Chapter 558 This time you fly twenty-four thousand
Everyone realized that it had been so long.
The whole process sounds simple. In fact, Gao Zhendong spent a long time explaining and drawing pictures, but everyone was interested in listening.
It seems that what Gao Zhendong has come up with, no matter how everyone evaluates its current feasibility, is really very attractive.
Because it is new and systematic, from technology to application, the logic is self-consistent.
This point alone is enough for everyone to listen patiently. There may not be this store after this village. Regardless of whether its ideological and technical choices are actually reasonable, the analysis from cause to effect is worth everyone. Food for thought.
After hearing the words of the leader of the National Defense Work Committee, everyone had no time to think deeply about what Gao Zhendong meant by "not enough time", but felt a sense of regret that it was broken out of context.
Not enough! Haven't heard enough!
Fortunately, judging from the arrangements of the National Defense Working Committee and the Air Force, if the matter is not explained thoroughly and Gao Zhendong has not finished expressing his opinions, then this meeting will not be over, so don’t worry, you always want to hear Can be heard.
As the meeting ended, everyone was still discussing today’s gains.
"Well, it's interesting. I think this multi-purpose fighter has a good future."
"Don't say I'm going to use it myself. Let me take it out. This thing is more popular than the MiG-19. What? It can be done.
“I suspect that there is a camera on the nose, and it can even do tactical reconnaissance work. "
"I think the heavy bomb is still interesting. With such an arrow from a long distance, fighters can escape, but bombers are hard to say. "
"It sounds good, but can it be realized? That guidance is too complicated. ”
"It doesn't seem complicated, but it's really hard to say from that person's mouth. It might work."
"Do you know something? Are you so sure?"
"Do you think I can tell you?"
"Oh...oh, oh..."
The group of people are all looking forward to tomorrow, when they can continue to listen to Gao Zhendong's entire train of thought. .
However, early the next morning, as soon as I arrived at the conference room, I found comrades from the National Defense Working Committee and the Air Force looking happy but somewhat dignified.
Gao Zhendong also noticed it and was wondering what happened?
In 1961, there seemed to be no major events that would cause the leaders of the National Defense Work Committee and the Air Force to frown.
Soon, when everyone arrived, the mystery was revealed.
"Comrades, just this morning, we shot down another U-2 flying at the extreme altitude of our attack. The enemy pilot parachuted. Unfortunately, after the attack was completed, our fighter pilot Parachute jump, now under search and rescue."
The whole place was in an uproar. At this moment, Gao Zhendong thought of something that he originally thought was a side detail.
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Time goes back a few hours to the other side, at the base of the Black Rat Squadron.
After the last U-2 was shot down, the boss who had been to the Black Rat Squadron came here again.
At this time, he was in front of a black U-2, encouraging the pilot of this plane.
“Our international friends are still very enthusiastic and generous. After we lost all the U-2s, they quickly mobilized a U-2 from Fuso to supplement us. They didn’t even confiscate the money and gave it to us first. "
Hearing these words, the captain of the Black Rat Squadron next to him twitched in his face.
Damn it, it turns out it was a credit card or you brought your own dog food.
Originally, I thought that using the excuse of not having a plane would at least allow my brothers to calm down and stop working hard with their heads high for a short time.
I didn’t expect this guy to go back and beg for another plane from Citigroup in such a short period of time. He did it on credit. If you were begging for food like this, I would be generous if you replaced me. .
At this moment, the squadron leader even had the urge to ask his brothers to fly over in a plane and just throw in the towel. There was no way to do this job. It was too frustrating, so it was better to fight with real swords and guns.
It is simply unnatural for human beings to hold their heads high, spend their own money, and plot against one's own family for outsiders.
"Brothers are jealous of each other and resist their insults", but now everything is reversed.
Before being carried over here, I heard that my relatives in my hometown had been allocated land, and I didn’t know whether the crops grown in that land were high-yielding.
Unfortunately, he can only think about this matter.
"Major Fang, this aircraft is what our friends are worried about. It arrived so quickly, so we can't let them down. This time, if you fly higher, the other side won't be able to hit you. You don't have to worry about SA-2 missiles." , This time we are very well prepared. Your mission route will definitely avoid the missile position on the opposite side. Everything is under control."
Their name for the S-75 surface-to-air missile is naturally and Citizen. Be consistent.
After saying this, the boss pointed to the black aircraft behind Major Fang: "This time, you will fly twenty-four thousand. There is no hard requirement for reconnaissance effect. The main task is to let the other party take a look. They can't do anything about our plane."
It sounds nice, but it actually means something else entirely - "Try to see if the 24,000 aircraft will be shot down."
You are so damn nice.
