The fighter under development is not as powerful as the Tomcat fighter equipped by Pakistan. Moreover, with the good relationship between Pakistan and the Republic, there is no need to worry about leaking the secrets, and it will also promote its own side. Such cooperation will naturally be welcomed by the Air Force.

Moreover, Wang Hai has more ideas. The last exercise exposed many weak links of his air force. He can communicate with the Pakistani air force more in the future. Although his equipment is at a disadvantage, Wang Hai believes that he can also find a way to defeat the strong by using weak force.

Advanced tactics and continuous communication are of great help to the growth of our own air force.

"We can also provide some trophy to study together," Mhamad said.

Robbery? Everyone looked at Mhamad. This trophy must be from the Soviet Union. What good things will be there?

"We found a MiG29's high-performance close-range combat bullet and a complete flight helmet. The Soviets' close-range combat has entered the era of helmet aiming. With this large off-axis fighting bullet, it makes us very difficult in close combat." Mhamad said.

Of course there are wreckages of fighter planes! Pakistan found these complete weapons in the Kashmir Valley, but they were not provided to the Americans. After all, Mhamad knew that if the Americans were given these things, they might be used to threaten Pakistan in the future.

Cooperation with China is the best choice for Pakistan. Take these things for Chinese scientific researchers to study, imitate them, and modify them on their own fighter jets. At that time, our own fighter jet air combat capabilities will make greater progress!

"This is really great!" Song Wencong said that all the sub-projects of the new fighter aircraft development are blank. The Pili 5 missiles were still from the 1960s and were too backward.

In later generations, the advanced fighting bullets equipped by the Air Force were still Pili 8, which was improved from Israel's Snake 3. It was already in the 1990s.

"Aiming the helmet?" Bai Xue asked curiously: "How to aim the helmet?"

"The helmet has a aiming system, which is cross-linked with the fire control system. The pilot's head turns, the scope rotates accordingly, and the missile's seeker also rotates simultaneously. When the eyes look at the target, the missile's seeker follows the target. Wherever the eyes go, the missile can aim wherever the eyes go." Mhamad said: "In this way, you can win the lead of a few seconds in the fierce air battle."

"President Mhamad, you didn't go to the Soviet fighter plane in person. How did you know this?" Bai Xue asked.

Hearing Bai Xue's question, Tu Jida couldn't help but look at Bai Xue with serious eyes, her grandson. She was really not afraid of heaven or earth. In front of so many people, she dared to ask the president. She was not qualified to attend a meeting of this level. She called her here just to ask about the progress of the radar.

Mhamad couldn't help but admire in his heart. Bai Xue's eyes were sharp. He could see the problem at a glance. How did he know it? Later generations had already decrypted it. The Republic introduced the Su-27 fighter jet, so the principle was naturally known.

"This is our Air Force soldiers who exchanged their blood," said Mhamad. "When we were fighting with this kind of fighter jet of the Soviets, we were shot down several times before we discovered the principle of this kind of missile."

Only by fighting will the country's army become stronger! At the same time, fighting means bloodshed and sacrifice. When Mhamad said this, everyone was silent. The strength of the Pakistan Air Force was forged in countless battles with the Soviets and Indians. When the country was still at a loss for a MiG25 fighter jet invaded by India, Pakistan had already beaten the Indian Air Force to the ground forging.

It's time to eat.

"Chairman, we have booked a hotel in Chengdu." said the entourage.

"Mr. Deng, let's eat here." Mhamad said: "No need to be so polite. We can have dinner with the scientific researchers and communicate."

Deng Gongran: "Okay, let's see how our scientific researchers eat."

Tu Jida frowned and wanted to stop him, but he could only follow the brigade and walk towards the canteen.

611 All two canteens and small canteens are only open when special times, and sometimes they are also used as places such as banquets, such as New Year celebrations, etc. Generally speaking, only the large canteen serves food.

"Chairman, this is a small canteen, let's go here." Tu Jida said.

"No, we'll have a meal with everyone." Deng Gong said: "Let's go to the cafeteria."

When the group entered the cafeteria with great enthusiasm, some researchers who were dining stood up excitedly: "Hello, Chairman!"

What I held was cornmeal steamed buns, and what was right underneath was a bowl of millet porridge and a few pickles...

