Chapter 10

In the radio communication channel, Zhou Yonghui's scream of fear and horror came.

"Re... report to the commander!"

"The fighter jet's flight speed is extremely fast! It is climbing rapidly! The dashboard shows the target climbing altitude is 24,000 meters!"

"Damn it, it's really exciting!"

"I've never flown such a powerful fighter jet in my life!!!"

Under the influence of the hormones produced by high-speed flight, Zhou Yonghui had completely forgotten himself.

Every word he spoke was national essence.

On the side, Elder Zhao, Elder Liu, and the group of academicians were stunned when they heard Zhou Yonghui's report.

Wait?

Did I hear that right?

Expected climbing altitude, 24,000 meters?

Is this a height a fighter jet should climb to?

You must know that even for a fifth-generation aircraft like the J-20, the limit altitude it can climb to is about 20,000 meters!

The legendary Blue Star number one fighter jet—F-22 Raptor—has a limit altitude of only 22,000 meters, and it is always in the news because of accidents caused by flying too high.

You come up and it's 24,000 meters?

Are you fooling ghosts!

Generally, the only plane that can reach the altitude of 24,000 meters is the Free Nation's U-2 reconnaissance plane.

But people are reconnaissance planes!

They are just responsible for taking pictures and such.

Why are you, a fighter jet, comparing who flies higher with others!

You are somewhat neglecting your proper work!

At this moment.

Zhou Yonghui's little heart in the cockpit was beating wildly, almost jumping out of his throat.

I am an ace pilot, not an ace astronaut.

Is this flying a plane!

Even rockets don't have such a fast climbing speed...

I just asked that kid Song Qi to patch the paint and wax it!

What kind of monster did this kid modify!

The person is flying in front, and the soul is chasing behind.

It's super powerful and super fierce!

It must be said that Zhou Yonghui's psychological quality is really strong; if it were an ordinary person, they would probably have been scared to wet their pants.

After all, he was a pilot, and he relied on his flying skills to be awarded the rank of Major.

He had the ability, but he was just not very reliable.

About five minutes later.

A silver-gray fighter jet with an incredibly cool shape appeared at an altitude of 24,000 meters above the Blue Star.

At this altitude, any weather phenomenon disappeared, and the sky was blue and clear.

It was terrifyingly quiet.

"Zhou Yonghui! How is your situation over there!"

In the radio communication channel, Elder Zhao's anxious voice came.

Zhou Yonghui swallowed hard.

"Re... report to the commander!"

"I have arrived at an altitude of 24,000 meters, and I still haven't gained control of the plane. Currently, the plane is cruising at a speed of 7,000 kilometers per hour..."

"Hey! No!"

On the other end, Elder Zhao heard this, and his head was full of question marks.

"Whose fighter jet cruises at a speed of six Ma He!"

"Zhou Yonghui! Are you crazy or am I crazy!"

Six Ma He is six times the speed of sound, equivalent to running two kilometers in one second.

That is to say, flying this fighter jet, it would take only ten minutes from Beijing to Shanghai...

What kind of monster is this!

Not only Elder Zhao, but even the group of researchers behind him heard this message.

Instantly, they were also stunned on the spot as if struck by lightning.

Even novels wouldn't dare to write like this!

"Ding! Radar system detected a fighter jet at an altitude of 18,000 meters!"

"Ding! Radar system detected three fighter jets at an altitude of 16,000 meters!"

"..."

One prompt after another sounded in the radio communication channel.

At this moment, Elder Zhao and others fell into a strange silence.

The reason is very simple; what this fighter jet's radar scanned was exactly the other ten fighter jets participating in the military exercise.

Not one more, not one less.

What's more terrifying is that the other fighter jets didn't detect the trace of the fighter jet driven by Zhou Yonghui on the radar at all.

After this J-8 modification flew into the clouds, it seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

Not to mention the fighter jet radar, even the land-based scanning radar dispatched by the Northwest Military Region couldn't find its trace...

This also shows that the stealth performance of that fighter jet is far beyond everyone's imagination!

"Damn it!"

"What's the point of playing this!"

Even Elder Zhao couldn't help but swear at this moment.

This is simply too bullying!

The J-20, which he had painstakingly studied and spent countless efforts on, was like a joke in front of this fighter jet.

This is just a J-8 modification!

It's just a second-generation aircraft!

As a result, regardless of the engine, flight speed, or even radar and stealth performance.

It directly crushed the J-20, a fifth-generation aircraft, until not even slag was left!

An unprecedented sense of defeat surged into Elder Zhao's heart.

And thinking that this fighter jet was actually modified by this kid Song Qi.

In Elder Zhao's heart, he couldn't help but feel that time is like a knife, and every cut urges people to grow old.

"Re... report to the commander!"

In the radio communication channel, Zhou Yonghui's voice came again.

"The fighter jet I'm driving seems... seems to be heading towards our fighter jets..."

"Let it go!"

Elder Zhao frowned and continued.

"I don't believe that ten fighter jets, one fifth-generation and nine fourth-generation, can't last ten minutes in its hands!"

This aviation exercise uses blank ammunition, so even if the plane is hit, it won't cause much damage.

Naturally, it won't cause casualties.

Since that's the case, it's better to let the aviation exercise continue!

It's just that Elder Zhao also knew in his heart that from this moment on, the protagonist of the military exercise had changed from the J-20 to the J-8 modification modified by Song Qi!

As long as the J-20 he designed can last ten minutes in the hands of the J-8 modification!

That's a success!

On the side, Deng Jianguo witnessed the change in Elder Zhao's language, especially after hearing about lasting ten minutes.

He couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"What are you laughing at! Senior Colonel Deng!" ===== CHAPTER 12 =====