Military patrol cars circled the Flight Research Institute's test-flight area, clearing it out. Any suspicious-looking spot was thoroughly checked.
At 9:45 a.m., several military vehicles drove in from outside.
Mr. Truman was dressed unusually today. He had put on a military uniform bearing the rank of colonel.
This was the first time Lin Qi had seen the president like this, and he was somewhat surprised!
In uniform, Mr. Truman seemed exceptionally sharp and capable, like a veteran officer of considerable caliber. One could even imagine the booming voice he would have when his temper flared.
Lin Qi quickly pulled his wandering thoughts back, shook hands with everyone, and then began introducing the jet fighter waiting on the tarmac for its test flight.
Actually, even if these people had not come, the Flight Research Institute had recently been planning a test flight to collect more concrete data.
To ensure that this test flight would not turn into a "disaster," Lin Qi had arranged for young, uninjured veteran pilots to take part, in order to prevent accidents.
After all, before this thing took to the sky, no one knew what it was really like.
"Why don't I see a propeller?"
"Did you hide it?"
Pelius was the first to notice the problem. The others merely felt that... there was something strange about the aircraft, but they could not say exactly what.
Only after Pelius pointed out the absence of a propeller did they realize that it really had none!
The engineers then began explaining the advantages of the jet engine to them and giving them a basic introduction. Its greatest advantage was simple: speed.
That might have been the only advantage anyone could find in a jet fighter.
Its fuel consumption was high, its manufacturing technology was difficult, its material requirements were