Traveling through 1937, I came to fight against the Kwantung Army

Hot summer,

The glass of the observation shed at Edwards Air Force Base was lightly frosted.

Chief Engineer Walter Gray rubbed his fingers repeatedly on the metal window frame, and there was solder dust embedded in the cracks between his nails from last night's debugging of the radar seeker.

On the tarmac in the distance, the turbojet engine of an F-89D fighter jet was screaming, and two silver-gray AAM-N-2 "Sparrow" missiles under the wings had removed their protective covers, revealing their conical heads covered with sophisticated antennas.

The plane quickly accelerated, left the runway, rushed into the blue sky, and rose to an altitude of 10,000 meters!

"Falcon 3 is ready." Test pilot Jack Hamilton's voice came over the radio, with deliberately suppressed tension.

This is the "Sparrow" air-to-air missile, which is undergoing a full-process test with live ammunition for the first time. Fifty kilometers of airspace outside the base have been cleared. On the temporary target launcher in the desert, an unmanned QF-80 is awaiting the death sentence.

Gray stared at the echo signal jumping on the oscilloscope, sweat running down his spine into his woolen uniform.

Three months ago, the project team successively solved the two major problems of Doppler effect interference and pulse repetition frequency matching in the laboratory. At this moment, the draft papers full of formulas were rustling in his briefcase. When the radar locked the target, his Adam's apple rolled violently.

"emission!"

With the clanging sound of the hydraulic device, the missile on the left tore through the air and rushed out. The orange-red tail flame drew a fiery trajectory in the cold sky, and the radar antenna of the seeker head was like a sharp compound eye, continuously capturing the metal echo 3 kilometers away. The QF-80 target aircraft suddenly began to maneuver in a serpentine manner, and the observation shed was filled with gasps one after another - but the guidance fins of the "Sparrow" quickly deflected, correcting the trajectory at a suffocating acceleration.

When the fireball exploded in the belly of the target aircraft, Gray's glasses slid to the tip of his nose. The metal fragments were like blooming silver flowers, reflecting thousands of rays of light in the sun.

He heard his own heavy breathing mixed with the cheers around him, and his eardrums were hurt by the repeated "Success!". Technician Tom was so excited that he even knocked over the coffee cup on the table, and the brown liquid splashed everywhere, but no one cared.

When Hamilton flew the fighter plane back to the base, there was always a smug smile on his face!

In the desert, the burning wreckage of the target plane was still emitting smoke, and the remaining "Sparrow" under the wing was quietly waiting for its glorious moment.

At this moment, the history of human air combat officially entered a new era of the interweaving of electromagnetism and steel from the era of gunpowder and smoke of machine guns.

The news of the successful air-to-air missile test quickly reached the Pentagon and was reported directly to the President's Office!

White House,

Thick cigar smoke rolled in gray eddies beneath the chandeliers.

“What are the parameter performances?”

"Report to the President, the effective range is 5500 meters, and the speed can reach Mach 24. A total of 14 missiles were tested today, and of them hit the target!

Since the direction and speed of the target drone in the experiment are stable, we estimate that the actual combat hit rate should be able to reach 20%! "

President Eisenhower slammed his crystal whiskey glass down on his walnut desk, leaving a wet, circular mark on the report.

"Oh my God, we finally have the claws that can tear Haizhou apart!"

The five-star medal on his chest swayed slightly with his excited gestures, and the eyes that had once commanded the Normandy Landing were burning with a hotter light than during the war.

"This will be a huge weight on the scale of the Cold War!" Secretary of State Dulles' voice trembled slightly with excitement, and his bony fingers crossed the Asia-Pacific region on the world map. "When the pilots of Haizhou find that their fighter planes have become sitting ducks, their entire country will surrender to the U.S. military!"

Wilson's face was already full of smiles. The former Secretary of Defense who once headed General Motors pulled open his tie, revealing the sweat stains on his neck.

"In addition to air-to-air missiles, our surface-to-surface cruise missiles have also begun testing and are expected to be officially equipped to the troops by the end of the year. This time we must regain the dignity we have lost in the South Pacific!"

Eisenhower snorted coldly.

"In the first half of this year, our trade deficit with Haizhou reached 196 billion US dollars. From automobiles, construction machinery, shipbuilding, minerals, almost in every field, we are lagging behind our opponents! Now, it's time to get back everything we lost!"

Dulles also said,

"Since the establishment of the Maritime Treaty Organization, the confrontation between the Maritime Treaty Organization and NATO has intensified, and military conflict between the two sides is inevitable! The Haizhou State is in Japan and has repeatedly trampled on Japan's sovereignty. The Japanese Self-Defense Forces have long wanted to take action!"

Wilson said,

"Mr. President, I have good news for you. Starting this year, we will have a batch of achievements in the field of military research every year. The gap between Haizhou and the United States in the field of technology will become larger and larger!"

Eisenhower suddenly stood up, his eyes swept across the American flag next to his seat, and his voice was low but full of aggression.

"Minister Wilson, formulate a battle plan immediately. Within six months, we must unite with NATO countries to launch a global military offensive against Haizhou. This time, we must completely defeat the opponent. If possible, we will not rule out the use of nuclear weapons. My goal is to see this country on Earth again by this time next year!"

Dulles and Wilson looked at each other and simultaneously revealed wolf-like grins - they knew better than anyone that this missile that cut through the sky was not only a technological victory, but also a deadly wedge that would bring the entire world into the territory of American hegemony!

Haizhou Presidential Palace!

"Ding! The missile factory is 100% complete, and all production lines have officially begun production!"

Yin Xinjun looked at the missile factory in the space and finally smiled with relief. Today, it was finally completed, with a total of three production lines!

The first one is the air-to-air missile production line! Yin Xinjun gave the air-to-air missile a code name, "Fen Tian!" The range is 1 meters and the speed is 7500 Mach! The actual combat hit rate is at least 3.5%! The daily output is 25 missiles!

第2条，对地巡航导弹生产线！代号“破岳！”射程200千米，速度3.5马赫！实战命中误差半径在50-80米！每天产量200枚！

The third one is the anti-aircraft missile production line! Codenamed "Zhan Xiao!" Range of meters, speed of Mach 3! Actual combat hit rate of 3%! Daily output of 25 missiles!

Among them, ground-to-ground missiles and air-to-air missiles can be carried on warships and land launch vehicles respectively according to needs! Regardless of the launch platform used, the missile's radar guidance system, power system (rocket engine), warhead and other core components are universal!

"Tongzi, why are the accuracy of missiles so poor nowadays?" Yin Xinjun couldn't help but ask!

"Master, Haizhou's first generation missiles are all radar-guided, and this accuracy is already the highest in the world. Ten years ago, Germany developed various types of missiles, but because they are inertial guidance mode, the accuracy is lower, so they are not very meaningful in actual combat!"

"My missile accuracy is already the best in the world?"

"Master, please don't question me! I represent the world's top technology!"

Yin Xinjun looked at the various parts used in the missile factory. Basically, they were common parts that could be mass-produced at present, so there was no need to draw drawings!

His heart was filled with joy as he stared at the world map. It seemed that it was time to deal with those bastards once and for all!