Under the sky, the f404 turbofan engine produced by eight GE rolled past the Lemore Naval Base with the high-frequency whistle unique to the new generation of military aviation engines. △￠

On the ground, countless exhibitors who were completely stunned were all tilted their heads and their necks were raised, and their eyes were closely following the four standard blue angel-painted f/a-18 Hornet fighters.

The twins, who just felt bored because of the ordinary aerobatic flight of the Italian Tricolor Arrows Aerobatics team, no longer chatted with Liang Yuan, but instead focused on the clear sky.

A moment ago, after several interspersed and vertical rolling and cross-movement, the four-plane formation of Blue Angels finally showed the style of a top flight performance team.

At a low altitude of 1,500 meters from the ground, four f/a-18s form the signature formation of the Blue Angel Flying Show Team - a dense formation of diamonds, and form from west to east along the direction of the airport runway.

When the fleet arrived above the airport runway, four densely formed f/a-18 fighter jets seemed to be shadowing each other, and made two uniformly rolls. This set of miracle-like actions immediately ignited the atmosphere at the exhibition site. The huge noise soared into the sky, and even the aero engine that was whistling loudly in the sky could not be suppressed.

"How is this possible!"

"That's amazing!"

The excited twins grabbed Liang Yuan's arm tightly

When the f/a-18 fighter jets form a diamond formation, the distance between each aircraft is only about 40 centimeters, which is a real distance between them and within reach.

The wingspan of the f/a-18 Hornet fighter is 13.62 meters, which means that when the fighter maintains a diamond-intensive formation, if an f/a-18 fighter in the formation deviates from the formation level more than 3 degrees in the flight axis, then the collision is bound to happen. The rolling rate of the f/a-18 is about 180 degrees/sec. When the entire diamond formation is rolling overall, the fault tolerance reaction time for the pilot is only 0.017 seconds.

The controllable neural response limit of modern humans is around 0.1 second, and 0.017 seconds has far exceeded the physiological limit of humans. In other words, the special action made by the Blue Angel Flying Performance Team is uncontrollable in principle. However, the fault tolerance time of 0.017 seconds is not only a huge test for the pilots of the plane, but also a comprehensive challenge to the stability of the aircraft's aerodynamics, communications, and control systems.

If it weren't for the deep understanding of aircraft performance, this kind of dancing on the blade was basically similar to seeking death. Behind the seemingly simple stunts was an extremely strong industrial foundation and technological strength, and the entire planet had no semicolon except America for the time being.

Of course, from the side of this flight stunt, we can also see that the US Navy Blue Angel Flying Performance Team, the standard for selecting pilots is not the excellence of personal physiological indicators, but rather the consistency and stability of the overall quality of the team members.

This time, the Tiger Society public opening day flooded tens of thousands of viewers. Although there are not many more professional military fans like Liang Yuan, the general good and bad are still well-known.

After the Blue Angel Flying Performance Team rolled in intensive formations, the atmosphere on the scene was still boiling, and even the two girls temporarily put down their worries about their father and devoted themselves to it.

For thirty minutes, the blue angels soaring in the sky formed a group of groups and landed on the extremely wide runway at the Lemore Naval Base.

After the exciting performance of the Blue Angel Flying Show Team, the unlucky British Harrier became a cannon fodder to calm the mood of the audience.

"After the Harrier, the God of War in the air from the Republic will fly the most advanced fighter plane on this planet, bringing the most real and passionate shock to the audience on the scene..." The tweeter was filled with magnetic American baritone, which was full of energy, inciting the atmosphere on the scene.

Listening to the temporary tweeters in the air show venue, extremely sensational commentary and interlude words came from time to time, a wry smile appeared from the corner of Liang Yuan's mouth.

The "pearls" of the Blue Angel Flying Show Team are in front, and the U.S. Navy is destined to be much clearer than Ning Lei. All Ning Lei's choices probably won't run beyond the expectations of the U.S. Navy.

What should Uncle Ning do to avoid being overwhelmed by the extremely shocking Blue Angel Flying Show Team just now... Who said that foreigners are straightforward and honest and unscheming? This kind of praise is simply too easy, Liang Yuan complained secretly.

After rubbing his forehead, Liang Yuan sighed helplessly. He was just a military fan. Not to mention the ace, he was just a trump card. Even compared to the real pilot, he was too slack to be no longer slack. No matter how well he was simulated, it was a different matter with real fighter flying. It was unreliable to judge something when you understand the lack of surrounding conditions.

