Scholars in the courtyard

While the three were communicating, a tank was dragged by a tank tractor at the factory gate and stopped at the gate with difficulty.

There was a man in the truck who was wearing a shabby military uniform, with oil stains on his body, and he was very embarrassed.

"Open the door, hurry up."

The visitor spoke in a rude manner. The security officer responsible for guarding the door looked at the visitor and did not come forward to argue.

The main thing is that they all know this person since he has been here so many times.

"Section Chief Feng, why are you here again?"

The officer from the Security Section came forward to ask. Section Chief Feng patted the Type 59's rolled steel shell angrily when he saw it. The banging sound represented his inner anger.

"Everything goes wrong all the time. It's a minor illness. But what's going on with the engine?"

"I stopped running within an hour before I turned off the engine."

"If I didn't come here to find you, where would I go to find you?"

Section Chief Feng said with a sideways glance. The security officer also knew the general situation and knew that there must be something wrong with the factory equipment.

There is no way, this kind of thing has happened a lot in the past two years.

One time I went out for a drill, and half of the 59s were parked on the side of the road. Pedestrians passing by thought they were resting, but in fact they were all abandoned on the road because of something wrong.

Since then, there has not been an exercise of this scale here.

The factory personnel who got the news quickly ran out and sent the faulty tank to the repair room.

"Where's your director?"

Section Chief Feng looked at several people in the workshop busy dismantling the tank and asked Lao He next to him.

Lao He looked around and found that the director hadn't come back yet, so he explained, "I was called to a meeting by the factory director just now!"

"There's so much going on!"

Section Chief Feng said something, then looked at the tank, "Old He, what's going on with your engine?"

"The Type 59 used to have no malfunctions, just minor problems. But now you see, they have to be inspected and repaired every three days."

"This time the engine stopped even more. What's going on?"

Lao He listened to Section Chief Feng's complaints and couldn't help it. He would not know until he checked now.

"We have no choice. As you know, the engines we use now are all made by ourselves. We haven't fully digested the technology yet. It would be good if the materials can be put to use. What can we do?"

After hearing Lao He's explanation, Section Chief Feng didn't say much.

This is a national condition and there is nothing he can do about it.

"When will it be repaired? I'm still waiting to go to work."

"Tear it down later and take a look!"

Section Chief Feng had no choice but to wait aside.

When the director returned to the workshop, he saw the Type 59 being disassembled and his heart sank.

"Lao Yu, you are back."

A familiar voice came from the side, and Director Yu immediately saw Section Chief Feng running over, with a forced smile on his face.

But I was on guard. The last time this guy came, he bought a new one from them in the name of repairing the tank, saying it was for emergency use.

But the tank he finally repaired was driven back again. Repeatedly, the factory lost a tank in vain.

"Lao Feng, I didn't expect you to come here."

"Haha, Lao Yu, I was just thinking of looking for you. Come on, help me quickly and see what's going on. Can it be fixed?"

"If it can't be repaired, you have to get me a new one. Your factory director had an agreement with our leaders back then."

Old Yu rolled his eyes, "Why don't you go talk to the factory director?"

"Forget it, it's our business, don't bother the leader."

Section Chief Feng smiled, then looked at the dismantled parts, revealing the engine inside, and asked curiously, "I'm not telling you, Lao Yu, this engine has been around for so many years, don't you want to replace it with another one?"

"Everything goes wrong these days. Isn't there anything better in our country?"

Director Yu looked at the scene, turned around and said seriously, "Don't tell me, a machine factory in Sijiucheng made an eight-cylinder diesel engine two days ago. I heard it's pretty good and can reach 800 horsepower. How about you Contact me?"

Section Chief Feng was stunned when he heard this.

But he quickly reacted, "Lao Yu, you are dishonest."

"I can still tell the difference between the eight-cylinder one and the twelve-cylinder one."

"Speaking of which, the performance of our production is quite good."

Southern Fujian.

Continuous stretches of mountainous land are undulating here, and the winding mountain roads cannot be seen disappearing after inserting into the mountains.

And among these mountains, a tent suddenly appeared.

In the large tent in the middle, the situation of the exercise was constantly gathered, and then specialized personnel explained the current battle situation.

"I didn't expect that when you put a heavy truck on a rocket launcher, it would be so sharp."

"As expected of the Cyclone Troops."

The old man who spoke showed his short hair like a steamed bun and a steel needle, and he was very cheerful.

But the person he praised looked calm and felt very unhappy.

"Old Han, where did you get all these heavy cards? Why don't we have so many?"

Lao Han, who was sitting opposite, glanced at me and said, "Lao Zhu, just take advantage of this and behave yourself."

Lao Han did not answer Lao Zhu's question, but replied unconvinced.

Lao Zhu didn't care, "Haha, I can't help it, that's how this tractor is used. Our bison has gone into the mountains, so naturally it becomes wilder."

The busy staff in the headquarters heard the conversation between the two men holding guns and sticks, and they all moved away to make room.

"Hmph, don't be proud."

"This tractor is indeed suitable for fighting in this situation, and it also caught us off guard, but, haha."

Lao Han didn't explain clearly, which made Lao Zhu frown on the side. His intuition told him that Lao Han was up to something.

Sure enough, after a while, a group of tanks were announced by the command to appear on the battlefield.

The direction of the march seemed to be the mountainous area where the tractor was located.

‘This is bad. ’

Old Han glanced at it and continued to sneer.

"Bing, not squad leader."

The soldiers behind him ran over, very nervous.

