Zhang Neng stood in front of the window on the second floor of the office building, looking at the power delta wing rising from the playground in the distance.

Li Binhu came up and watched for a while.

"Aren't you going to take a look?"

"No, I believe in solemnity." Zhang Neng said, "I also believe in the power delta wing I designed myself."

Li Binhu said: "Old Zhang, I know it's been difficult for you these years. I admire your dedication and professionalism. You can rest assured that as long as you solemnly show convincing results this time, I will definitely convince our minister when I go back. , and gradually replace it with our domestic power delta wing."

"Minister Li, you leaders are still very cautious..." Zhang Neng turned his face to look at Li Binhu with deep meaning in his eyes.

Of course Li Binhu understood the meaning behind his gaze, and explained: "Old Zhang, you have to understand our difficulties. It is not easy for the troops to replace a piece of equipment. It involves the formation of the adaptability and combat effectiveness of the troops, which is not convincing enough. The reason, the chief will not agree."

Zhang Neng nodded, he understood Li Binhu.

I am engaged in equipment research, while others are engaged in command, intelligence, and military management. From different perspectives, of course we cannot insist on the same views.

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The fierce wind whistled by the solemn ears.

He glanced at the speedometer, it had reached 160!

He was ecstatic!

This speed is not inferior to the 912S engine with a maximum speed of 155KM/hour!

How can China do so well! ?

Thinking about Zhang Neng's project, it has actually been nearly ten years of revision and revision. After ten years of sharpening a sword, it seems that a good sword has really been sharpened.

Speed ​​is fine.

He started to putt, pulled up.

The delta wing looked very Lin Min, with a solemn push, the head of the entire wing lifted and suddenly rushed upwards.

Glancing at the altimeter, the needle kept sliding to the right.

3000...

3100...

3500...

Still climbing.

Looking at the GPS, the domestic Beidou military system is used.

Perfect!

Better than using GPS.

What's so bad about solemnly even using GPS.

The core of technology is in the hands of others. Once the war really comes, it will be closed if others say it is closed.

Beidou is his own eyes.

The height has reached 4000!

Zhuang Yan didn't want to continue to climb, because this delta wing had just arrived, the parameters and temperament were not very clear, and he couldn't let his temperament come.

I don't know where its limit parameters are. Playing too hard at once will easily cause problems.

So, he trimmed, stabilized his attitude, and started level flight.

Looking down, I saw sparkling sponges, white sandy beaches in the distance, green woods, and a small red-roofed house like a matchbox.

When flying at a high speed at an altitude of 4,000 meters, the air is a little thin, so there is a matching flight helmet to cover the head.

Turning on the record aviation tuner, Zhuang Yan started to communicate with the aviation radio station placed on the playground.

"Diao Ke Diao Ke, I'm solemn, do you hear me?"

Whether a radio station is good or bad depends on the anti-interference and communication distance.

Fortunately, there is no interfering sound in the headphones, only a very slight current sound, and there is a faint wind sound after noise reduction.

"Deputy commander, we heard."

Suddenly, the voice changed.

"Zhuangyan, I'm Lao Wei, can this thing work?"

It's Wei Shuping.

It is estimated that he kept asking for the radio's communication intercom and talked directly to himself.

For other veterans on the playground, this domestic power delta wing is still very attractive.

After all, they are all Chinese, so who doesn’t want to use products developed by their own country?

In the past, I used imported goods all the time, and some people talked about it behind their backs. They all used other people's goods, and they had no autonomy. In case of war, how would they be guaranteed after the loss?

"Look at how much I interfere with your calls, okay?" Zhuang Yan asked back.

Wei Shuping was silent for a while, and then a voice came: "Hey, that's really good! The anti-interference of this radio station is good."

Zhuang Yan said with a smile: "This thing has been made for nearly ten years. Haha... It's all my master's hard work."

With that said, he started to turn in the air, testing the minimum angle of completion to see the flexibility of the delta wing.

The delta wing began to turn sharply in the air at a small angle.

Solemnly grasped the joystick tightly, feeling the strength of the feedback from above.

If there were any signs of entering a stall, he would immediately step on the accelerator, then adjust his attitude, trim, and recover.

The result surprised him, the turning angle was much better than his own 582 slow wing.

"Old Wei, I have good news for you."

"What good news?" Wei Shuping on the ground asked.

Zhuang Yan said: "I guess all of your teams will soon have to change their outfits. This stuff is much easier to use than imported stuff. It's military-standard, and you won't need to buy it for civilians in the future."

"Really? Come back and let me fly, okay?" Wei Shuping was also excited.

"No." said solemnly.

"Why?!"

"This isn't my delta wing, it's my master's. If you want to fly, go find him. He agrees. I'm fine." Zhuang Yan laughed.

The appearance of the domestic delta wing attracted a lot of onlookers.

They are all experts, so they can see the pros and cons at a glance.

Zhuang Yan kept circling in the air, flying round and round, high altitude, low altitude, and finally passed a pier at ultra-low altitude, and then pulled up to the limit.

Seeing other veterans on the ground stunned.

Gao Xin and Zhou Dachun were naturally in the crowd.

Now they realize how stupid they were to challenge the solemn team before. Don't underestimate the fact that they are just a reconnaissance battalion, but the commander is a real veteran, and he is not an ordinary veteran.

Zhang Neng can see that Zhuang Yan is flying like a falcon in the air, and the corners of his eyes are wet~lightnovelpub.net~ The painstaking efforts of the past ten years are finally not in vain.

How many days and nights, how many failures, how many people's eyes and incomprehension, have all survived.

The solemn test flight was regarded as a shining debut in front of all the veterans in the training camp.

They're not blind, they're all experts. One can tell from a glance that apart from being a powerful person, this delta wing is definitely a good thing.

Some impatient leading officers just took out their mobile phones to call their own brigade, saying that they saw a very powerful power delta wing, but it was actually domestically produced!

The brigade leader over there naturally asked, which unit brought it?

The answer here is that it was brought by the 4th Division Reconnaissance Battalion.

The leader of the brigade was at a loss and couldn't find Bei.

4th Division Scouting Battalion?

What the hell?

When will the reconnaissance battalion come to participate? The equipment is still a domestic power delta wing that I have never heard of?

The leading officer here explained, solemn, do you remember that solemnity? The gun king a few years ago, later went to read that.

The leader immediately remembered, oh! That kid is fierce! No, this has nothing to do with the 4th Division Scout Battalion.

The officer here said, yes, he is now the deputy company commander of the 4th Division Reconnaissance Battalion.

The leader over there was silent, and it took a long time to say two words: "Fuck me!"

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