103: J-20 officially made its first leap! We want to occupy

Chapter 103: The J-20's Official Maiden Flight! We're Going to Occupy Washington!

About ten minutes later.

Lucy had devoured an entire roasted chicken with the speed of a whirlwind.

“Old Lu, come here for a moment.”

Lin Xiaqin, looking worried, tugged at Lu Jian Guo: “I’ve noticed something, this Lucy…”

Before she could finish, Lu Jian Guo interrupted: “Isn’t it just that she eats a bit more? Are you worried she’ll eat us out of house and home, or do you think that brat Lu Ze can’t support her?”

Although he was also shocked by Lucy’s appetite, how could such a seemingly delicate girl eat five bowls of rice plus more than half a roasted chicken in one sitting?

However, as the saying goes, ‘a good appetite is a blessing.’ Lucy’s family background clearly indicated she had no worries about food or clothing, and as a master’s graduate, Lu Ze’s future prospects meant he wouldn’t be unable to support her.

What was there to worry about?

“No, I’m not concerned about that.” Lu's mom Lin Xiaqin waved her hand. What’s the big deal about eating a lot?

Although they were a bit poor now, they wouldn't let a living person starve.

“You know, Lucy, she’s not really pregnant, is she?”

Lin Xiaqin’s voice was filled with alarm: “When I was pregnant, I seemed to eat a lot too…”

Hearing this.

“Hiss, you know what, you might be right.”

Lu Jian Guo’s eyes widened, and he gasped: “It really seems to be the case. When you were pregnant with that boy Lu Ze, you didn’t eat any less than her.”

Good heavens, was he going to be a grandfather!

At noon.

On a country path in the village, Lu Ze was strolling with Lucy.

After all, as a poor mountainous area, even if Lu Ze's family had a ten-inch second-hand color TV, they could barely receive any channels to watch.

And more importantly, Lucy didn't understand the Chinese on TV at all.

Seeing her squatting on the ground, excitedly counting ants, Lin Xiaqin quickly told Lu Ze to accompany this ‘princess’ and take a good tour of Lu Family Village.

“Is this the mountainous area of Da Xia?”

Lucy’s face was beaming with a smile: “The environment here is somewhat beyond my expectations.”

She had originally thought that the mountainous areas of Da Xia were just like what she had seen in various documentaries and magazines.

Stereotypes such as overflowing sewage, garbage everywhere, and even not having enough to eat were all attributed to these remote mountainous regions.

Even the various filmed scenes seemed to deliberately have a grey-black filter applied.

However, despite the somewhat barren loess plateau landscape in Northwest Province.

The fantastic geological features formed by it, and the various cave dwellings built into the mountains, and even some people's houses were underground.

And the scenery was also very good, the air was exceptionally fresh.

It was completely unlike the images broadcast on CNN and BBC; it was more like a quiet little village far from bustling cities.

So, even a stray dog passing by would draw her curious gaze for a closer look.

At this moment, the village gossip also quietly reached Lu Ze’s ears as they walked.

“When did I hook up with a mistress outside? Lucy is pregnant out of wedlock? Seducing an innocent foreign girl?”

“With Lucy’s figure, does she look pregnant?”

Hearing this, he was utterly dumbfounded. Which of these was even remotely close to the truth?

Wasn't it just that these aunties saw them at the village entrance yesterday? In just one night, such absurd versions had emerged?

Instantly, he quickened his pace, pulling Lucy along, fearing even more outrageous rumors would reach his ears.

On the other side.

Inside the 611 Institute in the Sichuan region.

A deputy walked over with several documents and said, “Chief Song, the higher-ups said we can proceed with the J-20’s maiden flight at any time.”

Hearing this.

“Good, I understand.” Song Qinyi nodded, his gaze remaining fixed on the completed J-20 in the hangar.

He secretly speculated: ‘It seems Old Zhang and the higher-ups want to use the J-20’s maiden flight as a surprise for the Mysterious Organization?’

As one of the members of the ‘Special Secret Group,’ Song Qinyi naturally had no difficulty thinking of this.

They needed to seize this excellent opportunity to inform the ‘Mysterious Organization’ of this good news.

That is to say.

At this moment, the J-20 had already met all the conditions for its maiden flight.

Upon the Mysterious Organization’s visit, they would give the entire nation a grand surprise.

Thinking of this.

“Conduct the final inspection and maintenance.” Song Qinyi issued the order.

Although every day before, their entire J-20 project team would conduct a simulated test and a comprehensive inspection.

However, the closer they got to this critical moment, the less they could afford to be careless.

Every tiny detail had to be done well; not a single error could occur, otherwise all previous efforts would be ruined.

“Yes.”

Dozens of engineers climbed up and down around the fighter jet, and data was meticulously checked.

Several hours later.

A long report was handed over, and everyone’s face was serious: “Chief Engineer Song, all major components of the J-20 prototype have been inspected, and no abnormalities were found.”

“Please sign the maiden flight acceptance form.”

Song Qinyi carefully reviewed the inspection report, with each project group having signed ‘Qualified.’

Then, in the column for the chief responsible person, he boldly wrote his name.

The J-20 was slowly towed by a tug to the runway outside the hangar.

However.

