Great Power Technology.
Chapter 174 Our Sky
Chapter 174 Our Sky
When the last cluster of flames fell, JC-90 also landed on the sand dunes along with the flames. The enemies who still had an absolute advantage in numbers had no intention of resisting. When the two ostriches gathered above their heads, all resistance have lost their meaning.
Ye Zhou's vision entered the darkness, and he returned to the void.
[Dragon Heart five-stage simulation ends]
【Score for this simulation: A】
[Dragon Heart plot simulation total score: A+]
[Final ending achieved: Our Sky]
[Reward (end result reward): somersault cloud sky sky integrated dual-mode engine design drawing]
[Reward (reward for engineering male): Mature basestep device design drawing]
Ye Zhou didn't take a closer look at the rewards, nor did he click on the summary of the opening ending, but directly entered the replay of the ending.
But this time, unlike every staged simulation before, the picture scroll unfolded in front of him was somewhat unusual.
The picture was black and white at first, and on the mottled and broken scene, there were a few large characters that were also rusty.
"Our Sky".
Afterwards, the picture gradually emerged with some color.
The first thing that caught Ye Zhou's eyes was a diary that was obviously dilapidated. The paper of the diary had turned yellow and curled, and there were still water stains on it.
A pair of oily and callused hands opened the diary, and after flipping through a few pages, they stopped on a certain page.
Ye Zhou saw that it was written in delicate calligraphy:
"It can be said that the prosperity of a country is due to the development of technology, and the development of technology must depend on machines. Non-learning machines are not enough to help the development of technology."
"Wars are not conducive to the motherland. In this era of competition, aircraft are indispensable to the military. It costs millions of dollars to manufacture a warship. Why not use this money to manufacture hundreds of aircraft, which is cheap and labor-saving. .If a thousand planes are assigned to guard the port, the mainland will be safe.”
Afterwards, the diary was picked up by that big hand, and Ye Zhou saw a man with a firm face put it in his pocket, then turned and walked out.
The screen quickly jumped, and the man got on a crude plane. He slowly accelerated under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, and then lifted the joystick, and the plane took off into the air.
The plane did not fly very high, but after several laps, it still aroused cheers from the crowd of onlookers.
However, the accident happened very quickly. Just when the man wanted to continue to increase the flight altitude, the plane suddenly lost control and fell to the ground.
Ye Zhou's perspective came to the man again, and he heard the dying man say with difficulty:
"Don't hinder his aggressiveness just because of my death, you must know that this is a necessary stage."
Ye Zhou recognized his face and also knew his name.
Feng Ru.
As the man quietly closed his eyes, the scene in front of Ye Zhou also went dark.
After a short transition, Ye Zhou found himself in a small office.
A death notice lay on the desk.
"Our army's Chen Huaiming faced five enemy fighter planes, fearless of death, and fought bravely. After the fighter plane was shot in many places, the fuel tank caught fire, and was shot in the left chest by the aviation machine, he drove the plane towards the enemy fighter plane and fought with the enemy. Enemies shall perish together."
"The remains of the martyrs have been transported back. Because the parents are old and his girlfriend has jumped into the river with him, following the wishes of the martyrs, the remains are sent back to the school, and the teacher Li Xiangyang is asked to dispose of them."
The man sitting at the desk was silent for a long time, the cigarette in his finger had burned to the end, but he was unmoved at all,
The dappled sunlight shone on his face through the smoke. Ye Zhou seemed to see mist gathering in the man's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.
After a while, the man threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, put the death notice back in the drawer, took out the letter paper and started writing.
". I have been teaching for several years, and I have over a hundred students. Among them, there are only ten who can still fight in the sky of our country. This time, Huai Ming died in a difficult situation. I am heartbroken, and I vow that I will not be able to live in this campus."
"For example, after my death, if there is a body, it will be sent back to the school. If the ashes disappear, it will be buried in the sky."
"From now on, if you can see the flight path of the new aircraft, it will be like seeing me."
After finishing the short suicide note, the man got up and walked outside the house, towards the runway where the fighter jets were parked. Someone stepped forward to hold him back, but he only left one sentence.
