"I'd better ask the aviation doctor to check it out to avoid problems. After all, this guy Bavino is fifty years old, and if something goes wrong, it's hard to explain."

Academician Yang Wei quietly stared at Major General Bavino, thought for a while, and said.

After waiting for a while, Bavino, who had a slightly pale complexion, walked over and returned to the stoppage position, stood next to the bluebird, raised his right hand to Zhou Hai in the cockpit, and gave him a thumbs up:

"Zero, I apologize to you. When I saw you before, I looked down on and questioned you, and made the mistake of your Chinese civilization "judging people by appearance."

To be straightforward, free and easy, apologize.

This is an apology from a major general of the Air Force.

It seems difficult to imagine, but for Bavino, who has spent his whole life paying for the Argentine Air Force, a trivial face is nothing, and he must apologize.

Wrong is wrong!

The honor of being the pride of heaven cannot tolerate the mistakes you have made.

As soon as the words came out, everyone around was stunned, including Yang Wei and Lin Jian.

The general actually apologized?

Several officers accompanying Afang were stunned for a moment and fell silent, with their eyes on Zhou Hai in the front cockpit of the Blue Bird.

Yang Wei and Lin Jian turned their heads and looked at each other, understood the meaning, shook their heads calmly, and watched them change.

interesting.

Very interesting.

"No need to apologize, General, I'm fine." Zhou Hai shook his head slightly and responded.

He is not that narrow and petty. Argentina's doubts and confusions are all normal.

To be honest, when he, a nineteen-year-old Air Force captain pilot, walked out, he was 100% considered a fake officer and a pure liar.

Bavino said in broken English: "No, zero, you are a very good fighter pilot and are qualified to be our Argentine flight instructor. I was wronged before. Please accept my sincere apology."

"General, I accept your apology."

Zhou Hai felt a headache and was too lazy to continue pulling. His face was serious and a solemn attitude appeared.

"The flight performance and maneuverability of this fighter jet are very excellent. I am very satisfied. If it performs well during subsequent service, we will continue to add orders for Qingjiao and Qingbird." Bavino's old and slightly white face squeezed out a smile, looked around the people around him, and gave a promise that belonged to the general.

This promise is not only aimed at Zhou Hai, Academician Yang Wei, who represented Cheng Fei, and others, but also at his own military officers.

The J-20 is not sold, the J-16 is not sold, the J-15 is not sold, the Fc-1's "Joinlong" looks down on it, and the Fc-31 is not yet mature, so it is still a question whether it can support the main lever.

The J-11a and J-11b avionics are behind and can only provide airborne Doppler radars. While despising them, the price is too expensive. They think about it before and then eventually invest in providing active phased array radars and advanced avionics.

Although the price of Qingjiao and Qingbird is much more expensive than any fighter aircraft equipped by the Afghan Air Force in history, the price-performance ratio is there.

In addition to purchasing advanced fighter jets, it can also purchase deadly attack weapons.

The three Lightning series air-to-air missiles covering nearly, medium and faraway levels have partially systematic combat power, which is no joke.

Today, Bavino personally experienced the maneuverability and performance of the Bluebird in the hands of this pilot, code-named "Zero", and became increasingly satisfied.

"Thank you, General Bavino." Yang Wei's eyes lit up, his face was elegant and smiling, and he was polite.

The more the number of exported fighter jets, the higher the customer recognition, and can earn huge profits.

“Continue on the flight mission.”

Lin Jian gave Zhou Hai a new instruction, blinked his eyes, and quietly gave him a thumbs up.

It is not realistic to make people pay billions of dollars to sell fighter jets at once, but this promise is very real.

As long as there is no problem, more orders will be added later.

This year seems to be a bumper year.

"yes!"

Zhou Hai shrugged, typed standard sign language to the left and right ground crew members, pressed the glass cockpit button, put on a bee-eyed helmet, and prepared to re-execute the original flight mission.

If Bavino had not had physical fitness, Zhou Hai would still fly freely in the sky.

It's just a normal rhythm close-range fighting training of less than six minutes, which is almost dizzy.

Five ground crew members were busy again, evacuated the boarding ladder, made gestures, and signaled everyone to retreat.

"General, are you okay?" Major Afang, named Sab,

"I'm fine."

Seeing this scene, Bavino suddenly realized something, was a little confused, and turned to look at Yang Wei: "Academician Yang, does he still need training? It's going to rain."

Yang Wei smiled and nodded slightly, indicating that it was right.

Lin Jian's face was light and his clouds were quiet, and his words were calm: "Rain weather training is a standard subject. After the war broke out, the enemy would not choose to launch an attack on sunny days..."

"You have worked so hard. It is indeed the world's top air force. This is what we lack and what we lack. We need to learn from you."

When Bavino heard this, he was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at the blue bird that steadily slid out of the stoppage position. While he was still scared, he was extremely moved and couldn't help but feel a sense of gap, and said softly.

Top air force, first-class air force, second-class air force, third-class air force, fourth-class air force, fifth-class air force, and less-class air force that use a few helicopter institutions to build combat organization.

What is a top air force?

We must be able to independently develop large-thrust turbofan engines to create the most beautiful industrial flower, and have the independent development of the fourth-generation stealth fighter to cross the threshold, achieve top level, and stand at the peak of human civilization.

Otherwise, only equipping the fourth-generation stealth fighter can only become a first-class air force.

As a standard top air force, whatever comes out of the cracks of the nails has already made the Argentine Air Force's fifth-level level of 20 propeller attack mechanisms reach the end of the second-level.

"Academician Yang, why didn't you tell me before that the J-10 series can be used for cobra maneuvering?"

"This, General Bavino, you didn't ask."

“…”

The sky became darker, gloomy and depressing.

The drizzling crystal raindrops were densely packed, and they looked countless and poured down at a glance.

"Buzz!"

In the runway of Huangtianba base, the roar of the WS-10a turbofan engine sounded again.

Soar in the rain!

There is no feast that never ends in the world.

Not long after, Bavino and his group left, and left with their experience of visiting the Huangtianba base, satisfied ideas, and appreciating and experiencing the excellent touch of Qingjiao up close, as well as their expectations for the two exported fighters, Qingjiao and Qingniao.
Chapter completed!