Chapter 104: The first flight was a success! It's time to submit technological items to Daxia!

Chapter 104: The first flight was a success! It's time to submit technological items to Daxia! Action begins!
“Occupy Wall Street!”

This huge momentum seemed to overshadow everything in this small town with a population of less than tens of thousands.

"Let's go." Buller waved his hand and walked in front of the crowd.

Parker was waving a flag with several of their propaganda slogans on it.

【The capitalists took everything from us! 】

[The rich only need to pay 1% tax, but ordinary people like us have to pay high fines. ]

[We are the 99% of people, and 99% are against 1%! ]

They will start from the Fountain Square and plan to march around the entire town of Livermore, and eventually return to this square to set up camp.

According to Buller and Parker, the entire plan would last three or four days.

Finally, when more than 500 people have joined the parade organization, they will take the team to San Francisco and carry out parade speeches along the way, striving to further expand the influence.

Then they went to one city after another, all the way to Washington, D.C., and Wall Street in New York, until this movement swept across the United States.

Looking at the team of hundreds of people behind him, Buller looked up at the blue sky.

I murmured in my heart: "That strange uncle, although I don't know what your purpose is."

'But I believe this is the right way to go. The Eagle Sauce cannot continue running wildly in the wrong direction.'

The uncle asked them to change the town, and the knowledge they had read in books told them that the root of the problem came from the confusion of the lower-class people.

Just as the rich can reasonably avoid taxes through various means, and even earn hundreds of millions of dollars, but only pay a few thousand dollars in taxes.

Because they have the best tax team and are extremely familiar with every loophole that can be exploited.

An ordinary person at the bottom of society simply cannot afford to browse through the thousands of pages of tax terms, which are three times thicker than a dictionary. It costs thousands of dollars every year to find someone to help him file his tax returns. Once you evade taxes, you will face huge fines.

What is this for?
Through extremely complicated taxation, they conceal the hidden rules behind the upper capitalist class from most ordinary people?

Similarly, this unspoken rule is applied to all aspects of the American society, making ordinary people numb and turning them into puppets of capital.

Fatty Parker also said angrily in his heart: "Democracy and freedom have long been meaningless."

'We need real freedom and democracy, even ordinary people should have equal rights.'

'What is the need for a country that does not belong to ordinary people to exist?'

He used to live in a daze, but now this idea is becoming more and more firm.

What is the difference between the United States today and medieval Europe? It's just that the royal family and the church have been replaced by large chaebols.

The so-called election is nothing more than a look at the motivations of the financial backers behind them. Whether it is Wall Street or the military-industrial complex behind the voters, they will naturally become the mouthpiece for someone else.

Even the blood that ordinary people get when they go to the hospital for transfusions may be bought cheaply from AIDS patients and sold to them at high prices. Capitalists can disregard the lives of the grassroots people for the sake of profit.

This is also what hundreds of people in the parade think.

At this time.

Suddenly, a person who looked familiar to everyone appeared in front of the parade.

A middle-aged white man in his fifties, wearing a neat and tidy casual suit, stood in front of Buller.

Behind him were several people wearing dark blue clothes, with the "Livermore City" logo on their shoulders and fully armed on their waists.

It looked like he came with bad intentions.

Before Buller could speak, the fat boy Parker next to him couldn't wait and explained: "Mr. Smith, our parade did not violate any relevant regulations."

"The venues for the parade were all public places. No private areas were entered. No noise exceeding the threshold was made. There were also no extreme behaviors."

"So, you can't stop us."

The middle-aged white man in front of him is the highest-ranking "judicial executive" in Livermore City.

Hear this.

"Although your parade did not cause any trouble." Smith looked at the two 'fleabags' who were causing him some minor troubles and said calmly, "However, your protest parade was not reviewed by the city of Livermore and maliciously occupied public facilities."

“So, this is an illegal organization of a march.”

"We clearly sent it a few days ago. It's you..."

Before Parker finished speaking, Smith interrupted him and said, "But I didn't receive the application form you submitted, did I?"

"Come with us."

Even if you submit an application, what does it matter? As long as he doesn't agree, you are still illegally organizing a march.

