Chapter 54 Private development of F22, is it crazy?
Beijing, fighter jet development and research center.
Chang Wen sat in the office and stretched out comfortably. It was about to be lunch break. He had also finished his work in the morning and was about to wait a few minutes before going to the cafeteria for lunch.
He still remembers the live broadcast he watched two days ago. The live broadcast anchor named Wang Yang publicly sold F22 fighter jets in the live broadcast room.
There were so many people in the live broadcast room, and one person even paid a deposit on the spot.
I just don’t know if that person is the real buyer or if he is just someone who was hired by Wang Yang.
But it doesn’t matter. Anyway, Wang Yang’s live broadcast was good. At least the live broadcast effect was achieved, and Wang Yang’s popularity increased a lot again.
And during his break at work this morning, he seemed to see Wang Yang broadcasting again, and a mysterious guest came to the live broadcast room, but he was busy at the time and ignored the live broadcast. I didn’t go to see it either.
In his opinion, Wang Yang's marketing this time was indeed very powerful. At least he gained popularity, but at most he lost money on two fighter jet models.
Although the fighter model looks quite realistic, almost exactly the same as the real F22 fighter, but in the end, it is just a model. If the appearance is more similar, the maximum cost will be slightly less. A little more.
Compared with the money Wang Yang will earn in the future, that's just a drop in the bucket.
The idea just came up.
Dingle bell.
The phone on the desk suddenly rang.
He answered the phone directly without thinking: "Hello, hello, Fighter Development and Research Center, this is Chang Wen."
"Hello, I am Lin Yi from the Military Research Institute of Qingcheng Garrison District." Lin Yi's dull voice came from the phone.
Chang Wen was stunned.
Qingcheng Garrison District Military Research Institute?
"Hello, what can I do for you?" Chang Wen smiled.
Lin Yi did not say any pleasantries and went straight to the point: "Director Chang, it's like this. I recently studied a set of fighter engine data, as well as aerodynamic device data. I would like to ask you about the relationship between the development of your fighter jets and Research center, can we use this set of data to infer the approximate performance of the fighter jet?"
Hearing this, Chang Wen frowned: "With the current technology, it is unrealistic. After all, high-precision testing instruments still need to cooperate with engines and pneumatic devices to conduct testing in a simulated operating environment. Ultimately, The data is the real thing.”
“If you rely solely on a set of data, it is difficult to infer the specific performance, and it still needs to be tested.”
Chang Wen was a little confused. As a colleague at the Military Research Institute, although there may be fewer scientific research projects in terms of experience and daily contact, this has caused differences in the knowledge and level of knowledge between the two parties.
But basically everyone should know that it is unrealistic to infer performance through data.
After all, it is just a set of data.
While he was thinking, he heard another voice answer the phone: "Hello, Director Chang, this is Li Wenshan."
Chang Wen's expression was startled: "Hello."
"That's right. I would like to ask, do you think it is possible for civilians to develop fighter engines, pneumatic devices and other components, and assemble them into a usable military fighter?"
Listen At this point, Chang Wen was completely confused and stunned. What the hell?
Civilians develop parts of fighter jets and assemble them into a complete, usable military fighter jet?
Play!
You think a fighter jet is some kind of car, or a small vehicle like a motorcycle, right?
“It’s impossible. Even the Advanced Military Research Institute needs to go through various experiments, staged attempts and other processes before it can finally develop a component for fighter jets, which requires a lot of High-quality scientific researchers, high-precision instruments, and a strict environment are all indispensable. It is impossible for the private sector to have such conditions." Although he felt a little speechless, Chang Wen explained patiently.
Li Wenshan said thoughtfully: "That means it is impossible for the private sector to develop parts for the F22 fighter, right?"
Chang Wenxi moved his mouth a few times, wanting to say something, but felt he didn't know how to speak.
F22 fighter jet...
Let alone the private sector, even their fighter jet research and development center cannot develop parts for the F22 fighter jet.
“That’s right, the F22 fighter jet is currently the main fighter in service of the US military. Although many cutting-edge technologies are products of the last century, these cutting-edge technologies are still at the top level even today. At present, our country has no way to master most of the core technologies, let alone the private sector..."
Before he finished speaking, Chang Wen seemed to have thought of something. He first looked at the phone and then recalled Wang Yang’s live broadcast room.
Is Wang Yang from Qingcheng?
The questions Qingcheng Guard District called me to ask were also very strange. They were so out of line that they sounded like a layman asking very naive questions.
After an idea emerged in his mind, Chang Wen smiled and joked: "Have you also watched the live broadcast of the anchor named Wang Yang?"
"Huh?" Li Wenshan was stunned.
Chang Wen continued: "It is like this. It is impossible for the private sector to develop parts for F22 fighter jets. Even the development of parts for fighter jets with backward technology does not have the conditions."
"If you watched that live broadcast and suspect that what Wang Yang is selling is a real F22 fighter jet, then you are a little worried. I can say with certainty that it is not an F22 fighter jet, but an empty fighter jet with a shell. Model."
"Ah...yes, that's right." Li Wenshan smiled awkwardly.
Chang Wen glanced at the time: "That's right, so you don't have to worry."
"Okay, excuse me."
After saying that, Li Wenshan hung up directly The call was disconnected.
As soon as the phone was hung up, director Zhang Wenchang walked in and looked at Chang Wen's expression: "Who were you calling just now? Why did I hear F22?"
"That's it, director, It's the Qingcheng Garrison District, calling us to ask if the private sector can develop an F22 fighter jet," Chang Wen said with a smile.
"Private development of F22? How is this possible?" Zhang Wenchang was stunned.
Chang Wen spread his hands: "Yeah, that's what I said too. It should be that Li Wenshan saw Wang Yang's live broadcast and saw that the two F22 fighter jets were very realistic, and mistakenly thought they were real. F22 fighter jet, so I came here to ask if this is possible."
"Sigh." Zhang Wenchang sighed and put his hands behind his back: "Don't talk about civilians, it's our Fighter Research and Development Center. It is already the top fighter research institute in Kyushu. For now, we still have not mastered the cutting-edge technology of F22.”
"Yes, it would be great if we can really master those technologies. We can vigorously research sixth-generation fighters on this basis to make the Air Force even more powerful. By then, no matter whether it is an F35 or an F45, they will all be Let’s compete with Jiuzhou’s fighters!” Chang Wen stood up and said excitedly.
(End of this chapter)