Dominate South Asia

After stepping into the cockpit, looking at the dashboard in front and the horizons on both sides, Rick was enveloped in a huge feeling of happiness. In his eyes, this was an airplane!

The canopy was closed and the oxygen mask was buckled. Rick only wanted to say one word, cool!

The two engines were started in sequence, and after the ground personnel visually observed that everything was normal, the aircraft slowly taxied to the apron.

"The eaglet begs to take off."

"Hunter requests takeoff."

"Permission to take off."

On the Grumman runway, the tails of two fighter jets spurted out huge flames and began to accelerate, accelerate!

His body was pressed tightly against the seat, and Rick felt extremely stimulated. This is called a pushing sensation, and this is called a real fighter!

The horizon was receding rapidly, and Rick gently pulled the operating lever backwards. The huge war eagle suddenly felt light and flew away from the runway.

Pulled up so quickly! Rick couldn't help but let out a soft cry in his mouth: "Long live!"

This kind of fighter has a very high climb rate, and its maneuverability is several times better than that of the J-6. Hussein is feeling the advancement of this kind of fighter. If the J-6 fights with this kind of fighter, it will only lose, Mhama The German Brigadier General has prepared a powerful fighter plane for Pakistan!

The sky above 10,000 meters was clear, and two fighter planes were soaring in the sky.

"Mr. Hamad, your pilot's flying skills are really superb." On the ground, Pierre said to Mr. Hamad: "In such a short time, you can fly independently. I heard that Hussein, I studied until midnight every day, memorizing all the Tomcat fighter data and emergency operations by heart.”

"Yes, but it would be best to have specialized combatants, such as pilots from your country's navy, as instructors." Mhamad said, "Only they can fly the Tomcat fighter. to the extreme.”

"I thought so too. Unfortunately, the Navy made a miscalculation this time. They didn't get our fighter jets at a low price. They have been very depressed for a long time. It's difficult to let them be instructors. However, our test pilots are more skilled than them. Even better, our test pilots will teach our friends wholeheartedly,” Pierre continued.

"Thank you to our friends." Mhamad said, looking at the fighter plane in the sky, flying back, spreading its wings and making a roll.

Looking at all this, Mhamad really wanted to return to Pakistan immediately and let the Soviets have a taste of the power of this fighter plane. However, Mhamad also knew that for the fighter plane to truly achieve combat effectiveness, it requires the integration of people and equipment. of time.

"Miss, this is a confidential office, you can't go in." Lilith walked to the upper floor of Grumman's office building and wanted to enter the office, but was stopped by the secretary next to her.

The secretary was a beautiful blonde with a figure as sexy and slender as Lilith, but at this time, her face was serious and uneasy.

This is the office of the company's top leaders, and there are many secrets inside. Even the secretary himself cannot enter the office without permission. Now that Lilith is about to enter, she immediately comes to stop her.

"I just wanted to see the place where my grandpa worked before he died." Lilith said, "I came back, but I didn't see my grandpa for the last time..."

After saying that, two lines of tears rolled down from Lilith's eyes.

Seeing the girl crying, the secretary suddenly lost his mind and could only watch her push the door open with trembling hands and walk into the office.

The office was spotless, obviously someone was cleaning it every day. On the desk, there was an F-14 fighter model, looking up to the sky, it was indescribably spectacular.

"Grandpa, when Lilith was in Afghanistan, I thought about you every day. Although you didn't agree with me going to Afghanistan at first, you finally agreed. You also called the Red Cross and took care of me secretly. I always I know, grandpa, how are you in heaven?"

Lilith hugged the model on the table, crying so hard that tears flowed everywhere, and her face completely lost its original beauty.

"Lilith, please don't be too sad." The secretary said softly from behind. At this time, she no longer knew how to persuade the girl.

"It's okay, let me be alone for a while. I want to spend some time alone with grandpa." Lilith said.

Facing such a girl, the secretary consciously retreated and closed the door.

This office was an office of the old man Grumman. After the old man left, Pierre moved in. Now, in addition to the old man's things, there are also a lot of materials that Pierre looked through.

When the door behind her closed, Lilith's crying continued, but her eyes opened.

The new radar program should be in the computer. Lilith sat in front of the table, opened it and inserted a 5.25-inch floppy disk into it.

The password should be her mother's birthday plus letters. Lilith's fingers were tapping on the keyboard, and sure enough, the computer turned on.