"My student is dead, it's time for me to be the teacher."
The engine started, the propellers gradually accelerated, and the plane flew straight into the blue sky after a short taxi. Ye Zhou watched the old-fashioned fighter plane disappear into the clear sky, and subconsciously called out their names silently.
Liu Huaimin, Li Xiangyang.
The screen jumped again, and Ye Zhou saw a jet fighter soaring above the sea.
The paint job of the fighter plane is very earthy, and the pilot is also wearing an old-fashioned flight jacket, but the expression on his face is extremely determined.
In front of him is an EP-3 reconnaissance plane.
"This is Huaxia Airspace, please leave immediately, please leave immediately!"
The man uttered his voice angrily into the radio, but the EP-3 on the side was completely unmoved, and even turned sharply provocatively.
The first time he turned, the man followed the opponent's movement and also turned to the right, barely avoiding its movement, but when the man pulled the plane back again, the opponent had already sped up and fled.
The man pushed the booster, and the plane chased forward quickly, but the other party seemed to have expected his movement, and turned the direction when he was about to parallel with EP-3, and the propeller on the nose suddenly cut into the wing of the man's fighter plane.
The fighter plane lost control in an instant, and the EP-3 flew away. The man pulled the joystick desperately, trying to stabilize the plane that gradually began to roll, but all this was in vain.
After finally stabilizing the fuselage, the aircraft engine shut down because debris was caught in the turbine, and the aircraft lost power.
"The fuselage is damaged, I have stalled!"
The man called into the radio while trying to restart the engine.
A moment later, there was a response from the rear on the radio.
"Call 81192, this is 553, I am ordered to take over your aircraft to carry out the cruise mission, please return!"
The altitude of the plane had dropped to less than a thousand meters. The man looked at the vast sea below him, and the expression on his face suddenly became relieved.
"Received 81192, I can no longer return, you keep going, repeat, you keep going!"
Then, the plane crashed into the sea.
At the last moment before falling into the sea, the man was still trying to pull the plane up.
But he didn't succeed.
By the time he finally decided to skydive, it was too late.
His figure, along with the fighter plane, is forever in the sea.
Wang Wei.
Ye Zhou's perspective switched. This time, he saw a brand new fighter plane in front of him.
J-20.
A pilot wearing a brand-new flight helmet climbed into the cockpit, and the hatch was tightly closed with the sound of the pressure relief valve.
The engine started, the telex system started, and 20 Ji's indifferent and sexy voice sounded.
"The program starts."
The plane slowly moved towards the runway, and the vector nozzle ejected bright blue flames. Under the dim twilight, this fighter plane named "Veyron" rose from the ground.
From Ye Zhou's point of view, he followed the plane through the clouds, activated the afterburner, and the sound of breaking through the sound barrier was like a dragon chant.
Only 8 minutes later, the fighter plane that took off from Hu Jian arrived over the island.
The plane with the Lumbo lens installed was unsurprisingly detected by the radar, and then two F-16s scrambled into the air and began to accompany the J-20 on both sides.
On the radio, the other party was babbling and shouting to drive away. The pilot suddenly pulled up the joystick, and a cobra fell excitedly behind the other party.
The button for the fire control radar was close at hand, but he didn't press it.
He just looked at the two panicked fighters in front of him with disdain, and said:
"Stop nagging, I will come here twice a day and fly for two months, and you will get used to it."
Ye Zhou looked at the gray paintwork on the plane, which had no combat effectiveness, then glanced at the serial number on his helmet, and silently remembered his name.
The screen switched, and Ye Zhou felt his feet hit the ground again.
But when he looked around, he realized that he was not on the ground.
This is a huge aerial platform, Luanniao No. [-].
This time, he didn't meet anyone special, but it seemed that everyone he met was special.
A few pilots came towards them, their faces were full of confidence, and they were chatting about trivial things about women and children.
Ye Zhou watched them walk to the fighter planes whose models they didn't know, and then all of them withdrew their smiles, not only their expressions, but also their temperaments changed suddenly.
The killing intent was at its peak.
