Chapter 218
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Chapter 218: "Hunting Sparrow Trajectory"
In fact, before the advent of fourth-generation fighters, many experienced pilots, like Lin Mo, preferred using cannons to resolve battles. After all, missile quantities are limited, and in chaotic dogfights, especially within dense formations, using missiles is not very wise, while cannons are excellent for close-quarters combat.
In actual combat, given the speeds of fighter jets, two aircraft can close in just a very short time. Missiles have dead zones in their attack envelopes. The J-20 may be equipped with more advanced missiles and fire control systems, but such designs represent a technological compromise. Striking opponents from a distance is direct and effective, but when it comes to close engagements, either the missiles have run out, or there are too many enemies to deal with. Ultimately, it hardly matters whether the opponent uses cannons or not; the final results are often similar.
To a certain extent, the J-20 is not the ideal model that Lin Mo needs.
“Alright! Alright! I’ll show you a performance!” Lin Mo said, gripping the control stick and preparing for action.
A tremendous roar echoed in his ears, but everyone seemed to have simultaneously gone deaf, completely unaware. Most people were staring up at the sky, while some with poor eyesight opted to fixate on the high-speed tracking cameras displaying footage on large screens.
“What is this, a pendulum? No, that can’t be right! So strange!”
“What is this maneuver? I’ve never seen anything like it before! Looks like it has a bit of a roll.”
“A mutated form of the broken S maneuver. No, that can’t be it. It seems the attack envelope is very stable, like an eagle hunting.”
“Have you ever seen this? What is it? It looks powerful and fierce. Xiao Chen, do you know what this move is?”
“I don’t know either; I’ve never seen anything like it. It’s really bizarre.”
The experts on the ground gasped in amazement. Even though they were not pilots, they were the original inventors of maneuvering tactics for combat. They could sometimes devise original special tactics based on an aircraft’s unique abilities. Each one of them was very familiar with fighter jet maneuvers, but they had never witnessed anything like this.
They initially thought Lin Mo would demonstrate classic maneuvers, but he greatly exceeded their expectations.
“Fire control system activated, first lock-on attack! Second lock-on attack! Third, fourth, fifth…”
The sound of Lin Mo simulating attacks echoed through the ground’s loudspeakers, seamless targeting and strikes blending smoothly into the bizarre maneuvers in the sky. High-angle departures and low-angle cutting attacks combined to form a set of never-before-seen combo moves.
“…”
The ground fell silent once again. Lin Mo’s words lacked any gaming tone, and the professionals present could see that each of his attack commands perfectly fit the flight trajectory. If loaded with ammunition, these strikes would be real.
In the invisible air ahead of the J-20, it seemed as if a high-performance fighter was also attempting to escape and respond using super maneuvers. Yet no matter what, it remained completely exposed before the J-20.
The J-20 kept the opposition firmly restricted within its attack envelope, whether with cannon angles or missile envelopes; triggering a shot would easily hit the target.
“Captain Lin, what maneuver is this?” the ground staff eagerly asked over the radio, as everyone present shared the same question.
Perhaps only the air force’s top-secret operational files could reveal the combo moves Lin Mo just performed:
“Hunting Sparrow Trajectory!” Lin Mo said softly. This air combat skill did not belong to this world; it was one of the superb techniques he had learned from the Wind Dragon flight posture in another realm.
A commotion erupted on the ground, as yet another new air combat skill was born.
“Who invented this? Tell me! I need to record it as a special combat technique for the J-20; it’s simply fantastic.” Without any orders, the staff responsible for communicating with Lin Mo captured everyone’s approval; this young man was impressively responsive.
“It’s me!”
Lin Mo’s calm voice echoed from the loudspeaker.
At least Lin Mo had not seen any other pilot in this world perform such a maneuver. Considering the cockpit’s overload performance of the J-20, he had lowered the difficulty and overload stresses to levels that normal pilots could bear. Everything would be meticulously recorded by onboard recording devices and ground monitoring equipment.
The "Hunting Sparrow Trajectory" maneuver was likely to become a classic lesson documented in the J-20’s standard curriculum.
Even if the National Defense Star (NDS) was rewarding him for test-flying three aircraft, the manufacturers had also provided plenty of assistance during the creation of the original “monstrous” version.
Half an hour later, the J-20 “Mighty Dragon” swooped down steadily onto the runway, its rear airflow distorting the view, with the heat-resistant three-dimensional vector nozzles glowing a dark red.
“Great! You have certainly brought us many surprises.” Chen Haiqing could not contain his excitement as he approached Lin Mo, who had just jumped off the plane. In the distance, a group of experts was giving him thumbs up.
