"Buzz ——!!"

The sound of the engine running at low frequencies.

Suddenly it began to ring in the center of the No. 7 open-air square!

"This, this, what's going on!!"

This sound.

Meng Lao, Li Lao and others present are the most familiar!

How many years have they been dealing with fighter planes?

This plays flute.

It's the unique sound when the engine of the real fighter is started!

Lao Li slapped Meng Lao beside him violently, glaring at his eyes, and looked like he had seen a ghost.

"Lao Meng! Lao Meng! ”

"What the fuck is going on?!"

"What kind of movement is this!"

Meng Lao only felt that his shoulders were about to be knocked apart by Li Lao.

Immediately, he pulled his cheeks and stared at the "White Emperor Fighter" in the center of the No. 7 open-air square in the distance without blinking.

"It's hard to ......"

"This plays! It's true? ”

Mr. Li: "!! ”

Hearing Meng Lao's words, Li Lao's brain almost shut down!

Then he bared his teeth and said:

"Impossible!"

"Even if there is a research institute that is even more mysterious than us, it is impossible to build the White Emperor fighter without our knowledge."

Song Wei stood up at this time and said, "Could it be, just listen to it?" ”

Everyone heard the news.

Reason has also returned a little.

Think about it too.

How could it be that on the exhibition hall of the air show, there was really a real fighter plane?

"! it! ”

"Chief Lin! Meng Lao! Li Lao!! ”

"I'm here to prompt what energy reactor is starting to charge."

"It is expected that there will be one minute left to start the vertical take-off."

"And."

"At present, the default vertical take-off altitude of the White Emperor fighter is 15,000 meters."

"What the hell am I going to do here!"

"Isn't it really going to take off?"

Li Lao: "......"

Meng Lao: "......"

The two were silent.

"Is it possible...... Is it a prank by some research institute? ”

Meng Lao pondered for a few seconds, but finally reason prevailed.

And.

The sixth-generation fighter is not something that can be built.

"Mischievous ......"

After Li Lao on the side heard Meng Lao's words, a trace of disappointment flashed imperceptibly on his face.

Although, reason is also telling Li Lao.

It's just impossible.

However, in Li Lao's heart, he is naturally very eager for the success of the sixth-generation fighter!

Because!

As long as whoever masters the sixth-generation fighter will have absolute air supremacy!

In recent years, Xia Guo has not been idle in the research of the sixth-generation aircraft.

And the eagle sauces on the other side of the ocean are naturally even more likely to be idle!

The two sides have been fighting in secret for a long time, and I don't know how many times they have gone back and forth!

"Alas......"

"Think about it, it's okay to take off vertically......"

"I want to rise vertically to 15,000 meters of airspace......

Li Lao smiled bitterly, and his heartbeat began to gradually calm down.

Climb vertically to an altitude of 15,000 meters?

What a murderous engine does that need?!

"it!"

"Chief Lin! Wrong! Something is wrong! ”

"I always feel ...... This thing under my feet! Seems to be true! ”

And at this moment.

Zhang Heng, who was in the cockpit of the White Emperor fighter, looked at the methodical prompt in front of him.

The heart is also raised to the throat.

"Drop! White Emperor Fighter System Prompt: "

"The hyper-vector engine vent begins to turn around."

"Drop! The biplane maneuver began to unfold. ”

"Drop! Current angle rotation: 2 degrees. ”

"Drop! The engine is charged to 77% of its energy. ”

"Drop! The engine is charged to 80%. ”

"Drop! ……”

As the charge progresses.

The huge engine jet at the tail of the White Emperor fighter.

It's also starting to turn around!

Began to point the jet of the black hole towards the square ground below!

"Lao Meng! Lao Meng! ”

"Look!"

"The engine jet on the tail of the White Emperor fighter!"

"It's turned to the ground!"

After seeing this scene, Mr. Li at the edge of the square.

The heartbeat that had originally calmed down soared to one hundred and two in an instant!

Engine steering!!

It's not too difficult technology, though.

But!

It's impossible to install an engine steering device on one of your mother's exhibition planes, right?!

"See! See! ”

Meng Lao on the side, his body also began to tremble.

Subsequently, he took the military walkie-talkie in Lin Guojin's hand.

Press the button and quickly ask:

"How long do you have to take off?"

Zhang Heng didn't dare to slack off here, glanced at the countdown, and immediately replied: "There are less than 20 seconds left!" ”

"Good!" Meng Lao's throat squirmed twice.

"True or not! Zhang heng! You're steady! ”

"Yes! Meng Lao! Zhang Heng in the cockpit of the White Emperor fighter also took a deep breath!

With strong physical fitness, Zhang Heng quickly adjusted his mentality!

Then, keep your eyes glued to the remaining seconds of the "engine start countdown"!

"Reason, Meng Lao, reason!"

Song Wei looked at Meng Lao, whose breathing began to become a little heavy.

Then he took a step forward and said quickly.

"Huhu......" Meng Lao nodded with difficulty.

And take another look at the old Li beside him.

Looking at Old Li's longing gaze, Old Meng already knew that Old Li Tou had completely lost his mind at this time.

Thinking of this, Meng Lao once again forcibly let his reason prevail!

Practical joke!

Right!

This must be a prank by some mysterious research!

It must be so!

"How many seconds are left!"

The next second, Meng Lao asked into the walkie-talkie.

"Report!"

"10 seconds left!"

"9 seconds!"

"Eight seconds!"

With Zhang Heng's sonorous report.

Lin Guojin and Li Lao, as well as Meng Lao and others, all raised their throats!

"Keep your sanity!"

"Stay sane!!"

Meng Lao's mouth kept chattering.

However, his eyes were fixed on the creeping White Emperor fighter plane in the center of the No. 7 open-air square!

"Seven seconds!"

"6 seconds!"

"5 seconds!"

"4 seconds!"

In the walkie-talkie in hand.

Zhang Heng's voice is echoing!

And the palms of Meng Lao and the others were already sweating.

They are waiting for a miracle!

An ...... that is absolutely impossible to happen Marvel!

"3 seconds!"

"Two seconds!"

"One second!"

Start !!

In the cockpit of the White Emperor fighter.

Zhang Heng excitedly shouted out the word "start"!

However.

The next second.

The humming sound of the engine at the tail of the White Emperor fighter disappeared without a trace in an instant.

It's as if nothing happened.

There was silence for two seconds.

Meng Lao suddenly laughed bitterly at himself.

"Sure enough...... Just listen to a ......"

However!

When the word "ringing" in Meng Lao's mouth had not yet made a sound.

An engine roar that was even more ferocious than before!

Suddenly resounded throughout the Jiangcheng Air Show!!

"Buzz !!"

The next moment!

A dazzling blazing flame!

In an instant, from the tail of the White Emperor fighter plane in the center of Square No. 7, gushing out!!

"Boom ——!!!!"

The sound of the engine jetting at this moment!

It's like a dragon's groan!

Exploded in the ears of Meng Lao and others!

Thunder!!

……