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"Cobra Maneuver...

That sounds so vivid!"

Test pilot Wang Zhi looked at the maneuvering route diagram drawn by Fang Xiang on the blackboard, as well as the key points of controlling the engine thrust and speed.

He slapped his thigh excitedly.

On the contrary, Wang Jinyang and Song Gong looked at each other in bewilderment.

Compared to test pilots, they, as aviation professionals, know how difficult it is to perform this maneuver.

After all, a test pilot needs to consider his own skills and courage, but they have even more to consider.

"Professor, I think I can give it a try!"

At this moment, Wang Zhi didn't care about their frowning brows.

He stood up and volunteered.

"Don't worry, I see you two have something to say?"

Fang wanted to wave his hand and let Wang Zhi sit down first.

Then he looked at Wang Jinyang and Song Gong.

"If I remember correctly, the seats of this plane are equipped with rocket thrusters, right?"

Compared to Wang Jinyang who was an outsider, Mr. Song hesitated for a long time and asked the key questions.

Just as Fang thought, it didn’t matter if the plane crashed because it was just a sealed test plane.

But test pilots are valuable.

Especially Wang Zhi, although he is already 37 years old, it is the golden age in the Air Force.

Wang Zhi, who may be able to sit in the top seat of test pilot of Factory 132 at his age, is definitely the top figure and the most popular person that the Air Force can produce.

If anything happens to him...

"Engineer Song, please rest assured about my skills. I can still distinguish between the important and the unimportant.

At worst, I can just fly a little higher."

Wang Zhi was eager to try the Cobra maneuver that Fang Xiang mentioned.

"Just to remind you, the first time you do it, the angle shouldn't be too big, about 30 degrees is best.

This way you can use an angle of attack that is easier to control without stalling the aircraft.

Never try an angle of more than 40 degrees for the first time, as it is very easy to fail.

If you lose control, parachute immediately, don't hesitate!"

Seeing that Wang Zhi's face was full of excitement, Fang Xiang still gave him a cautious reminder.

“By the way, set up the camera.

It’s best if you can take pictures, but it doesn’t matter if you can’t. Don’t feel bad about the film.”

After Fang Xiang finished speaking, he gave another instruction to Song Gong.

"OK..."

Seeing that Fang Xiang had thought it through so thoroughly, Song Gong naturally didn't want to pour cold water on him.

He agreed without hesitation.

At this time, it was Wang Jinyang who said nothing.

After all, he knew that he was an outsider to Factory 132.

He and Fang Xiang are fellow apprentices, and since he is the chief engineer of Factory 112, there will be no problem for him to observe.

But if he opened his mouth, many people would assume that he was here to cause trouble on behalf of Factory 112.

Therefore, if he had anything to say, he would only communicate with Fang Xiang in private, and not in front of other people.

Just as Fang Xiang and Engineer Song began to discuss the specific matters of inspecting the J-11.

Wang Zhi couldn't help but imitate the Cobra maneuver with his bare hands.

With eyes closed, he held the air with his left hand as if it was holding the afterburner, and held the joystick with his right hand, one forward and one backward, one left and one right, and it looked like he was playing a simulator.

Wang Zhi looked at everything in front of him. Although he didn't say anything, his eyes revealed what he was thinking at the moment.

Needless to say, he was already wondering whether the J-10 could also perform this move.

Many people think that the Pugachev Cobra maneuver can only be performed on the SU27, or even only on Soviet fighter jets.

In fact, they all misunderstood.

This maneuver was not invented by Pugachev. More than 35 years ago, a Swedish pilot had performed this maneuver while flying a SAAB J.

It’s just that the Swedes... don’t have much say, and it’s not as sensational as the Paris Air Show.

As for the fact that they have never seen what the F-series American fighter jets have done, they actually don't know.

The Cobra maneuver is not only possible with vector engines.

The CJ-1 can also be made, and even a fully loaded A attack aircraft has been made.

In other words, as long as the fighter's thrust-to-weight ratio exceeds 1, it can perform this maneuver. It's just a matter of angle.

It is also easier on aircraft equipped with fly-by-wire flight control, especially the F/A18C, which can be played with at will.

However, in the future when beyond-visual-range strikes are used, this action has basically no practical value other than looking cool.

After all, the days of machine gun strafing and dogfighting are gone forever.

The reason why Fang Xiang wanted to give it a try was, firstly, to satisfy his desire to see it up close with his own eyes, and secondly, he hoped to attract attention in future arms sales or air show activities.

After all, many people who pay the money don’t understand the technology at all and just care about whether it’s fancy or not.

They don't care about the person flying the plane.

A few days later, after a thorough inspection, the J-11 was refueled with a small amount of aviation kerosene and parked on the runway of the airport.

“Remember, it’s not the plane that matters, it’s the people that matter.

If you find something wrong, parachute out! "

Fang Xiang held Wang Zhi's hand and explained again.

“Don’t worry, professor, I haven’t lived enough.

My wife and son are waiting for me to come home, so I won’t mess it up!”

Wang Zhi still looked full of confidence.

But this sentence gave Fang Xiang a bad feeling. Usually, people who say this sentence...

Bah bah bah…

Fang Xiang immediately put this thought aside.

For the first time, I silently chanted the names of gods and Buddhas in my heart.

Finally, the plane took off on the runway, and after circling the field and climbing to the predetermined altitude, the plane reduced its flying speed to a degree visible to the naked eye.

Then he pulled the nose of the plane hard.

Fang Xiang, who was staring at the plane with a telescope in his hand, suddenly felt his worry reach its peak.

"More power! More power! More power!"

Fang Xiang looked at the plane that had obviously entered a stall state and said it unconsciously.

But for some reason, the plane didn't show any intention of adding power. Its head tilted and it immediately entered a stalled state of spiraling down.

"Oh no! The leaves are flying!"

Fang Xiang's heart, which had just risen to his throat, suddenly sank to the bottom.

"Skydive! Skydive quickly!"

Fang Xiang suddenly began to regret asking the test pilot to do this.

There is no doubt that the engine must have stopped in mid-air.

Although in theory, the WP-9, which has matured to the point where there is no more potential to be tapped, will not have the problem of parking in the air.

Moreover, the WP-10 has been installed on hundreds of J-11s and J-9s, and there has never been a case of mid-air parking.

But the facts before him told Fang Xiang that the only explanation now was that the plane had stopped in mid-air.

Fang Xiang put down the telescope in his hand and could already see with his naked eyes the J-11 spiraling down from the sky at an extremely fast speed.

"Skydive! Skydive quickly!!!"

The crowd around were cheering at first, but when they saw the current condition of the plane, they knew what was going on.

Suddenly they all shouted anxiously.

It seemed that this would allow Wang Zhi to hear it.

However, the distance was too far. The people on the ground were at least three kilometers away from the plane.

Where can the sound be transmitted?

The plane's spiral speed was getting slower and slower, and it was about to crash down.

Fang Xiang couldn't bear to look anymore and closed his eyes.

"It's moving! It's moving!"

Just as Fang was waiting for the dull explosion to sound, the words of the person next to him suddenly changed.

Fang Xiang opened his eyes immediately, and the plane actually started its engine again in the air.

With red, blue, cyan and white flames spurting out of the tail and air fluctuations visible to the naked eye, the J-11 suddenly began to accelerate forward as if it had broken free from gravity at an altitude of less than one kilometer above the ground.

"Fuck!

It almost gave me a heart attack!"

Wang Jinyang touched his heart and muttered.

"Don't play like this next time... It'll scare people to death..."

Song Gong also muttered something...