The shooting range is located in the northeast corner of the Ministry of Astronautics, where there are already more than a dozen large balloons floating in the sky, and Gao Hang will shoot these balloons with airborne machine guns to test the combat performance of the aircraft in the air.

"The Emperor, the Emperor, His Royal Highness the Prince, the shooting has begun!"

After contacting Gao Hang, the Minister of Aerospace asked him to take some telescopes, handed them to Mr. Zhu Zhangui, and briefly talked about the next test items.

"Good!"

The old man, who was in a very good mood when the plane was raised, happily took the telescope and looked at the target position.

The balloons flying in the sky are painted in bright colors, so you can see them clearly at a glance.

Gao Hang, who was piloting the fighter, took a deep breath, found a handle in the cabin and pulled it hard, turned on the safety of the machine gun, and then adjusted the fighter plane and flew towards the position of the balloon.

Aerial shooting is different from the ground, and the plane flies very fast, even if it is hundreds of meters away from the target, it will only be swept by in the blink of an eye.

Therefore, how to save ammunition and how to accurately hit the target is a great test of the driver's reaction and experience.

After the plane circled in the air, Gao Hang found a perfect angle, pushed the control stick forward slightly, and the fighter ran diagonally towards the target.

1 km, 800 m, 600 m, 300 m...

When reaching a distance of 300 meters, Gao Hang pressed the fire button on the joystick, and the coaxial machine gun in front of the nose flashed with fire in an instant.

As a latecomer, although Zhu Zhangui is not a military expert, he still understands some of the principles of fighter jets during World War I and World War II under the influence of the bombardment of the information in the future.

For example, this coaxial machine gun, which he proposed.

At the beginning, the Ministry of Aerospace still had a headache when machine gun fire, how could it not hit the propeller in front.

They tried a lot of things, but they couldn't get the results they wanted.

Later, in desperation, he reported the news, wanting Zhu Zhangui to announce it to the world and see if he could find a capable person.

As a result, as soon as the news came up here, the results were given over there.

Zhu Zhangui doesn't know much about the principle of coaxiality, but he still knows the general idea and framework.

After he told the Ministry of Aerospace about his idea, he let the Ministry of Aerospace study and explore it on its own.

After many experiments and repeated failures, the Ministry of Aerospace finally perfected the method of coaxial firing and solved the most troublesome problem of fighters in addition to the engine.

"Da Da Da ......"

A long tongue of fire erupted from the front of the nose, adding a chain of bullets that dragged the bullets, forming a perfect long whip in the air and slamming it into the balloon.

"Bang!"

The balloon, filled with hydrogen, was hit by bullets and light-pulling bullets, and exploded into a dazzling fireball.

"Good!"

hit with one blow, which attracted everyone on the viewing platform to applaud again and again, and the old man laughed even more, and patted Zhu Zhangui who was with him fiercely.

"Hahaha, little cub, you're right, this thing is simply the nemesis of the airship."

"Although the airship is good, after all, it is too big and too slow, and it is not a little worse than this fighter."

Zhu Zhangui smiled slightly, "Grandpa, this is just the beginning, and there are more satisfying things to you later." ”

"Oh, really?" The old man became interested, and said with a smile: "Okay, then I'll wait and see what kind of surprises the plane can bring me." ”

accurately hit the target, and Gao Hang's heart was also relaxed.

As the first pilot of the Ming Dynasty to fly a fighter plane into the sky, the first time he piloted a fighter to shoot air targets, he was also under a lot of pressure.

What's more, there is the Emperor Taishang below, the crown prince and others watching, if the shooting misses, losing face is a trivial matter, and it is likely to affect his future career.

At present, the Daming Air Force is still attached to the Ministry of Aerospace and has not yet been specially independent.

According to the grapevine he received, once the aircraft is officially put into service, the Air Force will become a separate branch of the military, just like the Navy and Army.

High-ranking figures in the Air Force will also be selected from among the Air Force generals.

As the captain of the first team of the air team, he was qualified to compete for these positions, so he chose to take on this task knowing that it was very dangerous to fly a fighter plane experiment.

Life is gambling, betting on a bicycle to become a motorcycle.

