Atlas Aircraft Company, Airport.↗,

This is the test flight center of Atlas Aircraft Company, and all kinds of fighter jets produced are tested here.

In the distance, you can see a South African Air Force's pride, engraver fighter jet, which was dismantling the nose aside. The technicians were maintaining it. The development of this fighter jet in South Africa was still going well and was about to be finalized. At the same time, the senior management of the Air Force in South Africa is still brewing a twin-engine heavy fighter jet based on existing achievements, called the Heavy Carving Machine.

However, with the changes in the domestic situation, the progress of the project began to slow down, especially as several test pilots left Atlas Aircraft Company one after another and were poached by Dassault. Only a few test pilots remained, some of them began to get sick again. In addition, some technicians were also feeling uncomfortable and requested a leave. The test flight of this fighter became very slow.

On the other side, in the hangar, a black helicopter was pushed out.

With edges and angular shapes, and short pylons on both sides of the wings, this helicopter is also a key project of Atlas Aircraft Company, the sh-2 armed helicopter!

At this time, the helicopter's fuel tank had been filled with fuel, and even the short wings on both sides were not equipped with weapons, but fuel tanks.

"Hi, Jackson, what is the test flight subject today?" Jackson came out of the pilot duty room on one side with his helmet, and suddenly met Smith, the company's chief engineer.

"Today's test flight was a long-distance flight, testing how long our armed helicopter can last in a hot environment and whether the engine was overheated." Jackson's eyes flashed with panic, and then he recovered from calmness and said to Smith.

"Where is your weapon operator?" Smith asked. Helicopters originally needed two technicians to fly. Now Jackson is alone, Smith is a little strange.

"He asked for leave and said he was going to Cape Town to see his family." Jackson said.

So that's it! There are too many people asking for leave from the company recently, and they don't look like a company anymore. Smith also knows it well. Those who asked for leave will never come back.

"Oh, I wish you all the best." Smith said, heading towards the sculptor fighter jet. The sculptor fighter jet has always been the company's key project. Smith devoted all his energy. Those damn politics, go to hell, he is just an engineer.

"Thank you." Jackson, who was wearing a flying helmet, stepped on the ladder and got on the cockpit.

After turning on the switch and checking various instruments, everything was normal, Jackson started the engine, and the two Torbomeka turboshaft engines on the top started to operate. When the throttle was fully opened, they would each burst out with 1,500 horsepower. In the later improved models, it was further increased to 2,000 horsepower. In order to adapt to the climate of South Africa, the air intake system was strengthened and the ability to remove sand and dust was very strong.

"Tower, 02 requests to take off." Jackson shouted in the radio.

"You can take off." Soon, an echo came from the headphones.

Jackson pulled the total moment, and the roar at the top began to increase. The propeller changed the momentum, and the power began to increase. The entire helicopter flew quickly from the ground.

He pushed the operating lever forward, and the head leaned forward. The helicopter began to move forward.

Goodbye, Atlas, goodbye, Smith Jackson couldn't help but say in his heart, this was his last flight before leaving here!

Not everyone in charge of the armed helicopter project will follow him. If there are too many people who know, it may reveal the secret, which is very unfavorable. So John just contacted his most trusted subordinates.

The relatives of his subordinates have already left South Africa by civil aviation in the past few days. They will go to Pakistan and start their lives again, and the technicians will also quickly evacuate after the helicopter takes off.

Jackson operated the helicopter and flew towards the coastline. He almost lowered the altitude after flying out of the base. In this way, even if the base found that he did not return on time, he would think it had crashed and the searching work would last for a long time, enough to ensure that they arrived in Pakistan safely.

As if there was telepathy, when the helicopter took off, Smith also looked up and looked at the helicopter, as if he had a premonition.

There was a complex expression in his eyes, with dissatisfaction, anxiety, helplessness, and some expectations. He still remembered the company's basic principles. If the pilots were not all present, they would never fly! Armed helicopters cannot be flew only by pilots! The weapon operator in front also played an important role in flight!

