Chapter 1792 Success
Constant was right about this.
The current internal combustion engine also burns fuel, but in the cylinder, the cylinder block is made of iron, there is a heat sink outside, and the piston is made of iron or aluminum. At the same time, only one of the four strokes is burned, and the other three , There is no high temperature and high pressure environment, so the piston can also dissipate heat in the back and forth.
However, the newly studied jet is different. The turbine blades at the back are always at high temperature. If there is no suitable high-temperature material, the turbine blades will burn out quickly, and its life will be quite short.
As an excellent technician, he is acutely aware that the material is the first problem they will encounter when starting the design. In contrast, the design of the turbine is not so important.
Just because he couldn't find the right material, Constant made no progress. Just like in history, Edison had to test so many materials in order to invent the electric light bulb. He also needed to find the right material.
What if even a German prototype was obtained?
Even if it uses the most advanced means to analyze the elements in the turbine blades of the other party, it is still impossible to produce it without knowing the production process. It has no other effect except to provide its own ideas.
When he heard this rhetoric, Hoover was immediately disappointed.
And he can also imagine that when Mr. President hears this news, he will be even more disappointed. If the jet cannot be developed quickly, then the United States will not be able to fight in the next war!
And now, he didn't know that the fighter plane that had been acquired was burning into a pile of scrap metal. The American intelligence officers present were also blown up by 20mm cannon bullets, and their bodies were broken into pieces. Meat, Germany's revenge, came very violently.
Only the medical cart remained.
"Quick, quick, quick!" In the medical car, a leading captain kept urging: "They dare not attack us. As long as we reach Frobisher Bay in front, we will be safe."
Baffin Island is also sparsely populated. The airport they choose to simulate is even more inland. Now, they have to travel more than 100 kilometers to get there.
At that time, as long as they enter the urban area, they can shake off the plane on top of their head, and they can also easily take a boat and leave here.
The car was advancing on the ice sheet. Although the speed had reached the maximum, the captain was still uneasy. With the bombing of the airport and the destruction of the plane, the prisoner in their hands was the final result.
Several military doctors checked the prisoner's body, and there was nothing serious, just fainted and should wake up within a few hours.
Finally, I gradually saw the city ahead. At the same time, it was getting dark outside. As winter approaches, the night here will get longer and longer. As long as it is dark, the other party will not be able to see it!
At this moment, suddenly, there was a huge rumbling sound in the distance. Looking to the side, the side window had been covered with a thick layer of frost. He took a card and scratched the top of it hard. Frost, I can see clearly now that they are two strangely shaped planes with a large turntable on the top, which is spinning with a whimper, very similar to the helicopters in Da Vinci's writings.
As if to confirm his guess, the plane actually hovered, then slowly descended, just ahead of their road, less than a meter above the ground, and stopped firmly.
A rope dangled from above, and a well-armed soldier named Ming slid down smoothly from above.
"Quick, go around!" In an instant, the captain knew that the trouble was big, and it must be the Germans who came to intercept their own side and save their pilot!
The driver was also ruthless, gritted his teeth, turned the steering wheel, and the car left the rough road and went to the side.
The wheels were in the snow, rolling out deep ruts. He stepped on the accelerator to the end, and the car was moving forward with difficulty in the black smoke. At the same time, those who got off the helicopter lined up in a row. The skirmish line is rushing towards them quickly!
After the other party came down, he put down the sled from his back, and he actually skied over!
The German special forces are so adaptable. When they were training in Finland, they mastered the skills of skiing proficiently. It will walk like a fly.
Now, Morris was at the front, paddling the snow as if flying on the snow, heading for the white medical cart.
"Quick, quick!" cried the captain.
The driver's accelerator had reached the end, and he was also very anxious. At this moment, suddenly, there was a particularly loud resonance in the car, and at the same time, the car stopped moving.
Nope, the wheels are stuck!
A wheel was idling, digging through the snow pockets, getting bigger and bigger, sinking the wheel deeply into it, the driver drove forward, couldn't, and then reversed.
Just when the car started to reverse, there were already people outside.
"Get out of the car, get out of the car immediately!" Morris shouted to the people inside with the automatic rifle in his hand.
It was simply too easy, not like a special operations mission at all, it was just a training exercise that went smoothly.
The door of the car opened, and the Americans came out one by one with their hands up.
Morris didn't care about them, and when everyone inside came out, two soldiers went in, carried the pilot Ted out, and headed for the helicopter.
Soon, the helicopter took off again, rolling up the surrounding snowflakes. It took only ten minutes before and after, and it was clean and neat, leaving only these Americans in the snow, staring at the helicopter in shock.
After tossing for half a month, I ended up like this. Most of the people involved in the operation died, and nothing was found, only the wreckage of a plane.
The roar in the sky disappeared, and Baffin Island entered darkness and calm again, and in the rear, when he heard the news, Donovan could no longer restrain his anger.
After Donovan finished venting, the adjutant on the side said cautiously: "After all, we still got the wreckage, and the wreckage is also meaningful for us to study. Also, only one of the two attacking planes reached us. The camouflaged base, where did the other one go?"
This matter is not over yet. After all, there is another plane that was attracted away from their base by its own side. At the same time, the navigation during the return flight was disturbed. Maybe it got lost?
Yes, to find this plane, wouldn't it still be able to complete the mission?