Eagle Sauce: The 055 destroyer was launched into the sea just after the founding of the country?

Thompson,

Howell suddenly turned to the CEO of the broadcasting company, his voice low and authoritative.

"I hope this fighter jet will be put into mass production as soon as possible."

"Whatever it takes, understand? Funding is not a problem, I'll take care of it with Congress."

Thompson's face lit up.

"Mr. T&T, we have prepared the production line and are just waiting for your order."

“If funding is secured, the first operational units could be delivered within six months.”

"No," Howell shook his head, "too slow."

"I want to see the first F-15s enter service with the Air Force within three months."

"The Dragon Kingdom's military expansion is exceeding our expectations, and intelligence indicates they are developing new missile systems. We must maintain air superiority."

The generals exchanged worried glances.

“Mr. President,” the Air Force Chief of Staff said cautiously, “accelerating production may affect quality control…”

"Then increase the number of quality inspectors," Howell interrupted him. "I don't care what method you use. I want these fighters to be in service as soon as possible."

“The Chinese are establishing an air defense identification zone in East Asia, and if we don’t respond quickly, we will lose all our influence there.”

He walked down the viewing platform and headed towards the F-15 that had just landed.

The test pilot had just opened the cockpit and taken off his helmet.

Howell nodded and said, "Nice flying, Captain."

“What do you think of this fighter?”

The test pilot saluted: "Mr. President, this is the best fighter plane I have ever flown, bar none."

“Its responsiveness, acceleration, and handling far surpass those of current aircraft.”

"If I were to fly it and engage enemy aircraft, I dare say I could fight five of them alone and come out unscathed."

Howell patted the test pilot on the shoulder and turned to face the group of officials and military personnel following him.

"Gentlemen, what you have just witnessed is the future of aerial warfare."

"The F-15 will redefine the concept of air superiority. I want everyone to understand that this program is second only to the nuclear weapons program in priority."

He took one last look at the silver fighter, his eyes gleaming with cold determination.

"From this day forward, the Dragon Nation's dream of air superiority will be permanently ended."

"I want to let them know who is the real overlord of the sky!"

……

In January at the Great Wall Military Factory, the cold wind was blowing outside the window, and the dead branches were swaying in the wind.

Fang Yu's office was as warm as spring, and the radiator on the wall made a slight buzzing sound.

Various technical drawings were scattered on the table, and a cup of strong tea had cooled, leaving a light brown mark around the rim.

Fang Yu stared intently at the submarine-launched missile design in front of him, drawing precise lines on the paper with the pencil in his hand.

Suddenly, the office door was pushed open with a sharp creaking sound.

Wang Changhai almost stumbled in, his face full of anxiety.

His breathing was rapid and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, despite the freezing cold outside.

"Oh no, Xiao Fang!" Wang Changhai gasped as he handed a red-covered internal document to Fang Yu. "Something big has happened!"

Fang Yu put down his pencil and frowned slightly.

"What's wrong? Why are you so flustered?"

"Xiao Fang, look quickly," Wang Changhai pointed at the document, his voice trembling slightly, "The Eagle has developed a new aircraft, which is said to be even better than our JF-17..."

"The day before yesterday, over the East China Sea, our JF-17 went to intercept, but we were completely no match!"

Fang Yu took the document doubtfully and opened the first page.

When he saw the blurry photo attached to the internal reference, his fingers involuntarily tightened.

F-15?

This is impossible!

The outline of the silver-gray fighter jet in the photo is clearly visible - double vertical tails, large wings, and hawk-like nose.

Despite the limited shooting angle and distance, Fang Yu recognized at a glance this fighter jet which would not have appeared until the 70s in his original time and space.

“What…what’s going on?”

Fang Yu muttered to himself, his eyes fixed on the detailed description of the document.

According to internal records, a few days ago, this unidentified new Eagle fighter appeared outside the East China Sea Air Defense Identification Zone, and the Longguo Air Force immediately dispatched two JF-17s to intercept it.

However, when the JF-17 approached the target, the Eagle fighter showed amazing maneuverability and acceleration, easily shaking off the JF-17's tracking.

What's worse is that it actively approached the JF-17 in the opposite direction and simulated several attack postures, as if showing off its superior performance.

Fang Yu's fingers traced over the estimated technical parameters on the document: top speed could exceed Mach 2.5, ceiling over 2 meters, combat radius over 1000 kilometers...

These data are almost identical to those of the future F-15, and even better in some aspects.

Eagle sauce was actually developed more than ten years in advance?

This doesn’t make sense…

Fang Yu put down the documents, stood up and walked to the window.

Outside the window, white smoke was still coming out of the factory chimney, and the workers were busy as usual.

But he knew that the world had changed quietly.

“It’s my butterfly effect…”

Fang Yu whispered, his eyes becoming sharp.

"Our JF-17 spurred them to develop the F-15 ahead of schedule."

Wang Changhai looked confused.

"What's the butterfly effect? ​​Xiao Fang, do you recognize this type of aircraft?"

Fang Yu did not answer directly, but walked quickly back to his desk, took out a notebook from the drawer, and quickly flipped through it.

This is the future military equipment data he recorded after traveling through time. It is densely packed with the technical parameters and weaknesses of various weapons.

"Although the F-15 is powerful, it also has fatal weaknesses,"

Fang Yu's finger stopped on a page, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Although its radar is advanced, its resistance to electronic jamming is limited."

"Also, although its maneuverability is excellent, it is greatly reduced at low altitude and low speed."

Wang Changhai approached the desk and looked at Fang Yu's notes curiously.

"How do you know so much? The plane just took off."

Fang Yu closed his notebook, his eyes revealing a determination.

"Brother Wang, please contact the Military Commission immediately and tell them I need to urgently report on a new research and development plan."

His voice was deep and powerful.

"Since the Eagle Sauce has taken action in advance, we must also prepare in advance."

He turned and walked towards a world map hanging on the wall of his office, and lightly tapped his finger on the East China Sea.

"Tell them I want to develop a weapon system specifically for the F-15."

“No, it’s not just weapons, it’s a whole set of countermeasures.”

Wang Changhai looked at Fang Yu's resolute back and nodded: "I'll contact them right away."

Fang Yu stood alone in front of the map with a deep look in his eyes.

History has changed, but that doesn't mean we have to fall behind.

Since the F-15 was born ahead of schedule, the J-10 and J-11 can also be released ahead of schedule.

Even that plane seems to be able to appear earlier...

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his fingers swept across the sky above the East China Sea. This battle had just begun.