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Chapter 10 J-8 versus F22?
Chapter 10 J-8 versus F22?
Although Chang Haonan himself just said it casually out of emotion, for the other three people, this was simply pretending to be invisible.
There was a burst of applause and cheers in the private room.
"Nan Shen is awesome!"
"Nan Shen Haki!"
Chang Haonan quickly stretched out his hand and pressed it to show his low profile.
In fact, in less than two days from his rebirth yesterday to today, he has found that not only is he physically much younger, but his mentality seems to be closer to that of a 20-year-old than a 40-year-old.
"I'm really young again..." Chang Haonan looked at his wrinkle-free hands and finally had a sense of reality about rebirth: "Then let's make up for those regrets, whether it's the country's or the country's. my own."
At this time, Zhou Shuwan suddenly stretched out his hand and patted him: "Nan Shen, don't think about curriculum design while eating. The development and construction of the army does not miss a meal."
Chang Haonan came to his senses and discovered that the roast duck had already been served.
Obviously, the other party thought he was still thinking about the plane.
If there is any advantage in the 90s compared to more than 20 years later, it is probably that the Beijing roast duck of this era is generally not as bad as it was later. The taste of any restaurant can be guaranteed.
Of course, the price is really exaggerated. It is basically difficult for people like Chang Haonan, whose average monthly living expenses are less than 200 yuan, to afford it.
The four of them chatted while eating, and the content was naturally mainly about various anecdotes and gossips. Chang Haonan just listened most of the time, and only rarely interjected.
After all, these are just things that happened in the past for the other three people, but they are already quite distant memories for him.
At a certain moment when the four of them were silent, Chang Haonan clearly heard the conversation coming from the private room next door.
"Hey, have you heard about it? The new generation fighter jet from the United States, the F22, seems to be about to make its first flight."
One sentence instantly attracted the attention of Chang Haonan and Zhou Shuwan.
And since the two big guys in the group were not ready to continue chatting, Zhang Man and Wu Yifan naturally stopped talking.
"Hasn't it been several years since its first flight?" Another slightly deeper voice said.
"That's the prototype YF22. It is said that the one that will fly for the first time next year is the mass-produced F22. I estimate that it will be put into service soon." A third, somewhat sharp voice explained.
"Well, then... looking at the situation at the beginning of this year, we can't even deal with the third-generation fighter jets F14 and F18. If this new generation of fighter jets enters service, wouldn't it be... that the gap is even bigger?" It was the one who spoke again. The person with the deep voice only had some anxiety in his tone this time.
"Should our country's latest fighter jet be the 1990 J-7E?"
"Yes, but that plane doesn't even have a radar. It can only fight during the day, so what's the use?" The first person who spoke just now burped after saying: "The only ones who can fight beyond visual range are from the old school. The Su-27 my elder brother bought was too little, and the J-8B was also not much."
Then there was a burst of sighs.
"Let me tell you, if the J-8-3 can be put into service in two years, with its high-altitude and high-speed capabilities and new radar, it may not be impossible for it to compete with the new American aircraft!"
"Just dream, no matter how much improvements are made to second-generation machines, if you can barely beat a dozen third-generation machines, it will be considered a match."
"But... even if we can fight one more, this is not how we came back in those days. From the War of Resistance to the War of Resistance to the Aid to Korea, we never took advantage of our equipment." "The Air Force is different after all. During the War of Resistance Against the U.S. and the Aid to Korea, our MiG-15s fought F86s. Although the pilots are inexperienced, at least there is no generational difference in the aircraft, and the United States even has equipment like the F9F that is not as good as ours in performance."
Two days ago, Chang Haonan was still in an era where WS15s had been installed on the J-20 for test flights. At this time, he suddenly heard the talk of the J-8 fighting the F22, and there was even a vague sense of time travel.
It took him a moment to realize that this wasn't some kind of trance.
"How come our country's aircraft manufacturers can't even build a third-generation aircraft? After spending so much taxpayers' money, the pilots still have to fly the J-7 to compete with others with bayonets. What a coward! What a bunch of losers..."
"That's right. It was a pity not to be able to introduce F16 back then."
"Then F16/J79 is just a monkey version. It's no pity. Americans are not good..."
The voices chatting next door were already slightly drunk.
Chang Haonan saw Zhou Shuwan's fist clenched suddenly, and then slowly released.
The words of the people next door were very unpleasant, but from their conversation it was clear that they did not hate the Kuomintang. They were just disappointed and even despaired because they saw the huge gap between them and their powerful enemy.
Although the topic there quickly switched to the upcoming Atlanta Olympics, the atmosphere between the four Chang Haonan was still somewhat affected by this.
