My Apocalypse Fortress Vehicle

As the color of the aurora faded away, it was like a piece of dye thrown into the ink, slowly fading away all the colors, only being stained with pitch black.

The night sky gradually became normal, without green light or any weird and bewitching sights. Only some stars were still shining, trying hard to burst out with a faint white light.

No moon, no clouds. There was only the low, dark night.

This weird day is finally over.

Fortunately, Huang Qiang's matter did not bother Gu Zhuo for long. Huang Qiang woke up the moment the aurora completely dissipated and the day passed completely.

After he woke up, he did not fall into madness again, but was surprised at why he was tied here.

Akashi asked him if he still remembered what happened, but Huang Qiang just shook his head. He only remembered the first time he saw the aurora after getting up in the morning and leaving the stone hall.

He couldn't remember everything that happened next, including the golden substance and the ancient Sumerian language.

Chaoying speculated that Huang Qiang's brain used a self-defense mechanism to remove memories that might harm Huang Qiang from his mind, causing him to lose his memory. This is actually a good thing.

In short, Gu Zhuo saved himself a trouble.

After not eating for a day, everyone felt belated hunger after the aurora passed. They ate something hastily and planned to rest.

Gu Zhuo and Chao Ying returned to the Doomsday Fortress and looked at the time. It was not too late. It was not long after twelve o'clock. Gu Zhuo thought about it and used the exclusive contact device given to him by Feng Hongxi to make a call to him. past.

Unexpectedly, Feng Hongxi answered the call instantly.

When he saw it was Gu Zhuo, he didn't look disturbed and asked in a good mood:

"Gu Zhuo, why are you looking for me so late at night? Do you need any help?"

Gu Zhuo nodded and answered him straight to the point:

"Yes, I really need your help with something. Do you have any metal materials over there?"

"Of course, you can get as much as you want. I stocked up on a lot of metal materials before the end of the world, enough for several factories."

"I wanted to ask you to bring some over, okay?"

Feng Hongxi smiled when he heard what he said, nodded, and returned:

"Of course. I will send someone to deliver it to you tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, as much as you need."

Gu Zhuo thought for a while and asked the mechanic in his mind how many more materials were needed to build the base designed by Chaoying. After getting an accurate answer, he informed Feng Hongxi of the amount of materials.

That's not a small amount, and it's impossible to get it easily. What's more, Feng Hongxi has already sent several fighter jets to Gu Zhuo today. Gu Zhuo originally thought that he would reduce the amount of food he wanted.

Unexpectedly, Feng Hongxi only hesitated for a moment and immediately answered:

"No problem at all. It's just that I have to prepare a little and send someone to deliver it to you the day after tomorrow. How about it?"

Hearing this, Gu Zhuo was very surprised by his attitude. He didn't expect him to agree so readily and neatly. He nodded and said:

"Of course. Thank you for your help this time. If you treat me with sincerity, I, Gu Zhuo, will definitely remember it. I always repay kindness."

"Haha, I know. We are all friends now, so there is no need to be so polite."

Feng Hongxi waved his hand,

"Is there anything else you need? Are there any shortages of supplies or something?"

"No need, just metal materials are enough."

"good."

The two briefly exchanged greetings, and then Feng Hongxi hung up the phone.

Feng Hongxi said that he would send someone to deliver the materials the day after tomorrow, and Gu Zhuo planned to wait for the daytime to make simple modifications to the four fighters based on the original ones. You know, he had always had the fantasy of transforming fighter jets.

After talking to Chaoying about his plans, the two discussed the modification ideas. Gu Zhuo already had his own set of ideas and was just waiting to start during the day.

...

During the day, Gu Zhuo got up early, but Jia Sheng and others had not woken up yet. It was probably because the shock they suffered yesterday still had lingering effects, so they took a rare nap.

Only Gu Zhuo, with a clear goal in mind, went straight to several fighter jets after waking up.

The two J-20s sent by Feng Hongxi are both two-seater versions. The two-seat version of the J-20 has greater flexibility and maneuverability than the single-seat version of the fighter.

Not only that, the J-20 fighter also uses an integrated large screen in the cockpit and is equipped with a more accurate high-tech detection system. In actual combat, the J-20 can detect targets without relying on radar.

In addition, according to Gu Zhuo's understanding, in terms of range, the J-20 has a range of 4,000 kilometers. Coupled with its unique aerodynamic design, it appears more flexible and maneuverable when performing tasks in the air.

In short, these two J-20s still have strong capabilities even if they are not modified.

But Gu Zhuo is far from satisfied with them. The first thing he needs to change is the J-20's engine.

Its engine originally used the Russian-made AL-31F engine. Gu Zhuo used a mechanic to scan it and found that the current J-20 uses a domestically produced turbofan 15B engine.

The advantage of this kind of engine is that it has a longer life and stronger thrust.

Not only that, with the super thrust of the turbofan 15B engine, the J-20 can reach the speed of sound and even "sonic boom".

Unexpectedly, the two J-20s were already equipped with turbofan 15B engines. Gu Zhuo originally thought that they were equipped with turbofan 10B engines at most.

But the turbofan 15B also has shortcomings. It consumes a lot of fuel and is very expensive to build.

Gu Zhuo modified the two engines and reduced their fuel consumption. While reducing fuel consumption, it also reduces the loss on the engine itself when burning oil, thereby extending the life of the engine.

The process of upgrading the engine is actually very complicated and troublesome, and there are many technical obstacles that are difficult to overcome. The modification of an engine requires the joint efforts of many generations of engineers, but Gu Zhuo only spent one minute with the help of the machinist.

After modifying the engine, Gu Zhuo turned his attention to the weapons and equipment of the J-20.

The J-20 is equipped with a total of six missiles, each with its own purpose.

Not only that, the external hardpoints of the fuselage can also be equipped with cannons, but this requires sacrificing stealth capabilities to increase the bomb load.

The Pili 10 missile it is equipped with is its core air-launched weapon.

The Thunderbolt 10 uses infrared guidance, has a total length of 3.7 meters and a diameter of 20 centimeters. It uses a solid engine and can reach a top speed of Mach 4.

The missile, like the J-20, adopts a canard layout. It can still operate at an overload of 15G at an altitude of 10,000 meters. It is a super killer against fighters equipped with vector engines.

Generally, when launching this kind of super missile, the pilot must ensure precise aiming to achieve excellent guidance effect.

This is why the cost of J-20 pilot helmets is also high. Because the J-20 pilot's helmet uses a helmet sight, which replaces the general screen display.

With the help of a mechanic, Gu Zhuo naturally does not need to rely on a so-called high-tech helmet.

Six missiles were not enough for Gu Zhuo, so he installed four rocket launchers on the J-20. In this way, the J-20 has truly become a fully armed steel beast.

Just looking at it is useless. Gu Zhuo needs to actually experience the control feeling of the J-20 to speculate on what areas need improvement.

Thinking of this, he covered his body with the war machine instead of a flight suit for protection, and then he got on a J-20.

The mechanic scanned the J-20 and took control of it.

Then, with Gu Zhuo's thought, the J-20 took off smoothly.