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Chapter 410 The Mercenary's Vanity: Liu Yifei's Prototype Test Flight

Coronado, northern Mexico: temporary base of the Arctic Fox mercenary group.

"God, another multi-million dollar order?"

"let me see!"

As the technical expert within the mercenary group, Karl-Heinz's words immediately caused the others to scream.

A multi-million dollar assassination mission is incredibly attractive.

The Arctic Fox Mercenary Group was founded in 1984 and is an extremely mysterious and powerful mercenary organization.

In 1984, their organization had 40 members, but now in 1992, it has been reduced to only 33.

Their organization never discloses its whereabouts or missions, and the entire operation is highly confidential, so the outside world knows very little about it.

Because they are skilled at dealing with special forces from various countries and have rich combat experience and tactical skills, they are known as the nemesis of special forces.

At the same time, they only accept high-value missions, such as kidnapping and assassination, and their targets are usually internationally renowned figures or important organizations.

However, even so, none of the many missions they had taken on were worth ten million dollars.

The dark web is something that has gradually emerged in recent years. Karl Heinz is a computer expert who is paying attention to the dark web, which is how the other members of the Arctic Fox mercenary group learned about it.

In less than three months, the dark web received two orders worth tens of millions of dollars, and the assassination missions were relatively simple, which made the members of Arctic Fox extremely envious.

"Bertrand, how about we create a website similar to the dark web? Maybe we can easily get these kinds of jobs in the future. What do you think?"

Bertrand is the current leader of the Arctic Fox mercenary group, a seemingly unremarkable white man from Northern Europe.

Upon hearing Karlheinz's words, Bertrand shook his head and said:

"There's no need. We're not lacking in resources now. Although the highest reward for a mission is only eight million US dollars, we are fully equipped and we rarely suffer personnel losses in each operation."

"But what about the dark web?"

“Any assassin who has access to the dark web basically knows about this. If we imitate them, it’s easy for something to go wrong.”

"Don't underestimate us just because we're earning less now; our advantage lies in safety!"

"Once we establish our reputation, we won't have to worry about people coming to us."

Although the Arctic Fox mercenary group is not publicly known, they still need to eat and therefore need to take on missions.

They travel all over the world and rarely have a moment to rest.

Just then, Belisace's satellite phone, which was used for external communications, suddenly rang.

All eyes turned to Belisace, their gazes filled with inquiry.

"Hello, this is Bailey."

“A friend of mine gave me your phone number, saying you can help me solve my problem. I will be in Los Angeles tomorrow at 3:30 pm. The deposit is five million US dollars. If you can successfully complete the task, the remaining five million US dollars will be credited to your account within one hour after you complete the task.”

"great, see you tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, Belisace looked at everyone and said:
"Guys, we've got a mission. It's a multi-million dollar order: assassinate a Princeton University math professor, Lawrence Vane. The mission is very simple, but they're still offering ten million dollars. Gentlemen, shall we do it?"

Commander Bertrand spoke up:

"Everyone, end your vacation and immediately investigate this Van Lawrence. We can't afford to be caught off guard."

The Arctic Fox mercenary group has survived to this day not just because of good luck, but also because they know how to keep a low profile and are good at keeping secrets.

Otherwise, the grass on the grave would be dozens of meters high.

In New York, at the headquarters of Want Want Group, Zheng Baoyin looked at everyone, feeling both angry and helpless.

What angered him was that he had just learned that his uncle was in China and had almost been killed.

Okay, to say it was "almost" is actually quite far off, since none of those people saw Wang Duoyu, except for Zhou Xiayang.

A few days ago, at the entrance of a five-star hotel near Harbin Institute of Technology, Zhou Xiayang saw Wang Duoyu even though he was sitting there when he opened the car door.

The reason why Zheng Baoyin and the others only found out now is because Wang Duoyu personally assigned them the task.