When they found the Chairman's eyes looking at the food in their hands, they couldn't help but hide it backwards.

The dark clouds gradually enveloped Mr. Deng's face. He continued to walk to the canteen window and saw a pot of porridge, a pot of steamed buns, and pickles.

"What's going on?" Deng Gong asked: "Our scientific researchers work hard day and night, and are struggling for our military industry. Do they eat these things?"

If it were better than in previous years, it would be good to have something to eat, but the situation has gradually improved in recent years. At least it has to serve a dish, right?

Tu Jida's old face turned red, his lips trembled a few times, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it.

"Report to the Chairman, this is all voluntary." Bai Xue said: "The superiors have limited funding. We want to develop new radars and new projects, and we are seriously lacking in funds. Although we raised funds ourselves, we used them to purchase Western equipment and raw materials. Therefore, in order to make our project development smoothly, we spontaneously saved money. When we went to the countryside, we couldn't even eat steamed buns, which was already very good."

Mhamad was also shocked. It costs a lot of money to develop radar alone. Many circuit components need to be purchased from the West. They also need computer equipment. With limited allocations and limited funds for their own careers, they have actually saved money.

No wonder Bai Xue’s face looks so ugly. It turns out that she has long-term malnutrition!

"Baixue, stop talking." Tu Jida said: "Chairman, I approved this matter. If you want to punish me, I will punish me."

"Our scientific researchers can work diligently for our advanced fighter jets in such an environment." Deng Gong said: "It's still the central government owes you too much. The country will allocate some special funds to support our new fighter jets. We can't save any more on meals. At least two days, we have to be able to eat a meal."

After saying that, Mr. Deng sat down, picked up a steamed bun, took a bite, and kept chewing.

This is a simple and meaningful meal, as if it was a meeting to remember the bitterness and sweetness. Mr. Deng's thoughts also seemed to return to the years when war was raging. At that time, steamed buns were already a good thing.

Lilis also picked up a piece of steamed bun, put it in her mouth, and chewed it, and there was a sweet smell. She had never eaten this thing before. Lilis said to Mhamad while eating, "This is so delicious!"

Delicious? It's like a wealthy man from later generations who are used to eating big fish and meat. He occasionally eats coarse grains and thinks it's delicious, but if he eats it every day, it won't be very delicious.

During this trip to Chengfei, Mhamad has achieved his goal, allowing the senior officials of the Republic to pay more attention to the development of new fighter jets, so that such fighter jets can take off as soon as possible. Even if Mhamad tried his best, he hoped that the tragic peace model project in his previous life would disappear.

The scientific researchers who were having dinner had slowly dispersed, leaving only the inspection team.

Just after Mr. Deng finished gnawing a steamed bun, Tu Jida finally couldn't hold it in and said, "Chairman, in addition to our new fighter jet project, we Cheng Fei have another idea."

"Oh?" Deng Gong asked, "What do you think?"

"We have switched from Iran to a Tomcat that can no longer fly. We want to reverse-map and copy a heavy air combat aircraft of our own," said Tujida.

"Why are you all interested in this fighter jet?" Deng Gong smiled: "We flew from the west, and Chen Yijian also mentioned to me that he wanted to imitate this fighter jet and turn it into a fighter bomber."

Mhamad's heart also suddenly moved.

When flying in the West, Chen Yijian proposed it. Mhamad did not have much consideration yet, and now Cheng Fei has also proposed it.

Chengfei has already had a new No. 10 project and does not have much energy to focus on reverse surveying and mapping. Xifei also has the J-H-7 project. However, compared with the improved Tomcat, the J-H-7 is extremely behind.

If the two design institutes were united, mainly West Flying and Cheng Fei as the auxiliary, and jointly worked together, it might take five to ten years to successfully imitate this fighter.

Tu Jida looked helpless: "Before visiting the Pakistan Air Force, our knowledge was still very shallow. The powerful combat power of the Tomcat fighter made us realize the advanced fighter performance. Our country has a vast territory. Only a single-engine light fighter is not enough. It is necessary to have a heavy air-control fighter."

"Do you have enough energy to develop two models at once?" Deng Gong asked.

When Mr. Deng asked this, he was naturally intentional, and Tu Jida was delighted.
Chapter completed!