Seeing his superiors still earnestly encouraging the flying officers on this mission, the squadron leader felt even more depressed. Urgent, uncle, what should we be anxious about? It is obviously the "friendly" who is more anxious.
However, no matter what the squadron leader was thinking, Major Fang still boarded the plane on credit, flew off the ground in the faint morning light, and flew towards the other side.
The first half of what happened next was the same as the U-2 last time, there was no difference.
The radar station discovered the enemy situation and reported it quickly.
The Tu-4 that was closest to the enemy aircraft took off to prepare for air situation support. At the nearest air force airport, the war eagles that had completed the jump tactics training took off and rushed towards the enemy's flank.
But the difference is that this time, the enemy plane flew at 24,500 meters.
In order to save his life, Major Fang raised the flight altitude to the limit of the practical ceiling, which was a little higher than the 24,000 required by his superiors before departure.
Listening to the warning that has been howling in the radar warning device, Major Fang in the U-2 cockpit felt much more relaxed than when he first set off.
He was sure that he had been discovered by the radar on the opposite side, from the continuous whistling sound of the radar warning device, and from the very busy noise in the radio listening equipment, but the meaning was unclear because it was not decrypted. , he was very sure of this.
But what made him slightly relieved was that more than an hour had passed since he entered the inland sky, and he still had not been attacked. This showed that this height was effective and the opponent could not reach him.
Otherwise, based on the distribution of the opponent's air force airports that we have learned, such a long time will be enough for the opponent's fighter jets to catch up with us anyway.
In the warning sound of the radar warning device, there is no characteristic sound of the opponent's fighter jet radar, which further confirms this point.
Although he didn't know what was happening behind him, he basically guessed it right.
It is indeed difficult to reach, but the wrong guess is that our fighter jets have actually caught up with him, but the altitude difference is too big, and the radar has not been turned on.
"Lushan, the altitude difference is too big, there is no attack condition."
Lushan, one of the famous mountains, naturally refers to the airspace command center here.
Among the two Z-6s, the pilot of the lead aircraft reported to the command center.
Just now, he had tried several times to jump up and launch an attack, but at this height difference, the Thunder-1's limited combat slant range had never met the attack conditions.
Different from the last time when the U-2 flew around 20,000 meters, the Zhan-6 that time, after the jump, basically fought enemy aircraft at the same height. The requirements for grasping the launch opportunity were not too high. High, even when the missile is launched, the conditions are met without reaching the Zhan-6's jump limit.
But this time it was different. The height of the enemy plane made the launch conditions even more stringent. If it was too far away, the missile range would not be enough, and if it was too close, the missile would not fly far enough to be thrown that high.
And this height difference has reached the limit of the missile's combat capabilities. The Zhan-6 must grasp every meter of height and try to get itself closer to the enemy aircraft.
The auxiliary fuel tank has long been thrown away, and the Zhan-6 launched several jumps towards the enemy aircraft, but failed to enter the only theoretical launch window for the missile.
Yes, there is only a theoretical launch window. This combat condition is too extreme.
In fact, pilots are now using short-range combat bombs to intercept mid-range projectiles.
And this theoretical window, when the Zhan-6 does not have a fire control computer, relies on the pilot's head to grasp it.
It is extremely difficult for the pilot to not only ensure the plane's leaping flight, but also seize the launch opportunity.
Listening to the reports from the fighter jets, the command center issued instructions.
"Qingyun 01, give up the interception, you may not have enough fuel."
Several attempts to attack were unsuccessful, but the fuel was actually consumed. Afterburner sprint, that is not ordinary fuel consumption, and this is the internal fuel used after throwing away the auxiliary fuel tank.
Not enough oil? This made Qingyun 01 seem to remember something.
The pilot looked at his fuel gauge and asked the command center.
"Lushan, how far am I from the nearest airport?" These days, the navigation device on a fighter jet cannot be said to be completely ignorant of its own position, at least it is better than nothing. If you want to be accurate, it is impossible. It depends on the command center to report after the operation on the map.
Not long after, the command center reported a number to Qingyun 01.
Qingyun 01 figured it out and issued a request.
"I still have enough oil, please launch one last attack."
This is what he just thought of. A lot of oil has been burned, which means that his body is lighter, and he may be able to attack Higher?
The people in the command center looked at each other after hearing this.
If the position of the fighter plane is the clearest here, then the pilot knows best the remaining fuel of the fighter plane.
“Since it’s enough, let’s try again.”
"Well, let him try again, otherwise he will not be willing to accept it, and neither will we."
The commander picked up the intercom: "Qingyun 01, the attack is allowed. After the attack, no matter the result, no observation is required, we can directly Return.”
(End of this chapter)