One assassination mission worth ten million dollars on the dark web is enough; let's take on another ten million dollar mission for the Arctic Fox mercenary group.

If two orders worth tens of millions of dollars are placed, the global assassin community and other underground dark worlds will go crazy.

Doesn't the CIA want to be police officers?

They've always wanted to protect their interests around the world. Haha, Wang Duoyu only threw out two bones with meat on them, and that was enough to keep the intelligence agency busy for a while.

I just don't know if they can hold on.

Washington, D.C., the CIA headquarters building.

Fabrizio, who came to work in a good mood, patted his secretary's firm buttocks before entering his office; they were soft and felt great.

This good mood lasted until 10:35 a.m., when he received a phone call.

"Fabricio, you're being targeted by the dark web! Someone has put a ten million dollar bounty on your head!"

Fabrizio's eyes widened immediately:
"What? Do the Garden Organization want to die?"

The outside world doesn't know who set up the dark web, but their intelligence agency knows very well.

The Garden is an assassin organization based in Europe. It is said to have been established more than a hundred years ago and has always operated independently.

The Garden Organization was very active during both World Wars and after World War II.

The CIA had cooperated with the Garden organization on several occasions before, and their relationship was relatively good.

But I never expected that they would dare to take on such a task. They really can't tell the difference between the big and small kings.

"Whether the Garden Organization wanted to die, I don't know, but Van Lawrence was assassinated on the plane. According to the investigation, the assassin was from the Arctic Fox mercenary group."

hiss!
Upon hearing this, Fabrizio's pupils contracted sharply.

The Arctic Fox mercenary group is quite ruthless. Since its inception, they have clashed with the CIA several times, and each time the CIA has suffered losses.

Unfortunately, the Arctic Fox mercenary group maintains a very high level of secrecy, and their operations are rarely leaked.

On the contrary, their intelligence agency's information was leaked multiple times.

On the other hand, the members of the Arctic Fox mercenary group are mostly composed of retired elite special forces soldiers from Europe and the United States, and are very familiar with special forces units such as Delta Force and Navy SEALs.

The CIA agents were indeed elite, but they could only watch helplessly as the Arctic Fox mercenary group, with its superior tactical skills and formidable combat prowess, took on the task.

Now that the Arctic Fox mercenary group has reappeared, Fabrizio is even angrier:

"Find out exactly where these rats are hiding. I want to wipe them off the face of the earth."

Anyone can make threats, right?

But the Arctic Fox mercenary group is still alive and well.

After hanging up the phone, Fabrizio couldn't help but worry about his life.

After much deliberation, he could only call his family and tell them to be careful, while he himself had been staying at headquarters for the time being.

No way!

Someone is offering ten million US dollars to kill him. For those desperate criminals, that amount of money is enough to make them willing to risk everything, even if it means being like moths to a flame.

The Washington headquarters building is heavily guarded, so ordinary people certainly wouldn't dare to come here.

So Fabrizio should be safe here.

While Fabrizio was feeling uneasy, in Dahonggou Village, Heilongjiang Province, Wang Duoyu was already preparing the New Year's Eve dinner.

The house was very lively, with many little kids coming over. Wang Yifei and the others were making a ruckus, and it didn't stop all day.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, Wang Duoyu led Zheng Baoyin and the others into the study, where they closed the door and chatted.

"Uncle Jiu, you really need to strengthen your security team from now on. It's terrifying that it's this dangerous on our turf."

Before Wang Jianchao even sat down, he spoke with a solemn expression.

They only returned to the village this morning and have been busy ever since, since they got home so late.

I only have free time now.

Zheng Baoyin echoed:
"Yes, Uncle, we were too lenient with those people. Next time..."

"You guys!" Wang Duoyu pointed at them vaguely and laughed;
"There's no need to be so vindictive. The truth is, we got so many resources from them first, even though they didn't know it. We still made the first move."

"Of course, if we want to develop, we inevitably have to compete; there's no way around it."