Under the gaze of anticipation, Song Qinyi glanced at a young man next to him and said grumpily, “I’m telling you, if you don’t fly well, I’ll break your legs.”

If it weren't absolutely necessary, he really didn't want this person to pilot the J-20 for its maiden flight.

“Old man, don’t you know my flying experience?” The man then saluted with a serious expression: “Air Force Colonel, pilot Song Jianfei reporting for duty.”

Hearing his playful words.

“I don’t even know who you inherited this from.”

Song Qinyi glared at him: “When I was a child, I told you to follow in your father’s footsteps and engage in scientific research, but you insisted on going to some Air Force academy.”

When he started nurturing him, he wanted this kid to develop fighter jets in the future.

But somehow, he got the wrong idea and dreamed of flying fighter jets rather than building them since he was a child.

If that brat hadn't directly reported to the Air Force academy back then, he would have broken several of his ‘Seven Wolves’ whips.

As these thoughts drifted by, Song Qinyi patted his son’s shoulder: “Fly well for me, or you’ll have hell to pay.”

After speaking, he stepped aside.

“Don’t worry, I will complete the mission perfectly.”

Song Jianfei nodded and skillfully boarded the J-20’s cockpit.

However, all the research and development personnel present had considerable trust in Song Jianfei’s flying skills.

Song Jianfei, who had always been part of the Air Force, had accumulated over 2500 hours of safe flight time on fighter jets such as the J-7, J-8II, and J-10.

He had reached the level of a special-grade pilot after only more than ten years of service, and calling him an ‘ace pilot’ was by no means an exaggeration.

Moreover, he also had hundreds of hours of flight experience with Da Xia’s most advanced J-10 fighter jet, making Song Jianfei the best ‘candidate’ for this J-20 maiden flight mission.

Everyone’s eyes were fixed on the fighter jet, their hearts involuntarily tightening.

The difficulty of piloting a fifth-generation aircraft was not comparable to the earlier J-8s and J-10s; this was the world’s top fighter jet.

The demands on the pilot were also extremely high; if the suitable candidate hadn't been so hard to find, Song Qinyi wouldn't have let his own son take on the task.

If a malfunction occurred in the air, he believed Song Jianfei would absolutely adopt the attitude of ‘the plane is there, the man is there,’ fighting to save it until the last moment.

This was also the situation he least wanted to see happen.

However, given Song Qinyi’s pride, even if there were better pilots, he might not have been willing.

If his own child wasn’t willing to take this risk, why should someone else’s child, painstakingly raised, have to carry out such a high-risk mission?

“Even if we die, our Old Song family members must be the first to die at the forefront of the fighter jet.”

[Weather: Clear with few clouds.]

[Visibility: High.]

[Wind: Level 3 headwind.]

All temperature conditions were ideal for the fighter jet to take off.

At this moment.

Inside the somewhat simple cockpit of the J-20, many pieces of equipment were still not installed on this prototype.

For example, radar, weapon fire control, and other equipment were not necessary to carry during the maiden flight.

“Aircraft fuel normal, fighter jet avionics normal, searchlight system normal, oxygen system normal…”

Song Jianfei meticulously performed each pre-flight check according to the flight manual.

Even though he knew that these would certainly not have been overlooked in previous inspections, he still maintained a cautious attitude, checking again just in case.

Otherwise, if an accident occurred in the air, there would be no chance to regret it.

All normal.

“Come on.” Song Jianfei secretly encouraged himself, keeping himself fully focused.

The magnitude of this mission was arguably the most stressful of his flying career.

Starting this exceptionally beautiful fighter jet.

[Integrated power switch, ignition switch activated.]

[Start activated, one-key start initiated.]

[APU right engine started, RPM increasing. Right engine pushed to idle position. Auxiliary power system shut down.]

[Navigation system docked. Flight control debugged. Inertial navigation activated.]

[Weight trimmed.] (Weight > 49000 lbs then 19°)

[Aircraft parking canceled, nose wheel steering unlocked.]

[Throttle afterburner position…].

(I’m not sure how the J-20 actually starts and flies, so I’m referencing the F35 with similar advanced avionics to simulate a flight == Don’t blame me if it’s wrong, I can’t find such classified information.)

Under the breathless gaze of everyone, the ‘Eight-Winged Angel’ slowly began to move, its speed increasing rapidly!

And the thunderous roar of the engine echoed throughout the test flight area, its wings slightly lifting, then soaring into the sky.

The takeoff speed seemed unbelievably fast.

On the other side.

In Livermore.

Still in the fountain square, a crowd of over two to three hundred people had gathered.

After two or three consecutive days of speeches, this pair of ‘sleeping dragons and phoenixes’ had already gathered a small group of people.

A group who had lost their jobs, a group struggling on the poverty line, a group who couldn’t survive even in Eagle Country, the richest country in the world.

Buller and Parker each held a megaphone and shouted, “Now, let us begin to act!”

“Let more Eagle Country people know what these Capitalists are doing, and let more people join us.”

“Our goal is!”

Hundreds of people below echoed:

“Occupy Livermore!”

“What is the future goal!” Buller asked immediately.

The massive crowd, in unison, chanted the same slogan:

“Occupy San Francisco! Occupy Wall Street!”

“Let them hear the demands of us, the common people.”

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