The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

In the dark prison, the room was a bit cold. The vulture hugged his knees and leaned against the wall, staring at the solid iron door.

It was very quiet outside the door, even the sound of footsteps falling on the ground made him nervous.

He knew the power of his gun. If it hit the head, the fatality rate would be 100%, and if it hit the chest, the fatality rate would be 80.00%. He couldn't figure it out.

Where did that young man get the strength to make such violent movements that he knocked himself unconscious even though he was clearly shot?

The trembling fingers passed across the bump on the forehead. It has been several days and it has not subsided. It is still standing on the skull. Even if I touch it with my fingers, there is still a dull pain.

Yes, he actually doesn't know how many days he has been locked in there. No matter it is day or night, except for the window that is opened when delivering food, there will be a bunch of light. Now, if he wants to see the sun, he can only dream about it.

He's going crazy.

"What do you want to do? I have said everything that needs to be said!"

The clenched fist knocked on the thick iron door, making a dull sound. No one paid attention to him, as if they had forgotten about him after the interrogation was over that day.

"Mom, damn it, I can't go back, I'm going to die here!"

Covering his cheeks with his hands, the vulture was about to cry without tears. Why did he accept this damn mission? No one told him that the seagull was also shot down.

If he had known earlier that effective air defense measures were in place, he would never have stepped into that cabin.

A few kilometers away from this confinement room was the U2 that fell with him.

The broken wings, the turbofan engine that was covered in black ash after burning, and even the two landing gears with only the hubs left, after being pieced together, showed almost what they looked like when they were complete.

Even the instruments in the cabin, including the throttle lever, are where they should be.

The whole thing looks dilapidated and has completely lost the value of repair. However, a group of scientific researchers in white coats are constantly conducting scientific "research" on various parts.

"You can make this thing by just stretching a measuring tape?"

Zheng Chaoyang put his hands behind his back and kept scanning the various parts of the plane wreckage. He turned his head and looked at an old man from the capital. Seeing that he even used a tape measure, he scratched his chin and asked.

"You don't understand this. Only by measuring the dimensions can you see its aerodynamic layout. Not to mention, this one is much better preserved than the previous one. The previous one was burned down to its skeleton!"

The advantage of a place with a large number of people is reflected here. The wreckage was saved in time, and the research direction was revealed for these white coats with a more satisfactory body.

"What a pity, the engine still burned out!"

The old man adjusted his temples and looked at the engine exposed outside the belly of the plane, his eyes aching, even though he knew that even if it fell from the sky, the engine would be damaged.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Have you found what I want?"

Looking at the group of white coats, Zheng Chaoyang felt as if he was in a hospital again. Even his nose was filled with the smell of disinfectant. He lowered his eyes slightly and said to the old man.

"Fortunately, I found this thing in the basket sent by the villagers later. Normally, this thing should be destroyed before parachuting!"

The old man stood up staggeringly, hammered his lower back, and then led the way.

After opening several doors, he reached the office inside and took out the things Zheng Chaoyang needed from the safe. "The lens is completely broken. The camera is too sophisticated and it is difficult to repair it with our technology. But this negative is still intact!"

He opened the box in the safe and took out a B-type camera about the size of a basketball from the cotton. On the front lens, if Li Feng had been at the scene, he would have recognized the Huawei phone he had used, next to its rear camera. , also has the same logo.

Leica(Leica)
The entire U2 reconnaissance aircraft cannot carry any weapons, because its largest and most useful weapon is the camera under the belly, which is also the most sophisticated instrument in the entire aircraft.

This plane, so to speak, is for this dish of vinegar, and the dumplings made are completely designed to serve it.

What does the lens resolution capacity of 1 mm mean? It means that in photos taken at an altitude of 4000 meters, an altitude of 5000 meters, and an altitude of 9000 meters, people walking, newspaper headlines, and the road can be distinguished. cigarette butts.

In the 60s, it was so scary, this was Laika.

A U2 is equipped with 8 high-precision lenses. The film that the old man handed to Zheng Chaoyang weighed half a catty alone.

It was heavy not only with the film, but also with Zheng Chaoyang's heart.

Carefully pull it open a little and look at the light. All the buildings and roads in Shanghai are reduced into this palm-sized film. It is as clear as this. It is just the first picture, but in the palm of your hand, it is a whole roll.

The film was from Kodak, and Zheng Chaoyang knew this logo because it was also available in China.

Whether in the eyes of the old man, a scientific researcher, or in the eyes of people like Zheng Chaoyang, who walks in the shadows, this imaging technology is a heaven-defying technology.

"Clairvoyance!"

Those who work in intelligence are too greedy for this kind of technology. If you go around the world, you will find no secrets, and you still have to spend huge manpower and material resources.

"Not only is it clairvoyant, but now it also has ears!"

The old man opened another safe. The metal objects inside were slightly deformed, but the whole thing was still preserved.

"This should be the latest model of radar tracking device. The last one has not been installed yet. This one has it. It seems that they have learned to be cautious!"

The old man rubbed the surface of the machine, looking at it like a treasure that could not be concealed. Even Old Zheng got goosebumps when he saw it.

"I'm going to develop these photos. Do I need to sign them?"

These things are much more precious than those placed outside. He carefully put the film into the calfskin box. Lao Zheng couldn't wait to see what the purpose of this plane was.

"Sign here. I heard that the pilot is under your control. I hope to meet him some time. The operating principle of that machine is still unclear and I need his cooperation!"

The old man slowly took out the record book from the safe, opened it and poked the signature place with his finger, but at the same time he also made his request to Zheng Chaoyang.

The pen that Lao Zheng was signing suddenly stopped and he nodded slowly. The pilot is still in the hands of the Investigation Department and has not been handed over to the brother units. As long as their demands are not too excessive, he is willing to break through the new technological blockade as soon as possible.

Before leaving, I brought the camera I brought with me. I stood on a high place, looking down at the roughly shaped U2 and took a photo.

The relevant publicity departments have been waiting eagerly for a long time.

The complete photos of the wreckage and the photos of the pilots are, to them, a sharp sword piercing the opponent. (End of chapter)