"They can't play the game and want to overturn the table, that's unacceptable. We can fight back, but not too far, just within the rules."

Wang Duoyu was well aware that even without Fabrizio, someone else would have given the order to assassinate him.

Who told him to drag Princeton University into this mess?
According to the original timeline, Princeton University has always been the world's center of mathematics, and this remains true even in the 21st century.

But in this time and space, starting in the 1980s, Harbin gradually became a new world center for mathematics.

After entering the 1990s, it leaped to become the world's number one mathematics center, even surpassing Princeton and Moscow.

Let's not even talk about Moscow; things are in complete chaos there.

But Princeton University is different. Although they are not as good as before, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse.

Harbin Institute of Technology lacks both a strong foundation and sufficient time.

As long as Wang Duoyu is at Harbin Institute of Technology, this world center of mathematics will not fall.

So, to be precise, it was indeed Wang Duoyu and his group who made the first move, forcing Princeton University to retaliate.

Zheng Baoyin, Wang Jianchao, and Wang Meili: "."

They dared not agree with Wang Duoyu's words.

They've already come knocking on our door, why is Wang Duoyu still speaking up for them?
You still claim it's within the rules?

Hehe, the other side won't talk to us about any rules, otherwise they wouldn't have sent Zhou Xiayang, Yu Zhuoran, and Eric and others.

There were several waves of people, and the number kept increasing.

“Uncle Jiu, I suspect there might be enemies lying in wait around our village right now,” Wang Jianchao suddenly said.

Wang Meili and the others glared at him in fright.

However, Wang Duoyu shook his head and laughed:
"That's impossible. Lao Yuan and his team will handle this, so you don't need to worry about it."

After what happened a few days ago, Yuan Zuliang and his men have deployed their full security force.

The team, originally consisting of twenty-two people, suffered a devastating defeat, with six dead and four seriously injured in the battle.

Afterwards, temporary personnel were transferred from other places to strengthen protection.

Yuan Zuliang's team will not be able to complete its roster until after the New Year.

This Spring Festival, Yuan Zuliang and his family will not be able to have a proper celebration.

"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore," Wang Duoyu changed the subject, saying:

"After the Spring Festival, our group's focus will still be on Moscow, where there are still significant potential profits to be made, but you also need to be more cautious."

Because Moscow is now a target for many people.

It's like a pack of wolves surrounding you, everyone wanting a piece of the pie.

In short, the competition has intensified.

If you're not careful, it can really be easy for something to go wrong.

For example, Wang Duoyu knows about the Black Widow of the FBI in Moscow, but they still haven't found her.

There are many cunning foxes, and countless formidable competitors.

"On the other hand, in the United States, we still need to create some trouble for them. As for how to carry it out, you can gather information from various sources, and I'll see how to plan it then."

Upon hearing Wang Duoyu's words, Zheng Baoyin and the others widened their eyes. This kind of revenge was definitely possible.

The group chatted for over an hour before ending their conversation.

They are all relatives, and very close relatives at that, but gatherings like this don't happen very often.

In the living room, Wang Yifei and the other little ones were already impatient.

Upon seeing Wang Duoyu and the others come out, they immediately waved:
"Dad (Uncle, Aunt), come and sit down, the Spring Festival Gala is about to start."

The most exciting program on Lunar New Year's Eve is the Spring Festival Gala.

It's very cold in Northeast China, so in any household with a television, people basically stay indoors watching TV.

Unlike in the South, where every Spring Festival inevitably involves three types of official banquets.

Gambling is very prevalent in the South, especially now. Many movies in Hong Kong are about gambling, and they do quite well at the box office.

Many wealthy people who move north from Hong Kong Island will go to places like Guangzhou, and when they get together, they only care about one thing: the three public expenses!
This is not a good thing, but it's hard to stop.

