Chapter 35 Air Show

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(); &;It was not easy to go abroad in the eighties, that refers to people who have no way. But if you have the ability or connection, if you really want to go abroad, it's a matter of one sentence.

Erkan sent an invitation letter from the United States, and it was very easy for Hu Wenhai to get a business passport. After staying in the imperial capital for less than a week, he was fully prepared to go to the United States.

Atlantic City, New Jersey, on the east coast of the United States in mid-September.

The state of New Jersey, where Atlantic City is located, and New York are so close that the match between the New York Knicks and the New Jersey Nets is often referred to as a derby. It's even a two-hour drive from New York City to Atlantic City. And from Atlantic City to Washington, D.C., the capital of the United States, this is just the time.

It can be said that this land is almost the most elite urban agglomeration in the United States. Because of its unique geographical location, Atlantic City has become a dazzling jewel in the urban community due to its advantage of connecting New York and Washington.

It is in such a city that an air show called Thunder Trail is held every September.

Unlike the professional-level air shows in Europe, there are very few serious air shows in the United States, and more carnival-like entertainment.

Americans prefer to drag their families and come to the air show site to enjoy the rare excitement here. The slightly larger air shows feature aerobatic displays and even the world's most advanced bombers. The smaller air show is more like an open-air aircraft museum, where visitors can learn about the history of military and civil aviation.

Atlantic City's Thunder Trail Airshow in September is somewhere in between. It's not so advanced, it's not a carnival-style entertainment, it's more like an aviation enthusiast's party.

Major airlines will use this air show to promote their products, from fans to jets, and rotorcraft, civil, military, all kinds of rescue and industrial and agricultural aircraft.

In terms of the types of exhibitors alone, the scale of Thunderbolt Trail can be regarded as one of the best in the United States.

"Hey, Scott!" Badala, wearing wide sunglasses, held up a paper cup of Irish coffee in his hand and held it high to greet a middle-aged white man not far away.

Scott took off his sunglasses on his face, the September sun was not so easy to deal with, and he couldn't wait to take his coffee and take a big sip.

"Whew, with whiskey, this boring air show becomes a little more interesting. Scott said with emotion.

"What, still thinking about you?" Badara, leaning against the railing in front of the crowd, shook his head and said, "Your shooting plan will not be carried out unless you can get the full support of the Navy." ”

"I thought it should be the job of you producers to convince the Pentagon of this kind of thing. Scott shrugged his shoulders and said, "But I will never agree to your proposal to shoot with a model." Of course, of course, this is not some damn vanity, you should know that Badara, the current model aircraft can't shoot the momentum of a real plane at all!"

Badala nodded helplessly and sighed. In fact, as one of the producers of the project, he has also been busy in Washington lately. However, things didn't go well, so I went to Atlantic City to have a break with Scott.

The two of them drank Irish coffee and exchanged views on the progress of the project, not focusing on the air show.

There are more than 200 air shows like Thunder Road in the United States every year, and it is not a new thing. When two people appear here, the distraction factor is much greater than collecting materials.

The two of them drank and talked, accompanied by the roar of the plane taking off, and soon the time went from morning to noon, and then, after the crowd that needed to eat had dispersed, a small inconspicuous plane was pushed onto the runway.

The airshow radio was intermittently talking, and Scott didn't hear the specifics. But he heard at least one word, and that was "F-14".

"Hmm, Grumman's F-14 will be at this kind of air show?" Scott was slightly stunned, and his eyes began to search everywhere for the shadow of the F-14's huge body.

"No way, what's the point of the F-14 participating in this kind of hobbyist air show? The U.S. Navy will not be interested in this kind of air show. Badara smiled and said, "Scott, you're not too fascinated, you hear everything as if it's an F-14." ”

At an air show like Thunder Road, there are usually very few fighter jets. This kind of air show is mainly aimed at aviation enthusiasts in the United States, and it is basically impossible for these people to be willing and able to buy heavy carrier-based fighters. Even the occasional fighter appeared, that is, Northrop's F-20 and the like, mainly to expand the popularity of the product and facilitate the way to find exports.