If he wins the bet, he will become a high-level general of the imperial court in the future, and he will no longer be an unknown little talent before.

Pull up, dive, shoot.

Drag the light bomb flew in the air, and one by one the balloons were hit perfectly, bursting into brilliant fires.

"Good!"

When the last balloon exploded, there was another round of applause from the viewing platform.

"What's next!"

Seeing that the balloons had all been hit, the old man asked the Minister of Aerospace who was accompanying him what experiment to carry out next.

"Back to the emperor, the next steps are high-altitude climb and dive bombing."

The old man nodded, waiting for the next performance.

He didn't know how dangerous the next two tests were, but Zhu Zhangui understood that the next two experiments could test the true performance of a fighter.

The speed of the plane is not a big deal in the current era.

An aircraft assembled with a motorcycle engine like the Ming Dynasty is enough to crush the entire world within a hundred years, and even a few hundred years later, no country may be able to surpass it.

This is not Zhu Zhangui's arrogance, this is the gap in knowledge accumulation and industrial strength.

The engine alone is enough for the Western gangsters to study for hundreds of years. As for whether they have hundreds of years for them to study, it depends on how long they can resist the attack.

Although Daming is also exploring now, there are physical objects as comparisons, and there is the inculcation of so much new knowledge, and it is only a matter of time to solve this problem.

"Gao Hang, start flying high in the sky!"

After receiving the instructions of the old man, the Minister of Aerospace issued an order to Gao Hang to fly at a high altitude.

Gao Hang, who received the order, replied "yes" seriously, reached out and picked up the mask hanging next to him, put it on his face, and opened the oxygen valve.

The experience gained by countless pioneers in later generations with blood and death allowed the newly born air force of the Ming Dynasty to successfully avoid many troubles.

Breathing in the oxygen that makes people feel refreshed, Gao Hang swung his control stick, the nose of the fighter plane tilted, and the three engines let out a deafening roar, flying into the sky like sharp arrows.

This scene was not only seen by the people at the viewing platform, but also by the people of the capital who had long been attracted by the strange sound, but also saw the northeast corner of the capital, a black dot soaring into the sky.

"What's that!"

A businessman who had just come from out of town couldn't help but let out an exclamation as he looked at the black dots flying into the sky.

"Heh, hillbilly, I don't even know about airships!"

A beggar begging for food on the side pursed his lips disdainfully when he heard the exclamation of this out-of-town businessman.

"What airship, I've seen an airship, it's very large, and it flies very slowly into the sky, this thing is so small, and it's flying so fast, how can it be an airship, you stinky don't know how to talk nonsense."

was despised by a beggar, and the foreign businessman instantly couldn't hold his face, and glared at the beggar fiercely.

The beggar didn't bother to take care of him, so he found a warm spot, closed his eyes and rested.

He interjected just now, in addition to despising the other party's foreigners, in fact, the main purpose was to attract the other party's attention, arouse the other party's curiosity, so as to show off, so that he could get some silver money or food from it, so that he could have a good New Year.

As a result, the other party didn't eat this set, so he naturally wouldn't bother to speak, so it was better to sleep and save some physical strength.

"The guards are here!"

Suddenly someone shouted at the entrance of the street, and the beggar, who was lying on the ground, jumped up from the ground, and under the surprised expression of the merchant, picked up his broken bowl and stick and ran.

A group of officers in black brocade robes ran by, led by a man with a grim expression, and a guy with a blue nose and swollen face tied to his horse.

"It scared me to death, I thought I was catching a beggar."

"The court is really, who is delayed when we are beggars, we have to arrange work for us, we eat and sleep every day, how comfortable it is to sleep and eat, and fools go to work hard."

The beggar staggered back again, found the corner and lay down.

The merchant who had not left on the side rolled his eyes, looked at the rotten beggar, and couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

"It's really rotten wood that can't be carved!"

"Crunch!"

As the fighter rose higher and higher, the engine power of the aircraft began to decrease, and a creaking sound was heard from the fuselage.

"High... Sting... Boat... Sting... You... Sting..."

The intermittent voice came from the walkie-talkie, and Gao Hang couldn't hear what was being said on the other side.

