Chapter 535 If you have the chance, buy more

The Air Force is a high-tech branch of the military. For the puppet army, the higher the technology, the more superstitious they are about science... No, the more superstitious they are about pioneers, the more the American people are the gods, and the rest are not worth discussing.

However, the words of the Black Flying Squirrel Squadron Leader immediately blocked his thoughts.

"Sir, we have no planes."

"Nonsense! What's with that huge plane outside the airport? You're afraid of death! You're lying about military intelligence! You'll be beheaded!" Looking at the black mass of planes outside, there were at least a dozen of them, and the superior was very angry.

"Sir, I really didn't lie to you. Don't look at the dozen planes outside, none of them dare to fly over." The squadron leader cried out in injustice.

To prove that he was not lying, he invited his boss to the window.

"Sir, look, those planes over there are all RB-57s, they are said to be high-altitude reconnaissance planes, but now they dare not go over. Originally, they could try their luck by finding a loophole, even if they were more likely to die than survive, at least there was a small chance. But now that even the U-2 has been shot down, these planes dare not go over at all."

As if to emphasize that he was not afraid of death, but was really incapable of doing so, the squadron leader described the situation in great detail. In fact, they did not even dare to try their luck with the RB-57, and had not flown it for a long time.

"Here, these are P-2Vs. They were very useful for a while because they could fly freely at low altitudes in the mountains at night. But a few months ago, two of them were shot down by the enemy. They were both shot down by airplanes. It was tragic. There were dozens of people on the two planes, including the crew and the electronic warfare officer. No one was alive! Now, if we fly this over there, we will just give the enemy a victory record."

The squadron leader's words made his superior's face twitch.

Then the squadron leader pointed to two empty aircraft positions.

"Over there is the U-2 stand. We bought two from the Citigroup. Now both have been shot down. This one is not so bad. One died. The other side said they captured one alive. The casualties are not that severe. There are still a few U-2 pilots in stock, but all the planes are gone."

"Inventory", the pilot has been objectified in the squadron leader's mouth.

"Has the situation become so deteriorating?" The boss was very shocked. He worked in an office at the pseudo-Air Force headquarters and had a lot of dealings with the Citigroup guys. He was responsible for working hard, but he didn't know much about the specific situation of the Black Flying Squirrels who were really working hard here.

"That's true, sir. Sir, I'm not saying that we risk our lives to scout the other side for the American guys, but we have to buy the planes ourselves, fill the fuel ourselves, and even kill the people ourselves! How can this be justified? Can you talk to the American guys and ask them to support us with a few planes for free? Even if it's to feed the dogs, we have to squeeze out the leftovers from our own teeth, right? If there is no U-2, we have nowhere to sell our lives even if we want to. That would be giving up our lives."

Talking about this, the squadron leader was quite indignant. At this moment, he even envied the other side. Looking at the telegram, he saw that they were using the weapons they made to fight for themselves.

It's nothing like here. We have to pay for working for others. In thousands of years, I have never heard of people working like this. They are worse than dogs.

"Don't say anything that would undermine the unity of our friendly nations! I understand your difficulties. I'll go back and think of a solution. I'll definitely get you a new plane!"

The boss is so concerned about this, not because he is so diligent in promoting great undertakings, but mainly because this matter is his livelihood and the basis for promotion, so he can't help but pay attention to it.

The navy has been hit by missiles and dares not go out to sea. Except for necessary supplies, the other side will turn a blind eye and let it go. At other times, they dare not cross the center line. Therefore, the only bright spot is in the matter he is responsible for, which must not be lost.

"Then I'll leave everything to you, sir!" The squadron leader was so moved that he almost shed tears.

It was not until the boss got on the car back to the headquarters that he realized something was wrong. How come all this trouble fell on him? These old foxes were so damn slippery and careless.

At about the same time, the Russian department in charge of military technology exchanges also received the full text photos of the Daily News report on the incident forwarded by Lubyanka. They could send this stuff to the country openly, and used foreign affairs airmail, which was not only fast, but also had pictures and texts. It was much more intuitive than the other side, where they could only look at the photos and write about them secretly.

"My dear Linochka, look, look, the comrades in the south did a great job. It is unimaginable that a MiG-19 could shoot down a U-2." The minister was very happy. No matter who did it, as long as he could make the American people lose face, he was a good comrade.

He was well aware of the performance of the MiG-19. Even if it was just luck that the comrades in the south were able to shoot down the U-2 with this plane, he had to praise them for their good luck.

Linochka nodded: "Comrade Minister, the comrades in the south did not hide from us that their MiG-19 engines are better than ours, have a longer lifespan, and can fly higher."