The pure black interface was a DOS operating system. Lilith was typing on the keyboard skillfully, looking at the computer to see if there was anything she needed. There were DIR files one after another, but she couldn't find what she was looking for.

It seemed that this trip was in vain. Lilith originally wanted to help Mhamad, but now, she has done her best.

Standing up, Lilith looked at the row of books on the bookshelf behind the office. Suddenly, a book caught her eye.

TF-41 912-b32B technical information? Looking at the painting on the cover, it seems to be an engine, right? Maybe this thing is of some use! Lilith deftly put the book under her skirt and walked slowly outside.

With her eyes red and swollen, Lilith lowered her head. The secretary walked her to the corridor and then returned.

In the sky, the roar disappeared.

The two fighter planes, like eagles, flapped their wings and flew over, landing smoothly on the runway.

"Their technology is very good. After flying a few more sorties, they will be able to master the flying essentials of this fighter aircraft." said a test pilot.

"Our Eleventh Squadron is preparing to fly here. Their modifications will be carried out at Grumman Company. We also ask the instructors to train them more." Mhamad said: "Especially the people in the rear cabin. Our pilots are only used to flying single-seat aircraft, and they have never been exposed to this two-seat aircraft.”

"That's for sure." Pierre said: "They will definitely beat the Soviets to a pulp!"

Back in the hotel, Hamad saw Lilith, her eyes seemed a little red and swollen, and couldn't help but ask: "Lilith, what's wrong?"

"Honey, what do you think this is?" Lilith asked Mhamad.

TF-41? Seeing these words, Hamad suddenly couldn't help but feel happy: "My dear, you have done a great job for us!"

The Tomcat fighter jet uses Pratt \u0026 Whitney's TF-30 engine, which is the first-generation military turbofan engine in the United States. It is an improved civilian engine with a thrust-to-weight ratio of only 5. This engine has seriously hindered the performance of the Tomcat fighter jet. Cat fighter, the early Tomcat fighter was unreliable because of this broken engine.

After that, for the sake of the heart of its military aircraft, the United States did not hesitate to introduce the Spey engine from the United Kingdom, continuously improved it, and became the TF-41 engine. It was successfully installed on the A-7 attack aircraft, and its performance was greatly improved. When Grumman also installed this engine on the Tomcat fighter jet, the situation changed. The classic F110 engine was born. It adopted a new core engine and its power was greatly improved.

When Hamad planned to introduce this fighter jet, he thought of more, such as improvement and imitation. Although Pakistan is not strong enough, that eastern country is a big country for copycats.

Moreover, at this time, the Eastern countries had obtained a complete set of information on the British Spey engine, and the British provided blanks and peripheral components. The own-produced Spey engine had been finalized, but in the process of using domestic blanks, it encountered problems. The country's economic construction adjustment put the focus on the economy. After many ups and downs, Sibei finally passed the finalization thirty years later and became a domestically produced turbofan nine engine. Only then did Feibao's power problem be solved.

Now, for Pakistan, Mhammad also needs to solve the power problem of the Tomcat fighter. The old TF-30 cannot make the Tomcat really take off. It must have a suitable engine. Forget about the F110. Pass Sibei’s improved TF-41 is also a good choice!

Now, with this technical information, plus the original information that Eastern countries have obtained, as long as there is enough capital investment, this thing can be built.

"My dear, how did you find this?" Mhamad asked.

"It's in my grandpa's office." Lilith said, "I don't know if it will be useful. It seems that this information is very useful?"

"Thank you, Lilith." Mhammad said. Lilith became a spy for her own sake. If Grumman discovered that there was missing information and called the police, Lilith would go to jail.

Now, what is needed most is to quickly re-photograph this information and send the original version back. This is the first time for Hamad to be a spy, so he has no preparation at hand. To re-photograph it, it requires a special camera, and the focus needs to be adjusted. precise.

When everything was finished, it was daylight and it was another busy night.

Lilith went to send back the information, and Mhammad was resting in the room, still thinking about Pakistan's future. With the combination of F-16 and F-14, it would be enough to level Afghanistan to the west, and face India to the east. Not at all disadvantaged.

Those MiG-21s and MiG-23s that India purchased in large quantities from the Soviet Union are no match for the Tomcats and Fighting Falcons. In fact, now that they are taking advantage of the support of the Americans to go to war with the Indians and seize some land, it is actually An opportunity.

"Brigadier General Mhamad, the order came from Islamabad. You need to rush back to Pakistan immediately." At this moment, Khalid walked into Mhamad's room and said to Mhamad.