In the base factory, you can clearly see from the ground a brand new fighter that has not yet been painted with the official combat number of the Air Force, with a silver-gray split stealth livery, a unique and controversial canard wing among the fourth generation aircraft, two huge movable twin vertical tails, DSI air intakes, and a slender and smooth fuselage.

This is the J-20 'Weilong', which has been announced to the outside world and can be called the top secret of the state, the real backbone of the Air Force.

"Huh? Is it Colonel Lin? ”

Smoothly sliding to the No. 8 simple metal shed parking position, Zhou Hai unexpectedly saw an acquaintance, Lin Jian, who served as the commander of the comprehensive air combat special training of the Quzhou base, and one of the recommended people of his own organization.

Lin Jian, who was wearing a training uniform, stood calmly, stood quietly next to the No. 8 parking position, as if he was waiting, and there were ground staff who were ready to stand around.

Colonel Lin is from the Huangtianba base?

This situation surprised Zhou Hai a little.

The J-10S fighter accurately slid into the No. 8 parking stand, stopped steadily, and the ground crew with various tools immediately surrounded it, built a boarding ladder, and placed retainers in front and behind the landing gear wheels.

The sound of the engine quickly decayed, and after Zhou Hai closed the oil circuit and circuit according to the standard process, he opened the glass cockpit cover, unlocked the special interface connecting the third-generation ordinary avionics system, took off the sharp eye, picked up the training backpack and tactical tablet that needed to be carried, and then went down the boarding ladder to the cement floor of the Huangtianba base.

"Report to Colonel Lin, I was ordered to return the fighter, please receive!" Zhou Hai, who was covered with things, straightened his back and raised his hand to report to Lin Jian, who had been absent for nearly 20 days.

It has been more than 20 days since the last Quzhou base was separated.

"I receive it on behalf of the Huangtianba base."

Lin Jian looked at Zhou Hai with both eyes, his face was calm, he raised his hand to return the salute, and then said with a smile: "Lift the restriction on solo flight, sixteen days of solo flight, I really didn't mistake you at the beginning, come with me, someone wants to see you." ”

After the words fell, he turned around and walked towards the base factory.

"Colonel Lin, who is it?"

Zhou Hai was a little puzzled, and immediately followed, he could be sure that there were no friends he knew at the Huangtianba base, and the only person he knew in Rongcheng was Lin Dong, who had not been married for a long time.

"Just go in and find out." Lin Jian smiled: "By the way, I will take you to visit the J-20 production line, pay attention to confidentiality." ”

"Understood."

Hearing this, Zhou Hai's eyes lit up and he nodded again and again.

The two of them left the tarmac area filled with countless distorted heat waves, walked into the heavily guarded and highly confidential base factory, and came to the brand-new J-20 'Weilong' quietly parked in the station at the main entrance of the factory.

"It's beautiful."

Zhou Hai looked at the top-level fighter plane that condensed all kinds of wisdom and cutting-edge technology like a work of art one step away, and his eyes appeared a touch of confusion, and he whispered softly.

As a pilot, being able to see the J-20 up close is both lucky and tormenting.

Because you can only see, not touch.

Bidding farewell to the J-20 that already belonged to someone else, Zhou Hai followed behind Lin Jian and headed towards the depths of the spacious and bright factory.

The entire Huangtianba base of the factory, installed a variety of high-precision equipment, dynamic group positioning system, mobile robot hole making technology, annular track hole making equipment, horizontal double machine combined drilling and riveting machine and other fighter aircraft automatic assembly equipment, these equipment constitute a new digital pulsation production line, the degree of automation is extremely high, the failure rate is very low, advanced and efficient.

Hundreds of thousands of parts from confidential supporting factories across the country will form a Weilong soaring in the blue sky here.

In the factory area, at a glance, there are six J-20s with a yellow fuselage parked, and an engineer and technician wearing a Loma work uniform shuttle back and forth, working nervously, and the pulsating production line is in full production.

Two J-20s are nearing completion, two J-20s are in half-working condition, and the last two J-20s are only in the initial production state of the airframe.

Zhou Hai, who was granted the right to visit, was like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, looking east and west, carefully observing this highly confidential production line and factory structure.

"The engine tail nozzles of the last two J-20s are serrated and are S-10C omnidirectional axisymmetric vector nozzles, which should be an improved J-20, not a basic one."

Zhou Hai, who browsed the visit, soon found something unusual, staring at the last two J-20s on the production line of the factory, his eyes narrowed, and he thought silently.

It is a well-known fact that the base version of the J-20 is not equipped with a vector engine.

"Zhou Hai, this way." At this time, Lin Jian reminded Zhou Hai, turned around and walked into the narrow corridor on the right, ending in an office with soldier handles holding Type 95 automatic rifles on both sides.

Who will it be?

Looking at this battle, Zhou Hai gathered his mind, and with doubts, he hurriedly followed, and walked along the quiet and clean corridor to the office at the end.

"Knock knock!"

Standing in front of the office door, Lin Jian showed respect on his face and knocked on the door gently.

"Please come in." Inside the office, a slightly hoarse voice came from the office.

"Squeak!"

The door gently pushed open, and there was a faint sound.

"Chief Master, Zhou Hai is here."

Lin Jian walked sideways into the office, his eyes filled with respect, and he looked at the middle-aged man wearing a pair of ordinary glasses in front of the ordinary solid wood desk, and said softly.

Although he is middle-aged, he has reached the age of knowing his fate.

"Comrade Lin Jian, Comrade Zhou Hai, please take a seat." The middle-aged man put down the old fountain pen in his hand, smiled kindly, stretched out his hand to invite him to sit down, and then took off his glasses with thick lenses and rubbed his sour eyes.

"Yang, Academician Yang Wei?!"

Zhou Hai stood at the door of the office, looking at the man sitting on the office chair, instantly moved, stunned in place, as if struck by lightning, opened his mouth, and his eyes appeared in disbelief.

Combing the ordinary partial head of the eighties of the last century, with a round face, slightly drooping cheeks, a pair of small black eyes, bright and spiritual, containing an inexplicable atmosphere, at first glance is not surprising, but if you look closely, you feel like the dazzling sun that releases endless light and heat from the top of the sky.

This is Yang Wei!

Yang Wei under an ordinary face,

Yang Wei, who single-handedly supports half the sky of China's aviation industry, is a genius in the world's aviation field!

Academician Yang Wei's life can be called a real legend.

Forty-one years ago, Yang Wei, who was only fifteen years old, was an out-and-out genius, with the ambition of Qingyun, and was finally admitted to Northwest University of Technology after being rejected by many universities due to eye and vision problems.

Thirty-four years ago, Yang Wei, who was only 22 years old, had already graduated with a master's degree, and he was facing the impact of the economic development wave of reform and opening up, and stood at the crossroads of his future life under the background of 'selling tea and eggs instead of making missiles'.