As for how to agree? That depends on what you are protesting. If you are protesting against vegetarianism, racism, LGBT, etc., then this is a legal protest.

How dare you make irresponsible comments about the financial tycoons on Wall Street and the capitalist class in the whole society? That is illegal. If you let it go, you would have been dragged out and beheaded long ago!

"Parker, all right." Buller stopped Parker next to him from continuing to explain and said calmly, "I am the main leader of this march. I will go with you."

In fact, he had already expected to be thrown into prison.

Originally in Buller's plan, his capture would increase the impact of this operation several times.

But he didn't expect that the American capitalists would react so quickly, and he was eliminated before he could cause much trouble.

The local capitalists in the United States are so rude.

This is not how it is played in other people’s books!

now.

At the test flight field inside the 611 Institute, everyone's eyes were fixed on the fighter jet in the sky.

Hundreds of R&D team members and Song Qinyi stared at the sky, murmuring: "We will definitely succeed."

"Daxia has waited for so many years, just waiting for this moment!"

After all, flying does not mean anything. The real "maiden flight" is when all the functions of the fighter can work normally and without any malfunctions.

Taking off only represents the beginning of success, while completing all test and inspection phases and landing represents the successful conclusion of this maiden flight.

Thousands of meters above the sky.

Song Jianfei suppressed his pounding heart.

[The engine runs normally and no resonance occurs]

[The flight attitude is normal, and the fuselage attitude does not deflect at subsonic speed]

【Fuel consumption is normal. All components have no mechanical failures. 】

[The avionics instruments in the cabin are working normally.]

【.】

One piece of data after another was transmitted from his mouth to the tower on the ground.

[J-20 requests to enter supersonic cruise state.]

[The tower has received the message. The route is safe and there are no abnormalities in the airspace. ]

【receive. 】

Hear the instructions from the tower.

Song Jianfei's whole body was tense. He gripped the accelerator lever tightly with both hands and pushed it hard to the 85% gear, and then the next gear up.

As the name suggests, supersonic cruise means maintaining a supersonic state for a long time without turning on the afterburner.

"Fly high. Don't let me down at this moment."

He stared at the speed on the meter.

Entering Supersonic

0.9Ma, 0.95Ma, 1.0Ma, until a roar was heard, and a beautiful "mushroom cloud" seemed to bloom on the tail wing of the J-20.

This means that the J-20 has successfully entered supersonic speed.

Song Jianfei simply ignored the current G-value and continued to push the accelerator to 100%.

moment.

The original speed of about 1.05 Ma suddenly began to soar again.

1.3Ma, 1.4Ma.

A huge roar resounded throughout the entire test flight field, and finally lasted for ten minutes at 1.5Ma.

After the flight test was declared completed.

This landing can be described as a textbook action. After all, as a top-class pilot in the Air Force, rubbing the throttle required for landing is a piece of cake for him.

Not to mention the good weather and the guidance of the tower, even if it was a blind flight and emergency landing, Song Jianfei was 95% sure that he could land safely.

As expected, the J-20 landing gear stopped steadily on the airport runway.

Song Jianfei had just climbed down from the fighter plane, and before everyone could react.

Song Qinyi rushed over and slapped him hard on the back, his face full of joy: "You're so good at flying, little brat. You're worthy of being a member of our Song family!"

"You are born to be a pilot."

at this time.

His voice was choked with sobs as he shouted loudly: "I declare that the first flight of the J-20 was a success."

In an instant, the entire test flight field was filled with noise.

"We made it!"

"From now on, Daxia finally has fifth-generation fighter jets!"

"Did you see that? We did it!"

At this moment, hundreds of R&D team members, regardless of gender, age or status, were crying.

It can be said that the shameful past of the past century is the blood and tears history of the Air Force.

These battles left an indelible shadow in the hearts of all the people of Daxia.

Without an air force, they could only watch the enemy bombing at their doorstep and could do nothing.

Without excellent fighter jets, pilots can only fly old fighter jets and risk their lives to kill the enemy.

Others patrol your border with arrogance, but you watch them slip away.