Obviously, what they are driving is the strongest combat force in the sky on this planet.
After several planes taxied along the runway for a short distance, they rose directly from the ground. Ye Zhou watched these planes fly to higher and higher altitudes. The bright blue flames at the nozzles gradually turned yellow. The fuselage is also invisible, leaving only a few small stars.
His eyes returned to the deck, and he was surprised to see a woman with a group of children, looking around curiously like himself.
A man with a strange birthmark on his face stood beside them, explaining to them in a gentle tone.
".This is our Luanniao-[-]. According to us, Luanniao-[-] is a multi-purpose air combat platform, which can be used as a mother ship to undertake the supply function, and can also be used as an independent combat unit."
"The weapon system of our large plane is relatively simple. After all, it is the first one, but if you have the opportunity to visit Luanniao-[-] in the future, you will see more novel things."
"Like laser cannons, gravity weapons, sonic weapons, and of course conventional weapons like missiles."
"It's these things that are guarding our sky."
After finishing speaking, the man clapped his hands, and another staff member came over carrying an extremely huge box. After opening it, there were all kinds of airplane models inside.
"Okay, today's visit and explanation is over. These airplane models are all gifts I prepared for you. You can choose what you like to take away."
The children swarmed up happily, and one of the children quickly picked out his favorite plane, and then excitedly ran to the man and asked:
"Grandpa, what's the name of this plane?"
The man smiled helplessly and replied:
"First of all, I'm not your grandfather, I'm your uncle. In addition, this is a J-8 fighter, a very old aircraft."
The man thought that the child would be disappointed because of this, but unexpectedly, the look in the other party's eyes did not diminish at all.
"Did the uncle pilot of the very old plane drive it to protect us?"
"That's right. It used to be J-8, then it was J-20, and now it's JS-10. Every generation flies different planes."
"Then what plane will I fly in the future?"
"I do not know either."
The man shook his head, paused for a moment, then spoke again:
"It doesn't matter, no matter what plane you fly in the future, our sky will not change."
The simulated plot of Dragon Heart is all over, and it's over.
(End of this chapter)
When the last cluster of flames fell, JC-90 also landed on the sand dunes along with the flames. The enemies who still had an absolute advantage in numbers had no intention of resisting. When the two ostriches gathered above their heads, all resistance have lost their meaning.
Ye Zhou's vision entered the darkness, and he returned to the void.
[Dragon Heart five-stage simulation ends]
【Score for this simulation: A】
[Dragon Heart plot simulation total score: A+]
[Final ending achieved: Our Sky]
[Reward (end result reward): somersault cloud sky sky integrated dual-mode engine design drawing]
[Reward (reward for engineering male): Mature basestep device design drawing]
Ye Zhou didn't take a closer look at the rewards, nor did he click on the summary of the opening ending, but directly entered the replay of the ending.
But this time, unlike every staged simulation before, the picture scroll unfolded in front of him was somewhat unusual.
The picture was black and white at first, and on the mottled and broken scene, there were a few large characters that were also rusty.
"Our Sky".
Afterwards, the picture gradually emerged with some color.
The first thing that caught Ye Zhou's eyes was a diary that was obviously dilapidated. The paper of the diary had turned yellow and curled, and there were still water stains on it.
A pair of oily and callused hands opened the diary, and after flipping through a few pages, they stopped on a certain page.
Ye Zhou saw that it was written in delicate calligraphy:
"It can be said that the prosperity of a country is due to the development of technology, and the development of technology must depend on machines. Non-learning machines are not enough to help the development of technology."
"Wars are not conducive to the motherland. In this era of competition, aircraft are indispensable to the military. It costs millions of dollars to manufacture a warship. Why not use this money to manufacture hundreds of aircraft, which is cheap and labor-saving. .If a thousand planes are assigned to guard the port, the mainland will be safe.”
Afterwards, the diary was picked up by that big hand, and Ye Zhou saw a man with a firm face put it in his pocket, then turned and walked out.
The screen quickly jumped, and the man got on a crude plane. He slowly accelerated under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, and then lifted the joystick, and the plane took off into the air.
