Dominate South Asia

Seeing the unnatural look on Lilith's face next to him, Hamad held her hand and hinted to her that she could handle everything with him.

Lilith stepped on the steps, came down step by step, and walked slowly over.

"Welcome our Pakistani friends." Bill came up and said: "On the battlefield in Afghanistan, you are a hero. We Americans admire heroes."

"May our friendship last forever." Hamad said, clasping his hands together.

Pierre next to him had a strange expression on his face. He shook hands with Hamad and raised the corners of his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"Nice to meet you, beautiful lady." Bill said to Lilith next to Mhamad. He generously took Lilith's hand and kissed the back of it: "You are Mhamad. Is she Mrs. De?”

"Not yet." Lilith said with a smile: "It still needs the consent of Lord Pierre."

The two must know each other. Mhammad had a premonition just now. Now, Lilith said it here, making Mhammad also wonder, what is the relationship between the two?

Lilith did not shake hands with Pierre and bent down: "Father, how is my grandpa doing now?"

Father? This forty-year-old vice president of Grumman Corporation will soon be his father-in-law? Hearing these two words coming out of Lilith's mouth, Hamad opened his mouth in surprise.

Kalid behind him relaxed instantly. This girl turned out to be an authentic American and the daughter of the vice president of Grumman Corporation. It seemed that he was worried too much.

At first, Lilith wanted to go to Afghanistan after hearing about Mhammad's deeds. However, as the daughter of the family, Pierre was very opposed to it. At that time, Lilith sneaked away and deserved it. After knowing that Lilith went to Afghanistan, Pierre had no other choice but to protect Lilith through the channels of arms dealers.

This time I learned that Lilith was coming back, but I didn’t know that she would come with Mhamad, let alone that the relationship between Lilith and Mhamad was so close.

"Let's talk about family matters when we come down. Let's welcome the guests from afar first." Pierre said: "Your Majesty Hamad, welcome to Grumman for inspection. We have prepared a special plane to fly directly to the company. "

Grumman manufactures aircraft. The company has its own dedicated runway. After the aircraft is manufactured, it can fly directly to its destination, and it needs to be flown for testing and other purposes.

If Hamad had taken a special plane when he arrived, he could have landed directly on the Grumman airport runway, and there would be no need to come here to greet him.

"No, let's visit Mr. Grumman first." Hamad said: "He is a senior in the aviation industry and a relative of Lilith."

Mentioning Mr. Grumman, Pierre had a sad expression on his face: "I'm sorry, just yesterday, my father-in-law went to heaven."

"What?" Lilith's face turned pale. She was still late, and she didn't see her grandpa for the last time... Her eyes went dark and her body went limp.

"Lilith!" Hammad grabbed Lilith's arm tightly. Lilith was hit hard when she suddenly heard her relatives leaving.

Landry Riley Grumman, who single-handedly founded the Grumman Corporation and supported the U.S. Navy, is gone. He is already an old man in his seventies. He has experienced countless winds, frosts, snows and rains, and finally finally After leaving this world, the soul goes to heaven.

In the church on Long Island, countless veterans of the U.S. Navy attended Grumman's funeral. Even Bill only came here to greet Mhamad and his party after the funeral.

Just after getting off the plane, Hamad and others felt a little heavy after hearing such bad news.

Sitting on the plane to Long Island, Hamad held Lilith in his arms. All this seemed to be normal. This was the best way to comfort a girl.

"According to my father-in-law's request, after being cremated, his remains were scattered into the surrounding sea. He said that he wanted to stay with this sea forever, and he could look up at the planes in the sky every day." Pierre said to Mhammad said.

Hamad nodded. At this time, nothing was superfluous. An expression was enough.

"Lilith went to Afghanistan after hearing about your heroic deeds. Now that Lilith can be with you, I feel relieved." Pierre said, "I wish you happiness and wish you happiness." I wish us a happy cooperation this time.”

"Look! Plane!" At this moment, Hussein, who was sitting on the side of the cabin, couldn't help shouting, his words full of surprise, as if he had never seen an airplane before.

Outside the cabin, a large fighter plane appeared in the field of vision. The wide fuselage looked like a flying eagle. The two engines at the tail were spraying flames. The twin vertical tails looked so majestic. At this moment, Hou Sain was fascinated by it.