At this time, he was already 3 kilometers in the air, and the cold in the air and the howling wind made him tremble.

The environment is so harsh, but he is still gritting his teeth and persevering.

In the ground estimates, this fighter can support 3,500 meters to 4 kilometers, and at this time he has just climbed to a distance of 3 kilometers, so he is unwilling to give up.

If he gives up today, maybe the people below won't say anything about him, but there will definitely be brothers who will continue to take this risk in the future.

Now that he's come to this point, he's only one step away from the final test, and he doesn't want the other brothers to risk it.

Many of the brothers in the team already have wives and children, even if they are not married, they have already married, only he, the captain, is still a bachelor.

He didn't want his brothers to take the risk, and if something happened, how would he explain it to his younger siblings.

So this risk is only for him to take it, this is his captain's duty, and it is also what he should do as a brother.

Taking a deep breath of oxygen, Gao Hang gritted his teeth and increased the throttle.

The aircraft engine let out an overwhelming roar, and under the impetus of Gao Hang, it continued to fly upward.

3100 meters, 3200 meters, 3300 meters...

When reaching 3400 meters, an alarm bell sounded inside the cabin.

This is to remind the driver that the kinetic energy of the engine has been exerted to the limit and can no longer be blessed, otherwise there will be a danger of stalling or burning explosion.

After looking at the altimeter, Gao Hang sighed deeply, pushed the plane that had originally climbed with the control stick, and began to fall rapidly.

"Filth, filth, filth..."

The piercing sound of bagpipes sounded, and listening to the rapid sound, Zhu Zhangui closed his eyes with satisfaction.

If there are military fans of later generations, they will definitely hear this sound, which is the sound made by Stuka when he dives and bombs.

This kind of bagpipe was deliberately added by Zhu Zhangui, and its purpose was to shock the enemy's morale and courage when fighting the enemy in the future.

Don't underestimate this bagpipe, in World War II, Stuka was called the Vulture of Death by the Allies, and the Führer's chainsaw was famous.

In war, sometimes the psychological attack is often more violent than the actual attack.

Zhu Zhangui didn't know that his evil behavior would bring endless psychological pressure to the enemies who would fight in the future.

It was this voice, the first voice to sound in this world, that became a nightmare that could never be erased from the hearts of the enemies of the Ming Dynasty in the future.

The white-skinned pigs in the West even called this voice the bagpipes of the Grim Reaper.

It means that as long as this voice sounds, there will be a god of death coming and mercilessly harvesting the life in the world.

If the internal structure of some fighters is not firm, or there is a problem with the engine, under the strong pressure of the extreme speed dive, it is easy to cause the engine to stall, or the body is unstable and disintegrates directly.

One of the most famous is the zero style of the small gourd.

So for a fighter, speed, high-altitude climb, and extreme dive are the biggest factors.

On the other hand, all kinds of weapons and bombing bombs are actually only secondary.

As long as it can withstand these three tests, the aircraft is an excellent combat tool.

"Whew..."

As the fighter dives at high speed, a strong pressure bursts into the surface, and this strong pressure makes Gao Hang almost out of breath.

"Steady, steady..."

Everyone on the viewing platform watched the fighter plane start to dive, and they all stood up nervously, Zhu Zhangui and the Minister of Aerospace, as well as those technical craftsmen, kept chattering and steady.

The fighter does not have an automatic ignition mechanism, and once it is turned off in the air, the pilots have only the only option to abandon the plane and parachute.

Once Gao Hang abandons the plane and parachutes, it means that the test has failed, the fighter needs to continue to improve, and the time for entering military service will be indefinitely delayed.

In fact, everyone knows that at a distance of more than 3,000 meters, pilots simply do not have time to parachute for fighters with extreme dives.

Once there is an accident with the engine, the fighter loses control or even disintegrates, Gao Hang will have no chance of survival.

In the blink of an eye, the record dives over a thousand meters, and the aircraft engines were still running, although they were somewhat unstable.

The distance of 2 kilometers glided quickly, and finally reached the distance required to be raised.

It's not that the distance can't be lowered anymore, but the performance of the fighter can't be stretched to the limit.

