Chapter 257: Heavenly Thunder-500 Precision-Guided Bomb

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible, precision within ten meters can only be created by dive bombing, at an altitude of five kilometers, a landing accuracy of one hundred meters is already quite good! The West also couldn't drop bombs with ten-meter precision; this...... could it be that they're launching satellites?"

In that special era, all industries were launching satellites; things like grain yields of a hundred thousand jin per mu were products of that special era.

Now, I never expected, there are still people launching satellites!

Five kilometers, ten meters—how is that possible!

Large bombers, with professional bombardiers, stable flight, still only achieve accuracy at the hundred-meter level; now......

"Yeah, if any other unit reported like that, they'd definitely be bragging, but...... this project was developed by Ha Gong Da, so we should go take a look!" Lao Lin's face showed a smile.

"Qin Miao, this kid, is awesome!"

"For this year's second-half military exercise, if we had this kind of bomb, the Air Force would definitely shine even more! Fighting isn't just the Army's business; the Air Force must also play a major role! Moreover, if the precision is really this high, we could completely use it to give those monkeys in the south a lesson!"

"Chen Gong took a deep breath: "Since that's the case, I'll go too!""

Ha Cheng Air Force Base.

"Come, Comrade Qin Miao, this glass of wine—I toast you on behalf of all the Strong Five pilots of the Air Force!"

"No, Team Leader Li, I'll be the one to toast everyone; I, Qin Miao, can't fly, so I have the utmost respect for pilots—it's a sacred profession......"

"That's easy to say; the day after tomorrow, during our training, we'll use a trainer aircraft to take you up and let you feel it......"

Just then, a voice sounded from outside: "Great, you're using military property to flatter people? Taking unrelated folks up in the air—you guys are awesome!"

Everyone was stunned.

Today we're happy, and there's no flight mission tomorrow, so tonight we're drinking together in the pilots' restaurant to celebrate.

I never expected......

Li Daming looked over—blue eyes, white skin, wearing an Air Force uniform; in the entire Air Force, only one person is like that.

"General Lin?"

Lao Lin gave him a glance, his eyes full of severity.

"Lao Lin, isn't that a bit unfair? Tomorrow there's no flight or training mission, and today everyone witnessed a miracle, so...... what's wrong with having a drink now? It's not alcoholism."

Qin Miao's words shocked everyone present even more.

Comrade Qin Miao, do you know who you're talking to? Maybe in the next moment, Lao Lin will fly into a rage.

Lao Lin only then noticed Qin Miao; the seriousness on his face instantly collapsed, and he quickly put on a smile.

"San Shui, you're here too?"

"Yeah, I'm still here for now, but I'm leaving soon—after all, I'm someone unrelated to the Air Force."

"No, no, how could you be unrelated? You're a good friend of our Air Force; if you want to fly, just give me a call anytime, I'll arrange it—come, sit, sit!"

This Lao Lin, actually trying to flatter Qin Miao?

Lao Lin is also helpless—how did he come in without checking things out first?

They took a plane, arrived at Ha Cheng Airport, after getting off they drove over, didn't even give this base a heads-up beforehand; the gate guards saw them, but he stopped them from reporting, and they came straight over—this is his usual style, wanting to see the unit's true situation.

Then......

Then they saw people drinking here, and even planning to take folks up in a plane for a tour—are you using the Air Force's fighter jets to flatter people?

Lao Lin flew into a rage on the spot, then...... realized the person going up was Qin Miao, and that changed things.

"Hmm, Lao Lin, what are you here for?"

"I heard that Ha Gong Da has developed a brand-new weapon for our Strong Five—ten-meter precision at an altitude of five kilometers."

"Ten-meter precision even at ten thousand meters; if it can fly twenty thousand meters, it's still ten meters."

"That's impossible!"

Qin Miao looked at the interjector—a middle-aged man, already bald, wearing black-rimmed glasses, obviously a scientific researcher.

"Who is this?"

"Engineer Chen from Factory 5311—he's the one who developed our Strong Five's bombing sight." Lao Lin introduced: "He thinks your bombs don't have this precision."

"Hmm, is that so......" Qin Miao said: "Hearing is false, seeing is believing; why don't we arrange a night training right now? I'll add a light to the bomb, so everyone can see it more clearly."

"Good!" Lao Lin nodded: "I'll fly!"

"Lao Lin, that won't do—you haven't flown a Strong Five in years, you're not familiar; let me do it!" Li Daming hurriedly said.

"You've been drinking, and you still want to fly a plane?" Lao Lin gave him a sideways glance.

On the tarmac, ground crew checked over and over, making sure the aircraft was fine; Qin Miao ran to the hangar, modified a brand-new bomb, tested it, hung it on the plane, but Lao Lin was still dissatisfied.

"Bring the paint and brush over!"

This is to prevent cheating—pitch dark, what if they'd secretly made an identical bomb at the range earlier to deceive people? Over the years, there's been plenty of fakery!

"Does this new bomb have a name?"

"No, Lao Lin, you give it a name?"

Lao Lin thought for a moment, picked up the brush, dipped it in paint, and swish-swish-swiped it......

The two characters 'Heavenly Thunder' appeared on it.

Lao Lin continued by writing a hyphen after it, then the number 500.

Heavenly Thunder-500, the East's first precision-guided bomb!

Engineer Chen eyed the aircraft, his gaze growing more and more astonished.

"No changes to the sight?"

"Yeah, bombing accuracy has nothing to do with the sight."

"Then what does it depend on?"

Qin Miao raised his head, looked at the sky, determined the direction, then pointed south.

"Over there, over there, those two BeiDou navigation satellites."

"Navigation satellites can also be used to guide bombs?" Engineer Chen was even more astonished.

"Exactly!"

Several minutes later, the jet roared, flew up into the sky, navigation lights stayed on; everyone could see the aircraft's posture, and they cheered—Lin Lao really is still a master pilot!

At an altitude of five kilometers, Lin Lao flew into the designated airspace, then pressed the bomb-release button.

Clang!

The rack unlocked, and the bomb fell.

Chen Gong raised his head, watching the trajectory of the lit bomb, which drew an arc in the sky, then a zigzag……

"Can this bomb turn?" Chen Gong was stunned.

To improve bombing accuracy, over these ten years he's lost handfuls of hair, constantly improving the Bomber-1—he never imagined that besides improving the sight, the bomb itself could be improved!

"My goodness, this turn is even more clever!" the Air Force leader from the Capital nearby exclaimed.

Under everyone's watch, the bomb fell while adjusting its attitude, flying toward the target, where a bonfire had already been lit, clearly visible.

Falling, falling again—Clang!

The bonfires erupted, and they were actually blasted into the air!