The F-22 Raptor is a new generation of heavy-duty stealth fighter jointly designed by Lockheed Martin, Boeing and General Dynamics.
It is also what experts currently refer to as the "fourth-generation fighter jet."
It will become the main combat aircraft of the 21st century.
The main mission is to obtain and maintain air superiority in theaters, and will be the successor model of the F-15.
The above annotations are excerpted directly from Baidu Encyclopedia by the author, who is myself.
I believe that some viewers will mercilessly despise me.
Of course, I am a thick-skinned person and I can't stop it.
Closer to home, the race on Mount Fuyuna is about to begin, and the on-site personnel of each team are using walkie-talkies to confirm the track conditions.
"This is a U-shaped hairpin bend, and no vehicles pass by."
"This is Lizard Bend, no traffic passes by."
"This is the S4 curve, there are no vehicles."
"This is the foot of the mountain.
There was a car heading towards the top of the mountain just now, but it was probably just passing by."
Song Wen's expression changed at the top of the mountain, and he stepped forward to take the walkie-talkie from his teammate: "At the bottom of the mountain, what kind of car came up just now?"
"It's a Honda family car, a very ordinary white one."
“Is it a civicxi?”
The man at the foot of the mountain was stunned: "Yeah, that's right, it's Honda CE."
When he said this, he seemed to vaguely remember something.
When he said the last few words, his voice trembled a little, which was a tremor of excitement and excitement.
Xiao Xi beside Song Wen seemed to freeze, and the cigarette in his mouth fell to the ground, "No way, it's him, he's really here."
There was a lot of commotion in the team present.
Six years ago, the mysterious car that only appeared once, the mysterious driver who drove the Honda CE to kill the "Ice Warrior" 8 and then disappeared, the legend. drivers in When the foreigners of the Red Death saw their opponents talking excitedly about something, the tense atmosphere just now disappeared immediately.
One of them asked curiously: "Sure, what's going on with them?"
Cheng Dongliang had naturally heard the story of Master Mao.
It was absolutely impossible to say that it had no impact on his mood at the moment, but he still pretended to be calm and replied: "It's okay, it's just that they hired a master. , I just thought I could save the situation.”
By this time, the news had spread.
Although Master Mao was just driving normally on his way up the mountain, everyone looked at him with admiration, as if this godly man was much more handsome than ordinary people even if he turned a random corner.
The manager of the gas station was sitting in the passenger seat and also noticed something was wrong: "Brother, you are actually here to compete, and you are also a very good player."
Master Mao was still pouring coffee into his mouth: "Just be a little better than these boys."
"And your car, although I don't understand what the F22 you are talking about is, but just sitting in the passenger seat I can realize that if it runs at full speed, this car is no joke.
You have this instrument.
The dial is too ridiculous, the speedometer, tachometer, oil pressure, water temperature, all have been changed into inexplicable things, and what is the red button over there?"
"Boss, you were once a driver, right?
So why do you like this kind of mountain race?"
Master Cat suddenly asked.
The store manager didn't answer, but looked at Mr.
Cat.
He wanted to hear the young man's opinion in front of him.
Master Mao smiled and continued: "Is it to attract the attention of girls when you were young?
Do you think it's cool to pretend to be a driver?
Or is it just because of the sense of accomplishment when conquering the mountain road?
Everyone is more or less involved with these three things, but real riders will not run for this reason.
Those who can really reach the top, those who can become legends, they are just driven by instinct, burning Just keep your own blood.
I can hear the prey clamoring arrogantly.
If their self-esteem is not torn to pieces, the king of beasts will not be satisfied."
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The store manager shed a cold sweat.
He had previously described the Red Death's GT-R as a bloodthirsty beast eager for prey, but now it seemed that there was something even more terrifying at the top of the food chain.
If the gt-r is like the god of death holding a sickle to harvest life, then Cat Master’s ce is like the king of hell who is hidden but can send you to the eighteenth level of hell at any time.
"He's coming to the top of the mountain, it's the legendary Honda ce" The crowd was boiling.
From the captains of each team who were pretending to be calm, to the beauties who didn’t know anything about racing and just came to see the handsome guy with the beautiful car, they all looked at the civilian Honda driven by Master Mao.
