Rebirth of the 1980s: The Military Industry Empire

The Indians definitely wouldn't proactively talk about MiG-25s flying over the plateau. After all, it's a blatant illegal invasion of another country's airspace, and they're self-aware enough to know that. They've already reaped the benefits, so they'll keep quiet.

As long as the Chinese don't say anything, no one will know in the short term. After all, this kind of cross-border reconnaissance activity has only just begun.

Therefore, Pierre at this time simply doesn't know Qin Yang's true intentions. In order to compete for the F-16 bid, Dassault is going all out. They've even coordinated two engines for testing, so what are two missiles?

Pierre nodded: "Okay, I'll coordinate two of the most advanced Super 530F missiles for you! But you'll have to provide the target drone!"

"Of course."

And so, in the coldest season of winter, Qin Yang, wearing a newly bought down jacket, stood at Gongga Airport at an altitude of 3,600 meters. The intense sunlight made it difficult for him to open his eyes, and in the oxygen-deprived environment of the plateau, he felt his breathing was restricted.

However, the most unbearable thing was the piercingly cold wind. This down jacket seemed to have turned into a piece of paper, unable to withstand the bitter cold outside at all.

"Director Qin, you look very cold? Do you want to wear a military overcoat? When it comes to resisting the cold, a military overcoat is still the best. This down jacket, ah, it's still not good enough," said Old Lin.

Old Lin could actually say such a long string of words continuously? Qin Yang was very envious: "Old Lin, I'm much younger than you, but even I, I wouldn't dare to finish speaking all at once."

"Fighter pilots have a larger lung capacity than ordinary people, and I've been here before," said Old Lin.

"Been here before?"

"Yes, ten years ago, the 6th Aviation Division was the first to go to the plateau and station at this airport. At that time, four J-6s came, but the invincible warriors on the plains became useless on the plateau," said Old Lin. "I also came along at the time and even flew a few times. The final conclusion was that it really wouldn't work, so we withdrew."

In the coastal areas, from the Northeast to South China, there is a military airport every few hundred kilometers, but in Tibet, it has always been a blank. The air force's J-6 was already the aircraft with the highest thrust-to-weight ratio, but it still couldn't be deployed here.

Only a third-generation fighter with a higher thrust-to-weight ratio has this capability! Although the Mirage 2000's engine is a single-rotor, its performance is still much better than that of a second-generation fighter.

"If this Mirage 2000 can go to the plateau, perhaps we can really tighten our belts and buy a few," another air force leader said.

"If the Mirage 2000 can go, then, then our twin-engine Qiang-6 modification can go too," Qin Yang said, "With that money, it's, it's better to put it into our imitation project."

As they spoke, a roar came from the sky.

A beautiful tailless delta-wing Mirage 2000 fighter, accompanied by a four-engine Y-8 transport aircraft, arrived late.

Without any unnecessary maneuvers, the Mirage 2000 landed smoothly. When the cockpit canopy opened, the pilot in the front cockpit raised his hand and waved to the crowd, but after waving a few times, he felt that he couldn't breathe and his vision went black. He quickly grabbed the front windshield.

"Instructor, are you alright?" said Ge Wenyong, the pilot in the rear cockpit.

"I'm fine." French pilot Camara waved his hand. Could he say that he suddenly lacked oxygen? He was a pilot! His physical fitness should be the strongest.

The Y-8 also landed, bringing other personnel and aircraft maintenance equipment. Pierre also came along. The moment he stepped out of the cabin, he felt the piercing chill.

"This is really a terrible place. You won't find another one like it anywhere in the world!"

"That's right, this is the highest altitude airport in the world. Our Mirage 2000 should be able to conquer it, right?" Qin Yang put on a military overcoat and picked up an oxygen cylinder. He couldn't act tough at this time.

"Of course, no problem. As long as we go through the normal preparation work, we can get the Mirage 2000 to fly," Pierre said, panting.

The ground crew from France simply couldn't adapt to this environment. Just after getting off the plane, most of them collapsed. So the Chinese ground crew who stayed here began to get busy. Each of their faces had the plateau red. They dedicated their most precious youth to the motherland. Now, they were taking on an important task again.

"Qin, when do you plan to start the testing?"

"We hope that the Mirage 2000 can first conduct several takeoff and landing tests. After the takeoff and landing are no problem, then we'll load missiles for target practice. The target unit is still on the way and we need to wait a few more days."

"Okay, I…"

"Let's go inside and rest for a while," Qin Yang pointed to the barracks behind him.

It's very inconvenient for the Chinese to station air force on the plateau. Not only is the performance of the fighters worse than on the plains, but also various supplies have to be transported from below, which is very inconvenient. But it's much easier for the south. Their air force bases are all on the plains of Assam and Bengal. Even the Bareilly Air Force Base, where the MiG-25s are stationed, is less than a thousand meters above sea level.

Sumeet Mukherji walked into the base commander's office with a light step. After returning from his last mission, he was welcomed like a star and became the hero of the entire base.

"Commander, do you have any instructions?"

"I've already seen your leave report. Normally, with your merits, you can take leave at any time. However, we've recently discovered some new situations that require you to carry out another aerial reconnaissance mission."

Mukherji stood at attention and saluted: "Yes, I am willing to carry out any mission!"

"According to reliable sources, the Chinese are testing the Mirage 2000 fighter. They are trying to buy this advanced fighter. Moreover, I heard that they are also trying to deploy it on the plateau."

This kind of thing can't be hidden from the Indians. After all, they also have a large number of French-made fighters and have a good relationship with France. Dassault might even deliberately leak this information to stimulate the anxious Indians to quickly buy a batch.

Mukherji's expression suddenly changed: "They want to deploy it on the plateau, is it to intercept us?"

"I don't know, so I need you to fly again and fly over all the places where the Chinese are setting up airports in the plateau area, so that we can check whether they are really deploying fighters."

"Okay, when do I fly?"

"Three days later."

"Why do we still need to wait three days?"

"We have to wait for the new batch of tires imported from the Soviet Union to be put on your plane before you can fly."