Shengjing, flight base!

The April day is still cold with the cold winter at this moment.

The arrival of late spring cold made people here tighten their coats.

At this moment, a plane landed slowly, causing the people waiting at the scene to stop their movements and hurried towards the landing place of the plane.

On the plane, Mr. Peng took off his glasses, sorted out the information, and handed it over to the adjutant who accompanied him.

After obtaining accurate information from 701, Mr. Peng began a new plan.

Since you can decipher the other party’s news in advance, it means an opportunity.

A chance to teach the other person a lesson.

This time, the battlefield he chose was not the northwest or the four nine cities, but the north and south directions.

"Old Zhang, you came very early."

When Mr. Peng got off the plane, he saw Mr. Zhang coming to greet him. He shook hands while smiling.

From Mr. Peng's words, everyone could hear that Mr. Peng was in a good mood.

Mr. Zhang stepped forward and smiled, "I've been here for three days."

"I also followed the plane to the sky. I have to say that the name of Baima is a bit literary, but it's better to call it Tianma."

Mr. Zhang talked about his feelings, and the pilots behind him all laughed.

Of course, all pilots who have flew the White Horse fighter jet agree with Mr. Zhang's words.

This powerful and powerful aircraft, called Baiju, is really lacking in dominance.

Men, who doesn’t like to reinstall mechas?

This Baima is larger than that of domestic bombers, and it is definitely a heavy aircraft.

"Oh, you still dislike it."

"Well, I will tell the people from Jiudu, saying that Lao Zhang doesn't like Baiju, but Tianma, let him redesign it for you."

Mr. Peng laughed and joked. When Mr. Zhang heard this, he quickly begged for forgiveness, "Okay, Mr. Peng, you must not."

"This white horse is so nice, it sounds nice."

"I have to count it before going to bed now before I can sleep soundly."

"If this is not given to us, how can I sleep?"

Hearing this, everyone laughed again.

After receiving Mr. Peng, everyone went straight into the command center.

As soon as he sat down, Mr. Peng asked, “How many planes are there in the base now?”

Old Zhang turned his head and the chief of staff of the base next to him immediately stood up, "Report to Mr. Peng, there are 120 aircraft at our base, including 80 fighter jets and 40 bombers."

"Most of the fighter jets are J-7 and a small number of J-6 fighters, and there are three J-8 fighters that are being tested."

"in addition."

The Chief of Staff paused a little, and a smile appeared on his face, "We still have eight White Horse fighters."

When Mr. Peng heard it at the end, he looked at Mr. Zhang, "Eight aircraft? How do I remember that it should be from Six Automobile here? How did you come from those two aircraft?"

Mr. Zhang immediately rubbed his hands and smiled, "Mr. Peng, this was what I, Old Zhang, got from Jiubu with shamelessness."

"No, all the planes leaving the factory must be distributed uniformly. If you have too many, there will be fewer other places."

Mr. Peng looked up and Mr. Zhang felt a sudden heart when he saw it, but he still had some support, "Mr. Peng, you can't calculate this matter like this."

"If you don't count like this? How about it?"

"Of course, everyone has to be counted."

Mr. Peng was a little funny when he heard this, "You say it again? Do you want discipline?"

"No, Mr. Peng, you can't do this. I'm a private pocket. We're working with Jiudu for frugality and have been polished out of the plane. You can't do this."

Mr. Zhang said hurriedly, and then seeing that Mr. Peng's face remained unchanged, he gritted his teeth and told him about his cooperation with Jiudu.

"Twenty? Haha."

Mr. Peng's face remained motionless, but his heart was filled with joy.

He could actually pick out twenty of Yang Xiaotao's hands.

This guy is also a talented person.

The above reviewed the Baiju Aircraft, and it is already saturated to manufacture 100 aircraft with quality and quantity guaranteed per year.

Unexpectedly, there were unexpected surprises.

As for the twenty extras, they are all national defense forces.

As for whom to use it, it's not the above sentence.

When the assignment is made, just give this guy less orders.

Who asked him to eat alone?

"snort!"

"It seems that the Nine Units are still capable and can make two more for you. I think the plan needs to be modified."

After hearing what Mr. Peng said, Mr. Zhang immediately felt a layer of cold sweat on his back.

It’s nothing to be said a few words by myself, but I’ve been criticized a lot.

But if nine parts are involved, then you won’t be able to cooperate in the future.

In that way, the remaining eighteen white horses will be completely ruined.

"Ahem, Mr. Peng, we have our own difficulties."

Mr. Zhang winked at the chief of staff next to him, who nodded quickly, "Yes, Mr. Peng, we have difficulties."

Mr. Peng leaned back and looked calm, "Okay, then let's talk about your difficulties."

Mr. Zhang immediately spoke, "Mr. Peng, we have been thinking about how to exert the capabilities of the White Jones fighter to the limit."

"We found that under normal flight, two Machs are the best cruising state."

"If you sprint for a short distance, it is better to use Mach three. If you exceed this speed, it will cause damage to the aircraft's body."

"If the speed reaches Mach 3.5, fly three times or up to four times, you have to go back to the repair shop for maintenance."

"While the extreme state, the aircraft can reach Mach 3.7. No matter how fast it is, it is not impossible, but the pilot's body cannot withstand it, and the surface temperature of the aircraft reaches 550 degrees. This requires a comprehensive overhaul after landing."

"Although we have eight White Horse fighters, two of them are now repaired in the hangar to experiment with these data, so six are still able to be dispatched..."

The Chief of Staff said, looking at Mr. Peng's expression, and seeing that the other party did not change at all, he felt a little panicked.

He himself knew that this "defense" had nothing to do with the extra two.

However, Zhang Lai kept winking at him, and he could only continue to talk with his teeth.

"Okay, that's your hard work."

Mr. Peng asked, and Mr. Zhang coughed and then smiled.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Mr. Liang Jiu Peng said, "This mission has been completed, and there are some people who say it."

"But if it's screwed up, Zhang Shunzi, think about it yourself."

Mr. Zhang immediately nodded seriously, "Don't worry, Mr. Peng, we will never mess it up."

“That’s best.”

Mr. Peng said something, and then asked the adjutant to pick up the prepared information.

"I'm here to make the other party a circle. I'm going to give them a ruthless one this time."

A murderous aura broke out from Mr. Peng.

The first two forbearances were not only him, but also others, but also some of them were somewhat depressed.

Unlike the two earlier times, now they have weapons to deal with.

What I am worried about is that the number of planes is insufficient and I cannot take on important responsibilities.

Therefore, they chose to endure the other party's open provocation.

Now the number of aircraft has approached thirty, and there is also the capital to fight against each other.

"Mr. Peng, are you going to punch?"

Mr. Zhang looked belligerent, which made Mr. Peng shake his head helplessly.

With this guy's warlike appearance, it is not surprising that he can do such a thing.

"Yes, we're going to fight back this time."

"That's great, I've been waiting for this day long."
To be continued...