Sitting on the sofa, Wang Duoyu watched the Spring Festival Gala with the children. When he saw a program about "Towards the Olympics", he was stunned for a moment.

Is Beijing going to bid for the Olympics?

In the original timeline's history, the application was only successfully submitted after the millennium, and the event was held in 2008.

"How about I intervene in this timeline?"

Wang Duoyu pondered to himself.

In this time and space, many things have changed, but there are still many more things he is powerless to change.

He could try to influence the Olympics a little, but whether it would be successful was uncertain.

But it seems that the overall environment of Beijing nowadays is lacking something.

Oh well, let's just let things take their course.

He has limited personal energy and cannot interfere in everything.

After the Spring Festival Gala, the first day of the Lunar New Year arrived in the blink of an eye.

Although two members of the Wang family passed away this year, the festive atmosphere of the Spring Festival was somewhat diminished.

However, those who are alive need to be positive and optimistic; they cannot remain immersed in grief forever.

In addition, most of the Wang family members are actually open-minded and optimistic, and they believe that nothing can stump them.

"Uncle Ten, is that strange country really that magical?"

On the afternoon of the first day of the Lunar New Year, a group of people gathered in the ancestral home of the Wang family to chat. As Wang Duoshi talked about the strange country, many relatives and friends showed curious eyes.

Wang Duoshi also came back to Dahonggou Village yesterday with Zheng Baoyin and the others.

When my older brother passed away, he was fishing at sea and did not receive the message because there was no signal at sea.

Of course, it was also because he didn't bring a satellite phone.

This is his own explanation; no one knows the actual situation.

Since last year, Wang Duoshi has been making a fuss in the strange country, buying a ranch from the locals and starting to raise livestock himself.

The scenery in the strange country is quite nice, very primitive, and there are a large number of rare birds and an endless supply of seafood.

This is very similar to the situation in Northeast China back then.

After Wang Duoshi took out the photos and talked a lot about the strange country, several people were tempted.

For example, Wang Xiangjun is the youngest son of Wang Duoyu's older brother.

Although Wang Xiangjun now works in Harbin, within the Want Want Group, where the work is easy and the salary is high.

But this was under the protection of his ninth uncle, which was naturally not a good thing for a young man like him.

He certainly hoped to make a name for himself with his own hands.

Take Wang Honglie for example. He is the eldest grandson of Wang Duoyu's older brother. He already has four children, so he faces considerable financial pressure.

Because of the one-child policy, he had four children and was fined a lot of money.

Although most of the money came from his father, he kept it in mind and always thought about paying it back.

Previously, there weren't many good opportunities, but now going to Strange Country is a great opportunity.

Wang Duoyu looked at his nephews' eager expressions and smiled faintly without saying a word.

The strange country is too far from home.

However, if they want to pursue their careers, then let them be.

The next few days were spent eating, drinking, and having fun, without any pressure whatsoever.

The happiest of them all were Wang Yifei and the other kids.

On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Wang Duoyu's family set off back to Harbin. After returning to school, they tidied up and then spent two days entertaining guests. The New Year was almost over.

On the eighth day of the month, Liu Deben, Lü Gongliang, Han Jue and others came to Wang Duoyu's door to discuss matters concerning the report meeting.

Inside the villa on the lakeside island at Harbin Institute of Technology, Wang Duoyu sat on the sofa in the reception area and said:
"Let's set it for September 15th to September 20th. I believe this timeframe is favorable for everyone."

Liu Deben and his colleagues had no objections; however, if the matter could be finalized in advance, then Harbin Institute of Technology could also make preparations.

Wang Duoyu naturally knew that he couldn't delay any longer, otherwise, he might cause more trouble.

A few days later, before the Lantern Festival even arrived, Wang Duoyu appeared inside Yuanchang's large wind tunnel laboratory. "Has it been finalized?"

The person in charge said there were no problems and test flights could begin in early March.

Since everything proceeded as scheduled, Wang Duoyu felt relieved.

