Chapter 668: Local Tyrant Air Force! Blow up the ice with the J-20!

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J-20 'Weilong', the king of this fighter field, is undoubtedly familiar and unfamiliar to Zhou Hai.

The familiarity stems from visiting the Huangtianba base many times and having the privilege of visiting the state-of-the-art top-secret pulsation production line, which can be viewed at a distance of several meters.

The strangeness stems from the fact that he has never been in contact with it once, and all the information and cognition about this top-secret level in the Air Force comes from subjective consciousness, speculation, judgment and hearsay, and Zhou Hai has never known the real official information.

"Boom!"

Under Zhou Hai's gaze, the advanced and sci-fi J-20 'Weilong' gradually lowered its altitude from far to near, showing a landing attitude, and landed steadily on the straight main runway in an elegant and slightly noble arc, ignoring the adverse wind speed of the Wucheng base.

Open the parachute and slow down.

The war eagle like a falling leaf, wrapped in the breath of a king without anger, slowly came to the apron area of the base under the gaze of the ground staff who were already sensational.

"Mother, J-20?"

The ground crew leader, who was busy in the No. 18 parking stand, noticed the movement, cast his eyes, and was immediately dumbfounded.

",,!"

"Li Ergou, hurry up and look, it's J-20!"

"God, it's actually a J-20, what the hell happened today, just now there was a J-10 that I have never seen before."

The apron area of the base has been a sensation, and an old ground crew and a new ground crew are talking about it, and their attention is focused on the J-20 that is slowly moving.

At this time, the light is dazzling.

At this moment, all eyes are on.

As the world's third fourth-generation stealth fighter officially in service, the J-20 is undoubtedly a superstar in the air force and aviation field, and it comes with BGM as soon as it appears.

The atmosphere was sensational and lively, and the chatters and exclamations around him were like a tidal wave.

On the passage of the base, Zhou Hai, who was shocked and slightly caught off guard, had already sobered up, his eyes were fixed on this J-20 'Weilong' with the August 1 logo and the official combat number of the Air Force, his mind returned to calm, running at high speed like a computer, falling into thought, and habitually analyzing: "What is this J-20 flying to the Wucheng base for?" ”

There must be a reason for everything.

What is the real purpose of a J-20 that suddenly came to the Wucheng base?

Curious.

Zhou Hai was really curious.

You must know that this is a fourth-generation J-20, not a third-generation main fighter such as J-10A, J-11A or J-11B, known for its stealth and maneuverability, and its performance is extremely strong, and it is a well-deserved cutting-edge war force of the Chinese Air Force.

A J-20, as long as there are enough ammunition and fuel pipes, can almost tear apart the complete air defense system and air force of a small country, even if it encounters a medium-sized country, it can also give heavy damage, and over time, through reasonable and effective tactics, it is not impossible to destroy the air force of a medium-sized country.

To take the simplest example, before the Argentine Air Force did not purchase FC-20X "Qingjiao" fighters, one J-20 was enough to knead wantonly, kill seven in and seven out easily like Zhao Zilong, and also clean up the four typhoons on the Falklands by the way.

Rampant and domineering, no one can beat it.

The generation gap in the level of science and technology is an insurmountable barrier.

"Huh? This is ......" Zhou Hai, who stood in place, narrowed his eyes.

On the flat taxiway, the J-20 covered in black and gray with a split paint, with a Longbo lens installed under the belly, was guided by the ground crew to go directly to the previous parking position area.

Immediately afterwards, he drove into the No. 19 shed parking stand next door and stopped steadily.

Next door!

The J-20, numbered 034, with a five-digit official combat number in the middle of the vertical tail, stopped next door to the J-10D 'Fire Dragon', which had the feeling of the eldest brother greeting the younger brother.

"Stop next door? Wait, is this J-20 going to go on an ice-blasting mission with me? Damn, this won't be, right? ”

Zhou Hai, who was thinking about the reason, looked at the J-20 parked next door, and was stunned, his eyelids couldn't help jumping, and he thought of an incredible and reasonable answer.

J-20 on an ice-blasting mission together?

It seems that it is really possible, otherwise why did you go to Wucheng and stop next to the J-10D?

The problem is that using the J-20 to carry out the ice bombing mission is too frustrating!

This is more terrifying than killing chickens with a knife, comparable to a cannon hitting mosquitoes, or the kind of fire salvo of an entire artillery battalion.

Trouble!

The higher departments are really going to make trouble!

"What a local tyrant, if you let the Argentine Air Force know, tsk...... Forget it, it's none of my business anyway, so I'd better report first. ”

Thinking of this answer, a strange look appeared on Zhou Hai's face, and he shook his head, emptying the thoughts in his mind.

Regarding this answer, Zhou Hai didn't know if it was correct, and he couldn't even confirm it.

The first priority is to report to the base headquarters first to get the details of the ice bombing mission.

Leaving the tarmac area, under the guidance of the relevant personnel of the base, about ten minutes later, Zhou Hai arrived at the headquarters of the heavily guarded Wucheng base, and saw the political commissar of the base carrying the rank of colonel and the rank of deputy military on his shoulders.

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Inside the war room.

On the large screen, a map of the location of the attack and tactical requirements are presented.

The political commissar of the base and Zhou Hai gathered here for a pre-mission tactical discussion.

"That is to say, I want to cooperate with the J-20 fighter to carry out a full-load ultra-low-altitude penetration, and then climb to an altitude of 2,000 meters 10 kilometers away from the attack point, and then drop the unguided bomb to a target of 10 meters by 10 meters, and attack four targets in a row?"

After learning the details of the ice bombing task, Zhou Hai was speechless, his eyes were on the big screen, and he said slowly.

Well, the answer to the previous analysis and speculation is accurate, the domestic air force is really a local tyrant, and he really wants to carry out this difficult ice-breaking mission with the J-20 fighter.

How difficult is it?

Highway take-off and landing with live ammunition lifted into the air, ultra-low altitude penetration at night nearly 250 kilometers, and then climb to use unguided bombs to attack, requiring a 10-meter by 10-meter predetermined target, a total of eight targets, four for one person.

"The interval between each attack is no more than 30 seconds, and it requires precise strikes, and the minimum height must not be less than 500 meters, remember, this is a very demanding task, that is, to complete the ice explosion, remove the danger, and play a test of the detection effect."

The political commissar of the base, who was about forty-six or seventeen years old with a national face, looked at Zhou Hai, who was younger than his own child, and also had a strange meaning in his heart, he did not show it, his face was serious, and he reminded emphatically: "The purpose of the mission is two, first, to eliminate the danger for the people along the Lingxun River, and second, to emphasize the coordinated offensive operation of special-shaped aircraft, Comrade Zero, do you understand?" ”

He originally thought that it would be Lao Fei who carried out this mission, but as a result, when Zhou Haiyi arrived, the young face almost made people doubt life.