength.

The engine alone is enough for the ghosts in the West to study for hundreds of years.As for whether they have hundreds of years for their research, it depends on how long they can resist attack.

Although Daming is currently exploring, but with real objects for comparison and so much new knowledge to instill, it is only a matter of time before this problem is solved.

"Gaohang, start flying at high altitude!"

After receiving the instructions from the old man, the minister of aerospace gave Gao Hang an order to fly to high altitudes.

After receiving the order, Gao Hang replied with a serious "yes", reached out to pick up the mask hanging beside him, put it on his face, and opened the oxygen valve.

Countless pioneers of later generations traded blood and death for experience, so that the air force that was just born in Ming Dynasty successfully avoided many troubles.

Breathing the invigorating oxygen, Gao Hang swung the joystick, the fighter jet headed up, and the three engines roared deafeningly, flying into the sky like sharp arrows.

This scene was not only seen by the people on the viewing platform, but also the people of the capital who had been attracted by the strange sound for a long time, also saw a black spot in the northeast corner of the capital, rising straight into the sky.

"what is that!"

A businessman who just came from other places couldn't help but let out an exclamation when he saw the black dot flying into the sky.

"Oh country bumpkin, you don't even know about airships!"

A beggar beside him curled his lips in disdain when he heard the exclamation of the foreign businessman.

"What kind of airship, I have seen an airship, it is very big, and it flies into the sky very slowly, this thing is so small, and it flies so fast, how could it be an airship, you stinky beggar don't understand, don't mess around explain."

Being despised by a beggar, the out-of-town businessman instantly lost face and gave the beggar a hard look.

The beggar didn't bother to talk to him, so he found a warm place, closed his eyes and rested.

He interrupted just now, apart from despising the foreigner, the main purpose was to attract the attention of the other party, arouse the curiosity of the other party, so that he can show off, so he can get some money or food from it, so that he can spend a new year .

In the end, the other party didn't want to eat this, so naturally he wouldn't waste his time talking, and let's sleep to save some energy.

"The investigators are here!"

Suddenly someone yelled at the entrance of the street, and the beggar who was lying on the ground suddenly jumped up from the ground. Under the shocked expression of the businessman, he picked up his broken bowl and stick and ran away.

A team of officials in black brocade uniforms ran past. The leader was a man with a grim expression, and a guy with a bruised nose and a swollen face was tied to his horse.

"It scared me to death. I thought it was catching beggars."

"It's true that the imperial court has delayed who we are beggars. It has to arrange work for us. We eat and sleep every day like this. How comfortable we are when we sleep and eat. Idiots go to work hard."

The beggar ran back unsteadily again, found the corner and lay down just now.

The businessman who hadn't left yet rolled his eyes, looked at the rotten beggar, and couldn't help cursing.

"It's really rotten wood that can't be carved!"

"Crench!"

As the fighter plane rose higher and higher, the engine power of the plane began to drop, and there was a creaking sound from the airframe.

"Gao... thorn... Hang... thorn... you... thorn..."

Intermittent voices came from the walkie-talkie, and Gao Hang couldn't hear what was being said on the other side.

At this time, he was already 3 meters above the ground, and the coldness in the air and the strong wind made him tremble all over.

The environment was so harsh, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

According to estimates on the ground, this fighter plane can support up to 3500 meters to 4 kilometers. At this time, he has just climbed to a distance of 3 kilometers, so he is not reconciled to giving up like this.

If he gave up today, maybe the people below would not say anything about him, but there will definitely be brothers who will continue to take this risk in the future.

Now that he had come to this step, he was only one step away from the final test, and he didn't want other brothers to take the risk.

Many brothers in the team already have wives and children, and even those who are not married have already been engaged. Only he, the captain, is still a bachelor.

He didn't want those brothers to take risks, in case something happened, how should he explain to those brothers and sisters.

Therefore, he is the only one to take this risk. This is the duty of his captain, and it is also what a brother should do.

