Chapter 487 - Visual Feast: Dancing with the Machine

No matter how experienced the pilot is, he never imagined that he could connect various classic maneuvers into a dance, a dance that belongs to the aircraft.

The waltz should have been a pas de deux, but the J-11 was dancing alone in the sky. Oh no, it was not the loneliness that ordinary people think of, but the loneliness that belongs to the king. The master is lonely, but he can't win even if he loses.

As if the Su-27 was dominated by more advanced fighter jets such as the F-22 and Su-37, professional maneuvers such as mongoose maneuvers, awl maneuvers, hook maneuvers, tail thrusts, and bell maneuvers were performed one by one.

When the aerial combat skills of another world, which were never seen in this world, were revealed, almost the whole exhibition area went into a stir. Everyone could not sit still or stand, and they rushed towards the runway with all their strength, attacking the French soldiers who were complaining incessantly. *Square cordon.

Hunting sparrow track!

Bloodthirsty strangulation!

The magic swallow passes through the forest!

Morning storm!

Poyun three consecutive attacks!

War roar!

The J-11 even used its own body to produce a huge and strange roar that was different from that of an engine, shocking the entire audience.

I am afraid that even the designers of the Su-27 and the improvement team of the J-11 have never thought that the J-11 can actually use its body structure to tear the air and make such a sound, like a sonic weapon, which may have a mental deterrent effect on the ground battlefield. .

Compared to other worlds with thousands of years of aerial combat experience, the aerial combat skills in this world are still quite immature. The aerial knights in this world seemed like elementary school students in front of Lin Mo. When they saw college students appearing, they were all dumbfounded.

This Paris-Le Bourget International Aerospace Exhibition is destined to be a miraculous mobility feast. No one could have expected that the gold content would reach this level, which is pure gold.

China's J-11 completely stunned the audience.

"What a tragedy!" Chen Haiqing muttered to himself, looking at the sky absentmindedly.

"My condolences! My condolences!" As if he expected something, Qiu Zhengjun, a senior engineer at Shen Fei, patted Master Chen on the shoulder with an understanding tone to express his sympathy.

They saw a customer base that looked exactly like a bullfight with red eyes and gasping for breath.

The J-11 succeeded once again. The outstanding performance allowed the procurement delegations from all parties to see that the performance of the J-11 can reach such an outrageous level. Hearing is better than seeing. Seeing with your own eyes can prove everything.

If the J-11 can do what the F-22 can do, it means that the J-11 can be close to or even reach the level of the F-22.

Although insiders know that human factors account for a large proportion, they cannot free their souls from the elegant dance of the lonely waltz dancer in the sky.

Even if it is ten F-22s, if they encounter this J-11, I am afraid they will end up in the same defeat.

"I want a J-11!"

I don't know who the boss was, but he let out a very angry roar, and the personnel of the military procurement delegation suddenly blocked the exhibition area of ​​the National Defense Star.

Customers who failed to buy the J-14 are now furious. Even if they grab an order for a J-11, it would be good to go back. The performance of this fighter is amazing. Why haven't I discovered it before?

The staff at the Shenfei exhibition next door were also dumbfounded. They quickly sent people to help divert the flow. After all, they were also the main manufacturer of the J-11. The production capacity of Defense Star was obviously unable to withstand the impact of such orders. They still relied on the big tree of Shenfei to eat them all. Drop so much to buy**.

However, Shen Fei's efforts did not achieve the desired results, and not everyone was willing to buy into their account. Many customers believed that the Defense Star's J-11 was a specially customized version. Otherwise, how could it achieve such a posture.

"Defense Star and the others succeeded!"

Sergey, a senior engineer at Sukhoi. Sulotov smiled bitterly and looked at the defense star exhibition area, which was filled with customers.

"Our Su-27..." Sukhoi's team manager also looked helplessly at his sparse booth. The genuine product was defeated by the copycat, and he didn't even have the power to parry.

This kind of shopping guide skill of describing Russian rhinestones as eight stars and eight arrows and selling them as diamonds is really impossible to learn.

Even if the sales staff took the initiative to attract those customers, patting themselves on the chest and saying that their Su-27 was original and genuine, with world-class quality and design, the customers did not appreciate it, even if there were customers who were willing to sit down and talk for a few words. They also put forward quite harsh modification opinions. For Sukhoi, there is no profit at all, and the profit from accessories will be a long time coming. This kind of order is simply a loss.

"Everyone think of a way, can't we get even one order this time?" Thinking of the high exhibition sponsorship and advertising fees, if we don't get four or five orders, Sukhoi will obviously have to take advantage of the northwest wind. It's even worse than the MiG, which is already worse.