In the blink of an eye, the Lantern Festival has arrived. After spending the Lantern Festival with Wang Yifei and the others, the Spring Festival will be over.

However, three days after the Lantern Festival, the two sisters, Wang Meili and Wang Meihe, returned from the south.

"Sister-in-law, look, this is Xiangyun yarn that we just brought back from the south. This kind of fabric is very beautiful when used to make cheongsams."

Xiangyun yarn, commonly known as white silk yarn, is also called yam yarn.

With a history of over a thousand years, it is an ancient Chinese handmade plant-dyed fabric.

Due to its unique manufacturing process, limited quantity, and the fabric's characteristics such as cool and comfortable feel, easy washing and quick drying, deep color and dirt resistance, non-stickiness to the skin, lightness and thinness without wrinkles, softness and good structure, it is highly favored by coastal fishermen.

During the Republic of China era, it was once very popular and extremely expensive.

However, after World War II, a global economic crisis broke out, and rayon was first invented, with a price much lower than that of real silk.

In major silk-producing countries in Europe and America, rayon is gradually replacing silkworms with artificial silk in the production of silk fabrics, leading to the near bankruptcy of silk-drying factories such as Shunde Xiangyun Yarn, which are now either shut down or operating at half capacity.

After the reform and opening up, Xiangyun yarn became popular again.

However, Xiangyun yarn has declined again amid the wave of collective economic transformation.

This is an inevitable trend, and saving this industry will not be easy.

"It's so soft!"

Liu Xiaoli touched the fabrics, a gentle smile in her eyes.

Wang Yifei, standing to the side, also reached out her small hand to touch the Xiangyun yarn, and suddenly looked up and said:
"Auntie, can I wear clothes made of these fabrics?"

The little guy is young, but he loves to dress up.

She likes anything that is pretty.

"Of course you can, why not?"

Wang Meili squatted down with a smile and said to the little guy:
"Sisi, you're growing more and more beautiful, just like your mother. You'll look absolutely gorgeous in these clothes made of Xiangyun yarn."

With Wang Duoyu's current wealth, what kind of clothes and fabrics can't he buy?
However, fabrics like Xiangyun yarn are only suitable for wearing in the south, and not so suitable for the north.

Of course, this isn't entirely absolute; in any case, there's no fabric that Liu Xiaoli can't wear.

The next day, the clothes made of Xiangyun yarn were quickly freshly made.

As soon as the little one put it on, she immediately showed it off to her mother and others: "Mom, look, don't I look good in it?"

Everyone naturally showered him with praise.

Li Rongrong, Lu Yuening, and the other children also changed into such clothes. The little cheongsams looked very pretty and quite impressive.

When Wang Qianqian stood next to Li Shumin and the others, you could see some differences between them.

It's not just because Wang Yifei is fairer and more delicate, but also because her features are more refined and beautiful, with her eyes, nose, and other features being just right and perfectly harmonious.

The little kid is so pretty, he's naturally good-looking no matter what he wears.

After the adults had finished praising her, Wang Yifei immediately ran out to show her father.

In the study of the villa next door, Wang Duoyu was busy with his own things.

The test flights of the Mach 5 fighter jet are about to begin, and he also needs to go to Beijing for a meeting in March, so time is quite tight.

Now all he wants to do is accelerate the development of the anti-gravity engine.

He couldn't possibly have done nothing after the US did so much last year.

Revenge is only the first step; he also needs to use his knowledge to arm himself.

That way, the Americans won't be watching him anymore.

"Dad, open the door, I have something to show you."

The little guy's voice rang out at the door, leaving Wang Duoyu helpless.

Although Wang Duoyu is not a very good father, he does dote on his daughter Wang Qianqian.

He opened the door, deliberately not bowing his head:

"Huh? Nobody's here. Where are you, Sisi? Did I just hallucinate?"

