Chapter 1351 "Xuanniao" Hypersonic Flight Verification Platform

One day later.

Under the vast night sky of the Gobi Desert in the northwest.

Four plump-shaped double-engine military transport aircraft are flashing navigation lights, descending altitude in sequence according to the pre-demarcated route, and pointing the nose at the expanded special runway.

The stunning length of 7,700 meters and the structural design of one main and one pair allow the airport to take off and land up to four aircraft simultaneously in emergencies.

This is certainly enough to make the blood pressure of ordinary civil aviation tubes explode, but compared to other tests conducted in this base, it is not something that is particularly worthy of writing.

But for the commanders and soldiers of the 810th Brigade who stayed in the mountains and forests most of the time on board, this scene is rare.

Liang Yangang sat in the cabin of the No. 01 machine, slightly turned his body, pressed his forehead against the tempered glass of the observation window, feeling the grit wrapped by the airflow raised by the engine slapped on the side window glass.

He had seen this new transport aircraft called Y9 in military newspapers and news, but because the Second Artillery's equipment was generally large and heavy, even if the transport aircraft of the entire Air Force were concentrated, it would be impossible to transport a missile battalion in its entirety. , and there is no need for long-range fast maneuvers, so there were few opportunities to cooperate with the Air Force in the past, and there was no chance to see the physical objects.

I only found out after I really sat in today that although it was a medium-sized transport aircraft, the cabin volume of this body-sensing feeling is not much smaller than that of the Il 76.

It can even support three-door and four-way skydiving like the latter.

"It's getting better too..."

Liang Yangang sighed in his heart—

In fact, not only did their 810th Brigade, after the Dongfeng 31 was installed at about the turn of the century, the entire 51 base did not update any main combat equipment. To some extent, it can be regarded as a fish that slipped through this round of technological innovation.

Only when you have dealt with other military branches can you intuitively feel the rapid progress of the People's Liberation Army's technical level in the past decade.

It was not until the roar of the engine in his ears that Liang Yangang recovered from his thoughts and turned his eyes back to the side window.

As the plane's altitude gradually declined, the undulating earth was like solidified waves, coming towards his eyes.

As a highly confidential military base, it is not as brightly lit as a civil aviation airport, only the runway guide lights flashing with faint light illuminate the edges and corners of every grain of sand around it.

"Comrades, please be careful, you're going to land soon!"

Liang Yangang took a deep breath and shouted loudly to the dozens of other people behind him:

"Check your seat belt, and also pay attention to adjusting your sitting posture, be careful of your butts!"

A burst of laughter suddenly sounded in the cabin.

As a veteran who has been in the army for more than 20 years, Liang Yangang only conducted a few long-distance transfer training during training and further training.

But I still know a lot more than these subordinates.

According to his experience, the operation of air force pilots is generally more vigorous than that of civil aviation, and the seats of military transport aircraft lack considerations in terms of human-machine efficacy when designing, so every time grounding is a test of butt tolerance.

It may be better to transfer part of the center of gravity to the feet.

Just as he was spreading his tricks to everyone, a sharp "squeak" sound came from the cabin, accompanied by a slight shaking.

Then there is the violent backward acceleration, and the buzzing sound caused by the reverse push and the deceleration plate opening.

There is no violent shock.

There is no impact that Liang Yangang could cause his butt to bloom.

It is even more stable than a Boeing 737.

Dozens of gazes in the whole machine focused on him almost at this moment.

“…”

Liang Yangang's voice stopped abruptly and opened his mouth a little confused, and he couldn't think of how to find a supplement for a while.

Fortunately, the plane landed quickly, and the awkward scene lasted only about five minutes, and the sound of the pilot reminding him to open the cabin was heard in the cabin telephone.

Finally, it saved Liang Yangang who was in a state of ease.

A few seconds later, the three cabin doors on both sides and at the rear of the fuselage opened at the same time. The dry air from the Gobi night poured into the cabin, and it seemed that the moisture in everyone's body was drained in just a few breaths.

Liang Yangang couldn't help but lick his lips, unbuttoned his seat belt, and took the lead in walking down the gangway from the left hatch door.

A captain officer in a new air force uniform was already standing next to him, holding a document board in his hand.

Seeing a colonel leaving the plane, he quickly trotted and came forward a few steps, saluted, and handed the documents to Liang Yangang:

"Hello, Brigade Commander Liang, please sign here."

The latter nodded and glanced over the content above, which was nothing more than something that confirmed the successful end of the transportation task.

