Chapter 295: Selling Boxed Lunches

Something else in General Lin's mouth refers to the matter of the new annihilation, and so far, the new annihilation project, although Song Lao has been affirmed, but Shenyang still has a chance, because this project is almost the same as a stop.

However, Shenyang's Jian-8, after equipping the Air Force, has continued to have problems, which makes them very annoyed, such an aircraft with many problems will malfunction when flying, where can they fight missiles.

This is also an objective law, and after the development of any new fighter is completed, it must first be handed over to the troops in small batches, expose all kinds of problems, continue to revise it, and only after another year or two will it become mature.

Even if it is the American F-15, after it is delivered to the troops, doesn't it still lie on a large scale because of engine problems?

J-8 is not good for the time being, and then look at your own arsenal, in addition to J-7, is there anything else that is suitable?

J-5 has been gradually retired, J-6, although it is still in service, but its performance has also been seriously outdated, there is no place to install even a radar in the nose, and J-7 Shao said that there is also an air intake cone that can be installed.

Needless to say, now that the avionics of the Marconi company have been introduced, even the original Soviet radar rangefinder can provide data for missile launches.

In this era, the demand for airborne equipment for short-range air-to-air missiles is still very low, but unlike later generations, you have to ask radar to assist in everything, even if it is the J-6, in the hands of the Pakistanis, isn't it still hanging a sidewinder?

In short, in the hands of the Air Force, there is nothing else except the J-7, and for the export of the Jordanian project, the Jordanians require the installation of missile pylons on the aircraft to launch missiles, and this missile pylons are general-purpose, which can hang their own Thunderbolt-7, can hang the French Matra, and can also hang the Sidewinder.

You know, the weapon interface of the rattlesnake and the monster snake-3 is exactly the same, it can be said that if you can hang the rattlesnake, you can hang the monster snake-3, which is now the eighth bullet, in this case, the J-7 is the only choice.

Qin Feng nodded and said, "Of course it's okay, where are we fighting?" ”

If it is here, it will not affect your own test flight, but if you want to ensure the effect, it is best to go to the test flight institute, after all, the test flight institute is the most professional.

If you go to the test flight institute, it means that you can be with Tingting again, I haven't seen Tingting for a few months, and her belly must have grown.

Don't know if it's a boy or a girl?

"Let's test the pilot." General Lin said: "This also requires your cooperation, you have to provide an aircraft that can fight missiles." ”

"No problem, it just so happens that we can also test the weapon system, General Lin, we will listen to the arrangements of our superiors at any time."

General Lin nodded: "Well, we came here to see the development of the J-7 foreign trade aircraft, now, the progress of the J-7III is slow, many comrades are in a hurry, I still have to go to 611 to urge the old Song." ”

Speaking of Song Lao, Qin Feng also became interested, since Qin Feng returned to Chengdu, he was busy with test flights every day, so that he felt that he had no face to see Song Lao, this time, with General Lin, he went to see Song Lao and told him that he didn't have an opinion on 611, he really didn't have time.

"It's Sunday, so I guess they're not necessarily there." At this moment, an adjutant beside General Lin said.

"If you're not here, let's go and see, won't we?" General Lin said.

The group came out of Factory 132 and headed in the direction of Institute 611.

The streets are becoming more and more lively year by year, and this year's streets, the number of colorful clothes has increased significantly, but it is not like the previous era, all of which are green military uniforms.

Qin Feng looked at everything on the streets, and he could also feel that the motherland was thriving.

By the way, I don't know what happened to Ma Haitao and them?

"Stop." At this moment, suddenly, General Lin shouted.

The car stopped, just by the river, set up a takeaway stall, you can smell the fragrance of braised pork from a distance, at present, the restaurant is still luxurious, however, if you don't have time to cook, it's still good to eat a boxed lunch, this boxed lunch, is for a group of people who are busy making money and don't have time to cook.

Not to mention, many of the other vendors here are eating boxed lunches here.

Qin Feng didn't know why General Lin had stopped, but when he looked over, he saw an old man with gray hair, who was holding a spoon there, cooking for others, the aluminum lunch box, flashing in the sun, shining on his weather-beaten face, making people's hearts tight.

This person who is selling boxed lunches is none other than Song Lao!

Next to Song Lao, Zhang Lijun was helping him, and the two of them were doing a good job, and there were fewer and fewer dishes in the several aluminum cauldrons on the stall.

Ma Haitao is also on the side, and he is responsible for collecting money.

General Lin sighed and walked over slowly.

"Old Song." General Lin's voice made Song Lao raise his head, and when he saw that it was General Lin, he was also stunned, and then, rubbing his hands on his apron, handed the spoon to Zhang Lijun.

"You come and sell, we have a customer." Song Lao said, with a smile on his face again, and looked at General Lin: "Have you eaten?" No, just eat something here, I'll ask you. ”

General Lin hugged Song Lao, walked away a few steps, and asked in a low voice, "Old Song, what are you doing here?" Could it be that you, the head of the 611 Institute, are not as well paid as a lunch seller? ”

Song Lao's face had a wry smile: "It's really not as good, Lao Lin, do you know?" We sell boxed lunches here, and the income is really higher than my salary, but don't get me wrong, this money doesn't go into our own pockets, it goes into public funds. ”

"Li Jun, in our office, the funds are tight again?" Qin Feng walked to Zhang Lijun's side and asked him.

Zhang Lijun shouted and sold skillfully, and nodded to Qin Feng: "Yes, especially this year, our institute is difficult, this year's appropriation from the superiors is more than one million, and even the research and development of the original project is not enough, let alone anything else." ”

Outside, Zhang Lijun can't say too much, and Qin Feng can also know that the funds for copying the MiG-21MF are not enough, let alone the new one.

"Anyway, we have a canteen in the house, so I gave this idea, cook from the canteen, come out to sell boxed lunches, and the business is not bad. Usually Song Lao is busy with things, but today is the weekend, so he came out to sell it together, which can be regarded as encouraging everyone to think of more ways and raise more funds. ”

Listening to Zhang Lijun's words, Qin Feng always had the urge to have a sour nose.

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