I Created Scientific Magic

Chapter 413: Chapter 401: Do you also wish the fighter jet could fly as fast as light?

Just as Orlando and the others were eavesdropping, Lydia, controlling the first generation fighter aircraft above, had gradually become familiar with the “big toy” beneath her. She soon began the combat testing!

Lydia pushed the throttle lever all the way forward, accelerating the engine to its limit before diving down.

The entire aircraft was like a giant eagle plunging from the sky at high speed, stirring a loud whooshing sound, which was immediately masked by the blast of the machine guns on both sides of the wings!

The magic-reinforced stone surface of the ground was immediately pitted with holes. Lydia, immensely excited, pulled at the airplane, shifting from a rapid descent to a swift ascent, the fighter jet whizzing past just thirty meters above the ground, causing Orlando and the others to watch with hearts in their mouths, terrified that the contraption would lose control and plummet down…

Their concerns did not materialize, as although it was Lydia’s first time flying an actual fighter plane, her piloting skills were by no means weak. She easily completed the hazardous maneuver of flying close to the ground and, before she completely left the ground behind, opened the bomb bay on the underside of the aircraft, dropping several incendiary bombs down…

Accompanied by piercing explosions, approximately a quarter of the runway’s surface was instantly engulfed by the fierce White Phosphorus Fire!

To achieve extreme speed, the fighter aircraft’s carrying capacity was limited, containing just enough fragmentation bombs for this one attack.

However, according to their original design, this contraption was not supposed to have a bomb bay at all, since the primary task of the first generation fighter plane was to deal with threats from the sky, leaving the rest to the airships.

The purpose of constructing it, it was evident, was to deliver another massive weapon…

At this moment, in the valley, Vittorio, Orlando, and the surrounding Alchemists who observed for a while were all extremely satisfied with the performance of this new type of aircraft.

Only Lynn looked at the fiery runway with craters in it, his face revealing a hint of helplessness.

You’ve bombed the runway, so what about landing?

Lydia, who was up high in the sky, relishing her shooting results, also suddenly realized this point. As the designer and maker of the fighter plane’s blueprints, Lydia was well aware that it had to take off and land on a very smooth surface, or it would mean a catastrophic crash.

In this valley, besides the newly magic-restored runway, everywhere else was soft, uneven soil, interspersed with trees, nowhere suitable for landing.

All Lydia could do was to continue circling in the sky, waiting for the Wizards below to repair the runway. However, after several loops, there was still no movement.

Just as she was getting ready to fly back to the royal capital out of frustration and prepare for an emergency landing in the city square, Lynn finally stepped in using magic to quell the burning flames, and he repaired the damaged runway to completion.

After the fighter plane safely landed, the previously overjoyed Lydia was left only with a sense of relief.

“The fighter plane is very fast; it’s an advantage, but sometimes also a downside. At such high speeds, even colliding with a bird could lead to disaster…” Lynn warned gravely.

Lydia’s talent in engineering was beyond question, but when she got carried away in excitement, it was easy for her to lose track of sense, which was a big taboo for pilots.

Perhaps it would be wise to consider adding a parachute or something, to be used in an emergency, coupled with magic like the Slow Fall Technique, to allow pilots to preserve their lives in dangerous situations.

Most of the time, the person controlling the weapon is much more important than the weapon itself…

The higher the level of industry, the more this is the case.

“The ascending and descending of this new type of aircraft requires a runway, which is quite a flaw,” Vittorio suggested. Since the aircraft is made of metal, perhaps electromagnetic magic could be tried on the fuselage to use electromagnetic propulsion to send the fighter straight into the sky.

“You mean electromagnetic catapult launch?” Lynn immediately understood Vittorio’s idea but shook his head, rejecting the notion. “This aircraft is too slow, its instantaneous acceleration far from sufficient. Being sent straight into the sky, crashing down would be the only outcome!”

The technology of electromagnetic catapult launch would be applicable to hypersonic fighters that reach several Machs, or even tens of Machs, using jet propulsion, which can accelerate instantaneously enough to support the craft’s flight.

Save it for the propeller planes!

Seeing his suggestion dismissed, Vittorio was not bothered, but what truly puzzled him was Lynn’s perception of the new aircraft, with a speed of three hundred and sixty kilometers per hour, as too slow.

If that’s considered slow, then what on earth could be called fast?

Couldn’t possibly be expecting this steel box flying in the sky to run as fast as light, circling the continent seven and a half times a second, could you?

Orlando and others also came forward with various suggestions for improvement, which was the reason Lynn had invited them.

Some of these suggestions were wildly imaginative and utterly illogical, but some were indeed practical ideas.

Such as the optical invisibility already implemented on airships and adding a laser weapon to the fighter plane

Both could significantly enhance the survival and combat capabilities of the fighter without adding too much weight or affecting the aircraft’s performance.

The happiest was naturally Lydia. In her view, the biggest flaw of these fighters was not the need for a runway for landing, but their poor combat endurance!

There was only a single use of White Phosphorus Fire, and if the machine gun were used continuously, the ammunition would last only one minute. Once exhausted, it would lose the capacity to attack and could only be used for reconnaissance, otherwise, it would have to return to base for resupply.

This is the so-called few hours of flight, one minute of joy…

But with a laser weapon added, it would be different. After exhausting the ammunition, you could still engage the enemy ‘up close’, much like a bayonet on a musket.

Now that’s the sort of battle that can get one’s blood boiling!

Under the brainstorming and suggestions of a group of alchemists, a magic improvement plan was baked in just a couple of hours.

Of course, inscribing the alchemy Formation onto the aircraft, plus subsequent tuning, would take another week’s time.

“Doesn’t that mean it won’t make it for the upcoming battle?” Lydia said gloomily. She had stayed up several nights in a hurry to make it in time for the first battle!

“Conquering the capital doesn’t need something as high-end as a fighter plane,” Lynn said with a smile. Their opponents were merely a bunch of nobles from a kingdom who would change sides like weathercocks at the slightest opportunity.

It would only be when they actually invaded the empire that the aircraft would truly demonstrate its formidable power.

And what use is one fighter jet anyway? To ensure air superiority, a squadron was the bare minimum!