The military-industrial scientific research system of the academic master.

In a small auditorium of the Beijing University of Aeronautics and Astronautics, a large group of students were gathering to watch the military parade.

There is no online live broadcast these days, and there is no TV signal in the dormitory. If you want to watch the live broadcast, you can only watch it in a few specific places in the school.

People in their early twenties are the most energetic and most concerned about national affairs, and the special nature of Beijing Airlines has increased the proportion of this group of people.

Therefore, even before the parade started, the place was already packed with people.

So that those who came later could only sit on the ground.

In the end, it was Tang Lintian who came forward personally and asked each dormitory building to open the activity rooms equipped with TVs, which stopped the influx of people.

And the content of this live broadcast of the military parade did not live up to the early morning they woke up specially——

For students who have not yet entered the aviation industry system and have not been exposed to much confidential information, except for the J-7E with a formation in the middle, which is really lackluster, the other models are still quite surprising.

However, the auditorium is a public area after all, so it is not suitable for making loud noises, and no one wants to miss a word of the commentator.

Therefore, at the beginning, everyone was still able to suppress their emotions.

There were just some whispers from time to time.

"I said, Brother Zhou."

Li Yan looked at the double-delta-wing J-7 flying past on the TV, turned around, and whispered to Zhou Shuwan sitting next to him:

"I remember Brother Nan...no...when Professor Chang went to school with us, didn't he design an improved version of the J-7 with chin-intake in class? Why wasn't it equipped?"

Both of them were classmates of Chang Haonan when he was an undergraduate, but now the latter has graduated with a doctorate and became a professor, while they are still in their third year of graduate school and preparing for their master's thesis.

Zhou Shuwan frowned slightly and glanced at Li Yan next to him:

"Your dad is in the Air Force. Are you asking me about this?"

Even so, he continued to answer:

"Besides, I remember Professor Chang said at the time that that model is still relatively backward, so we will be equipped with better equipment."

"It seems that he did say that, but I thought he was just showing off?"

Li Yan scratched his head.

His father had indeed been in the Air Force, but had switched careers two years ago.

"..."

Zhou Shuwan was silent for a moment:

"Actually... I felt the same way at the time."

Then the conversation changed:

"But considering that he has really become our professor now, so when I think about it now... he may have planned everything at that time. You see so many J-8Cs that flew over just now, they have obviously been equipped with troops in large quantities."

The chat between the two obviously disturbed the surrounding people. Soon, someone in front of them turned back angrily and motioned for them to be silent.

"Su-27 is here, look!"

The original silence returned to the auditorium, except for the rhythmic voices of the two commentators.

Even students from the Aeronautical and Astronautical University have seen very few Su-27s with their own eyes.

I saw a lot of them on the news in 96, but the signal quality at that time was even worse, and they were all cut into fragmented images (in order to put together a sufficient number of shots). They certainly couldn't be compared with those during the military parade.

Other than that, there are just a few fixed pictures in military magazines.

Therefore, everyone couldn't wait to hold their breath and didn't want to miss any shot.

After all, they don't have the conditions to record the scene and watch it slowly, nor do they have a search engine that can find the picture by typing a few words.

Once you miss it, you don't know when you will see it again.

But Zhou Shuwan is an exception.

His mentor is a well-known domestic aviation safety equipment expert. In Project 36, he participated in the technical absorption of the KD ejection seat.

Of course, as a young master, he would not have the opportunity to participate directly.

But at least he had seen a lot of photos and information.

Therefore, among the audience, only Zhou Shuwan looked very calm.

He even specially opened the thermos cup and took a drink of water, and mentally pointed out the strange classmates.

But before he could take the cup away from his face, he heard a growl from the man who had just turned around to condemn them.

"What the fuck?"

He was just about to reprimand him in the same way, but then, the sound of one after another rang out in the auditorium.

The content is basically the same——

A meaningless exclamation.

Zhou Shuwan put down his cup and focused his attention on the TV screen again.

Then, the pupils shrank suddenly.

Fortunately, the teacher on the podium reacted quickly and quickly raised his hand and lowered it quickly:

"Quiet, quiet! Listen to what the TV says!"

It was a long time from the first exclamation to this moment, but it only lasted a few seconds.

So they luckily didn't miss the narrator's voice.

"The next thing to be inspected is the domestic third-generation fighter jet formation..."

At that moment, Zhou Shuwan's mind was blank.

He didn't yell out like the others.

But I don’t know what my mood is.

calm?

Not at all.

Although he still looked indifferent on the surface, his beating heartbeat and rapid breathing betrayed his heart.

surprise?

Seems to be.

But not quite.

He had long heard of Project 10, a self-developed third-generation aircraft, and also knew that the prototype had made its first flight two years ago.

Now that I see my real body appearing in public, I feel joy, but it doesn't seem to be the main tone of my emotions at this moment.

If I have to describe it, it can only be...

It’s hard to describe in one word, with all kinds of mixed feelings.

As a person born in the 70s, Zhou Shuwan has always had a conflicting mentality.

He knows that China's weapons and equipment are generally more than one generation behind the world's mainstream.

We know that China's armored forces are even worse than the monkey version of the T72 that was killed indiscriminately during Operation Desert Storm.

I know that by 1996, there were still few fighter jets capable of firing medium-range bombs.

Know that the Sovremenny-class destroyers are not "aircraft carrier killers."

These are all things that people like Huang Zhiqiang often talk about and ridicule.

But, it's all true.

However, he also knows that our army has always been good at fighting when the enemy is strong and we are weak, and when the enemy is numerous and we are few.

We also know that from Chishui River to Sansuoli, what we are best at is making the impossible possible.

He had no reason to doubt that in the new era, the people's army would still be able to continue to create miracles.

Whether this is despair or hope, even Zhou Shuwan himself has never been able to tell clearly.

Therefore, he almost never argued with those people, or even thought about the issue in detail.