Dong Lei is an aviation controller at Xiucheng Airport. This job sounds quite high-end, but in fact it is actually that. He spent 8 to 5 every day, and the strict air control implemented in China, coupled with the pitiful airplane ownership of civil aviation in the 1980s, there are no foreign passenger planes in remote small cities like Xiucheng that need guidance and control.

Fortunately, Xiucheng itself has an air force aviation school. An air force teaching force is stationed at the airport outside the city, equipped with two A-teachers 5 and ten A-teachers 6 and J-teachers 5. The domestic economy is not so good nowadays, even the Air Force has no surplus food. If the students of the aviation school want to go to the sky, they may not be able to go to double digits in a month's flight hour.

It is conceivable how poor Dong Lei’s work will be under such business volume.

I stare at the radar display console day after day, but it often has no changes all day long. This boring and ordinary life makes people doubt the value of my life.

Dong Lei made himself a cup of tea. The lingering heat was rising, which was his limited way to relax. After all, it belonged to the military sequence. When he was at work, he could not spend time like an American. Tea was not a good tea. Although it was fragrant, the bitter taste at his mouth was also strong.

After drinking a cup of hot tea, the whole person's spirit is relaxed. In August, people with hot weather are so luxurious even thinking, but as the saying goes, use poison to fight poison. After drinking a cup of hot water, they feel that internal and external smoothness is felt.

Dong Lei narrowed his eyes slightly, and couldn't help but wander around. There will be a holiday in two days, and maybe he can go around the city. Recently, he handed a pen pal in a literary magazine, and the two agreed to exchange photos for the next time. It was just right to take this opportunity to go to the city to take photos?

Although he was not at work, he always kept it on the radar screen from the corner of his eyes. There was no way, the radar screen was so big that he couldn't stare anywhere else, right?

Just then, Dong Lei suddenly discovered that a green dot suddenly flashed on the screen of the radar display console of the aircraft.

It took him a few seconds to realize what this situation meant. There was no training plan at the airport today, which he confirmed when he was at work in the morning.

If it was an air force or other aircraft from the civil aviation industry, there would definitely be news. But Dong Lei recalled it and was sure that no one informed him of a temporary aircraft notice.

He even rubbed his eyes hard, confirming that it was not his own vision. The mechanical scanning radar scanned every five seconds, and until five seconds later, the small green dot still appeared on the screen in front of him. Only then did Dong Lei realize what he had discovered.

Aircraft! An unregistered aircraft! After two refreshes, various data of the target also appeared on his screen. The speed was 420 kilometers per hour, and it was still increasing. With just two radar scans, the speed of the aircraft increased to 770 kilometers per hour!

You should know that the cruise speed of the J-6, the main fighter in China in this era, is only 900 kilometers per hour!

Soviet, Japanese, American, Dong Lei felt that his hair was blowing up in an instant. Imperialism is so desperate that I will never die. This must be the enemy's reconnaissance plane!

However, when Dong Lei read the data of the aircraft, he couldn't help but be stunned.

The flight altitude is 233 meters, and the radar reflectance area shows that the aircraft has a wingspan of less than 1.5 meters! Is this an aircraft? Can't get in at all, okay?

Could it be an alien aircraft? Science fiction literature in the 1980s was quite marketable, and Dong Lei's mind couldn't help but fall apart.

No matter what, he took a deep breath and grabbed the red phone and microphone at hand!

"Oh, slow down! Slow down! Brother Hai, I can't even see our plane!"

Lu Daming held a pair of binoculars in his hands, and looked like crazy and swept the blue sky.

In the 1980s, there were still few cars in Xiucheng City, and it was easier to find an unmanned road. After a very short period of gliding, the assembled F-14 jet engine model aircraft jumped into the air lightly.

The maneuverability of the model aircraft is definitely far beyond the real fighter level. Although the simplified small turbojet engine can only provide about 12 kilograms of push, the weight of the model aircraft itself is really light. The thrust-weight ratio of the F22 may be between 1.2 and 1.4, so it can already play a lot of gorgeous maneuvering movements. However, compared with a model aircraft whose thrust-weight ratio can reach 7 or even 10, it is still impossible to watch.

Originally, as long as the engine is strong enough, even bricks can fly, and with the excellent aerodynamic layout, the telescope with limited perspective cannot catch its figure at all. Due to material issues, the total aircraft model of the F-14 fighter made by Hu Wenhai is about 7 kilograms, and the thrust-weight ratio of 1.7 is actually not very good in the model aircraft industry.

