The south side of the airport is a hangar covering an area of several thousand square meters, each of which is partitioned by a cement wall, which is parked the aircraft in the Eric Industrial Park, and also stores the planes brought by the exhibitors.

As soon as he entered the hangar, Eric was attracted to the plane in front of him.

"It's ugly!" This was his first feeling, although it was also a single wing, and a metal skin was used, but the craftsmanship was too rough, and he didn't have to look up close to know that such pieces of armor were riveted, which made Eric lose interest.

"Okay, right? I didn't think it was ugly. This idea occupies the sensibility of most of the people present, because their aesthetic views are still stuck in the First World War.

"Why do you have to call me here, I'm very demanding, don't embarrass yourself." Eric reminded Falk very "kindly".

"Mr. President, I haven't said anything about performance yet, don't worry." Fokker asked Eric not to worry, but he was in a hurry, and quickly ran over and pointed to his work and shouted: "This is much stronger than the previous plane!" ”

Eric didn't bother to look at it anymore, but said in a loud voice: "My first feeling when I look at the plane is the shape, it's not good-looking, and the combat effectiveness must not be very good, everyone remember, this is not a joke, you are all experts, naturally understand." ”

It's just that this is the case in the current era, and Eric is not an unreasonable person, so after listening to Fokker's introduction, he continued to visit the design works of other companies.

On the side of the runway, Eric was chatting with Max Fritz, the boss of the Bavarian aircraft factory, and glanced at the little attendant next to him who seemed to feel familiar, so he asked curiously: "What's your name?" ”

"Mr. President, my name is Willie, oh, Willie Messerschmidt, just call me Willy." Willy Messerschmidt was involved in the design of the aircraft presented by the Bavarian Aircraft Factory, and was taken by Fritz as a supplementary docent, usually as a bagbag.

"Oh." Eric first heard Willy and didn't think anything of it, then heard Messer Schmidt and immediately raised his voice.

"What!?"

This sound was really not small, and it immediately shocked the people who followed him, and even scared the young man and thought that he had inexplicably provoked the president.

"What's wrong?" Ananta had been following Eric, and in a situation like the one just now, he rarely saw his own president lose his temper.

"It's nothing, my throat was uncomfortable just now, and I screamed." Eric quickly made an excuse casually, but everyone knew that it would definitely not be this simple.

"How old are you? Looks like you're still a student, right? Haven't read yet? Eric hurriedly changed the topic, and Max Fritz, who was beside him, also made a half-step move to let the two communicate well.

Frieze has been in the mall for a long time, and when he sees the president, he knows that the president wants to talk to Willy Messerschmidt, and although the reason is not clear, it is a good thing for him.

"22 years old, Mr. President. I'm still reading. Then Messey Schmidt went on to tell him a little more about himself. It turned out that after a great change in history, his brother was supposed to die in the war, but he survived by chance, and then retired from the army to work as a designer assistant at the Bavarian aircraft factory, and recommended his younger brother who was on vacation to come to the factory. Messey Schmidt has a sensitivity beyond ordinary people, the appearance of the F-200C greatly affected him, a sketch was quickly drawn in his hands, although the sketch is not a new thing, but Fritz took a fancy to Messey Schmidt's talent and talent, determined to train him well. So the design of the new aircraft, Mercedesschmidt participated in the whole process and played a great role, which was simply unexpected for Fritz, which was equivalent to picking up treasures. The person behind these things said it easily, but Eric understood the deep meaning behind it, and did not forget to look at Fritz, the old man with a discerning eye.

Chatting and chatting, everyone walked into the hangar of the aircraft exhibited by the Bavarian Aircraft Factory, just a cursory look, the same rough shell as Fokker aircraft, but the shape reminded him of a classic in later generations - BF-109, or ME-109.

"It's true." Eric said coldly again.

"What do you want?" Fritz simply couldn't keep up with the president's thinking.

"I said that this process is all the same rough." The excuse Eric made this time, even he had to give 100 points to himself, and there was no disobedience.

The reason why it is said to be like and not the same is mainly because the size and the number of blades of the propeller are not right, the classic three-bladed of the BF109, this one only has two blades. The overall size is also smaller, but at first glance it really looks classic.

"This looks okay, but what about the data?" Eric is not only a man who only reads classics, he wants not only classics, but also practical.

"Single-seater, 6.4 meters long, 6.9 meters wing, 1.9 meters high. It is powered by a Benz engine with 450 horsepower. "It was Messey Schmidt who presented the data, and he clearly knew it.

"Is the test pilot there?" As soon as Eric said this, the people around him were fried, this treatment was completely different, none of them had a test flight, just this test flight, obviously the president took a fancy to it.

When the test pilot came over, Eric suddenly felt like watching a movie today, with all kinds of familiar characters appearing all kinds of non-stop.

"Captain Goering, that's the general situation, you've also flown before, and you'll focus on safety later, you don't have to do some actions that you think you can't do, the parachute is next to the seat, do you want to put it on first?" Although Messey Schmidt is young, he understands the truth that life is precious, and it is necessary to be stable rather than aggressive, not only Eric silently praised it, but the giants around him also secretly praised this person's promising future.

The plane was dragged into the runway by the crew on motorcycles, and everything was ready.

The sound of the engine ignition made the plane tremble, and after a while, Goering began to drag the throttle, and the plane began to slowly accelerate away from the spot.

Goering had a test flight before, and he had an impression of the handling of the plane, and he tried all the actions that he thought he could do but did not do, turning, diving, pulling up, and then accelerating in a straight line, and so on before flying back to the runway.

Eric watched the whole time and got an idea of the plane's approximate capabilities.

It's just that the acceleration of the plane in the air cannot be accurately estimated on the ground, so we can only wait for Goering to answer.

Because it was a test flight, and there were no loaded weapons and loaded ammunition, and the fuel was not filled, Goering's landing went so smoothly that when he got up from his seat, the staff around him congratulated him on his failure.

Test flight requires courage, not everyone can test fly, the selection of test pilots is also very harsh, Goering can be selected to become a test pilot is an honorable thing in itself, and the number of successful test flights is also a reflection of their ability and value.

"How? Love flying? Eric looked at Goering in front of him and asked half-publicly, half-privately.

"Captain Hermann Goering, 2nd Air Division, 1st Test Flight Group." Göring then gave Eric a standard military salute before saying, "Mr. President, I love flying, it allows me to do things that I can't do on the ground, it's so funny, I like it." ”