Chapter 174 Our Sky

When the last cluster of flames fell, the JC-90 also landed on the sand dunes with the flames. The enemies who still had an absolute advantage in numbers showed no intention of resisting. When the two Luan Birds gathered above their heads, all resistance was lost. All have lost their meaning.

Ye Zhou's vision entered darkness, and he returned to the void.

[The five-stage simulation of Dragon Heart ends]

[This simulation score: A]

[Dragon Heart Plot Simulation Overall Rating: A+]

[Final ending achieved: Our sky]

[Reward (Ending Reward): Somersault Cloud Sky Integrated Dual-Mode Engine Design Drawing]

[Reward (reward for men majoring in engineering): Design drawing of mature basestep device]

Ye Zhou did not take a closer look at the rewards, nor did he click on the ending summary, but directly entered the ending replay.

But this time, unlike every staged simulation before, the picture unfolding in front of him was somewhat unusual.

The picture was first in black and white, with several large, similarly rusty characters floating on the mottled and broken scene.

"Our Sky".

Then, a bit of color gradually appeared in the picture.

The first thing that caught Ye Zhou's eyes was a diary that was obviously worn out. The papers in the diary were yellowed and curled, and there were still water stains on them.

A pair of hands covered with oil stains and calluses opened the diary. After flipping through a few pages, he stopped on a certain page.

Ye Zhou saw it written in delicate calligraphy:

"It is said that the prosperity of a country is due to the development of technology, and the development of technology must depend on machines. Non-learning machines are not enough to help the development of technology."

"The war is not conducive to the motherland. In this era of competition, airplanes are indispensable for the military. It costs millions to make a warship. Why not use this money to make hundreds of airplanes, which is cheap and labor-saving. . If a thousand planes are deployed to guard the ports, the mainland will be safe."

Later, the diary was picked up by the big hand, and Ye Zhou saw a man with a resolute face put it into his pocket, then turned and walked out.

The screen jumps quickly, and the man gets on a simple airplane. He slowly accelerates under the gaze of tens of thousands of people. Then he lifts the control stick and the airplane takes off.

The plane didn't fly very high, but after circling the field several times, it still aroused bursts of cheers from the onlookers.

However, the accident happened quickly. Just when the man wanted to continue to raise the flight altitude, the plane suddenly lost control and then plummeted to the ground.

Ye Zhou's perspective came to the man again, and he heard the dying man speak with difficulty:

"Don't let my death deter him from his ambition. You must know that this is a necessary stage."

Ye Zhou recognized his face and knew his name.

Feng Ru.

As the man closed his eyes quietly, the picture in front of Ye Zhou also darkened.

After a short transition, Ye Zhou found himself in a small office.

A death notice lay on the desk.

"Our army's Chen Huaiming faced five enemy fighter planes and fought bravely without fear of death. After the fighter plane was shot in many places, the fuel tank caught fire, and was shot in the left chest by an aircraft, he flew the plane towards the enemy fighter planes and fought with them. The enemies will perish together.”

"The remains of the martyr have been transported back because his parents are old and his girlfriend has jumped into the river and followed him. Following the wishes of the martyr, the body has been sent back to the school and the teacher Li Xiangyang has been asked to dispose of it on his behalf."

The man sitting in front of the desk was silent for a long time. The cigarette held between his fingers had burned to the end, but he remained unmoved at all.

The mottled sunlight shined on his face through the smoke. Between the flickering light and dark, Ye Zhou seemed to see mist gathering in the man's eyes, but then disappeared in an instant.

After a while, the man threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, put the death notice back in the drawer, took out the letter paper and started writing.

"After teaching for several years, I have over a hundred students, and only one out of ten of them can still fight in the skies of our country. This time Huai Mingshu died in an accident, I am deeply saddened, and I swear that I will not be able to live in peace on this campus."

"If I die, if there are any bodies, they will be sent back to the school. If they disappear into ashes, they will be buried in the sky."

"From now on, if you can see the trajectory of the new aircraft, it will be like seeing me."

After finishing his short suicide note, the man stood up and walked outside the house, towards the runway where the fighter jets were parked. Someone came forward and tried to hold him back, but he only left one sentence.

"My student is dead, it's my turn as a teacher."

The engine started, the propellers gradually accelerated, and the aircraft soared into the blue sky after a brief taxi. Ye Zhou watched the old-fashioned fighter plane disappear into the clear sky, and subconsciously recited their names silently.

Liu Huaimin, Li Xiangyang.

The screen jumped again, and Ye Zhou saw a jet fighter soaring above the sea.

The paint of this fighter plane is very earthy, and the pilot is also wearing an old-fashioned flight jacket, but the look on his face is extremely determined.

In front of him is an EP-3 reconnaissance aircraft.

"This is Chinese airspace, please leave immediately, please leave immediately!"

The man shouted angrily into the radio, but the EP-3 on the side was completely unmoved, and even turned sharply as if provocative.

During the first turn, the man followed the opponent's movements and turned to the right, barely avoiding its movements. However, when the man pulled the plane back again, the opponent had already accelerated forward and fled.