"We can't agree to the conditions of the Defense Star..." Sergey. Sulotov shook his head. He had no idea. The Chinese people opened their mouths loudly. The al4 engine technology did not belong to Sukhoi at all, but was a product of the Ryulika 'Saturn' scientific research and production complex. Sukhoi was not qualified at all. If you use it in exchange, you won't be able to persuade Rulica "Saturn" to use his family wealth to help this favor.

The Russian military will not agree to such conditions.

Looking at the young men of the "Gregori" flying team who looked blank in the rest area, Director Sukhoi gritted his teeth and said: "These bandits!

Likewise, at Lockheed. Townsend, director of the Martin Company. Williams was also gritting his teeth. The Japanese blocked him on the way back to the hotel yesterday afternoon and insisted on asking for an explanation.

What do you say to yourself? Could it be that he privately incited the outstanding genius Saichiro Noma of their "Blue Shockwave" aerobatic team to provoke the Chinese? As for the many benefits, even if multiplied a hundred times, they would not be worth the loss of the F22 "Raptor" fighter jet. .

I had to use my boss's words and threats to coax these yellow-skinned monkeys away. At the worst, I could give them some quotas to observe F22 flight training and other small profits, and slowly compensate them.

Do I have to pay for an F22 Raptor?

How many lifetimes will it take for me to afford a "Raptor" with a bare-metal price of more than 120 million US dollars? The U.S. Congress will not allow another "Raptor" to be provided to Japan. Otherwise, what will happen? The chairman of Lockheed had to shoot himself, or strap himself onto a missile and launch it.

No, no, no, I still have a wife and children to support, so I can't die so young.

I am still trying to figure out how to explain this incident to my superiors. If I want to blame it, I can only blame the pilot of the Chinese defense star for being too cunning. He actually triggered the French anti-aircraft missile system and led the missile to shoot down Saichiro Noma. fighter.

Townsend rubbed his fingers into his hair, twisting his successful-looking hairstyle into a chicken coop. Williams' eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and he looked at the defense star exhibition area with hatred, cursing in a low voice, his eyes rolling around, and he didn't know what he was planning.

The civilians in the general public auditorium did not know what was happening in the exhibition area. All their attention was focused on the sky. The flight altitude of the J-11 was always below 1,000 square meters, allowing all the audience to see It is extremely realistic and a feast for the eyes, and it is unknown that many new aviation enthusiasts have been born as a result.

"Look, that's Kondra's exchange of 1 flying. It's so beautiful!"

"Yes, there is also an op-style right turn of 90 degrees, oh 1 one, two, three, step back and slide 1, it is simply amazing."

"Weaving step, hesitating step, Chinese, I love you to death, I must marry you."

Although they are not experts, ordinary civilians who watch hot lots always have their own way of understanding to appreciate the wonderful visual enjoyment that the J-11's maneuverable feast brings to them.

Fighter waltz, this new term will definitely be popular all over the world. The J-11 dancing gracefully in the sky has completely inspired the romance of Westerners, especially the French. Especially the French who love the waltz the most. They can no longer stand the temptation and simply start from He stood up from his seat, picked up a companion next to him, regardless of gender, hugged him and danced the waltz.

The auditorium was full of dancing people. Those men and women who had crushes on their loved ones but did not dare to confess their feelings took the opportunity to hold each other's hands and launch an offensive.

A rare spectacle occurred at any aviation and aerospace exhibition. People and fighter jets danced, the sky and the earth danced together. The multiple cameras arranged by France Satellite TV 4 seemed not enough to watch, and the host and guests could not bear it. Keep making the beat of the waltz.

The sky and the ground are all in the same rhythm.

Not only the pilots of the "August 1" Aerobatic Demonstration Team, but pilots from other countries and manufacturers have already been dumbfounded. They have never seen a fighter jet perform like this. Is this still a stunt?

It is not a simple mix of maneuvers, but a true master-level fighter control, precise control of every tiny attitude change of the fighter, a strong sense of space, and the ability to withstand overload.

An ordinary person in the cabin would probably collapse into a puddle of mud in less than thirty seconds, but the J-11 pilot persisted for ten minutes.

The absence of bombs and external fuel tanks, the lightness of the J-11's body, the good maneuverability after technological upgrades, and the aerodynamic layout for over-stall maneuverability are the basis for Lin Mo to complete this spectacular waltz in the sky.

After all, the performance time cannot be occupied for a long time. In the middle of the last note of the end of the waltz that was repeated several times, the landing gear was lowered and a faint smoke was caused by friction on the runway.

Almost at the same time, the dancing crowd on the ground also completed the last movement to the sound of music. Everyone looked at each other in unison and smiled.