With the engines and specific structures of the current fighters, it is 100% to pull up at a limit of several hundred meters from the ground, and the stall will fall apart.

Therefore, the supplementary plan made by the Ministry of Space to Gao Hang is to dive down from the sky and stabilize the results at a large angle when it is thousands of kilometers above the ground.

Desperately grasping the joystick, Gao Hang gathered a little strength with all his strength, and pulled the fighter plane tightly, trying to make the record that was still diving down look up or turn around.

"Pull it up... It's okay to turn, turn to..."

But for some reason, the fighter did not raise its head or adjust its direction as expected, and continued to fly down quickly.

Seeing that the fighter plane did not respond, the Minister of Aerospace and other technical craftsmen rushed out of the viewing platform, holding walkie-talkies, and roaring loudly at the sky.

"How did the damn fighter plane come from here, and what does Gao Hang want to do? Is he crazy! ”

"Daddy, get up for me!"

The people below are in a hurry, Gao Hang is even more anxious, this is related to his life, and what is even worse is that now the direction of the fighter is still the viewing platform, if this is an uncontrollable collision, then his nine clans will be finished.

Gao Hang, who was in a hurry, was now sweating all over his head, and he was in a hurry and called the fighter to his father.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Perhaps it was this sound of my father that played a role, and the fighter plane, which was originally diving down to the limit, finally raised its head when it was 500 meters above the ground.

"My mother, scared me to death!"

Watching the fighter pull up again, the Minister of Space suddenly collapsed to the ground.

I really scared him to death just now, and the fighter plane rushed towards the viewing platform in a daze.

Although this situation was discovered, the crown prince had already taken the emperor and others to run away, but don't forget that the fighter plane was still carrying a 50-pound bomb, with the speed of the fighter plane, the emperor and others couldn't run away at all.

"There's definitely something wrong with this pilot, Dad, I'll wait for him to come down later, and immediately arrest him into the Jinyi Guard."

Zhu Gaosui, who had escaped with his life, pointed to the fighter plane flying into the distance with a miserable face, and raised his suspicions.

"Second uncle, this is just an accident, he can't see below in the air, how does he know where he dived."

Zhu Zhangui, who was running wildly with his father on his back, explained a sentence for the pilot.

It was an accident, and Zhu Zhangui is sure.

Since an accident in the artisan battalion, Zhu Zhangui has been very strict with the internal review, especially the precious military branch of pilots, each of which has been checked for several generations, and his loyalty to the imperial court is absolutely fine.

In addition, when the pilot dives down in the air, it is possible that his vision will be affected for various reasons, and he doesn't know where his dive is at all, so Zhu Zhangui can be sure that this is an accident.

The old man nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Punish him for a month as a warning." ”

With the accident just now, the old man did not go back to the viewing platform, but watched with a telescope in a place that confirmed safety in the distance.

The fighter plane flew far away from the Ministry of Aerospace, and Gao Hang stabilized.

I don't know what happened just now, but the joystick suddenly failed, and it didn't recover until now.

"Gao Hang, what happened just now? Do you know if you almost got into a big accident! ”

The roar of the Minister of Aerospace came from the walkie-talkie, and the voice was so loud that Gao Hang could feel saliva squirting out of the walkie-talkie.

"Report to the minister, the joystick suddenly failed just now, and now it has just been controlled, and the specific reason is still unclear."

"Damn, you can't fucking look at it, if you want to die, find another place to die, you almost dragged everyone from the Ministry of Aerospace to the underworld just now."

Although he knew that this was not the pilot's reason, the Minister of Space couldn't help but squirt wildly.

Listening to the roar coming from the walkie-talkie, Gao Hang was also afraid for a while.

He really didn't pay attention just now, but he didn't know that the place where he swooped was actually the viewing platform.

For this reason, he broke the joystick hard, intending to adjust the angle, even if it was a collision, he could not affect others.

But the problem was that the joystick suddenly failed, and no matter how hard he tried, it was useless. If it weren't for the sound of his father calling the fighter plane comfortable, it is estimated that the nine clans in his family would have been taken away by now.

"That minister, if you want to scold, you can scold as you like when I go down, now that the plane is running out of fuel, can I do the last bombing test."

