NABC Chapter 206 Taihang Type 1 Fighter
Chapter 206 Taihang Type 1 Fighter
After receiving the news that the fighter jet was successfully manufactured, Zhao Tianyang returned to Yan'an as soon as possible.
Without further ado, he took Huang Zhefu and boarded the glider to Ningxia.
"Minister Zhao, can you tell me what's going on now?"
After two hours of flight, after landing, Huang Zhefu asked Zhao Tianyang with a helpless look on his face.
"Go in first."
Zhao Tianyang grabbed Huang Zhefu and walked towards the aircraft factory.
"Don't pull, don't pull, I'm leaving, I'm leaving!"
Huang Zhefu broke free and complained: "Two grown men pulling each other, it's not good for others to see us, and you..."
Suddenly Huang Zhefu's words got stuck in his throat and he couldn't utter them. He looked at the big guy in front of him and was completely shocked.
"With this shape, could it be a fighter jet?"
Huang Zhefu pointed at the plane in front of him and asked Zhao Tianyang.
"Haha, how about it? Pretty, right?"
Zhao Tianyang patted Huang Zhefu on the shoulder and said, "You are not mistaken. This is a fighter jet."
"And it's a top-notch fighter jet. I asked you to come here to test its performance."
"Fuck."
Huang Zhefu became excited: "If you had told me earlier, I would have come a long time ago."
He thought that after leaving the Kuomintang, he would never have the chance to fly a fighter jet again!
Unexpectedly, the opportunity came so quickly.
"Minister, you are here! This fighter jet has been successfully manufactured. When are we going to take it to do wind tunnel tests?"
At this time, Lavochkin, who noticed Zhao Tianyang coming in, ran over with Getkov and asked.
"Wind tunnel?"
Zhao Tianyang spread his hands and said, "I have never built a wind tunnel for the airplanes I built."
"What?"
Lavochkin wondered, “Without a wind tunnel, how can you be sure that the data of this fighter is correct?”
"How to be sure?"
Zhao Tianyang smiled and asked, "Is the data of this fighter the same as the data I gave you?"
"Same."
Getkov answered honestly: "Whether it's the height, width, length, or other indicators, they are exactly the same as the information you provided."
"That's ok!"
Zhao Tianyang said confidently: "As long as we build it according to what I wrote, the data produced will be the same, so there is no need to build a wind tunnel, we can just test it with pilots directly."
Hearing this, Lavochkin glanced at Huang Zhefu who was standing next to Zhao Tianyang and swallowed.
"Minister, let's go straight to the pilot test. What if something unexpected happens?"
"Nothing unexpected."
Zhao Tianyang pretended to be helpless and explained: "With our conditions, it is impossible to build a qualified wind tunnel, so directly testing it with pilots is also a helpless solution."
"That's it!"
Lavochkin nodded, not knowing what to say for a moment.
"Minister, please start!"
Seeing the three people arguing endlessly, Huang Zhefu became a little impatient and urged them on.
"Row."
Zhao Tianyang looked at Lavochkin and said, "Pull out the fighter jets, prepare the runway, and start testing."
Lavochkin looked at Huang Zhefu, who showed no fear at all, nodded, and began to arrange for workers to pull fighter jets and prepare the runway.
A moment later, the fighter plane stopped on a 1,000-meter cement concrete runway.
"Huang, aren't you scared?"
Looking at Huang Zhefu who was wearing a cotton coat and goggles, Lavochkin couldn't help but ask.
"afraid?"
Huang Zhefu smiled nonchalantly: "Compared to the threat of death, I am more afraid of the Japanese planes wreaking havoc over our heads and I am powerless to do anything about it."
After that, he looked at Zhao Tianyang who was standing beside him and said, "Minister, please talk to the higher-ups and ask them to develop some leather flight jackets. It's not a good idea to always make our pilots wear cotton-padded jackets!"
"Forehead...."
Zhao Tianyang smiled awkwardly: "Forgot, forgot, don't worry, I will arrange it when I get back."
"gone."
After receiving the response, Huang Zhefu smiled at Lavochkin and walked towards the fighter plane next to him without hesitation.
"Lavochkin, I like him."
Looking at the fighter's rotating wings, Getkov said to Lavochkin: "With people like this in China, it is impossible for the Japanese to occupy China."
"You're right."
Lavochkin said seriously: "It seems that we also need to work hard and make more contributions to this country."
............
After two days of testing, the specific data of the Taihang Type 1 fighter was released.
"Oh my God! I thought something unexpected was going to happen, but it turned out to be so smooth."
Lavochkin, who was holding the report, was surprised.
"Haha, that's normal."
Zhao Tianyang smiled and said, "We have accumulated experience in manufacturing wooden transport planes before."
"Although this is a fighter jet, as long as there are no problems with the plywood and glue, there will basically be no problems."
"Minister, can this fighter jet be finalized now?"
At this time Huang Zhefu looked at Zhao Tianyang with anticipation and asked.
"It can be finalized now."
Zhao Tianyang instructed Lavochkin: "This fighter is called Taihang Type 1 fighter."
"Start organizing manpower for production immediately. I want to see no less than three fighter jets by the end of this month."
"no problem."
Lavochkin agreed readily.
The main difficulty of this fighter lies in its engine.
They had already brought back two aircraft engines from the Soviet Union. Now they just needed to organize workers to produce another one, and the third fighter would be ready.
"Okay, I'll leave it to you then."
Zhao Tianyang nodded, left quickly, and prepared to go to Yan'an to report the happy event to his superiors.
As for Huang Zhefu, he not only had to stay in the aircraft factory, but also had to call several of his students over to start familiarizing themselves with this fighter jet from now on.
Yan'an.
"Good news, Chief."
As soon as he returned to Yan'an, Zhao Tianyang ran excitedly to the elegant man's yard and shouted loudly.
"It's Minister Zhao!"
The elegant man looked at Zhao Tianyang who was walking in a hurry, put down the telegram in his hand, and said kindly: "You look so happy, there must be something good?"
"That's right!"
Zhao Tianyang nodded excitedly: "The fighter jet has been successfully developed. We can use the fighter jet to kick off the military exercise in March."
"Really?"
The elegant man stood up excitedly and took the information from Zhao Tianyang.
"Single-seat, single-engine propeller fighter: Taihang Type 1 fighter."
"Members: 1 person."
"Captain: 8.71 meters."
"Wingspan: 9.68 meters."
"Aircraft height: 2.9 meters."
"Empty weight: 2.65 tons."
"Engine: Cylinder-injected air-cooled engine, 1850 horsepower."
"Maximum take-off weight: 3.4 tons."
"Maximum flight speed: 650 kilometers per hour."
"Maximum range: 990 kilometers."
"arms:?"
"This fighter is amazing!"
The elegant man looked at the question mark at the end and asked in confusion: "Why is there a question mark on this weapon?"
"Well, since we don't have a dedicated aircraft cannon yet, I didn't install any weapons."
Zhao Tianyang explained with a little embarrassment.
"No weapons?"
The elegant man laughed and said, "How can this be possible? Without a weapon, you can only be beaten and cannot fight back!"
"Right away, give me some time, two weeks at most, and I will definitely do it."
Zhao Tianyang patted his chest and assured.
Zhao Tianyang then left Yan'an and returned to the aircraft factory, handing over the weapons matter to Lavochkin.
A week later, Zhao Tianyang left Ningxia with the blueprints and came to the light weapons research and development factory.
"Take a look at this machine gun blueprint and try to make it for me within a week."
Zhao Tianyang handed the drawings to Liu Guifu and said.
"no problem."
Liu Guifu took the drawing, looked at it and nodded.