The plane did not fly very high, but after several laps, it still aroused cheers from the crowd of onlookers.
However, the accident happened very quickly. Just when the man wanted to continue to increase the flight altitude, the plane suddenly lost control and fell to the ground.
Ye Zhou's perspective came to the man again, and he heard the dying man say with difficulty:
"Don't hinder his aggressiveness just because of my death, you must know that this is a necessary stage."
Ye Zhou recognized his face and also knew his name.
Feng Ru.
As the man quietly closed his eyes, the scene in front of Ye Zhou also went dark.
After a short transition, Ye Zhou found himself in a small office.
A death notice lay on the desk.
"Our army's Chen Huaiming faced five enemy fighter planes, fearless of death, and fought bravely. After the fighter plane was shot in many places, the fuel tank caught fire, and was shot in the left chest by the aviation machine, he drove the plane towards the enemy fighter plane and fought with the enemy. Enemies shall perish together."
"The remains of the martyrs have been transported back. Because the parents are old and his girlfriend has jumped into the river with him, following the wishes of the martyrs, the remains are sent back to the school, and the teacher Li Xiangyang is asked to dispose of them."
The man sitting at the desk was silent for a long time, the cigarette in his finger had burned to the end, but he was unmoved at all,
The dappled sunlight shone on his face through the smoke. Ye Zhou seemed to see mist gathering in the man's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.
After a while, the man threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, put the death notice back in the drawer, took out the letter paper and started writing.
". I have been teaching for several years, and I have over a hundred students. Among them, there are only ten who can still fight in the sky of our country. This time, Huai Ming died in a difficult situation. I am heartbroken, and I vow that I will not be able to live in this campus."
"For example, after my death, if there is a body, it will be sent back to the school. If the ashes disappear, it will be buried in the sky."
"From now on, if you can see the flight path of the new aircraft, it will be like seeing me."
After finishing the short suicide note, the man got up and walked outside the house, towards the runway where the fighter jets were parked. Someone stepped forward to hold him back, but he only left one sentence.
"My student is dead, it's time for me to be the teacher."
The engine started, the propellers gradually accelerated, and the plane flew straight into the blue sky after a short taxi. Ye Zhou watched the old-fashioned fighter plane disappear into the clear sky, and subconsciously called out their names silently.
Liu Huaimin, Li Xiangyang.
The screen jumped again, and Ye Zhou saw a jet fighter soaring above the sea.
The paint job of the fighter plane is very earthy, and the pilot is also wearing an old-fashioned flight jacket, but the expression on his face is extremely determined.
In front of him is an EP-3 reconnaissance plane.
"This is Huaxia Airspace, please leave immediately, please leave immediately!"
The man uttered his voice angrily into the radio, but the EP-3 on the side was completely unmoved, and even turned sharply provocatively.
The first time he turned, the man followed the opponent's movement and also turned to the right, barely avoiding its movement, but when the man pulled the plane back again, the opponent had already sped up and fled.
The man pushed the booster, and the plane chased forward quickly, but the other party seemed to have expected his movement, and turned the direction when he was about to parallel with EP-3, and the propeller on the nose suddenly cut into the wing of the man's fighter plane.
The fighter plane lost control in an instant, and the EP-3 flew away. The man pulled the joystick desperately, trying to stabilize the plane that gradually began to roll, but all this was in vain.
After finally stabilizing the fuselage, the aircraft engine shut down because debris was caught in the turbine, and the aircraft lost power.
"The fuselage is damaged, I have stalled!"
The man called into the radio while trying to restart the engine.
A moment later, there was a response from the rear on the radio.
"Call 81192, this is 553, I am ordered to take over your aircraft to carry out the cruise mission, please return!"
The altitude of the plane had dropped to less than a thousand meters. The man looked at the vast sea below him, and the expression on his face suddenly became relieved.
"Received 81192, I can no longer return, you keep going, repeat, you keep going!"
Then, the plane crashed into the sea.
At the last moment before falling into the sea, the man was still trying to pull the plane up.
But he didn't succeed.
By the time he finally decided to skydive, it was too late.