Taking a deep breath of oxygen, Gao Hang gritted his teeth and stepped up the accelerator.

The aircraft engine roared unbearably, and it continued to fly upwards under the impetus of Gao Hang.

3100 meters, 3200 meters, 3300 meters…

When reaching 3400 meters, the alarm bell sounded inside the cabin.

This is to remind the driver that the kinetic energy of the engine has been exerted to the limit, and it cannot be further boosted, otherwise there will be a danger of flameout or combustion explosion.

Looking at the altimeter, Gao Hang sighed deeply, and pushed the joystick, the plane that was originally climbing, began to fall rapidly.

"Dirty, dirty..."

The ear-piercing sound of bagpipes sounded, and Zhu Zhangui closed his eyes contentedly listening to the rapid sound.

If there are future generations of military fans here, they will definitely hear this sound, which is exactly the sound made by the Stuka dive bombing.

This kind of bagpipe was added on purpose by Zhu Zhangui. Its purpose is to intimidate the morale and courage of the enemy in future battles with the enemy.

Don't underestimate this bagpipe. In the later World War II, Stuka was called a death vulture by the Allies, and it was as famous as the head of state's chainsaw.

In war, sometimes psychological attacks are often more violent than actual blows.

Zhu Zhangui didn't know that his wicked behavior brought endless psychological pressure to the enemies who would fight in the future.

It was this voice, the voice that sounded for the first time in this world, and became a nightmare that could never be erased from the hearts of Ming's enemies in the future.

Those white-skinned pigs in the West even called this voice the bagpipe of Death.

It means that as long as this sound sounds, the god of death will come, ruthlessly harvesting the life in the world.

The extreme speed dive is the biggest test for the aircraft. If the internal structure of some fighters is not strong, or there is a problem with the engine, under the strong pressure of the extreme speed dive, it is easy to cause the engine to stall, or the body is unstable and directly disintegrated.

The most famous of them is the zero type of the little pumpkin.

So for a fighter plane, speed, high-altitude climb, and extreme dive are the biggest factors.

In contrast, various weapons and bombs are actually only secondary.

As long as it can withstand these three tests, the aircraft is an excellent combat tool.

"Huhuhu..."

As the fighter plane dived at a high speed, strong pressure came suddenly, and this strong pressure made Gao Hang almost out of breath.

"Hold on, hold on..."

Everyone in the viewing platform watched the fighter plane start to dive, and they all stood up nervously. Zhu Zhangui, the minister of aerospace, and the technical craftsmen kept muttering, hold steady.

This fighter does not have an automatic ignition device. Once it is turned off in the air, the pilot has the only option to abandon the aircraft and parachute.

And once Gao Hang abandons the plane and jumps out, it means that the test has failed. The fighter plane needs to continue to be improved, and the time to enter the military service will also be infinitely delayed.

In fact, everyone knows that at a distance of more than 3000 meters, for a fighter plane that dives to the limit, the pilot simply has no time to parachute.

Once the engine has an accident, the fighter plane loses control or even disintegrates, Gao Hang will have no chance of surviving.

In the blink of an eye, the record dived over a thousand meters. Although the aircraft engine was a little unstable, it was still running.

The distance of 2 kilometers slid quickly, and finally reached the required lifting distance.

It's not that the distance cannot be lowered, but that the performance of the fighter plane cannot be maximized.

With the engine and specific structure of the current fighter plane, it is 100% to be pulled up at the limit of a few hundred meters from the ground, and it will be [-]% shattered when it is turned off.

Therefore, the supplementary plan made by the Ministry of Space and Space for Gao Hang is to dive down from the sky and achieve a stable record at a large angle when it is a thousand meters above the ground.

Grasping the joystick tightly, Gao Hang gathered all his strength and pulled the fighter plane tightly, trying hard to make the record who was still diving down look up or turn around.

"Pull it up...you can turn around, turn around..."