The little girl standing in front of him immediately put her hands on her hips, puffed out her cheeks, and glared angrily at her old father.

Wang Yifei is four and a half years old this year, not yet five years old. Although she is much taller than other children her age, she is only a little over one meter tall.

Her father is 1.85 meters tall, and if you don't bend down, you really can't see the little one.

The little guy took two steps back, jumped up, and shouted:

"Dad, I'm here. Look down at me."

The more she said that, the more Wang Duoyu looked up. Yuan Zuliang and the others beside him couldn't help but laugh, and Li Rongrong and the others at the villa across the street burst into laughter.

After teasing the little guy for a while, before he could explode, Wang Duoyu pretended to be surprised and looked at him, saying:
"Oh, whose child is this? She's so beautiful! I wish I had a daughter as pretty as her."

A single compliment instantly brightened Wang Yifei's mood, and she opened her arms for her father to pick her up.

"Dad, I forgive you. Aren't I pretty?"

"Yes, yes, you are very pretty, but do you have anything else to do? Daddy has to work, and when I'm working, I can't play with you like this, have you forgotten?"

"Alright then, Dad, you go to work now, I'm going back."

The little girl got down from her father's arms, took her short legs, and ran back to the villa across the street.

Distracted by the little guy, Wang Duoyu found it difficult to get back into the zone after sitting down at his desk.

During lunch, Wang Duoyu made a deal with Liu Xiaoli, asking her to keep an eye on the little one.

If possible, you can take the little ones out to play or send them to classes outside of school.

None of Wang Yifei's children have ever attended kindergarten, because their home is their kindergarten.

Wang Duoyu has been quite busy lately, so he hopes the little ones won't disturb his work.

Liu Xiaoli immediately understood, nodded solemnly, and agreed to the matter.

Time flies, and it's March 1st. In a remote suburb southwest of Harbin, at an air force base, Wang Duoyu appears.

This base is located in a forest, and there is no sign of human habitation for dozens of kilometers around.

To be precise, this place should be located in the border area between Inner Mongolia and Heilongjiang, within the forests of the Greater Khingan Mountains.

Only by conducting test flights in such sparsely populated areas can we avoid the sight of other people.

"Duoyu, you're here! I was so excited when I got the call. I couldn't believe it a few years ago."

Several leaders, including Fang Lihe, also came; they all attached great importance to this test flight.

Because this is a vital national asset.

In fact, for the next few decades, there was basically nothing going on in China.

Only the navy can still train its troops, but the air force and army are basically idle.

Therefore, although the Mach 5 fighter jet is very impressive, it's mostly for show; there's no heavy work that can put it into action.

Just like in the original timeline of history, it only flew over the Zhuhai Airshow; it was simply impossible to actually fight it.

Why?

After all, with Dongfeng Express as our real weapon, no one dares to act recklessly in front of us.

Of course, this is only a matter of general scale. In reality, the emergence of Mach 5 fighter jets is enough to significantly impact the landscape and market.

"Well, I hope the test flight goes smoothly today."

Wang Duoyu said with a smile, and then added:
"However, today's test flight may attract enemy satellite monitoring, so we still need to be cautious."

"If any information leaks out, our base will likely be subjected to intense scrutiny, and the National Security Bureau will be overwhelmed with cases."

Upon hearing this, Yan Daowen immediately said very seriously:
"Please rest assured, Professor Wang, we have made thorough preparations and guarantee that there will be no leaks!"

The Mach 5 fighter jet project has been top secret since its inception, and it is impossible for outsiders to know about it.

Even the most unsubstantiated rumors could arouse strong vigilance and attention from Yan Daowen and others, and the National Security Bureau had been handling these cases.

If the information had truly been leaked, the National Security Bureau would have been aware of it.

As one of the leaders of the Mach 5 fighter jet project, Yan Daowen naturally had to shoulder a great deal of responsibility.

Wang Duoyu's concerns were not without merit.

