The MiG-29 is a front-line support light fighter designed by the Soviet Union's Mikoyan.
In the late 1960s, in response to the US FX program, the Soviet Union developed its own advanced fighter program, PFI.
Later on, this plan was divided into two parts: light and heavy. The light fighter was the MiG-29 and the heavy fighter was the Su-27.
The MiG-29 made its first flight in 1970 and entered service in 1983, while the Su-27, which was developed at the same time, was not put into service until 1986.
As a front-line support light fighter, the MiG-29 is already very excellent, but precisely because its goal is to be a support fighter, it also has its shortcomings: short range and no fly-by-wire flight control.
The combat radius is only 600 kilometers.
In actual combat, apart from shooting down Soviet fighter jets and NATO bombers and reconnaissance aircraft, there have been no instances of shooting down fighter jets of other systems.
A total of more than 1,600 MiG-29s were produced before the collapse of the Soviet Union. This number is only comparable to the F16 among third-generation aircraft, but it took several years for the F16 to reach this number.
Before the collapse of the Soviet Union, the economy encountered great difficulties, and the MiG-29 was the first advanced fighter jet to start foreign trade.
The Soviet Union was in urgent need of funds, so it was ready to open up the arms trade market with its former enemy China, and the MiG-29 was the one it strongly recommended as a fighter jet.
Of course, at that time, China did not know that the Soviet Union also had a heavy fighter called the Su-27.
At that time, China's main fighter jets were the J-7 and J-8, both of which were light fighters, so the idea of introducing the MiG-29 was not very urgent.
What China needs is heavy fighter jets.
China couldn't produce it itself, and couldn't get it from the West or the Soviet Union at the time, so it could only dream of developing heavy fighter jets.
"I got a piece of intelligence from across the strait saying the Soviet Union has a new heavy fighter jet. I wonder if the military has any ideas about it?"
Wan Feng stated his purpose.
Although Wang Zhongyuan was from the navy, he still knew a little about fighter jets. Hearing this, he asked in surprise, "Are you telling the truth?"
"Of course it's true. How could I dare joke about something like this? This fighter jet was secretly deployed by the Soviet Union two years ago, without a single leak. If the Soviet Union hadn't been facing huge economic problems right now, this fighter jet probably wouldn't have appeared at all. It's called the Su-27, codenamed Flanker."
"If what you said is true, I will report it immediately."
"Absolutely true. I also brought some technical specifications of the fighter jet from the other side."
"Wait a minute! I'll go and notify them right away."
As a troop stationed in Sijitun, we certainly have communication tools to contact our superiors.
Wang Zhongyuan hurried to another room and returned to this room about ten minutes later.
"The intelligence you sent is extremely valuable. The military attaches great importance to it. The general will be here soon."
"Is my grandpa coming? That's great!"
Wang Zhongyuan was upset. Your mother has the same surname as your grandfather, so his grandchildren must be all over the world.
It was not until this time that Wan Feng noticed that Zheng Song was not in the room.
"Where is Zheng Song?" Wan Feng asked Zhang Xian.
"Is there any need to ask? Of course I went to Zang Yunli's house in the evening. She's doing well now. Zang Yunli's mother already treats him as her son-in-law. She would cook something delicious and call him over immediately."
"I'm afraid this kid is just like that. He forgets everything now that he has a wife."
"You're being a bit presumptuous. Zheng Song has been working very hard since he came back."
This was news that made Wan Feng feel relieved. As long as he did his job well, Wan Feng wouldn't mind if he went to heaven after get off work.
The next morning, Wan Feng and Han Guangjia prepared to return to Heihe.
Even if the general came, he could only fly to Heihe to meet Wanfeng in Heihe, so he had to go back to Heihe to wait for the general.
At this time, Zang Yunli and Qu Yuan also came here to make breakfast, and Li Guangyin also came with his wife.
It's natural for two people to be intimate when they meet.
"Haha, have you taken over all the goods piled up in the freight yard? That's not easy!"
"Don't even mention it. Our people are all exhausted. We didn't get a holiday until the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month."
In 1988, the Xiaojin New Year fell on the 28th day of the 12th lunar month, which is the 29th day of the 12th lunar month in ordinary years.
"We finally cleared out the overstocked goods across the border, but during the Lunar New Year holiday, we had another overstock. We cleared out the overstocked goods when we reopened, and now we're back in business again. I haven't had any free time at all."
"I guess you don't have time to do anything with your wife. I see your wife's stomach doesn't seem to be feeling any symptoms."
"That's the bad thing about you, kid. Why do you always go off the deep end within three sentences?"
"What nonsense! My words just now were so pure, yet you can even associate them with something vile? That shows that your heart is dark and lustful."
Li Guangyin was speechless: "As a liar, you always have something to say. My wife and I have only been married for three or four months, how could it be so fast?"
"You didn't plant it in advance at all? They say that seeds planted in advance will produce fruit with stems."
"Nonsense, there is such a thing?"
"How was it last year?"
"Not bad, I made more than 70,000." Li Guangyin said happily in a low voice.
"That's fine. When these jobs stop at the end of the year, you can rent a shop in Hongmaoji and open a motorcycle shop. As long as you take over Yanjiang Township and some of our Corps, you'll have enough to live a comfortable life."
Li Guangyin slapped his thigh and said, "If you hadn't mentioned the motorcycle, I would have forgotten. Where's the motorcycle you promised to sell me at a low price?"
"Ah? When did I agree to it?" I forgot about it again. It doesn't matter if I forgot it. I can deny it.
Li Guangyin beat his chest and stamped his feet: "Can't a man have a little bit of integrity?"
"Haha, I forgot. I'm getting old, I can't remember every little thing, right? Besides, why are you in such a hurry? You'll open your own shop next year, so you can ride anything."
"Do you think selling motorcycles is profitable? Seven or eight thousand each, how many people can afford it?"
"You have to start any business first. You won't make money just by calculating at home. You might not sell much in the first two years, but it will be enough to get by. After two years, when the border reopens, you can even sell your motorcycles to the other side!"
Li Guangyin was puzzled: "To the other side? The Soviet Union is so industrially advanced, will it want our motorcycles?"
"The Soviet Union has developed heavy industry, but it can't make good motorcycles. You'll find out when you try it. I'll give you an agency in the Heihe region, and you can just wholesale it."
The Soviet Union's motorcycle industry was not developed at all. It was okay in the two-stroke engine era before the 1980s, but it was completely outdated when motorcycle engines fully entered the four-stroke era.
Decades later, its motorcycle market was occupied by Japanese brands and Chinese brands such as Lifan and Zongshen.
Of course, after Wan Feng appeared, this market was naturally occupied by him, and others had to stand aside.
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