But for some reason, the fighter plane did not raise its head or adjust its direction as expected, but continued to fly down quickly.

Seeing that the fighter plane did not respond, the Minister of Aerospace and other technical craftsmen rushed out of the viewing stand, holding the walkie-talkie, and shouting loudly at the sky.

"Why did the damn fighter come from here? What does Gao Hang want to do? Is he crazy!"

"Dad, get up for me!"

The people below are anxious, and Gao Hang is even more anxious. This is related to his life. What's more terrible is that the direction the fighter plane is aiming at is still the viewing platform. .

Gao Hang, who was in a hurry, was sweating all over his head. He was so anxious that he called Fighter Ji his father.

"Woooooooo..."

Perhaps it was the sound of kissing that played a role. The fighter plane, which was originally diving down to the limit, finally raised its head when it was 500 meters above the ground.

"My mother, you scared me to death!"

Seeing the fighter plane pull up again, the minister of aerospace collapsed to the ground.

He was really scared to death just now, but the fighter plane rushed towards the viewing platform in a daze.

Although discovering this situation, the prince has already taken the emperor, the emperor, and others to run away, but don’t forget that the fighter plane is carrying a 50-jin bomb. With the speed of the fighter plane, the emperor and others can’t escape at all. .

"There is definitely something wrong with this pilot, Dad, when he comes down later, immediately arrest him and put him in Jinyiwei."

Zhu Gaosui, who had escaped with his life, pointed to the fighter plane flying in the distance with a pale face, and raised his doubts.

"Second Uncle, it was just an accident. He couldn't see the bottom in the air at all. He didn't know where he swooped."

Zhu Zhangui, who ran wildly with his father on his back, explained for the pilot.

This was an accident, Zhu Zhangui is certain.

Ever since an accident happened in the craftsman camp, Zhu Zhangui has been very strict with the internal review, especially the precious arms of pilots, each of whom has been checked for several generations, and his loyalty to the imperial court is absolutely no problem.

In addition, when the pilot dives down in the air, his sight may be affected due to various reasons, and he does not know where he dived, so Zhu Zhangui can be sure that this is an accident.

The old man nodded, pondered for a while and said: "Punish him with one month's salary as a warning."

After the accident just now, the old man did not go back to the viewing stand, but watched with a telescope at a place that was confirmed safe in the distance.

The fighter plane flew far away from the space department, and Gao Hang stabilized.

I don't know what happened just now, the joystick suddenly failed, and it didn't recover until now.

"Gao Hang, what happened just now? Do you know that you almost got into a catastrophe!"

The roar of the Minister of Aerospace came from the walkie-talkie. The voice was so loud that Gao Hang could feel the saliva spraying out of the walkie-talkie.

"Report to the minister, the joystick suddenly failed just now, and it has just been controlled now. The specific reason is still unclear."

"Fuck, you can't be a bitch. If you want to die, you can find another place to die. You almost dragged everyone from the Space Department to the underworld just now."

Although he knew it wasn't the pilot's fault, the minister of space and space couldn't help but spout wildly.

Hearing the roar from the walkie-talkie, Gao Hang was also afraid for a while.

He really didn't pay attention just now, how could he know that the place where he dived turned out to be the viewing platform.

For this reason, he snapped the joystick hard, intending to adjust the angle, even if it was a collision, he couldn't hurt others.

But the problem was that the joystick suddenly failed, no matter how hard he tried.If it wasn't for the sound of his father calling the fighter comfortable, it is estimated that the nine clans in his family have been taken away by now.

"Minister, if you want to scold me, you can scold me whatever you want after I go down. Now that the plane is almost out of fuel, can I carry out the last bombing test?"

Hearing the wild spray on the walkie-talkie, Gao Hang looked at the simple fuel gauge and saw that he had reached the warning line, so he kindly reminded the minister that the spray had not stopped on the walkie-talkie.

"Damn it, I'll settle the score with you when you come back."