However, the two girls were quite ignorant and fearless. They were not worried about Ning Lei who was about to take off in a moment. Instead, they discussed with Liang Yuan that the rolling movements made by the Blue Angels flight performance team were all independently completed by the pilot themselves or were carried out semi-automatically with the assistance of some electronic equipment.

In recent years, with the rapid development of Hong Kong-based power collectors in microprocessor business, the two girls' understanding of the microelectronics industry has also increased day by day. In the eyes of the two girls, this kind of high-speed movement is not bad at all, and it is almost at its peak, and it is inseparable from processor control.

"Xiaoyuan, do you think the f/a18 Bumblebee fighters just now have some special autonomous driving equipment? It's incredible to make coordinated rolling at such a close distance." Ning Wanjia asked with some doubts while pulling Liang Yuan's arm.

Looking at the clear eyes of the two girls, Liang Yuan grinned and said, "I hope so too, but there are probably no special electronic equipment. In fact, the key to the rolling action just now is not to reflect the individual speed of the pilot, but to the consistency between the various aircraft and the pilot. In other words, whether it is the pilot or the aircraft, it is necessary to strictly detect on the ground that the error between the teams is less than a very small limit value when they make some action."

Liang Yuan said while pulling out the large mobile phone from Ning Wanjia's backpack. After calculating for a while using the simple calculator that comes with the phone, he said: "The error tolerance time of the diamond formation is only 0.017 seconds. The degree of coordination between pilots in terms of movements is almost the same as that between Jiajia and Feifei."

After hearing what Liang Yuan said, the two girls understood a little, and Ning Wanjia said casually: "Xiaoyuan, flying quadplugs should look difficult to find."

"Sister, stop talking about such a shameful problem. There are tens of thousands of pilots under the US Navy alone. It is not difficult to find seven or eight people with similar nerve reflex arcs from so many people. The difficulty of this matter is not humans. The difficulty lies in the accuracy of the test instruments and the scientificity of the selection method." Ning Wanfei, who was practicing martial arts, revealed the key points of the Blue Angel Flying Performance Team in one sentence.

"Xiaoyuan, do you think the August 1st flight team of Dad's Air Force can fly out of the Blue Angel's level of action?" Ning Wanfei asked curiously.

"It has nothing to do with the quality of the pilot. Unless the formation distance is extended and the fault tolerance space is increased, it is impossible to fly the current J-7 fighter jet." Liang Yuan said firmly.

Although Cheng Fei's J-7 fighter is much better than Baye, who has a very unique aircraft and an independent parts warehouse, it is still very far from the same batch of products with the same operating quality requirements, not to mention that the current craftsmanship of the F/A-18 fighter of the Blue Angel Flight Show Team is basically the same as the later models of the J-1A fighter of the Republic of later generations.

Although the two girls didn't know that Ning Lei frequently encountered air stops while driving the J-8, and almost lost his life at the beginning, they grew up at the edge of the airport since they were young and knew the approximate quality of the Republic fighter jets.

Sighing, Ning Wanjia said, "If the plane can, our flight performance team can fly out that kind of action."

"It's better to rely on the Navy than to rely on the Bayi Jiajia. With Uncle Ning's qualifications, it will never fall to the point of catching the Bayi Flying Performance Team in any case. If others lead the team..." Liang Yuan laughed a few times.

Even if the Republic Air Force changed into J-10 in the future, it would be like dreaming to fly pure air-optimized fighter jets out of the stealth strategic bomber Shen Yun's ability to surpass or reach the level of the Blue Angel.

"Pig Head, my dad's colleagues are not as unbearable as you said."

The two girls knew that Liang Yuan had never had any good opinions about the Republic Air Force, otherwise he would have conspired with Tang Wan to rob the first batch of F14 fighters that the Air Force deserved.

The three of them chatted casually about the flight performance. Suddenly, an extremely loud noise came from the southwest direction. Liang Yuan and the two girls stopped talking, raised their heads and looked in the direction where the sound sounded.

In the southwest corner, a common vertical hangar door with a large gray arc dome in a base is slowly lifting. A few seconds later, facing the noon sun, a fiery red conical radar fairing slowly poked out from the main entrance of the hangar, and then a golden bird peck with a bent barb appeared. Below the bird peck, a five-toe spread out with a golden claw like a blade, and was exposed to tens of thousands of exhibitors with huge engine roars. (To be continued, please search for astronomy, the novel is better and faster!

ps: Returning from a business trip, make up for the sins

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