Rebirth of the 1980s: The Military Industry Empire

The small and agile J-7 fighter returned to the airfield. Everyone stood on the runway, craning their necks, watching the unique double-delta-wing fighter roar as it taxied onto the runway and came to a smooth stop. Then, they swarmed around it.

Huang Dawei climbed up the boarding ladder, helping Lei Zi with his seatbelt while asking, "Lei Zi, how did you do it?"

"I just followed standard operating procedures, flying steadily and launching the missile..."

"What about after launching the missile?" Huang Dawei asked eagerly, "After launching the missile, why didn't the engine stall? How did you manage that?"

Test pilots are the elite among pilots. They must not only be able to fly but also analyze problems, find the cause of accidents, and offer various improvement suggestions. They are essentially flying engineers. Although Lei Zi is only in his twenties, he is already an excellent pilot who thinks and uses his brain.

Lei Zi sat in the ejection seat, closed his eyes to think for a moment, then opened them: "I remember that the moment the missile flew out, it caused the plane to lift its nose."

"That's right, the disturbance from the Python-3 missile is too great, which can cause rapid changes in the flight attitude," Huang Dawei said. "What did you do next? Why didn't the engine stall?"

"Next?" A hint of embarrassment appeared on Lei Zi's face: "My reaction was a bit slow at the time, so I waited two or three seconds before leveling the plane."

A slow reaction, waiting one or two seconds? Images of the plane in the air quickly flashed through Huang Dawei's mind.

Huang Dawei had operated fighter jets to fire missiles many times and was very experienced. When he realized that the missile was causing the plane to climb, he would immediately push the control stick to lower the nose and correct the plane's course.

The Python-3 missile's engine was too powerful, and the smoke from the missile launch was too thick. Therefore, when he maneuvered the fighter back to its original course, the fighter happened to enter a cloud of white smoke from the missile's exhaust. The engine couldn't breathe oxygen when it ingested the smoke, so it would naturally stall.

Everyone had been analyzing the cause, focusing on the Python-3 missile's engine thrust being too great, causing huge vibrations to the J-7, leading to engine stall. No one had considered that it wasn't the vibration, but flying into the white smoke!

Lei Zi had no experience and didn't know that firing a missile would cause such a commotion. When the plane was lifted by the missile, he didn't have time to react at all. He just shouted, 'Damn it!' and then there were calls from the ground. In those one or two seconds, the plane didn't level out and continued to fly upwards with its nose raised. It was these one or two seconds that allowed the plane to fly out of the missile's smoke zone, and the engine would naturally work normally!

The problem that experienced veteran pilots couldn't solve was solved by a novice, and only a novice could solve it!

Thinking of this, Huang Dawei looked down at Qin Yang. General Manager Qin was a divine being!

Natalie and the other Israeli technicians were also very curious: "What's going on? Why didn't the plane's engine stall in the air this time after firing the missile?"

"Everyone, let's go to the hangar to talk about it."

Some people like to hold meetings and discussions in conference rooms, while others prefer to analyze on-site. The Israelis are pragmatic, and the technicians at the test flight institute also focus on practical matters. Gradually, everyone formed the habit of discussing problems in the hangar, facing the aircraft.

In the hangar, the J-7 fighter was already in place. Huang Dawei stood in front of the plane and explained his analysis. Everyone present was dumbfounded.

"The engine stalled in the air because of smoke ingestion?"

"As long as you don't operate after launching, letting the plane avoid the missile's smoke zone? That sounds too mysterious!"

A group of Israeli experts didn't believe it.

"This might just be a coincidence," Adam said. "One success isn't enough to prove anything."

The Israeli experts had already concluded: the J-7 was too small to carry the Python-3. Now that it had succeeded, wasn't that a slap in the face? He had to maintain his authority.

"That's right, one success doesn't prove anything, so next, we need to fire another one, and this time, let Lao Huang go," Old Tu said. "Lao Huang, follow Lei Zi's flight method and try firing another one!"

Huang Dawei was eager to try: "Okay, but firing one of these costs a lot of money."

"Firing one more time can determine whether this method is effective. This is related to whether our air force's hundreds of J-7 fighters can carry the Python-3 missile. Spending a little more money is nothing. Refuel, load the missile, and prepare for another test!" Old Lin said. "This time, the cost will be on the air force's account!"

The J-5 and J-6 were outdated, and the J-8 was only good at high-altitude and high-speed flight. For a long time, the J-7 would be the main domestic fighter. Now that the J-7 has been modified with double-delta wings, its dogfighting performance has been improved by a level. The air force will definitely purchase it in large quantities in the future.

It is necessary to solve the problem of the J-7 carrying the Python-3 missile. Spending a little more money is worth it!

The ground crew began to busy themselves. Half an hour later, Huang Dawei boarded the plane and began the re-test flight. Soon, an excited voice sounded on the radio: "007 reporting, 007 reporting, engine normal, 008's flight method is completely feasible!"

One time is a coincidence, two times is inevitable! Hearing the answer from the radio, countless people looked at Qin Yang with admiration.

Old Tu was a little embarrassed. Seeing that Lei Zi was young, he had even considered backing out. He didn't expect Lei Zi to really find a solution! The solution provided by General Manager Qin was correct!

Old Wang looked at Qin Yang with admiration and said excitedly, "General Manager Qin, you are too amazing! I, Lao Wang, admire you!"

"Just a blind cat running into a dead mouse," Qin Yang said modestly.

"General Manager Qin, I admire your intelligence," Natalie also said. "When we got on the plane, you said to change to a younger pilot to fly. Everyone was skeptical, but only you were sure, and then it succeeded! It's as if you knew it all along. How did you do it?"

A bright smile appeared on Qin Yang's face. Just as he was about to say the modest words again, Natalie added, "Please don't use words like 'coincidence' to perfunctorily answer us. We want to know the real reason."

"Okay, then I can only be honest," Qin Yang said. "I am actually the reincarnation of a great prophet..."

Pfft! Nie Xiaoqian laughed first. Brother Yang, you're trying to play tricks on foreigners, do you think they'll fall for it? This reason is even more absurd than a blind cat running into a dead mouse!

Natalie looked at Qin Yang with a complicated expression, not knowing what she was thinking. At this moment, the roar of a plane came from the sky.

Everyone thought it was the J-7 that had just returned and looked over. Then, they saw a plane with a large disc on top appearing on the landing path. After just one glance, everyone present changed their expressions.

"You turned the Boeing 707 into an airborne early warning aircraft?"

Damn it, who arranged this? Exposing our airborne early warning aircraft in front of the Israelis!