The man pushed the afterburner, and the plane quickly chased forward, but the opponent seemed to have anticipated his actions. The moment he was about to become parallel to the EP-3, he changed direction, and the propeller on the nose of the plane suddenly cut into the wing of the man's fighter plane.

The fighter plane lost control instantly, and the EP-3 flew away. The man pulled the joystick desperately, trying to stabilize the plane that gradually began to roll, but it was all in vain.

After finally stabilizing the fuselage, the aircraft engine shut down because debris was involved in the turbine, and the aircraft lost power.

"The fuselage is damaged and I have stalled!"

The man called into the radio and tried to restart the engine.

A moment later, a response from the rear came over the radio.

"Call 81192, this is 553. I have been ordered to take over your aircraft to perform the cruise mission. Please return!"

The altitude of the plane had dropped to less than a kilometer. The man looked at the vast sea below him, and the expression on his face suddenly became relieved.

"81192 received, I can no longer return, you continue to move forward, repeat, you continue to move forward!"

Then, the plane crashed into the sea.

At the last moment before crashing into the sea, the man was still trying to pull up the plane.

But he didn't succeed.

By the time he finally decided to parachute, it was already too late.

His figure disappeared into the sea forever along with the fighter plane.

Wang Wei.

Ye Zhou's perspective switched. This time, he saw a brand new fighter plane in front of him.

J-20.

A pilot wearing a brand new flight helmet climbed into the cockpit, and with the sharp sound of the pressure relief valve, the hatch was closed tightly.

The engine started, the telex system started, and 20 Ji's cold and sexy voice sounded.

"Program starts."

The plane slowly drove towards the runway, its vector nozzle spraying out bright blue flames. Under the gloomy twilight, the fighter plane named "Vyron" rose from the ground.

From Ye Zhou's perspective, he followed the plane as it flew through the clouds. Afterburner was activated, the sound of breaking through the sound barrier was like the roar of a dragon.

Just 8 minutes later, the fighter plane taking off from Hu Jian arrived over the island.

The aircraft, which had long been equipped with a Longbot lens, was detected by radar as expected. Then two F-16s took off in an emergency and began flying on both sides of the J-20.

The other party's chatter about driving away came over the radio. The pilot suddenly pulled up the control column, and a Cobra fell behind the other party in excitement.

The button for the fire control radar was at hand, but he didn't press it.

He just looked at the two panicked fighters in front of him with disdain and said:

"Stop nagging you. From now on, I will come twice a day and fly for two months, and you will get used to it."

Ye Zhou looked at the gray paint on the plane, which had no combat effectiveness, and then glanced at the number on his helmet, silently remembering his name.

The scene switched and Ye Zhou felt his feet set foot on the ground again.

But when he looked around, he realized that he was not on the ground.

This is a huge aerial flying platform, Luanniao-1.

This time, he didn't meet anyone special, but it seemed that everyone he met was special.

Several pilots came towards me, their faces filled with confidence, and they were chatting about trivial matters such as women and children.

Ye Zhou watched them walk to the unknown fighter planes, and then each of these people stopped smiling. Not only their expressions, but also their entire demeanor suddenly changed.

The murderous intent is at its peak.

Obviously, what they are driving is the most powerful combat force in the sky on this planet.

Several planes taxied along the runway for a short distance before rising directly from the ground. Ye Zhou watched as these planes flew higher and higher into the sky. The bright blue flames from the nozzles gradually turned to yellow, and finally continued. The fuselage is also invisible, leaving only small stars.

His eyes returned to the deck, and he was surprised to see a woman with a group of children, looking around as curiously as himself.

A man with a strange birthmark on his face stood beside them and explained to them in a gentle tone.

"This is our Luanniao 1. According to us, Luanniao 1 is a multi-purpose air combat platform. It can not only serve as a mothership to undertake supply functions, but also can be used as an independent combat unit."

"The weapon system of our large aircraft is relatively simple. After all, it is the first aircraft. However, if you have the opportunity to visit Luanniao 2 in the future, you will see more novel things."

"Like laser cannons, gravity weapons, sonic weapons, and of course conventional weapons such as missiles."

"It's these things that are protecting our sky."

After finishing speaking, the man clapped his hands, and another staff member came over carrying a huge box. After opening it, it was filled with various airplane models.

"Okay, today's visit and explanation are over. These airplane models are gifts I prepared for you. You can pick the ones you like and take them away."

The children swarmed over happily. One of them quickly picked out his favorite airplane, and then happily ran to the man and asked:

"Grandpa, what is the name of this plane?"

The man smiled helplessly and replied:

"First of all, I am not your grandfather, I am your uncle. Also, this is a J-8 fighter, a very old aircraft."

The man thought that the child would be disappointed by this, but unexpectedly, the look in the other person's eyes did not diminish at all.

"It's a very old airplane, did the previous pilot uncle fly it to protect us?"

"Yes. It used to be J-8, then it was J-20, and now it's JS-10. Each generation flies different aircraft."

"Then what kind of plane will I fly in the future?"

"I do not know either."

The man shook his head, paused for a moment, and then spoke again:

"It doesn't matter. No matter what kind of plane you fly in the future, our skies will never change."

The simulation plot of Dragon Heart is all over, the end.