He was the only one tonight. main character.
"Boss, can you send it here?"
"Brother, I don't know your name yet, but I want to win."
The store manager turned around and said before getting out of the car.
"Does that need to be said?"
Mr.
Cat smiled evilly.
Song Wen took the lead and greeted him: "Thank you very much for coming."
Mr.
Cat waved his hand: "No need to say, where will the Eight-Nation Allied Forces come to take death?"
Xiao Xi smiled dryly at the side: "You really haven't changed at all."
Mr.
Cat looked at him for two seconds: "Who are you?"
"Damn, you forgot about me like that."
Xiaoxi stood aside and kicked the dust with his feet, his back showing the vicissitudes of life: "Ah, I was indeed regarded as a supporting character who only appeared in a few chapters and was never heard from again."
"You guys seem to be very leisurely."
Cheng Dongliang also came over: "Now that you're done talking, let's move out of the track.
It's almost time to start the competition.
The audience is impatient."
Master Mao glanced at him: "Ah, your opponent is you, you look like a minion, it's boring."
"Who do you think is the gangster?"
"Ah, don't get excited.
Your appearance is like that of a supporting character in Fist of the North Star.
After you appear with an extremely arrogant expression, you will snap in one or two shots."
Cheng Dongliang really didn't know what to say to him.
After all, even professional complaints like Wang Xu had no effect in front of Mr.
Cat, let alone him.
"Let me explain the rules."
Song Wen stood in the middle of several drivers: "Both sides sent six cars to compete, three races each uphill and downhill, six races in total, two were time trials that started at the same time, and two were time trials that started at the same time.
Taking turns to start, sudden death after overtaking, and the last two uphill and downhill races, the contestants decide the rules and methods based on the previous race conditions, and the team that lost more before has priority.”
"No problem."
"ok" Everyone is already eager to try it.
Those who run on mountain roads don't care about the rules at all.
What they want is the excitement and pleasure of chasing.
The first uphill time trial pitted Italian youngster Chino against deon team’s ace Cui Jian.
As acear's signal came from the intercom, the game started after a five-second countdown.
Mr.
Cat was bored lying in the car drinking coffee, as if he didn't care about the outcome of others.
Xiaoxi sneaked into his car and said, "Hey, didn't you once say that I wasn't interested or that you had no talent or something to be cool?
Why are you here again today?
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Is this mountain still haunted?"
"Don't worry, I'm here just for fun today.
The main thing is to show you what it means to be scary."
Many bad scenes seemed to flash before Xiaoxi's eyes: "Are you going to tear off the driver's hand at the corner again to grab someone else's fixed wing?"
Mr.
Cat smiled and said: "At that time, the horsepower was limited, and there was no other way.
But this time is different.
This car," he said while caressing the leather steering wheel intentionally or unintentionally, "I have already adjusted it well."
That loli six years ago is now a woman."
Although it is not his original idea to compare a car to a woman, the evil look on his face when he speaks is really easy to misunderstand.
"What on earth did you do?
I don't think something is right about this dashboard."
"You put the 8's engine into the 5.
I did something similar.
I just put the F22's engine into the Honda."
"Hey, I've never heard of any car model with the abbreviation F22."
"Of course, because it's a fighter jet."
"Are you kidding me?"
"Of course not.
Technically speaking, this kind of modification is very difficult, but it doesn't bother me.
I have several mechanical friends, and the FBI has recently granted them parole."
"Do you know what you are talking about?"
Master Mao shrugged: "Forget it if you don't believe it.
In fact, it's not difficult to develop some military technology.
It all depends on people.
Unfortunately, many people in this world like to take everything for granted.
If they don't do it, they assume it's impossible."
Xiaoxi looked at the terrorist in front of him and was thinking about whether to call 110 or call the mental hospital directly, when cheers came from around him.
"What's wrong?"
Xiao Xi came to Song Wen's side.
The latter frowned and said, "Cui Jian has lost."
"Have you been dumped so quickly?"
Song Wen shook his head and lit a cigarette for himself: "I hit the guardrail and I'm out."
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