Perhaps, he would also go on that path in the future. Smith finally shook his head helplessly and continued to supervise his most important project, the sculptor! This fighter was successfully developed with the help of Pakistan. Without the engine provided by Pakistan, this fighter may still be on paper now, or can only be tested with its own turbojet engine.

Almost at the same time, some employees in the company sneaked out of the company and got on the car waiting there. The cars quickly headed towards the airport, and their air tickets were ready in advance. This was a direct flight to Pakistan.

The helicopter continued to fly in the sky, crossed land, and reached the sea.

The blue sea surface was endless. Jackson had turned off the radio and now he was relying on the high-precision navigation device to continue flying forward.

The sea and sky were all the same. Jackson looked at the sea in the distance, and a cargo ship was sailing.

Continue to fly and you can see the top of the cargo ship with the Pakistani flag flying!

It was this ship! Jackson was a little excited. Now, the fuel in the helicopter was not enough to return to the base. He had to land on this pre-prepared freighter!

The armed helicopter continued to fly forward. After seeing the helicopter, several crew members on the freighter stood on the deck and shouted loudly toward this side.

Jackson operated the helicopter and circled the freighter.

This is a bulk ship, loaded with ore imported by Pakistani merchants from Africa, and is ready to be transported to Pakistan for refining. The top of this bulk ship is very flat.

Even so, in the air, the area on the top of the bulk ship is still very small, especially when there is no wind and three feet of waves at sea. Now the hull is shaking left and right while sailing.

After Jackson circled the cargo ship, he gradually caught up with the bulk ship from behind, flying forward while gradually lowering the altitude.

In fact, when the altitude decreased, the pilot's vision was blocked and he could not see the hulls on both sides. Jackson leaned to the feeling of flying while looking at the flag at the front of the deck, a sailor was waving there.

Slow, slower! Let the whole thing go!

"Dong." Finally, the landing gear hit the deck heavily, and the hydraulic shock absorption was almost pressed to the shortest. Then, it bounced a little longer, and finally, the other wheels also touched the deck.

"Okay!" Jackson turned off the engine, and several sailors came over and used steel cables to secure the helicopter.

Opening the glass on the side, Jackson got down from above and saw the Pakistanis around him greeting him friendly.

"Jackson, your skills are really good." A man shouted, and beside him stood a tall girl.

"Rick?" Jackson said, "I didn't expect you to be on this ship?"

"Sea sailing is too boring. You must need a few speakers to accompany you, right?" Rick said to Jackson. He went to Atlas Company many times, and Rick and Jackson also knew each other.

"Jackson, the cabin you live in is already packed, come here." Elina next to Rick said.

It would be a long trip, but Rick could only go back with the ship, because the cargo ship was also loaded with Pakistan's ballistic missile launchers and other equipment.

However, Rick didn't feel any complaints. President Mhamad would definitely be very happy after getting the armed helicopter back!

John, who brought various technical information, had already left South Africa at this time and returned to Pakistan on a Pakistani civil aviation aircraft. If there was only information, it would be very difficult to redevelop it. Now, with this helicopter as a sample, it would be much less difficult.

Pakistan will soon develop and shape an advanced armed helicopter! Rick watched the sailors quickly hooded the helicopter with canvas, with a smile on his face.

A month later, the St. Field freighter in Pakistan returned to the Karachi military port in Pakistan. Under the night sky, the goods loaded on it were unloaded to the port and then disappeared into the night.

Islamabad.

"Mr. John, you are very welcome to come to our Pakistan. All those who come with you will become our Pakistani nationality and enjoy the treatment of technicians." Mhamad said to the person sitting in front of him: "We Pakistan will set up a special armed helicopter project, with you as the chief designer."

"Thank you, Mr. President." John said to Mhamad: "Our life problems have been completely solved by you. We have no other concerns now. I promise you that our armed helicopter can be successfully finalized in up to two years."

John was very satisfied. All Rick promised him had already been fulfilled. He had a new house here, his family had arranged the arrangements, and all the technicians who came with him were properly placed.
Chapter completed!