Huo Sheng stepped forward and nodded seriously.

"To be honest, I was a little excited when our two planes took off together."

"Haha, you have to fly quickly before we catch up."

"Of course, we are the first."

"Tch, that's because I didn't catch a cold, otherwise it wouldn't be your fault."

"Oh, Lao Ge, are you so confident?"

"It's necessary..."

"Then let's compare!"

"Bibi!"

While the two were talking, another Optimus Prime heavy truck drove up outside the airport. As the car stopped, two people jumped out of the car.

"Excuse me, who is Comrade Huo Sheng?"

Director Yan shouted loudly with an order, and Huo Sheng immediately ran forward after hearing the words.

"Hello, comrade, I am Huo Sheng."

Director Yan glanced at it and then handed the information over.

"Hello, Comrade Huo Sheng, we are the designer of the Pili-3 missile of the Seventh Machinery Department. This time we need your cooperation to test the performance of the missile."

"Okay, please tell me."

Huo Sheng didn't cooperate once or twice. He was already familiar with this kind of thing.

"That's it. When we come this time, we want to use two planes..."

Inside the command tower.

Yang Xiaotao saw Mr. Wang walking in with Father Ran and others, and hurriedly stepped forward to say hello.

"You guys did it very quickly. You took it out for a test flight on the 20th, tsk tsk."

Mr. Wang stepped forward to shake hands, and his words seemed to be filled with emotion, but there was no emotion on his face.

Yang Xiaotao met Ran's father, but they didn't say much. It was better to be more formal in this workplace.

"Isn't that to complete the mission?"

Yang Xiaotao came to the window. At this moment, the Baiju fighter jet below had appeared on the runway.

The two planes, one in front and one behind, were tens of meters apart.

"Chief, what kind of experiment do you want to do when you come here this time?"

Mr. Wang smiled and said, "Of course I did it with real swords and guns. Those J-7s before couldn't test Bai Ju's true combat power. This time I have a qualified sparring partner, so of course I have to give it a try."

When Yang Xiaotao heard this, he immediately understood Mr. Wang's plan.

"Okay, let's try it this time."

While talking, the voice of the test pilot came from the tower.

"Baiju 2, agree to take off."

"Baijiao No. 2 received."

In an instant, the Baiju No. 2 in front immediately began to glide, then took off, and then rose up from the ground.

Everything is the same as the previous test flight.

Only Chen Gong Guodong was excited when he saw it for the first time.

Soon, Baiju 2 began to test speed, ceiling, flexibility, etc.

Half an hour later, all experiments on Baiju No. 2 were completed, and then they entered the last one.

In the command tower, Yang Xiaotao stood in front of the window with a serious expression.

All previous experiments on Unit 2 were just like Unit 1, with speeds exceeding Mach 3 and reaching a maximum of 3.5.

The upper limit also exceeds 25,000, and there are no problems with the various data.

But what he had to do next forced him to get serious.

This is a battle between missiles and aircraft.

"Chief, are you sure there is no problem?"

Mr. Wang was standing next to him, his fingers crossed together, looking very nervous.

"No problem, the missile does not have a warhead, it is just sand of the same weight."

Mr. Wang explained, but Yang Xiaotao didn't believe it, "I mean, this missile won't be damaged."

"It's...hard to say!"

Mr. Wang didn't know how to answer this question. If it really happened, he wouldn't be able to do anything about it.

"Let's take a look first."

As Mr. Wang said, he picked up the telescope and looked at it, feeling sweaty in his heart.

Likewise, everyone in the entire control tower was sweating.

They had never encountered this kind of situation before, that is, the head of the Seventh Machinery Department dared to act like this.

"Don't hit, don't hit."

Chen Gong on the side was muttering in a low voice, looking very worried.

Yang Xiaotao was also a little nervous. If he was caught up by a missile, he would lose his standing.

This is their hard work.

But then I thought, if this missile can't even catch up with the white horse, how can it catch up with the black bird?

For a moment, Yang Xiaotao was a little conflicted. He didn't know whether he should let the missile catch up? Or should he not catch up?

At this moment, in the air, Baiju No. 1 appeared three thousand meters behind No. 2.

This distance is now the distance at which most pilots launch missiles when facing the Little Blackbird.

If the two sides are launched at this distance, it will be a good time to see whether the Thunderbolt III can perform better.

At this moment, Huo Sheng, who was piloting Plane No. 1, was in contact with Captain Ge via communication.

"Captain Ge, we are ready, what about you?"

"Team Huo, we are ready and can start at any time."

"OK."

After Huo Sheng learned about it, he immediately turned on the communicator and said, "Tower, this is Baiju No. 1, requesting a test launch."

"Baiju No. 1, agree to test launch."

"clear!"

After the words fell, Huo Sheng moved his fingers, and then began to control the aircraft. The next second, the radar in front of the nose of the aircraft was turned on, accurately capturing the No. 2 aircraft in front.

At this moment, the No. 2 aircraft in front received a reminder that the aircraft was locked by the enemy's radar. Team Ge subconsciously began to evade. Then Baiju No. 2 quickly rushed forward to distance itself, then climbed and then turned, all movements smooth and smooth.

In comparison, the missile behind him seemed clumsy.

Each time it is re-locked on the target, it will take some time, and this time gives No. 2 a chance to escape.

Captain Ge smiled subconsciously, "Xiao Xie, this plane is great!"

"Haha, Captain Ge, we are also the best."

"Yes, we are all the best."

In the command podium, everyone could see clearly that No. 1 in the rear launched a missile and No. 2 in the front immediately responded. After turning diagonally upward, it accelerated again.

The missile behind him was not slow, but unfortunately it was still dodged by Plane No. 2 with its speed and flexibility.

"good!"

At the airport, a group of ground staff saw that Plane No. 2 was easily dodged, and they all shouted and cheered.

They don't care about anything else. They are fans of airplanes, as long as the airplane is good.

As for what to do if the missile cannot catch up, that is a matter for those who study missiles.

At this time, Yang Xiaotao also breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the wonderful driving of the No. 2 machine and its beautiful avoidance of missiles.
Chapter completed!