Chapter 197

"This, what is this?"

Director Yang looked out the window.

Could not help but let out an exclamation of admiration.

The continents below the window were constantly changing.

"Asia."

Zhang Wen said while looking at his watch.

Three minutes later.

Zhang Wen said: "Europe."

Four minutes later.

"The Americas."

"Orbiting the Earth in thirteen minutes."

"If you wish, you can change locations at any time."

"The Kunpeng's central engine is a Hall thruster, which is a propellantless thruster; of course, it also has conventional power thrusters."

"The best part about a propellantless thruster is that no material is ejected."

"So the consumption is extremely small."

"Coincidentally, there is no resistance in space."

"So, it is an excellent flight engine for traveling in space."

Zhang Wen explained.

Subsequently, he stood beside Director Yang.

Looking out the window.

He said lightly: "We can now drop any missile or bomb in outer space."

"At will."

"Of course, if you want to be even cooler, we can return to the atmosphere and re-enter Earth."

"Launching missiles from above the atmosphere."

"In this case, the initial velocity of the missile will be extremely fast."

"Any missile trying to intercept."

"It's best to intercept in the initial and middle stages."

"Because the speed in the final stage is too fast; current missiles can reach a maximum speed of ten Mach."

"And this is the initial velocity of the missile we launch."

"This means."

"The missiles launched by the Kunpeng are basically impossible to intercept."

"Once the sword is drawn, it must hit."

Zhang Wen stood with his hands behind his back in front of the window.

Explaining to the shocked Director Yang.

"Otherwise, Director Yang, did you think this aircraft was intended to be used as a conventional weapon to drop bombs?"

"No, the Kunpeng is what can be considered a truly modern weapon."

"Global strike, arriving in seconds."

"Discovery is destruction in the true sense."

"Moreover."

"This is not the Kunpeng's most important advantage."

"What?"

Director Yang was truly shocked this time.

He couldn't even speak clearly.

Although every time he saw Zhang Wen before.

Zhang Wen could surprise him.

But this surprise was a bit too big.

"Propellantless thruster."

"You actually researched it to the point of mature use?"

Zhu Xinghan asked in surprise.

He had originally thought Zhang Wen was bragging.

Now he didn't expect it to be true.

"Of course it's true."

"Previously, spacecraft could only advance through gravitational orbits."

"Decelerating through gravitational orbits."

"Now it's different."

"The Kunpeng can naturally accelerate and decelerate, and can also turn at will."

Zhang Wen saw the expression on Zhu Xinghan's face.

He said directly: "Come, come, come."

"I'll show you a wave."

Zhang Wen immediately sat in the pilot's seat.

Opened the joystick.

"Set the orbit for the North and South Poles."

"Kunpeng received."

"The best route has been planned for you."

"I wish you a smooth journey."

Hearing the voice from the Kunpeng's main computer.

Zhang Wen couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed.

He turned his head and said to the bewildered Director Yang and Zhu Xinghan: "Sorry."

"The navigation method was learned by the Kunpeng from the 'Que De' map."

"I was too lazy to change it. You can change it yourselves later."

Subsequently, the specific operation process was displayed on the screen.

Even the degree to which the push rod should be pushed was there.

Zhu Xinghan stood behind and watched Zhang Wen.

A feeling suddenly surged up.

Zhang Wen wasn't piloting a spacecraft; he was playing a game.

Simple, efficient, and fast.

Zhang Wen just started operating.

Director Yang and Zhu Xinghan could feel the Kunpeng continuously turning.

Accelerating.

A faint sound came.

"If you want to see the Hall thruster, you can look directly behind the wings."

"There is a maintenance port there."

"Remember to put on your spacesuit, and then take the jetpack over there."

"That thing can save your life."

"If you are thrown out, press the button on your arm to notify me immediately."

"That way, I'll know the news immediately and stop the Kunpeng."

"Otherwise, a few minutes would be enough for hundreds or thousands of kilometers."

Zhang Wen knew what they were thinking without even turning his head.

He reminded them.

And Zhu Xinghan looked at Director Yang.

And immediately picked up the jetpack on the rack.

Director Yang also walked over when he saw this.

Put on the jetpack together and walked to the door.

The red light on the door shone.

A voice came out.

"Permission authentication passed, you can enter the maintenance cabin."

With a click.

The door opened.

This was the first time the two had entered the cabin of the Kunpeng.

After all, Zhang Wen had kept them in the cockpit the whole time.

The two walked around curiously.

The decoration here had a strong starship style.

It was just like a spaceship in a science fiction movie.

Zhu Xinghan walked and saw a door.

It was labeled 'Ammunition Room'.

He just approached, wanting to see more clearly.

A voice came out.

"Permission authentication passed."

"Ammunition room opened."

With a click, the door opened.

This made Zhu Xinghan's hand hanging in the air neither moving nor not moving.

Director Yang saw it and said directly: "What are you looking at, the door is open, go in and see."

Zhu Xinghan went in to take a look.

As soon as he entered, the originally pitch-black ammunition room immediately turned on all the lights.

"Good fellow, it's quite power-consuming."

Zhu Xinghan looked at these lights speechlessly.

You have to know.

In the sky, any resource is extremely precious.

Let alone a resource like electricity.

"A bit interesting."

Director Yang's focus was completely different from Zhu Xinghan's.

His gaze was on the missile slots.

On the floor of this cabin.

There were exactly five missile slots.

And for Director Yang, who knew all of Dongda's various weapons by heart.

He could recognize it at a glance.

These five missile slots.

Were all nuclear missile slots.

That is to say, this Kunpeng.

Could hold a full five nuclear missiles.

This also means.

This aircraft could wipe five super-large cities off the map at any time.

And this price is something any country cannot afford at all.

This also confirmed Zhang Wen's words.

The Kunpeng was not used to drop bombs.

On this Kunpeng.

There were simply no slots for conventional missiles.

Even if Zhang Wen wanted to bring them, he couldn't.

"Let's go."

Director Yang said to Zhu Xinghan after looking.

Subsequently, the two left the ammunition room together.

Heading towards the wing part.

There was a maintenance port sign marked on it.

"This should be it, right."

Zhu Xinghan said.

He pushed the door open.

And walked in.

This was a small, enclosed room.

As an aerospace designer, Zhu Xinghan naturally knew what this place was.

It was a transit station between the spaceship and the outer space.

After all, if it were directly connected.

The oxygen inside the spaceship would run out in a while.

And this place.

Coincidentally had a window.

Which could observe the engine behind.

The two people pressed their faces against the glass, looking at the engine behind.