I have to say that the 18NB transport aircraft is really awesome.

There is no way, it is because there are too few pictures of refueling in the air these years, let alone refueling the helicopter in the air, even less.

Basically, apart from the illustrations of individual military magazines, it is difficult to see outside.

But today, China Central TV actually carried out a live TV broadcast. The shocking scene really surprised many netizens, and they had to give a thumbs up, saying that the last one, the 18NB transport plane is really awesome.

Of course, in addition to expressing feelings, there are also those who question anonymous irrigation. Doesn't it mean that the technology for refueling helicopters in the air is only available in the United States? What's on TV? Movie?

As for another well-known conscientious with a rhythm, he was even more scolded as a pig. If you think America is good, you should go. What is it to stay in China?

Anonymous irrigation and conscientious public knowledge really did not expect that the face slap would come so quickly and so directly. Not only do there are tankers in China, but they can really refuel helicopters in the air.

Of course, this is not the key. What is important is that the troops really paid a huge price for the people.

Let’s not talk about the cost of helicopter operation. Just talk about the transportation of a large aircraft like 18NB with a take-off weight of hundreds of tons, let alone flying for a few hours, or the cost of a slight movement.

What's more, it needs to be modified, refueled, fast flying, and the most dangerous thing is to refuel in the air.

Yes, aerial refueling looks cool, but the process is full of dangers. A little carelessness can cause damage to the aircraft, and serious damage to the aircraft.

The cost is high and the risk is high. They are just for two ordinary people trapped in the valley. Isn't this not serving the people? Isn't this protecting people's rights?

Just as a netizen replied under a well-known post with a conscience: We Chinese people have never talked about the gratitude of those empty heads, but actually made them. This is called being down-to-earth and seeking truth from facts.

With a simple sentence, netizens will be uplifted in an instant, surpassing the popular posts of conscientious public knowledge, and becoming a new benchmark.

Of course, anonymous irrigation and conscientious public knowledge are not about being unjustified, rebelling or even fighting some netizens with fierce rhetoric. The problem is that in the face of conclusive evidence, no matter how self-justified the two are, they seem particularly pale and weak.

So many netizens recovered and asked them one sentence: "You are so capable, why don't you build a plane as good as Yun-18NB?"

Let two man-made airplanes, it is better to kill two people.

However, the two men with strong will to fight were unwilling to show weakness. They couldn't beat a lot of netizens, so they focused their firepower on Tang Wang Niubi. It was just a few words from this man that took them off their underwear. Now Hide away, there is no way.

As a result, in the face of the various clamours of the two, people who understood Wang Niubi's light and flamboyant sentence made them misfire: "Yun-18NB was made by my dad. If you don't believe me, ask the aviation industry who understands Wang. I don’t even know this, and I still say that I am an expert in aviation technology? Or do I take a pee to show how many catties I have?"

"The aviation industry knows the king? I rely on...Big brother, please take my brother's knee!"

"Aviation knows the king? Who is it?"

"I don't know, the boss of Ascendas Group!"

"Tengfei Group? I rely on... Please take my brother's knee!"

"Please take my knees..."

The new post of Tang Wang·Niubi was followed by a slip of "Please take my knees...", which was hundreds of.

Seeing this scene, Li Zhe was dumbfounded. He really didn't expect that a post he made at random would blow up the boss of the Ascendas Group, the aviation industry knows the king... kid?

...

Li Zhe is not the only one who is dumbfounded. Zhuang Jianye, who is located at the airstrip in City J, also has a dull look, because just now he received a call from the dean of the School of Materials Science and Engineering of Beijing University, asking him if he was logged into their school’s BBS and started talking to netizens. Up.

To be honest, Zhuang Jianye is really like spending time on the Internet. The problem is that these years, let alone the mobile network, even desktop computers are not popular, and there is no such condition to want to go online, so Zhuang Jianye naturally denied it.

I don’t know that the dean of the School of Materials sighed, and immediately said something that made Zhuang Jianye full of black lines: “I don’t think it’s you either. It’s probably your baby girl Zhuang Tengqiu who did it. Go ahead and take care of it. No matter, that girl. It’s almost shaking you up."

"This **** girl, the 9-digit password I specially applied for from Beijing University was broken by her. Now I have my account number and tore it with netizens. If it doesn't work, I have to call her mother, no matter if it doesn't work." Putting down the phone, Zhuang Jianye sullenly, took out another mobile phone from his clothes, and prepared to call Ning Xiaohui.

Ning Xiaodong on the side didn't think it was too much to watch the excitement. He laughed and said, "Lao Zhuang, I haven't seen your expression on the test flight of the new model. Do I need to record it for you."

Said that he would take a photo when he raised the camera.

Zhuang Jianye didn't bother to pay attention to the old man in front of him. He turned around and avoided the camera. Then he dialed his wife's phone. When he heard the call, the black line on one end was thicker and longer: "What about your mother? ?"

"My mother took Zhuang Tenglin to Grandpa He's house in the opposite building to apologize!" During the call, a crisp young girl's voice reached Zhuang Jianye's ears with a grin, directly addressing the king who is in the domestic aviation industry. The grown-ups made one head and two big.

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"I'm asking you~lightnovelpub.net~ I called your mother's phone, why did you answer it? The cell phone I used to contact her was always with me?"

"Hey~~ I set up call forwarding. My mother is very busy now. It happens that I will share some things for my mother when I have summer vacation. Dad, don’t you know that Xiao Lin will use his drone today? The glass in Grandpa He’s house was broken, and Grandpa He almost frightened him. If you come back to take care of this bear boy, you will not worry every day."

"Oh~~ Grandpa He?"

"It's your old leader He Ming, Grandpa He?"

"He Ming..." Zhuang Jianye almost didn't come up. He Ming is almost 90 now. Although his bones are still strong, he can't stand the toss. His own stinky boy smashed the windows of people, it was almost...

"When I go back, let's see how I clean up this stinky boy, and you, Zhuang Tengqiu, how many times have I told you, don't get my BBS account, why are you disobedient?"

"I didn't want to log in either, but I just clicked and entered a few commands at random, and it went up automatically. I said a long time ago, your computer is out of date. If you don’t listen to it if you change it, something is wrong now. , Want to throw the pot again? Dad, you can't be like that!"

This time Zhuang Jianye was completely speechless, but Ning Xiaodong on the side laughed and tears were about to come out, and then he leaned over to the phone and said, "Xiao Qiu, the computer is on your uncle. , Don’t hesitate to talk about the configuration, not just a few bad money, your uncle has it."

"Really?"

"Of course!"

"Then I want the Galaxy III supercomputer from my dad's unit. The price doesn't seem to be expensive, it's 2.8 billion yuan!"

"Puff~~2.8 billion, it's not expensive..." Now it was Ning Xiaodong's turn that almost didn't spray out a mouthful of old blood.