As if to show off deliberately, the tail suddenly spurted out even more flames, and the fighter jet began to sprint quickly. Hussein could clearly see the wing turning backwards, with the sweep angle reaching its maximum. In this way, it was simply like It's so cool, and unlike the rigid variable sweep wings of Soviet fighter planes, its wings are obviously much more flexible.

"This is the masterpiece of our Grumman company, the pride of the Navy, the F-14 Tomcat fighter." Pierre said: "Our fighter has fully variable swept wings, computer-controlled, and the sweep angle can be adjusted to any position, which is one generation more advanced than the Soviet fighter."

Before coming, Hussein had studied this fighter, but when he really saw it, he was quickly impressed by its chic and flexible posture. How exciting it would be if he could fly this fighter!

"Every fighter must be tested before leaving the factory. Now this one is being tested by our test pilot." Pierre said.

The passenger plane landed on the runway of the Grumman factory. After getting off the passenger plane, Muhammad picked up a telescope on the side of the shed and looked in the direction of the roar above his head.

This is indeed testing the aircraft, and it is also showing the visitors the good maneuverability of the aircraft. Muhammad looked at the various maneuvers made by the fighter, which was simply pleasing to the eye.

Especially, when the F-14 fighter had the smallest wing sweep angle and flew over the airport with the largest wingspan, Hussein's heart almost came to his throat.

This action is very simple, called low-altitude pass, but the speed of low-altitude pass is generally much faster than the fighter in front of him. Even if he was driving the J-6, he didn't dare to pass at this speed! The speed is too low, so low that it's like an old man staggering past. In this case, even a slight side wind will have a great impact on the fighter.

At the same time, this is also the simplest way to show the good performance of this fighter, which shows that its aerodynamic layout is very reasonable and that the wing load is very low. Even if it is fighting with the propeller fighters of World War II, it can win in maneuverability!

"Chief of Staff, we need this kind of fighter!" Hussein said to Muhammad with a trembling voice because of excitement. Although the voice was not loud, it was still heard by Pierre, and his heart was full of joy.

"Are all these fighters two-seaters?" Hussein asked again.

"Yes, in order to operate the powerful radar in front and guide the long-range Phoenix missile, a special weapon operator is needed in the back." Pierre said: "If you are interested, you can sit in the rear cabin first and feel it." In order to promote this fighter, Grumman has tried its best. Unfortunately, it has always been at a disadvantage in the competition with McDonnell Douglas's F-15. It's not easy for people in front of him to like this fighter. Pierre naturally wants to strike while the iron is hot and make them like this fighter thoroughly. "Mr. Muhammad, do you want to feel it?" Pierre asked Muhammad. Muhammad shook his head. It seemed that the dazzling flight was very enjoyable, but it was not the case when he really sat on it. The huge overload could only be experienced by specially trained people. If the pilot in front wanted to toss, Muhammad would definitely vomit all over the cockpit. "Hussein, go up and feel it." Muhammad said. "Yes." Hussein came here to experience this fighter as an exchange. Now, he watched eagerly, and couldn't wait to get on.

With a chic posture, he slid onto the runway. Although there was no arresting cable, the Tomcat quickly slowed down and stopped.

Watching Hussein go up, Pierre smiled and said to Muhammad: "Brigadier Muhammad, what do you think of the performance of this fighter?"

"Very good, not bad." Muhammad nodded repeatedly, watching the Tomcat taxi on the runway again, and it took only more than 200 meters to pull up.

Aspect ratio 7.28, standard combat mount minimum take-off distance 300 meters, standard combat mount minimum level flight speed below 250 kilometers, these data are very amazing, you know, the Su-27, which has not yet been finalized, has a minimum take-off distance of 680 meters with standard combat mounts, and the later J-10 is 590 meters. Now this Tomcat is empty, and it took off in less than 300 meters.

"So, does your country have any intention to buy?" Pierre asked, as if he was a pimp, eager to sell prostitutes.

"It's a pity that your country doesn't intend to sell to us." Muhammad said.

"As long as your country is interested, our cooperation will be possible." Pierre said: "Let's work together to solve the problems before us."

"We will hold a cocktail party tonight to welcome Brigadier General Muhammad. Attendees of the cocktail party include many people in the aviation industry, members of the Senate, and several people from the consortium families. They all admire Brigadier General Muhammad very much. You are a hero who has done great things in Afghanistan." Pierre said.

The implication in Pierre's words couldn't be more obvious. Through this cocktail party, some meanings can be conveyed.