Hu Wenhai was wearing three antennas two meters high in front of him, and the three wires were connected to the remote control he tied to his waist. The entire remote control had at least a dozen rockers and buttons. At this time, he was staring at the small black dot in the sky that represented the model aircraft, and was operating quickly in his hands.

"Brother Hai, this thing can really fly!" Hu Hu didn't have a telescope in his hand, so he could only rely on his vision to distinguish the posture of the model aircraft in the air.

Although he participated in the entire manufacturing process of this model aircraft from beginning to end, and even many key components were made from him, Hu Hu was still stunned and a little unrealistic when he saw that it could really soar in the sky.

Fast, too fast. If the speed of nearly 800 kilometers per hour is good if it is a few thousand meters above the ground. But if it is only two or three hundred meters away, it will almost make people lose their target if they are not careful.

Whenever the model aircraft passed over his head in the sky, the sound of the engine, which was just like a real machine, could be heard so excited that his blood was boiling.

Hu Hu, who is in his twenties, has been playing model aircraft for four or five years. At first, he only played assembled models, but later he played some catapult model aircraft and traction aircraft aircraft aircraft. He used electric fan machines and were already high-end products. Those who could play electric heat-bolt engines are all standard high-end and handsome in China. It is not enough to have money alone. Individual businesses these days do not have the knowledge reserves so high-end.

But with the turbojet model that Hu Wenhai has made now...

Hu Hu suddenly felt that what he had been playing with before was not even garbage. What kind of electric engine? You can run me at a speed of 700 kilometers per hour to see? Is there a real engine roar?

In addition, this F-14 fighter is a shape restored by Hu Wenhai based on the data in his memory, and can almost be fake and real after being painted.

Not to mention the Chinese in the 1980s, even Americans have never played such a high-end thing.

However, among the people present at this time, the one who was most surprised was not Hu Hu, but Hu Shiwu. As an eighth-level worker, his technical level is by no means a measure of his worker's identity. As the pillar of the 501 factory, he has not known how many military parts he has processed over the years, and he has not done an aircraft engine.

But it is precisely because of this that he realized that miniaturization of a turbojet engine cannot be achieved by reducing the scale. It is not an exaggeration to say that the work here is a redesign. How much knowledge does a turbojet engine involve? Can a second-year high school child master it?

The higher the level of knowledge, the less you know. From Hu Shiwu's height, what you see is not a toy, but a perfect balance between design, craftsmanship and efficiency.

If it weren't for seeing this kind of industrial design ability and knowledge, Hu Shiwu would never believe that it would be his own grandson.

But, no matter what! Hu Shiwu smiled happily. This is his grandson, the seed of the old Hu family, of course it is extraordinary!

On the side of the road, the four people who participated in the F-14 model aircraft manufacturing all laughed with satisfaction.

However, just a few minutes after the model aircraft entered the sky, a bigger buzz suddenly came from the sky. A Chu Jiao Liu, painted in dark green, appeared in the sky swayingly.

The first sixth flight from the airport outside Xiuchengcheng Aviation School was very slow, and its maximum speed was only 286 kilometers per hour. But it could not resist the distance between the airport, otherwise the airport radar would not have found a small model aircraft at an altitude of more than 200 meters.

Just as everyone's surprised eyes on the ground, Chu Jiao Liu quickly flew through the field at a low altitude of 100 meters. With Hu Wenhai's 1.0 eyes, he could clearly see that in the coach's position in the back seat, a man held a camera and took a few photos of the four people on the ground.

But the most surprised thing at this moment was not the four of them, but the two pilots sitting in the sixth miles of the junior high school teaching.

"Instructor, I'm not mistaken, is that a model aircraft?" An Fu, a third-year student who was flying the plane, made a large-angle turn and then slowly climbed up to a height of 300 meters.

At this time, the F-14 model aircraft was about fifty meters below his plane, and was going back from the horizon at a speed far exceeding the sixth grade of the junior school. Even if it was slow, Hu Wenhai knew at this time that he might have to get into trouble again. The aviation control in the 1980s was not just a statement. There were only a few things that could fly into the sky in this era, and the strategic situation around China was not good at all. It was not surprising that he was caught in the current situation.

"What, what should we do? Why don't we leave quickly?"
Chapter completed!