"No, I just heard the F-14 going to play......"

At this moment, a burst of exclamations suddenly erupted from the already sparsely populated audience. The familiar roar of jet engines startled Scott.

In his eyes, there was obviously no plane preparing to take off on the runway, where did the engine roar!

Immediately after, a swift shadow suddenly appeared in Scott's field of vision. The object that emitted the characteristic whistling sound of a turbojet engine swept before his eyes, and then fluttered its wings and flew into the sky!

Poof――

Scott's Irish coffee squirted Badara's face, and just as the other man was stunned, he climbed onto the railing of the crowd with his hands and feet, just to get closer to the object in the sky.

"It's an F-14, oh my god, no, what the hell is that!"

That's right, the thing flying in the sky is clearly an F-14 in appearance.

With the sky as a backdrop, it's easy to overlook its actual size.

But Scott watched it glide off the runway and leap into the air, and had a very accurate idea of its size - it was no more than two meters long!

Judging by the speed of this thing and the sound of the engine, this thing with orange flames behind its ass must be a jet.

However, a jet plane less than two meters long, Scott had to wonder if he hadn't woken up today, right?

Scott is not alone. Almost all the spectators who remained in the visiting venue straightened up and looked up at the agile elf-like plane in the sky.

"It's not the F-14, the F-14 can't do this kind of action!" Badala had already wiped the Irish coffee off his face, but instead of accusing Scott, he stood beside him and shouted excitedly: "Look at its 90-degree vertical climb speed, this kind of action F-14 can't do!"

"Hey, but look, it's the F-14!" Scott laughed disapprehantly, "When it has no counterparts in the sky, who can say it's not an F-14?

"yes, how did this thing stuff an aero engine into a body less than two meters away!" Badala was a little surprised, as if he realized something, "Scott, what do you think if our movie could be made with this?"

Scott thought about it for a moment and hesitated: "Well, there are some shots that do, but many of them still need to be shot in real time." ”

"Alright, let's go and inquire about this thing. If the sortie rate of the Navy's F-14 can be reduced, it will be easier for the Pentagon to nod its head. ”

"Okay, then let's go check it out. Scott had no choice but to follow Badala to the end of the runway.

At this time, at the end of the runway, a white man in a decent business suit was sweating to deal with a group of spectators. Amid the shouts of the crowd, an Asian was calmly operating a remote control.

"Boy, you're the operator of the F-14?"

"What power did your plane use, is it a jet engine?"

"How did you do that, is that a remote-controlled model airplane? It can break through the speed of sound?"

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, I said boy, I bought what you have in your hand, tell me a price!"

"Hey, Iverson!" Hu Wenhai saw that his only human wall was about to be overwhelmed, and hurriedly reminded him: "If you let people disturb me, all your commissions for today will be gone!"

"I know, boss!" the white man named Iverson hurriedly made another effort, pushing everyone two more steps in the opposite direction of Hu Wenhai.

"You can't do that!"

"Hey, take your hand away!"

The crowd of onlookers was pushed upside down by Iverson, and they couldn't help but protest, but no one was willing to leave, and they all watched with green light in their eyes as Hu Wenhai operated the model aircraft in the sky.

It wasn't until more than ten minutes later, when only the two-meter-long model F-14 fighter jet had landed back on the runway, that Iverson let go of the crowd.

"Hello, I'm a reporter from Ocean Express, do you use jet power for this model airplane?" A reporter who seemed to be obviously unprepared for the interview seized the first opportunity to approach Hu Wenhai with his professional skills, and hurriedly smashed a question in his mouth like a machine gun.

Hu Wenhai was also a little surprised, he didn't expect that he was dozing and met the pillow, and the first person to ask was a reporter, and nodded with a smile: "That's right, this is a small jet engine I invented, which can provide unparalleled surging power for model aircraft!"

"Hello, I'm Scott, the film director, and here's my business card......"

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