“How are you holding up? If you’re too tired, we can fly the last one tomorrow. Haha, we’ve hit the jackpot!”
The successful test flights of two consecutive aircraft gave Chen Haiqing hope for the future development of the National Defense Star (NDS). At the very least, the billions invested at home had a better chance of being recouped.
The final aircraft, the X-1, was the experimental machine belonging to the National Defense Star (NDS) itself, making it not the most important. Just being able to produce it had already solved many technical issues.
At this moment, the successful test flights of the J-14 and J-20 meant that the National Defense Star (NDS) had effectively secured production licenses for these two fighter jets. As long as the subsequent data passed inspections, it would mean a continuous flow of revenue once they officially entered production.
This could potentially elevate them to become one of the best fighter jet manufacturers in China in the future.
“No problem!” Lin Mo smiled. This time he was truly enjoying himself, but he was even more eager to see the actual performance of the X-1. The simulator was one thing; it only helped him adapt to flying operations, but true mastery required taking to the skies.
“Let’s take a break! After finishing the last flight, we’ll celebrate together!” Chen Haiqing pumped his fist, his spirits high. With his dedication, it was very likely he would lead this large fighter production company after retiring.
“Alright. Shark fins, bird’s nests, bear paws—none of it can be missed! This opportunity is rare; if we don’t indulge now, who knows when the next chance will come.” Lin Mo sharpened his skills, thinking it would be a disservice to his country and the party not to treat this wealthy second-generation guy.
Chen Haiqing was in a particularly good mood, nodding vigorously. “Alright, alright! I guarantee you will be satisfied. Want some pretty girls? Pick anyone you like.” He patted his chest, acting as though he was the brother taking care of Lin Mo’s enjoyment, while he covered the costs with a noble spirit.
Compared to the upcoming orders, this little bit of expense was insignificant.
Lin Mo did not seek out Professor Yan again; those experts were simply too intimidating. He returned to the rest area as usual but found someone waiting there for him.
“Captain Lin, hello! I am the representative of Guizhou Liyang Aviation Engine Company, Shen Lin.” A business card was presented to Lin Mo.
Standing before him was a tall, slender middle-aged man in his thirties, wearing black-rimmed glasses.
“Hello, Section Chief Shen!” Lin Mo accepted the business card with both hands and saw the title underneath: Section Chief of the Business Department.
Section Chief Shen smiled slightly and straightforwardly said, “I am very glad to meet you here. If it weren’t for you, our WS-15X engine wouldn’t have been finalized this quickly.”
“Oh?!” Lin Mo felt that there was more to the words. He searched his memory and realized he had never had any business dealings with the Liyang Aviation Engine Company. Even when considering engine needs, he had only thought about importing engines.
Section Chief Shen glanced around and smiled mysteriously. “F119, you know what I mean!” After saying this, he fell silent, revealing not a hint more, looking extremely cautious.
Lin Mo’s information was highly confidential and not accessible to those without proper clearance. Obtaining the F119-PW-100 vector thrust engines from the F-22 had greatly benefited the domestic aviation industry, with the first tier of beneficiaries being a handful of domestic aviation engine manufacturers, the second tier being aircraft design institutes, and the subsequent tiers involving aerodynamics and mechanical engineering research sectors and material research institutes.
“Understood!” Lin Mo nodded, clearly surprised.
Gaining access to this information surely wasn’t as simple as it seemed on the surface. The other party likely obtained the F119-PW-100 vector thrust engines from a collaborating unit, and the title of “section chief” on the business card seemed inflated.
These manufacturers and research units were typically connected with domestic intelligence agencies, and some even had specialized technical or commercial intelligence teams. This was a common practice among large enterprises aiming to establish supply chain connections and gain opportunities for mutual benefits.
“If, in the future, you can get more, you know what I’m talking about, you can call this number. It’s a confidential line. We offer high prices for acquisition,” Section Chief Shen spoke vaguely, akin to someone on the street buying back liquor at a high price, yet clearly signaling to Lin Mo that he should not forget to notify them of any such chances in the future to act first.
Section Chief Shen also winked and rubbed his fingers, hinting at an additional kickback—plenty of benefits involved.
When vying for the six engines sent back by Lin Mo, domestic research institutes and related manufacturers engaged in intense open and covert competition, known only to them.
When Section Chief Shen first saw Lin Mo, he viewed him merely as an ordinary ace pilot. But when Professor Yan pointed to the X-1, he suddenly realized the true nature of the situation.