"Nan Shen, you said that if the F22 is put into service soon, what measures can we take to deal with it?" Zhou Shuwan drank the beer in the cup in one gulp and turned to Chang Haonan and asked.
"It's not that fast." Chang Haonan shook his head and said in a very confident tone: "The difference between the YF22 and the F22 is very big, and after all, it is a new generation of fighter jets. Even the old Americans have to learn a lot of things little by little. .”
Historically, the F22 did not officially enter service until 2005. At this time, China's military industry had actually passed its darkest moment. However, in the nearly ten years before that, the Raptor in a test flight state had put great pressure on China. Indeed, a little bit is a lot.
"Oh... I hope so." Zhou Shuwan sighed.
"Don't worry, there will be, there will be." Chang Haonan patted the other party's shoulder: "So aren't we working hard for this?"
Wu Yifan and Zhang Man did not participate in the discussion throughout the whole process. The former did not understand these matters and could not intervene, while the latter was completely unable to empathize with the emotions of Chang Haonan and Zhou Shuwan.
Zhang Man's parents were not well-educated, but they had been in business since the late 80s, so the family was not short of money.
However, in this era, being rich does not mean being knowledgeable. Therefore, from the first day she went to college, she only thought about one thing - how to use the platform of Beijing Airlines to climb higher and see a wider world. In this world, it is best to go abroad.
But studying abroad, at least in 1996, was not a matter of having enough money. Of course she could accept it at her own expense, but if she didn't have the connections, she wouldn't be able to spend it even if she had money.
That's why Zhang Man chose to hug Zhou Shuwan tightly in the past few years, just to get good grades and find ways to get recommendation letters from the school.
She couldn't understand why anyone would view the United States as an enemy.
Of course, although he thought so in his heart, Zhang Man would not be stupid enough to say it. He even nodded in agreement from time to time when Chang Haonan and Zhou Shuwan were talking.
In the past few years, she has completely controlled Zhou Shuwan in this way. Chang Haonan certainly seems to be more difficult to deal with, but it is already the second semester of his junior year anyway, and Zhang Man only needs to guarantee this 10-credit course of aircraft design. Just get good grades in the course.
The time to decide whether to recommend graduate students or study abroad is between the end of the junior year and the start of the senior year. Therefore, the scores for the graduation project with the highest credits in the senior year and several other courses are not important.
(End of this chapter)
Although Chang Haonan himself just said it casually out of emotion, for the other three people, this was simply pretending to be invisible.
There was a burst of applause and cheers in the private room.
"Nan Shen is awesome!"
"Nan Shen Haki!"
Chang Haonan quickly stretched out his hand and pressed it to show his low profile.
In fact, in less than two days from his rebirth yesterday to today, he has found that not only is he physically much younger, but his mentality seems to be closer to that of a 20-year-old than a 40-year-old.
"I'm really young again..." Chang Haonan looked at his wrinkle-free hands and finally had a sense of reality about rebirth: "Then let's make up for those regrets, whether it's the country's or the country's. my own."
At this time, Zhou Shuwan suddenly stretched out his hand and patted him: "Nan Shen, don't think about curriculum design while eating. The development and construction of the army does not miss a meal."
Chang Haonan came to his senses and discovered that the roast duck had already been served.
Obviously, the other party thought he was still thinking about the plane.
If there is any advantage in the 90s compared to more than 20 years later, it is probably that the Beijing roast duck of this era is generally not as bad as it was later. The taste of any restaurant can be guaranteed.
Of course, the price is really exaggerated. It is basically difficult for people like Chang Haonan, whose average monthly living expenses are less than 200 yuan, to afford it.
The four of them chatted while eating, and the content was naturally mainly about various anecdotes and gossips. Chang Haonan just listened most of the time, and only rarely interjected.
After all, these are just things that happened in the past for the other three people, but they are already quite distant memories for him.
At a certain moment when the four of them were silent, Chang Haonan clearly heard the conversation coming from the private room next door.
"Hey, have you heard about it? The new generation fighter jet from the United States, the F22, seems to be about to make its first flight."
One sentence instantly attracted the attention of Chang Haonan and Zhou Shuwan.
And since the two big guys in the group were not ready to continue chatting, Zhang Man and Wu Yifan naturally stopped talking.
"Hasn't it been several years since its first flight?" Another slightly deeper voice said.
"That's the prototype YF22. It is said that the one that will fly for the first time next year is the mass-produced F22. I estimate that it will be put into service soon." A third, somewhat sharp voice explained.