Although the 591 high-temperature alloy can significantly increase the temperature before the turbine, and when combined with a first-stage tungsten-molybdenum alloy, it can significantly improve the thrust, but Mr. Wang of the Northeast Aero Engine Research Institute was very restrained and did not use all the material properties to improve the thrust of LYP-6. Instead, he took into account all aspects in a balanced manner, including life.

The life of the Russian engine is known to all those who know it. Although the life of the engine of the Ship of Theseus of the American people is somewhat exaggerated, it still has to be admitted that it is much better than that of the Russian engine.

The reason why the Russians' engines have such a short lifespan is, on the one hand, due to technical reasons, and on the other hand, it is related to their combat thinking. During a war, if an airplane could use up this short engine life without being shot down, it would be considered a great success.

This idea is not completely wrong, but in normal times when there is no major war, this aircraft is a bit expensive to use, and it also requires ground maintenance.

"Ah, I know about this. We are using the high-temperature alloys they provide to improve our engines, and the effect is very good." The minister is well aware of this. Not to mention the MiG-19, even on the latest engines, the effect is very significant. On the contrary, after the test, the MiG-19 did not get the right to use this high-temperature alloy, and it is about to become obsolete.

The minister was not concerned about the improvements of the MiG-19. He was more interested in another report.

"Comrade Linochka, do you see this?" He picked up another photograph.

This is a report about the GK-61 lithography machine, which was also on the front page of the day, indicating that comrades in the south attached great importance to this matter and gave it high publicity treatment.

"Comrade Minister, you see, we have electron tubes, transistors and integrated circuits, which may be useful for civilian use, but they are not reliable for military use."

"No, no, no, I think differently from you, Linochka. Maybe soon we will have to buy these things from them." The minister's opinion was very different from Linochka's.

"Comrade Minister, their transistor factory was supported by us a few years ago." Linochka stated a fact.

"Yes, but don't forget that we also supported the MiG-19 a few years ago, and the K-13M missile that was successfully developed with their technology not long ago." The minister stated another fact.

K-13M is an improved version of K-13. The letter "M" in the Russian model name, like our "G", when at the end, often represents an improved version of a certain model.

After obtaining the technology of Thunderbolt-1, the Russians quickly applied it to their own infrared air-to-air missiles. After testing, the already successful K-13 was immediately thrown out of their minds, and the M was better.

What made them happy was that the missile that shot down the U-2 this time was the source of the K-13M seeker technology - the Southern Thunder-1. Combined with the previous example of shooting down the P-2V, it showed that the technology of the Southern comrades was very reliable!

"You are right, Comrade Minister. But as long as we can still buy it, there is no need to worry. You have always hoped that there will be a country to share our pressure. Now it seems that he has really come."

The minister nodded, then shook his head. "Is it so? My dear Linochka. Can it really always be bought?"

He looked at the deputy whom he had spent all his efforts to train. Perhaps he still needed to grow, or perhaps it was because he was not standing high enough.

He ignored Linochka's surprise and quickly said, "Linochka, remember, if you have the opportunity to buy everything related to this GK-61, whether it is its body, technology or its final product, buy as much as possible. I think that day will come eventually, maybe in a year, maybe in ten years."

As for what "that day" meant, the Minister did not say anything more. Was it that Comrade Nan Fang had successfully made an integrated circuit? Or was it something else?
"Okay, comrade Minister, I will keep in close contact with the civilian products department. Perhaps these things will have a greater relationship with them."
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Before the project launch meeting for the second-generation tank arrived, the 17th and 12th Ministries of Machine Building had finally handed out their respective science and technology awards.

The first to award the prize was the 12th Ministry of Machine Building.

Sitting in the award ceremony for the "Lightning Technology Award" of the 12th Ministry of Machine Building, Gao Zhendong was busy greeting acquaintances. He was specially invited by the 12th Ministry of Machine Building, and many people knew his name, but he was not an acquaintance of his. However, he was very familiar to many people, though.

The Operation Institute, Factory 1274, and Guangyang Electronics Factory: among the subordinate institutions of the th Ministry of Machine Building, these are the ones he is most familiar with.

The leader of the 12th Machinery Department also came over to greet him and said with a smile: "Zhendong, you are here today. Did you bring your car with you?"

Bring a car? Boss, you are too concerned about the details, right?
Gao Zhendong was suspicious, but he still answered his leader honestly: "I brought it."

The leader smiled and nodded: "Well, just bring it."

After saying that, he smiled and left the confused Gao Zhendong behind, and continued forward to the podium.

(End of this chapter)