He picked up his pen and signed his name, and then asked casually:

"Your plane... isn't it comfortable?"

The Air Force Lieutenant is a member of Dingxin. Naturally, he doesn't know how embarrassing the matter happened in the sky just now. He just thought it was the other party's praise and replied with a smile:

"Although the Y9 is a military model, it is completely benchmarked with civil aviation in terms of human-machine functions. In particular, the landing gear and seats use the latest self-balancing shock absorbers, which can filter the bumps into a certain rhythm unless it is an emergency landing. Otherwise, there wouldn't be a particularly intense feeling, and even the princes who know how to enjoy the most in the Bay praised it..."

Liang Yangang nodded helplessly, and realized in his heart that he had not updated the knowledge base in his head for too long, and was hit by the dimensionality reduction of new technologies...

After leaving the plane separately, the 1st Battalion of the 810th Brigade quickly completed the queue on the apron, waiting for instructions for the next step.

Soon a base staff came to hand over the handover, and then took most of the commanders and soldiers to the residential area to prepare for meals and allocate dormitories.

Of course, as the brigade commander, Liang Yangang definitely cannot get in touch so quickly, but he still needs to meet with the technicians and receive specific task requirements.

After everyone else left one after another, an inconspicuous jeep drove from another direction and parked next to him.

"Brig Commander Liang, come up."

...

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

The car drove along the hardened road half covered by yellow sand for more than ten minutes in the dark night without any lights.

If it weren't for the fact that everyone in the car was wearing military uniforms and had a full set of documents to prove their identity, Liang Yangang would even doubt whether he was going to be kidnapped...

It was not until the night sky above his head suddenly disappeared that he realized that he had entered an underground or semi-underground fortress building.

Sure enough, shortly after they drove in, a buzzing sound of the hydraulic mechanism running came from behind, probably because of a hidden door that he had not noticed.

After a while, they finally drove into a warehouse with a huge "37" number marked on the wall.

There were about twenty or thirty technicians wearing light blue work clothes inside, surrounded by a huge lifting platform.

The things on the platform are not clear from his perspective, but judging by their size, it is likely to be a missile.

"Hello, Brigade Commander Liang."

Just as Liang Yangang was still stunned, the leader had already come to the front:

"My name is Xing Muchun, and I am the deputy chief designer of the hypersonic weapon project. In the next period of time, I will connect with you about the details of technical testing."

The two shook hands, but the former's gaze was still focused on the platform not far away.

Of course, Xing Muchun also noticed this and reached out and signaled back:

"I know you should have a lot of doubts now, come with me."

After saying that, he took Liang Yangang through the crowd and came to the platform.

The xenon lamp illuminated the warehouse No. 37 as bright as day. The black bullet body shone with a faint luster on the lifting platform. The smooth wave-riding lines on the bullet head reminded him of the flying ribbons in the Dunhuang murals.

"Is this... a missile?"

Liang Yangang felt a little dull when he heard his voice.

"Strictly speaking, it should be a hypersonic gliding aircraft, we call it..."

Xing Muchun thought about it, but still failed to expose the nickname Jiadena Express:

"It is called the 'Xuanniao' hypersonic flight verification platform. Of course, after the final service, it may be called Dongfeng 24 or Dongfeng 25... Because of the separation of the head and body, your chiefs prefer to regard it as a secondary missile."

"Of course, the warhead part is still a model at present, and the boosting section uses the Dongfeng 16 ballistic missile that is the same as in your previous training process. After separation at an altitude of 80 kilometers, it will enter the gliding stage of the wave-like trajectory, and finally reach about 10 Mach hits a target 2,000 kilometers away at speed.”

At this moment, he suddenly understood why this dress-up was weird everywhere.

With a range of more than 2,000 kilometers, it can still meet the needs of covering most of the island of the state and meet their equipment positioning.

It is only because they have not completed research and development and perhaps have confidentiality considerations that they are temporarily trained with Dongfeng 16 in the same power section.

The ventilation system of the underground hangar emitted a low buzz, and Liang Yangang felt cold sweat seeping from his back.

He had seen too many missiles piercing the sky on the launch frame, but the slender creature in front of him clearly had a kind of biological agility. When Xing Muchun showed the simulated picture of the end dive attack, he noticed the ballistic trajectory. The strange line drawn in the adjacent space-

That is not a standard parabola, it is more like the deadly swaying before the venomous snake bites.