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"How about it?"
"What a great plane! The engine is incredibly powerful. I've never flown such a great plane before."
The test pilot gave it high praise, which delighted everyone present.
Even the leader was featured in that iconic photo.
But that's not all. After the Tenth Prince's test flight, the Eleventh Prince's turn will be the main event.
Everyone stayed at Institute 611 for a day, and on the second day, the mysterious J-11 appeared.
When the plane was opened, everyone was shocked, and Fang Zhenhua's eyes widened in surprise.
Is this the Eleventh Prince?
Isn't that an F-15?
President Song explained to everyone with a smile.
"Our military needs a twin-engine heavy fighter jet, and we happened to receive some data, so after sorting it out, we decided to develop the J-11."
Did the Eleventh Prince switch from a Su-27 to an F-15?
What about Institute 601?
What about their domestic production of the Su-27? Are they going to call it the J-14?
The person who test-flew this domestically produced F-15 fighter jet was Ma Chong, an ace pilot in the Air Force.
The commander of the 4th Air Division was extremely excited when he learned that he would be able to test fly the domestically produced F-15.
He truly never imagined that one day he would be able to pilot such an aircraft.
After Ma Chong ascended into the sky, the leader beckoned Fang Zhenhua to his side and asked in a low voice.
"Zhenhua, the domestically produced F-15 is indeed a good thing, but we can't hide our fighter jets. What about the Americans? Won't this expose your plans in the US?"
"You need to know that the people you left in the US can play a greater role, even more important than the domestically produced F-15."
In fact, this is also a problem that Fang Zhenhua is having a headache about.
The domestically produced F-15 is good, but it needs a perfect solution.
Otherwise, if we take this plane out, do you think the Americans will go crazy?
"Indeed, this is an important issue we need to consider."
After thinking for a moment, Fang Zhenhua said.
"We must keep the specific performance data of this aircraft strictly confidential. As long as the performance data is not leaked, the appearance will be fine."
In terms of appearance, it is actually possible to imitate it. Moreover, compared to foreign countries, our country is a well-known country of counterfeiting, so it is not difficult to imitate its appearance.
The most important thing is the aircraft's performance data. The domestically produced F-15 is completely based on the American design, and the performance data is basically not very different.
If Americans knew this data, they would understand that F-15 information had been leaked.
Therefore, when that time comes, a thorough investigation will definitely be conducted.
McDonnell Douglas will definitely be a prime target for investigation, which will put John Douglas in a difficult position.
"You're right, but you're a veteran leader in the intelligence department, so you need to play a role too!"
"Yes, Chief."
Although the leader didn't say much, Fang Zhenhua was still determined to make a special trip to the Third Bureau after returning to Beijing to encourage everyone to pay close attention to the foreigners in Sichuan and Chongqing.
If all else fails, then there's only one last resort.
Kill John Douglas.
As long as John Douglas is involved, no one will be able to trace this back to Walden and Yuri.
As long as these two people don't get into trouble, this is a dead end. The Americans would never be able to figure it out, no matter how hard they try. The enemy is hiding very deep inside.
Ma Chong piloted the domestically produced F-15 and completed the test flight mission. After he got off, General Manager Song couldn't wait to ask him.
How do you feel?
“Very good. Although I have never flown an F-15, I know that the fighter jets currently in the military are absolutely no match for it.”
The domestically produced F-15 has two engines, both F110, so how can the J-8 compare?
"It seems that our approach is correct. Domestic production of the F-15 is of vital importance to the Air Force."
This time, the Air Force Commander also came to Institute 611. General Song's words were addressed to the Commander.
Upon hearing this, the commander couldn't help but nod.
"If these two fighter jets can withstand multiple test flights, the Air Force can purchase them."
The J-10 is a light fighter jet, while the J-11 is a heavy fighter jet. For the Air Force, they definitely need to complement each other.
Meanwhile, Institute 601 is not progressing as quickly as Institute 611; they are still working on the Su-27.
This is actually related to the Su-27 itself; the Su-27's osteomalacia was very serious at this time.
Therefore, if Institute 601 wants to achieve domestic production, it must solve this weakness; otherwise, the Air Force will not be able to procure it.
The F-15, on the other hand, does not have these problems; it is a mature fourth-generation fighter jet.
After watching the test flights of the two fighter jets, Fang Zhenhua returned to Institute 611, where the Air Force Commander approached him.
As a high-ranking military officer, he knew very well who had given him everything he had.
Upon meeting Fang Zhenhua, the commander said with a smile.
"Comrade Zhenhua, you have been a tremendous help to our Air Force."
"Commander, you're too kind. This is just my duty."
"That's not how it works. Your contributions and help are immense; they are indelible achievements."
"Commander, the Air Force has also given me a lot of help. When I was forming the DA Division, if it weren't for the Air Force providing me with so many excellent pilots, my Army Aviation would have been in big trouble."
"Haha, so this counts as reciprocating the gift?"
"Hahaha."
Besides Fang Zhenhua and the commander, Ma Chong, the commander of the 4th Air Division, was also in the room.
Although Ma Chong is still a senior colonel in the Air Force, he is still highly valued within the Air Force.