His figure, along with the fighter plane, is forever in the sea.
Wang Wei.
Ye Zhou's perspective switched. This time, he saw a brand new fighter plane in front of him.
J-20.
A pilot wearing a brand-new flight helmet climbed into the cockpit, and the hatch was tightly closed with the sound of the pressure relief valve.
The engine started, the telex system started, and 20 Ji's indifferent and sexy voice sounded.
"The program starts."
The plane slowly moved towards the runway, and the vector nozzle ejected bright blue flames. Under the dim twilight, this fighter plane named "Veyron" rose from the ground.
From Ye Zhou's point of view, he followed the plane through the clouds, activated the afterburner, and the sound of breaking through the sound barrier was like a dragon chant.
Only 8 minutes later, the fighter plane that took off from Hu Jian arrived over the island.
The plane with the Lumbo lens installed was unsurprisingly detected by the radar, and then two F-16s scrambled into the air and began to accompany the J-20 on both sides.
On the radio, the other party was babbling and shouting to drive away. The pilot suddenly pulled up the joystick, and a cobra fell excitedly behind the other party.
The button for the fire control radar was close at hand, but he didn't press it.
He just looked at the two panicked fighters in front of him with disdain, and said:
"Stop nagging, I will come here twice a day and fly for two months, and you will get used to it."
Ye Zhou looked at the gray paintwork on the plane, which had no combat effectiveness, then glanced at the serial number on his helmet, and silently remembered his name.
The screen switched, and Ye Zhou felt his feet hit the ground again.
But when he looked around, he realized that he was not on the ground.
This is a huge aerial platform, Luanniao No. [-].
This time, he didn't meet anyone special, but it seemed that everyone he met was special.
A few pilots came towards them, their faces were full of confidence, and they were chatting about trivial things about women and children.
Ye Zhou watched them walk to the fighter planes whose models they didn't know, and then all of them withdrew their smiles, not only their expressions, but also their temperaments changed suddenly.
The killing intent was at its peak.
Obviously, what they are driving is the strongest combat force in the sky on this planet.
After several planes taxied along the runway for a short distance, they rose directly from the ground. Ye Zhou watched these planes fly to higher and higher altitudes. The bright blue flames at the nozzles gradually turned yellow. The fuselage is also invisible, leaving only a few small stars.
His eyes returned to the deck, and he was surprised to see a woman with a group of children, looking around curiously like himself.
A man with a strange birthmark on his face stood beside them, explaining to them in a gentle tone.
".This is our Luanniao-[-]. According to us, Luanniao-[-] is a multi-purpose air combat platform, which can be used as a mother ship to undertake the supply function, and can also be used as an independent combat unit."
"The weapon system of our large plane is relatively simple. After all, it is the first one, but if you have the opportunity to visit Luanniao-[-] in the future, you will see more novel things."
"Like laser cannons, gravity weapons, sonic weapons, and of course conventional weapons like missiles."
"It's these things that are guarding our sky."
After finishing speaking, the man clapped his hands, and another staff member came over carrying an extremely huge box. After opening it, there were all kinds of airplane models inside.
"Okay, today's visit and explanation is over. These airplane models are all gifts I prepared for you. You can choose what you like to take away."
The children swarmed up happily, and one of the children quickly picked out his favorite plane, and then excitedly ran to the man and asked:
"Grandpa, what's the name of this plane?"
The man smiled helplessly and replied:
"First of all, I'm not your grandfather, I'm your uncle. In addition, this is a J-8 fighter, a very old aircraft."
The man thought that the child would be disappointed because of this, but unexpectedly, the look in the other party's eyes did not diminish at all.
"Did the uncle pilot of the very old plane drive it to protect us?"
"That's right. It used to be J-8, then it was J-20, and now it's JS-10. Every generation flies different planes."
"Then what plane will I fly in the future?"
"I do not know either."
The man shook his head, paused for a moment, then spoke again:
"It doesn't matter, no matter what plane you fly in the future, our sky will not change."
The simulated plot of Dragon Heart is all over, and it's over.
(End of this chapter)
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