"Well, then... looking at the situation at the beginning of this year, we can't even deal with the third-generation fighter jets F14 and F18. If this new generation of fighter jets enters service, wouldn't it be... that the gap is even bigger?" It was the one who spoke again. The person with the deep voice only had some anxiety in his tone this time.
"Should our country's latest fighter jet be the 1990 J-7E?"
"Yes, but that plane doesn't even have a radar. It can only fight during the day, so what's the use?" The first person who spoke just now burped after saying: "The only ones who can fight beyond visual range are from the old school. The Su-27 my elder brother bought was too little, and the J-8B was also not much."
Then there was a burst of sighs.
"Let me tell you, if the J-8-3 can be put into service in two years, with its high-altitude and high-speed capabilities and new radar, it may not be impossible for it to compete with the new American aircraft!"
"Just dream, no matter how much improvements are made to second-generation machines, if you can barely beat a dozen third-generation machines, it will be considered a match."
"But... even if we can fight one more, this is not how we came back in those days. From the War of Resistance to the War of Resistance to the Aid to Korea, we never took advantage of our equipment." "The Air Force is different after all. During the War of Resistance Against the U.S. and the Aid to Korea, our MiG-15s fought F86s. Although the pilots are inexperienced, at least there is no generational difference in the aircraft, and the United States even has equipment like the F9F that is not as good as ours in performance."
Two days ago, Chang Haonan was still in an era where WS15s had been installed on the J-20 for test flights. At this time, he suddenly heard the talk of the J-8 fighting the F22, and there was even a vague sense of time travel.
It took him a moment to realize that this wasn't some kind of trance.
"How come our country's aircraft manufacturers can't even build a third-generation aircraft? After spending so much taxpayers' money, the pilots still have to fly the J-7 to compete with others with bayonets. What a coward! What a bunch of losers..."
"That's right. It was a pity not to be able to introduce F16 back then."
"Then F16/J79 is just a monkey version. It's no pity. Americans are not good..."
The voices chatting next door were already slightly drunk.
Chang Haonan saw Zhou Shuwan's fist clenched suddenly, and then slowly released.
The words of the people next door were very unpleasant, but from their conversation it was clear that they did not hate the Kuomintang. They were just disappointed and even despaired because they saw the huge gap between them and their powerful enemy.
Although the topic there quickly switched to the upcoming Atlanta Olympics, the atmosphere between the four Chang Haonan was still somewhat affected by this.
"Nan Shen, you said that if the F22 is put into service soon, what measures can we take to deal with it?" Zhou Shuwan drank the beer in the cup in one gulp and turned to Chang Haonan and asked.
"It's not that fast." Chang Haonan shook his head and said in a very confident tone: "The difference between the YF22 and the F22 is very big, and after all, it is a new generation of fighter jets. Even the old Americans have to learn a lot of things little by little. .”
Historically, the F22 did not officially enter service until 2005. At this time, China's military industry had actually passed its darkest moment. However, in the nearly ten years before that, the Raptor in a test flight state had put great pressure on China. Indeed, a little bit is a lot.
"Oh... I hope so." Zhou Shuwan sighed.
"Don't worry, there will be, there will be." Chang Haonan patted the other party's shoulder: "So aren't we working hard for this?"
Wu Yifan and Zhang Man did not participate in the discussion throughout the whole process. The former did not understand these matters and could not intervene, while the latter was completely unable to empathize with the emotions of Chang Haonan and Zhou Shuwan.
Zhang Man's parents were not well-educated, but they had been in business since the late 80s, so the family was not short of money.
However, in this era, being rich does not mean being knowledgeable. Therefore, from the first day she went to college, she only thought about one thing - how to use the platform of Beijing Airlines to climb higher and see a wider world. In this world, it is best to go abroad.
But studying abroad, at least in 1996, was not a matter of having enough money. Of course she could accept it at her own expense, but if she didn't have the connections, she wouldn't be able to spend it even if she had money.
That's why Zhang Man chose to hug Zhou Shuwan tightly in the past few years, just to get good grades and find ways to get recommendation letters from the school.
She couldn't understand why anyone would view the United States as an enemy.
Of course, although he thought so in his heart, Zhang Man would not be stupid enough to say it. He even nodded in agreement from time to time when Chang Haonan and Zhou Shuwan were talking.
In the past few years, she has completely controlled Zhou Shuwan in this way. Chang Haonan certainly seems to be more difficult to deal with, but it is already the second semester of his junior year anyway, and Zhang Man only needs to guarantee this 10-credit course of aircraft design. Just get good grades in the course.
The time to decide whether to recommend graduate students or study abroad is between the end of the junior year and the start of the senior year. Therefore, the scores for the graduation project with the highest credits in the senior year and several other courses are not important.
(End of this chapter)
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