The fact that the test flight of this new fighter jet was directly entrusted to him is a very clear signal.
It won't be long before Ma Chong crosses that threshold.
"Xiao Ma, please give Comrade Zhenhua a good welcome and make sure he feels the warmth of our Air Force."
"Yes, Chief."
Ma Chong saluted Fang Zhenhua, and the two left the commander's lounge together.
In the corridor, Fang Zhenhua looked at Ma Chong and said.
"Commander Ma, I really want to thank you for what happened last time. I already said before, we should have a good drink together this time."
"Haha, the commander told me to treat you well. It's settled then, this time it's on me."
"That won't do. There has to be a first-come, first-served principle. I'll treat you this time, and you can treat me next time I visit you."
Ma Chong paused for a moment, looked at Fang Zhenhua, and asked hesitantly.
"Is this a good idea? If the commander finds out, he'll criticize me."
"Old Ma, what are you afraid of? Heaven knows, earth knows, you know, and I know. The commander won't know, right?"
"Yeah, hahaha."
Fang Zhenhua took Ma Chong to his room, got a bottle of Maotai, and then found a small room in the canteen of Institute 611 and ordered a few dishes.
After pouring it for Ma Chong, Ma Chong asked curiously.
"You came all the way to Sichuan and Chongqing, and you even brought wine with you?"
"Hehehe, I know I can't avoid this drinking session, but you don't know the origin of this wine."
"What's the origin?"
"This wine was obtained from my father-in-law; it's a genuine special supply."
"Wow, your father-in-law is quite high-ranking! This kind of wine is not something that ordinary leaders can drink."
Fang Zhenhua knew very well that Ma Chong would become the deputy commander of the Air Force in the future, and such a comrade definitely needed to be won over.
So he told Ma Chong a name, and Ma Chong's eyes widened as he asked.
"Is Mr. Liu your father-in-law?"
Fang Zhenhua nodded, and Ma Chong smiled wryly.
"I was blind to your greatness."
"Let's not talk about this between us. The older generation's achievements are their credit. We have to fight for our own future."
"Old Fang, you're exactly the kind of person I like. You're a friend worth having."
As the two chatted, all the dishes from the small canteen were served. After the room door was closed, Ma Chong stood up, holding his cup.
"The commander mentioned some things to me. Lao Fang, you are impeccable when it comes to our Air Force. I must toast you."
"What air force, army? We're all on the same side. If a war really breaks out, we'll fight together by sea, land, and air."
"That's right, we don't distinguish between family members."
The fact that the Air Force Commander was able to tell Ma Chong such a confidential matter is enough to prove that Ma Chong is highly valued in the Air Force.
That makes sense, otherwise how could he have become the deputy commander of the Air Force?
Chapter 180 Pomegranate Princess Plus Edition
Ma Chong and Fang Zhenhua drank more and more heartily, and their conversation became increasingly congenial.
As the test pilot for the Eleventh Master, Ma Chong's feelings were the most direct. He spoke to Fang Zhenhua, fueled by alcohol.
"Old Fang, the plane I'm flying is good, but I still have some concerns!"
"What are your concerns?"
"This aircraft can be said to be a domestically produced version of the F-15. If we bring it out, the Americans will definitely be in an uproar, they might even go crazy. I have fought in air combat, I know the Americans very well."
Ma Chong is a true ace pilot with real combat experience. He shot down several of the Frog's planes, and even shot down an American plane more than a decade ago.
The more this was the case, the clearer he became that if my country were to bring out a mainstay fighter jet like the F-15, the Americans might not just be in an uproar, but go crazy.
Full-band jamming is something the Americans are capable of.
After listening to Ma Chong's words, Lao Fang thought about it and realized that Ma Chong's worries were not unfounded.
It's the 90s now, a crucial time for Americans to be arrogant and domineering around the world.
If it were 30 years from now, perhaps we wouldn't need to be afraid of him.
However, this period is crucial and very sensitive.
Lao Fang felt that his previous considerations were somewhat simplistic. As a senior military officer, he must never underestimate the situation again.
"Old Ma, since you have this concern, why don't you tell the commander?"
Ma Chong glanced at Fang Zhenhua, then exhaled a long breath reeking of alcohol.
"Old Fang, do you know what? When the F-15 data came back to China, our Air Force was ecstatic. For so many years, we haven't had an advanced fighter jet, but we've always wanted one."
"So do you understand why the commander is so grateful to you? So you know that when the DA Division was forming an army aviation brigade, our air force supported you without reservation."
Fang Zhenhua could understand Ma Chong's mentality because he himself was the same as Ma Chong.
Which of these high-ranking generals wouldn't want their soldiers driving the latest tanks, piloting the most advanced aircraft, and commanding the most powerful warships?
Although Eighth Master was known as Cai Guoqing in the air, Fang Zhenhua knew that Eighth Master was getting old.
"Old Fang, that's why I didn't mention it to the commander earlier. I couldn't bear to shatter his excitement at such a joyful moment. Our Air Force has been waiting for too long."
Ma Chong kept talking, while Fang Zhenhua remained silent, but his mind was racing, trying to think of a solution.
Suddenly, he had a good idea and looked at Ma Chong.