Fang Lihe also gave Yan Daowen a few instructions, emphasizing the importance of doing this work well.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Wang Duoyu disappeared to find the technical supervisors and discuss with them the importance of thorough checks before the test flight.

Two hours later, after several rounds of inspections, the Mach 5 fighter jet prototype, which was to be used for today's test flight, was parked on the tarmac.

The fuel tank was quickly filled with fuel, and after all other data was normal, the pilot, wearing an anti-G suit, entered the cockpit and began preparations for the test flight.

Seeing this, even the very confident Wang Duoyu couldn't help but feel nervous.

Twelve years ago, in 1980, when the Vostok 5 was tested in the Pacific Ocean, it reached a speed of Mach 20.

It traveled 9,000 kilometers to reach the South Pacific target range within 30 minutes.

Although it was an intercontinental ballistic missile powered by a liquid-fueled rocket booster, it was far superior to a Mach 5 fighter jet.

Even so, the Mach 5 fighter jet's speed is too fast, equivalent to five times the speed of sound, making it the fastest aircraft on Earth.

Although Wang Duoyu and his team arranged a bionic system in the cockpit and made a convenient pilot suit similar to a spacesuit on the anti-G suit to reduce the pressure on the pilot when the aircraft is under ultra-high speed overload.

However, no one knows whether pilots can truly withstand such pressure, because when flying a Mach 5 fighter jet at its maximum speed limit, the overload pressure still exceeds that of most modern fighter jets.

If a Mach 5 fighter jet needs to perform many difficult flight maneuvers, such as the Cobra maneuver, then its overload pressure will be even greater.

Therefore, Wang Duoyu was quite worried.

Standing next to Wang Duoyu was his eldest son, Wang Junhong.

In fact, Wang Duoyu didn't want the little guy to come, but since the little guy already knew about the existence of the Mach 5 fighter jet, he naturally didn't want to be absent.

"Dad, I'll be able to pilot this fighter jet someday, right?"

Wang Junhong was filled with envy as he watched the pilots get into the cockpit.

"Let's talk about it after you're an adult."

Wang Duoyu shook his head.

The young man is still young, and his years of experience as a pilot have made him uninterested in many aircraft.

Especially recently, he has been staying in the training camp, busy absorbing knowledge every day, and hasn't touched an airplane much.

But the emergence of the Mach 5 fighter jet, coupled with his father's constant suppression, only fueled his competitive spirit.

"Huh? By the time I'm an adult? Dad, I'm afraid I won't be able to fly planes anymore, will I?"

why?
Because Wang Junhong, who is twelve years old this year, is already 1.7 meters tall.

When he comes of age, that is, eighteen years old, his height will be at least 1.8 meters, and he may even be as tall as his tenth uncle, exceeding 1.9 meters.

As is well known, many branches of the military in China have extremely stringent requirements.

For example, for pilots, the height requirement is preferably below 1.8 meters.

After all, the taller you are, the less likely you are to be able to get into the cockpit of an aircraft.

In later generations, astronauts were generally between 1.6 and 1.75 meters tall, and it was impossible to find anyone who was 1.8 meters tall.

"This is your own business. Perhaps you can redesign the aircraft yourself, one that allows you to sit in the cockpit."

"Dad, I'm going home and telling Mom you bullied me!"

Even though he's already a 'grown-up' over 1.7 meters tall, he still acts like a child and wants to tell his mother. Wang Duoyu was speechless.

"Stop talking and watch carefully."

"Oh"

Wang Junhong's expression was very resentful, as if his father was pushing him forward, urging him to develop in the direction of scientific research.

Although he wasn't entirely opposed to it, he also didn't really want to give up his dream of soaring through the sky. Alas, he was caught in a dilemma.

Of course, he is still young and growing. If he grows taller than his father in the future, he may not be able to continue being a pilot.

At this moment, the Mach 5 fighter jet prototype on the tarmac had already started up, and a roaring sound rang out.

