Why did Lin Jun give the task of developing the "P51" to Mikoyan and Grevich, and not to several other design bureaus? Because the design group of the two of them was already the absolute authority on the design of Soviet high-speed fighters. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Another important reason lies in the characteristics of the war that will break out between the Soviet Union and Germany, which is a characteristic that basically everyone has not thought of at present: the air battles in the European theater are basically taking place at medium and high altitudes, and the whole world is paying attention to research. If the MiG-1 participates in such an air battle, whether the opponent is Germany, France, Italy or the British Royal Air Force, the MiG-1 is invincible, and its high-altitude performance can be said to be invincible in the world without bragging!

The problem is that when the Soviet Union and Germany meet, there will be a very distinctive situation -- the intensity of the steel collision between the two sides on the ground is estimated to be unprecedented (hopefully), and both sides will soon make seizing air supremacy at medium and low altitudes and supporting ground operations their first priority, so that the outstanding high-altitude performance of the MiG-1 will be useless.

This is definitely not good news for the MiG, and it is also historical: shortly after the outbreak of the Great Patriotic War, the MiG-3 was discontinued at that time (another reason is that the engine of the Il-2 is the same as that used by the MiG-3, and the result is that the supply exceeds demand, and the MiG can only give way to the "Black Reaper"). Although Mikoyan and Grevich developed several new high-altitude fighters in the next few years, they were basically not put into mass production, and those years were basically the stage of accumulation of experience for Mikoyan, but the world's aviation soon entered the jet age.

If you just look at the shape of the MiG-1 and P51 now, you can see that the two fighters have a lot of similarities in aerodynamic shape, the same long nose, because they are both successful high-speed fighters. If the high-speed performance design alone, the MiG-1 is still above the P51, because the engine power of the MiG-1 is obviously not as good as the future "Morin" 65, and the early P51 is not as fast as the MiG-1.

Based on these reasons, Lin Jun should be correct in handing over the drawings to Mikoyan and the others, at least he can obtain a long-range escort fighter with acceptable performance under the existing conditions, otherwise the strategic bomber group without fighter escort will become the biggest gift for the "Hans" to increase their personal achievements.

Lin Jun is not worried about the problem of the engine, because of his understanding of the importance of the AM-35 series engine, the number of factories that manufacture it has increased to 3, and the model has also developed from A to D, especially the AM-35D that is still in the experimental stage, the power has reached an astonishing 1550 horsepower, and turbocharging technology is also used, if it is installed on the "P51", it can be completely made a universal fighter with comprehensive performance.

Drawings are only the first step in the manufacture of weapons, and the biggest effect of this large stack of drawings is not in the shape of the "P51", but in the internal structure of the P51 - the internal structure of the MiG-1 and the P51 is very different, and the design ideas are very different, like the internal load-bearing structure of the MiG-1 is a wooden cage.

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On the same day, Lin Jun, Andlupf and Porenin went to Factory 301 and handed over the drawings to Mikoyan and Grevich. After a preliminary look at the drawings, Grevich exclaimed sincerely: "Comrade Marshal, you can become an excellent aircraft designer!" ”

"Hehe, there are many places in the drawings that need to be revised, which is completely based on my personal imagination. Modification is all according to our actual situation, do not blindly pursue high performance. Comrade Mikoyan, Comrade Glevich, this matter will be left to you. ”

"Three months, and in three months we'll be able to come up with a prototype."

Mikoyan was confident: three months, this is the Soviet speed of the battle!

Originally, I wanted to go to Polikarpov, but the time was already 5 o'clock in the afternoon, and I thought that my wife had not come back from the hospital directly under the Ministry of Internal Affairs in Moscow in the past few days, so I thought that I would go and have a look, and I could go to Polikarpov again tomorrow to inspect it.

The three parted ways, and Lin Jun instructed Leonov to drive to the hospital.

Vukinskaya received a call from Kalinin three days ago, Kalinin asked Lin Jun about his recovery and asked her if she could go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs Hospital to participate in a trauma consultation, Lin Jun was on the side at the time, so he supported his wife to go, he knew that such a consultation must be some kind of incurable disease, and his wife would be interested, and besides, there were other therapists to follow him, and it would be okay if his wife was not there for a few days.

Lin Jun didn't bother to ask what it was, and he couldn't be busy with the things at hand - this is also a characteristic of Lin Jun's husband and wife's relationship: you do yours, I do mine, and they don't interfere with each other.