And now.

Daxia also has fifth-generation fighter jets. They can finally hold their heads high and say:
"NO, go NMD!"

"This is our Xia country's airspace, get out of here!!"

Despite this, the J-20's maiden flight test was declared a success.

But even this is news worth celebrating.

But at this critical juncture, it seemed as if it was deliberately concealed. There was no publicity, and no propaganda work was seen. Even the wall-climbers outside were dispersed this time, and no one was allowed to take pictures of the scene here.

Even if someone happened to take a photo of the first flight, it would be quietly faded away.

Even in the major military fans' forums, there was no news that the "J-20" had successfully completed its first flight.

All the R&D personnel at the 611 Institute simply celebrated excitedly and then hurriedly prepared for the next test flight.

This maiden flight was only to verify whether the J-20 fighter has the flight capability of a fifth-generation aircraft. Even the supersonic cruise was a temporary measure, reaching a speed of Mach 1.5, rather than testing the maximum speed under full afterburner thrust.

Obviously, Daxia is waiting for news from the "mysterious organization".

This surprise needs to be saved until the last moment.

This maiden flight is like storing energy before releasing a big move; it is waiting for the moment of final bloom.

Two days later.

After staying in Lujia Village for two or three days, Lu Ze took Lucy to visit tourist attractions in the Northwest Province.

After all, it had been agreed before that I would take her to Daxia to see the giant pandas and some scenic spots and historical sites.

The two of them couldn't possibly stay in the impoverished mountainous area of ​​Lujia Village forever, otherwise Lucy's trip to Daxia would be in vain.

Lu Ze's plan was to take Lucy out for a week's trip, then return to Lujia Village for two or three days, and return to Eagle Sauce at the end of the holiday.

The first stop was Jincheng, the capital of Northwestern Province.

It is also the only zoo in the northwestern province that has pandas.

However, while waiting in line to see the pandas, Lucy asked a question that Lu Ze couldn't answer: "Why don't you sell ramen here?"

“Isn’t this your specialty?”

She often orders Lanzhou ramen from the northwestern province when she goes to Chinese restaurants in Yingjiang.

But when I arrived in Northwest Province, I found that there was no ramen at all? This is amazing.

"There is no ramen in Northwest Province," Lu Ze said with a frown on his face, "We only have beef noodles here."

"But..isn't it just ramen?"

Listening to Lucy's innocent words, Lu Ze pinched her cheek and said, "You'd better not mention ramen in Northwest Province, or you might get scolded by others."

This is equivalent to saying in front of people from Guangnan Province that rice rolls should be added with ketchup and boiled chicken should be dipped in chili sauce. It is definitely asking for a fight.

After waiting in line for an hour, the two finally got a glimpse of the giant panda.

"Lu Ze, I want to watch it again."

Lucy pouted: "I only saw its back. This is really a loss."

I finally got the chance to visit the giant panda in Daxia, but all I saw was its majestic back?

There wasn't even a single frontal picture in her camera, let alone any photo with a panda.

If she goes back like this, she will regret it for a long time.

"Go ahead, I'll carry your stuff for you." Lu Ze reached out and took Lucy's backpack.

It’s not that he has no interest in giant pandas, but he had seen them many times in the zoo when he was studying in Yanjing, so naturally he was not as curious as Lucy.

Looking at the beautiful figure who was about to queue up again to watch the giant panda.

Lu Ze thought of another more important thing during this trip.

"According to the travel route, Lucy and I will arrive near Yumen Pass in three days."

He was planning silently in his heart.

The geographical environment on the other side of Yumen Pass is extremely complex. You can find any wilderness where there is no human habitation within a radius of ten miles. The more remote areas can even be described as uninhabited areas.

He thought this location was the most suitable place to place technological items.

"It seems like it's time to notify Daxia," Lu Ze thought to himself.

Think of this.

He projected the background of the mailbox onto the light screen of his eyes and quickly sent an email.

【Members of our organization have arrived in Daxia.】

[Please prepare yourself, we will hand over to you in the next few days. 】

[Please wait for notification of the specific location. 】

(First update.)
(End of this chapter)