At this moment, he was sitting on the wild boar forklift and was sleeping with his eyes closed.

This time I finally got on the last bus for this exercise. I thought I could pick up some soup from behind and talk to my comrades when I got back.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived, he became a peripheral worker, and the forklift he drove was even more useless.

When he heard someone calling him, Liu Jun quickly opened his eyes, and then asked slowly, "What happened?"

"Tanks, there are a lot of tanks outside in the mountains."

"Huh? Did you see clearly?"

"Squad leader, I'm lying on the tree and can see clearly with a telescope. There should be thirty or forty cars."

When Liu Jun heard this, he immediately understood that the other party was here to clear the money.

At the moment, the bison are scattered and hiding in various places in the mountainous area, preparing to wait for the next round of orders. They cannot be organized at all, and they cannot complete the order in a short time even if they run.

"Old Liu, what should we do?"

The deputy monitor came over to ask about the situation.

"Old Shi, you take two people to inform the people behind you. Let's block here."

"good!"

After all, this was a drill, not a desperate effort, so the class deputy immediately led the people into the forest behind.

Liu Jun was relieved when he saw this.

Then everyone was called together to ask for their opinions.

"Squad leader, let's fight them. We would rather die than be prisoners."

Being captured, you will lose someone if you go back after this exercise.

Might as well die fighting.

Liu Jun saw this, his military spirit was ready, and then he looked around, and suddenly looked around the corner, with a smile on his face.

"What is the climbing angle of this Type 59?"

"58!"

Someone answered quickly and Liu Jun nodded.

"Then, dig a trench and earth wall for me as quickly as possible."

"Xiao Wang drives the forklift, and the others are digging holes behind. Dig hard for me."

"yes!"

Soon, shovel after shovel was being dug and pushed under the push of the shovel.

Soon, when the rumble could be heard, bursts of roar came from the foot of the mountain ahead. With the blessing of the valley, the echo was very loud.

"Get the wild boar out of the way and keep digging."

"The others are ready, hide them."

After a while, a 59 with the lead rushed over. Because the mountain blocked the turning point and it was not clear, it hit the mound in front of it.

The strong weight directly knocked a piece of fresh dirt forward, carried the pile of dirt for a certain distance, and then stopped the car.

The tanks behind them stopped one after another.

The accompanying infantrymen jumped out of the vehicle to check the situation.

"what happened?"

"Report, there are mounds of soil blocking the front, and there is a deep trench behind."

"Our tanks can't get through it."

The commander frowned after hearing this, then walked to the mound in front of him in three or two steps, looked at the newly dug soil, and looked around.

At this moment, a clear voice sounded, and everyone was shocked.

And immediately, a cloud of blue smoke came out from the commander's back.

At the same time, the overwhelming sound of shooting came from the ridges on both sides.

Although there were less than ten people, the momentum was astonishing.

In the headquarters, Mr. Zhu walked anxiously, looking uneasy.

In comparison, Old Han was confident. What he sent out was a powerful mobile force. The tractor on the other side that could not run fast was definitely no match.

While the two were waiting for the final result, the director's department sent the latest information, and the two hurried forward to check it out.

For a moment, the two people's reactions changed.

Hahaha

Lao Zhu smiled so much that tears almost came out.

But Lao Han's face was filled with frost.

The above is the latest notice, saying that the blue team's rapid force was blocked at the foot of the mountain by an earth wall and a reinforced squad. It took half an hour to annihilate the guarding 'enemy' personnel.

Then there was the demolition of the earthen wall to fill the hole.

By the time all this was done, their target would have already arrived.

Not only did they come, they also targeted this army.

Immediately, the director team sentenced all these people and equipment to be 'killed' and 'destroyed'!

"Trash, a wall of earth stopped the entire rapid detachment? Trash!"

Old Han sat aside and sulked.

Lao Zhu saw it and came over to comfort him, "Lao Han, don't take it seriously, it's just an exercise."

"It just so happened that I took this opportunity to practice and made mistakes. I just need to correct them."

"snort!"

Lao Han said disdainfully, "You can just say it, my little whirlwind hasn't moved yet, and we don't know whether we will win or lose."

Zhu Lao shrugged and went out to use the toilet.

Lao Han looked at Lao Zhu leaving, sat back on his chair, and said to himself, "If this tank really comes to the battlefield, wouldn't it be a living target?"

"It still needs to be improved."

Machinery factory, workshop.

After confirming that the eight-cylinder diesel engine was successfully produced, the workshop did not continue production.

First of all, if there are not enough materials, at least until the third machine department and the first machine department send them, the machinery factory will not have reserves.

Of course, after the subsequent design is completed, the demand for these resources will be greater.

If you want to produce it at that time, it won’t be possible without support from the First Machinery Department and the Third Machinery Department.

"Gong Liu, try this material and see if it works."

Yang Xiaotao held a yellow, bumpy steel plate in his hand and handed it to Liu Daming in front of him.

After Liu Daming took it, his first feeling was that it was not light and heavy compared with the material used to make the cylinder piston last time.

Without saying much, Liu Daming began to operate the machine tool and start processing.

But not long after, Liu Daming came over carrying a semi-finished piston, "Mr. Yang, where did you find this board?"

"What's wrong? Isn't it okay?"

"Well, look at the gaps in the processing. It's obvious that the fusion is uneven. Moreover, the material itself has problems, and the piston made may not be suitable for use."

Yang Xiaotao nodded, "This is the result of the alloy research team a while ago. I didn't expect that it still wouldn't work."

"It seems that there is still room for improvement."