A group of people entered the hospital loaded with guns, and not only Lin Jun was accustomed to such pomp, but also people from various departments in Moscow, and in their opinion it was completely necessary -- Comrade Andrei needed the strictest guards.

This was not a hospital where Vuginskaya was the deputy chief of surgery, and Alyosha caught a young doctor passing by and asked for directions, which startled the young man.

Vukinskaya was in her makeshift office discussing medical options with an elderly military doctor when she heard the distinctive sound of footsteps outside the door and knew that her husband and his attachés had arrived at the hospital.

"Andre, I've been too busy these days, so I haven't been home."

Seeing her husband's face full of spring breeze, she knew that she didn't come to blame herself, nor did he feel unwell (if Lin Jun had been uncomfortable, someone would have reported it to her a long time ago. Despite this, she still felt a little reluctant in her heart.

But as a surgeon, the case in front of her was too attractive and challenging enough, and the other thing was that the patient she was consulting with now was the most charismatic man she had ever seen besides her husband, and she could feel his special words and demeanor even after the translation, and she would try her best to heal his wounds with other specialists.

"Comrade Marshal, I won't bother you." The military doctor on the side saluted Lin Jun.

"Yes." Lin Jun returned the salute casually, and such a response was already very polite, because he was now a marshal, no longer a Mao boy. Now Lin Jun is becoming more and more accustomed to his identity - a marshal must have the "consciousness" of a marshal.

No one bothered at this time, Lin Jun comfortably moved over a chair and sat down, comfortably enjoying his wife's head massage.

"What is it that will keep my Kaya from even going home?" Lin Jun closed his eyes and quipped--he was not afraid that anyone would see his appearance that did not conform to the marshal's temperament: no more than five people in the whole Soviet Union could enter the office without notice at this time.

"A complex fracture of the combined muscles!"

"What's wrong, what's the problem?" Lin Jun could hear that his wife seemed to be a little annoyed by her case.

"A comrade surnamed Zhou from China immediately fell down and was injured."

"What!"

Vuginskaya wanted to say, but her husband had already jumped up from his chair - yes, not standing, jumping!

A pair of eyes were as big as bull's eyes, "Comrade surnamed Zhou?!" ”

"Yes, the arm is injured, and he does not agree with the treatment plan I proposed, so the result is only conservative treatment. What's wrong? Vukinskaya was a little puzzled: how could her husband have a gaffe?

She didn't know that Lin Jun's heart was like turning over the river now, and he already knew exactly who he was: "It seems that the time is wrong." Why didn't anyone tell me?! ”

It is not surprising that now all he is busy with is the army and equipment, and Stalin and Kalinin knew that it was not enough for him to break it in two alone, and it was normal that the Central Committee did not inform him about it.

"Where is he?"

It is so rare that Vukinskaya can hear a hint of nervousness in the excitement in her husband's words!

"In the Orthopedic Senior Cadre Ward."

Whether it's wrong or not, the great man is in the hospital, "Calm down, calm down!" Lin Jun told himself hard.

Who did Lin Jun admire in his previous life? Reverence for whom? He's definitely number one!

"Kaya, help me tidy up and take me to him." Half a minute later, Lin Juncai said a sentence with a serious face.

Vukinskaya helped her husband straighten his clothes, didn't ask anything, and led him out of the ward.

In front of the senior cadre ward of the orthopedic department, Lin Jun said to the attachés around him: "You guys are waiting here, I don't want to be disturbed." ”

"Yes, Chief."

Lin Jun knocked politely on the door, and it was a Chinese comrade in his 30s who opened the door, and the situation in front of him surprised him slightly, but quickly returned to normal: "Hello, I am a translator of the Comintern. Marshal Plunyakov. ”

"Hello, excuse me. I took the liberty to visit today. ”

The comrade translator obviously knew himself, and his response seemed very decent, and Lin Jun responded very politely.

"Wait a minute, I'll let you know."

"Thank you."

Soon, the comrade translator came out again, "Please come in, Marshal Plunyakov." ”

A great man, a true great man, looked at himself and Vuginskaya in the living room after Lin Jun entered the suite-style hospital room, and Lin Jun felt like his heart was beating a little faster when he first arrived in the Kremlin.

Unconsciously saluted a standard military salute to the great man in his heart. (To be continued.) )