Although it hasn't actually taken off yet, the enormous roar still makes everyone eagerly anticipate it.

This Mach 5 fighter jet has generated a lot of anticipation.

The project was initiated in May 1982, and almost ten years have passed since then.

If the test flight is successful, then the project will be a success.

Of course, there are still many things to be done, and the overall project will not be finished so quickly, especially in terms of mass production, which requires more technical improvements and optimizations.

The pilot flew the prototype aircraft to the designated takeoff point, reported the situation to the control tower, and requested takeoff.

The control tower needed to report to Wang Duoyu, the project's chief technical officer, and obtain his approval before informing the pilots.

The satellites overhead and the nearby radars were all activated.

"Takeoff approved!"

Following Wang Duoyu's command, the pilot, after receiving approval, saluted in Wang Duoyu's direction and then pushed the power stick forward, causing the aircraft to accelerate.

They rushed off towards the runway.

After accelerating to 200 kilometers per hour, the aircraft began to lift off the ground and soar into the distant blue sky.

"Success!"

Fang Lihe, Yan Daowen, Wang Junhong and the others all cheered.

Only Wang Duoyu smiled, but he didn't say anything to discourage them.

The takeoff itself is certainly not a problem, but the more crucial test is yet to come.

It's important to know that the engine of a Mach 5 fighter jet combines two different power modes.

Currently in turbojet mode, it can accelerate from zero to take off. Once the aircraft accelerates to speeds above Mach 2, it will switch from subsonic combustion mode to scramjet mode via a dual-mode ramjet engine.

At that time, the speed of the aircraft will be able to reach Mach 5.

Seeing Wang Duoyu's expression, Fang Lihe asked:

"Duoyu, when will the plane be able to accelerate to Mach 5?"

"We'll have to wait a little longer."

Wang Duoyu did not elaborate on the specifics.

Since we're already in flight, we definitely need to test all the aircraft's performance.

Wang Junhong, standing next to him, was drooling with envy. He really wanted to pilot that Mach 5 fighter jet.

Unfortunately, his father wouldn't allow it, and no one else would let him touch the prototype.

The pilot sitting in the prototype's seat now was selected five years ago. He had to have experience flying multiple fighter jets and pass an assessment before he was finally selected.

It not only requires pilots to have impeccable political backgrounds, but also requires them to have exceptional learning abilities and the capacity to respond to unexpected situations.

In short, the pilots selected for the test flight team are all elites among elites.

In other words, this is not a selection process for pilots, but rather a selection criterion for astronauts.

"Command center, the Cave Demon is currently at an altitude of 10,000 meters. Requesting a flight speed of 20,000 meters per second."

Inside the command center, Wang Duoyu and his team stared at the various data and video feeds transmitted from satellites and radar. Commander Yan Daowen approved the pilot's application only after seeing Wang Duoyu nod slightly.

Flying at an altitude of 20,000 meters, this altitude is equivalent to the flight speed of multiple aircraft in the United States.

However, this height is not enough and needs to be further increased.

why?
Because once the speed reaches Mach 5, the noise will be very loud and could be heard by people on the ground.

Often, when large passenger planes are at an altitude of several thousand meters, the sound of aircraft engines can be heard.

However, when the flight speed is high enough, such a sound cannot be heard at all.

The speed and altitude above the clouds are fast enough and high enough, which is the ultimate invisibility cloak.

Because before people on the ground even realize they are being spied on, the hypersonic aircraft has already flown far away, and the mission is complete.

As the saying goes, a glimpse can be terrifying; this is the 'invisible' reconnaissance weapon. The Blackbird reconnaissance aircraft relied on this extreme speed to recklessly spy on other people's secrets.

Now, Wang Duoyu's Mach 5 fighter jet is about to surpass the speed of the Blackbird reconnaissance aircraft, which will greatly change the future landscape.

(End of this chapter)