Listening to the wild spray in the walkie-talkie, Gao Hang looked at the simple fuel gauge and saw that he had reached the warning line, so he had not stopped spraying wildly in the walkie-talkie, and kindly reminded him.

"Damn, I'll settle accounts with you when you come back."

The minister finally made an ending, put out a cruel word, and turned off the walkie-talkie.

Gao Hang wiped the sweat from his head, not thinking about the punishment he would face in the future, and drove the fighter plane towards the bombing area with a serious expression.

The bombing zone was in the southwest corner of the airport, where a large number of wooden men and horses were placed, trenches were dug with barbed wire, and small forts made of reinforced concrete.

To control the fighter plane to fly to the predetermined position, Gao Hang did not dare to make a large dive.

Now that the plane has risen at high speed, it has dived to the limit, and it is estimated that there are already a lot of problems, and the dive control lever is really going to be cold if it fails.

Stretching out his head to look at the bombing site below, and after estimating in his heart, Gao Hang pulled the handle next to him, and the pincers that clamped the bomb were released, and the bomb fell with a roar, smashing heavily on the right side of the bombing site.

"Boom..."

A puff of smoke and dust shrouded the bombing area, and various light items such as wooden men and wooden horses were scattered and scattered by the impact.

Although the reinforced concrete fortress has not been destroyed, it has also been marked with numerous potholes on the exterior.

"A little off!"

Glancing back at the bombing effect, Gao Hang muttered regretfully, and reached out to turn on the walkie-talkie.

"Report to the minister, the plane test has been completed, apply for a return landing."

"Get back!"

The Minister of Aerospace replied loudly.

Although the voice was still very loud, Gao Hang could clearly hear the joy of relief from it.

Adjusting the direction to align with the runway, Gao Hang recalled the key points of the plane's maneuvering and landing, and according to the actual situation and experience, the aircraft under control slid down to the ground.

"Bang!"

The wheels hit the ground heavily, and they slid for hundreds of meters before stopping.

Dozens of technical craftsmen and logistics personnel quickly rushed up, pulled Gao Hang out of it, checked it to confirm that there was no problem, and began to check the plane.

The aircraft test was successful, and the next step was to prepare for the production and equipment of the troops, and they were busy with it next.

"You bastard, you almost killed us just now."

Gao Hang, who was holding a cup of ginger tea to warm his body, kicked the literati minister of aerospace on the buttocks.

"Hey, hey!"

Gao Hang didn't dare to dodge, and he smiled at the next kick.

Then he looked into the distance and found that the emperor, the emperor and the crown prince were gone, so he asked with some worry in his heart: "Minister, the emperor and the emperor, why did the prince leave?" ”

The Minister of Aerospace gave him a blank look, "Why don't you leave, thank you for your grace of not killing?" ”

Gao Hang stuck out his tongue in embarrassment.

"The Emperor Taishang said that he would punish you for a month's worth of money as a warning, burn a few more incense sticks for the ancestors during the Chinese New Year this year, without them bless you, your nine clans will be finished."

After saying this, the Minister of Aerospace was anxious to discuss the issue of the plane with the craftsmen, so he raised his foot and kicked Gao Hang's ass again.

"Okay, don't be stunned here, go back and take a hot bath, eat and rest, and write the report tomorrow."

"Yes!"

Gao Hang saluted excitedly, handed the ginger tea in his hand to a logistics staff next to him, and strode towards the dormitory.

As soon as he stepped into the dormitory door with his front foot, he was lifted by a group of people and thrown into the air.

"Haha, congratulations, captain!"

"Congratulations to the captain for becoming the first person to fly in the sky!"

"Captain, you are so fatal, you scared us to death just now."

Congratulations and laughter rang in his ears, Gao Hang was not only not happy, but looked at the ceiling that was close to his face from time to time, and roared loudly.

"You bastards, let me go, oops, my face!"

Historical records of Emperor Shengwu Ming: December 28 of the third year of Hongxi, there are gods hovering in the northeast of Beijing, accompanied by thunder and divine fire, the wonder of the gods, wonderful and unspeakable, after hearing its name, the emperor said: Vermilion Bird!