The minister finally made an ending, said a harsh word, and turned off the walkie-talkie.

Gao Hang wiped the sweat from his brow, not thinking about the punishment he would face in the future, and drove the fighter plane to the bombing area with a serious expression.

The bombing area was in the southwest corner of the airport, where a large pile of wooden men and horses were placed, trenches were dug with barbed wire, and a small fort made of reinforced concrete.

After controlling the fighter plane to fly to the predetermined position, Gao Hang did not dare to make a large dive.

Now that the plane has taken off at a high speed, it has already dived to the limit. It is estimated that there are many problems. If the dive joystick fails, then he will really die.

Stretching his head and looking at the bombing site below, after estimating it in his mind, Gao Hang pulled the handle next to him, loosened the pliers holding the bomb, and the bomb fell down with a howl, and hit heavily on the right side of the bombing site.

"Boom..."

A burst of smoke and dust enveloped the bombing area, and various light objects such as wooden figures and horses were scattered and fell in all directions by the impact.

Although the fortress built of reinforced concrete was not destroyed, its appearance was also marked with numerous potholes.

"A little off!"

Looking back at the bombing effect, Gao Hang muttered regretfully, and reached out to turn on the walkie-talkie.

"Report to the Minister, the aircraft test has been completed, and the application is to return and land."

"Go back!"

The minister of the Ministry of Aeronautics and Space hadn't let go of his anger, so he replied loudly.

Although the voice was still very loud, Gao Hang could clearly hear the joy of being relieved.

Adjusting the direction to align with the runway, Gao Hang recalled the key points of the aircraft's control and landing, and according to the actual situation and experience, the controlled aircraft slid down to the ground.

"Oh!"

The wheels touched the ground heavily, and it slid for hundreds of meters before stopping.

Dozens of technical craftsmen and logistics personnel rushed up quickly, pulled Gao Hang out from inside, checked to make sure there was no problem, and then began to check the plane.

The aircraft test is successful, and the next step is to prepare for the production of equipment troops, and they are busy.

"You bastard, you almost killed us just now."

Gao Hang, who was warming up with a cup of ginger tea, was kicked in the ass by the literati, Minister of Space.

"hey-hey!"

Gao Hang didn't dare to dodge, he laughed and made the next kick.

Then he looked into the distance and found that the Emperor, the Supreme Emperor and the Crown Prince were all gone, so he asked worriedly, "Minister, the Supreme Emperor and the Emperor, how did the Crown Prince leave?"

The Minister of Space and Space gave him a blank look, "Why don't you leave, thank you for your grace of not killing me?"

Gao Hang stuck out his tongue in embarrassment.

"The Supreme Emperor said to fine you with one month's salary as a warning. Burn a few more incense sticks for your ancestors during the Chinese New Year this year. Without them protecting you, you and the Nine Clans of TND will all be doomed."

After saying this, the Minister of Aerospace was eager to discuss the issue of the aircraft with the craftsmen, so he raised his foot and kicked Gao Hang's ass.

"Okay, don't stay here in a daze, go back and take a hot bath, have a meal and rest, and write the report tomorrow."

"Yes!"

Gao Hang saluted excitedly, handed the ginger tea in his hand to a support staff next to him, and strode towards the dormitory.

As soon as he stepped into the door of the dormitory with his front foot, his back foot was lifted by a group of people and thrown into the sky.

"Haha, congratulations, Captain!"

"Congratulations, captain, for becoming the first person in the sky!"

"Captain, you are so lucky, you scared us to death just now."

Congratulations and laughter rang in his ears. Instead of being happy, Gao Hang looked at the ceiling that was touching his face from time to time and roared loudly.

"Put me down you bastards, oops, my face!"

Shengwu Minghuang Shiji: On December 28th in the third year of Hongxi, there was a god hovering in the northeast of the capital, accompanied by thunder and fire, the god was so strange that it was wonderful, and after hearing its name, the emperor said: Suzaku!