~Date: ~November 06~

,nbsp;Harvey Port.

At the berth of the "Far East Vanishing", the pier crane was hanging a dark green truck from the ship to the dock. At the pier, except for the workers recruited by the French African colonies busy working on the dock, several French overseers looked at the car hanging in the air and cast a curious look.

“A truck made in China?”

When one of the supervisors asked questions, the five-colored stars on the truck door clearly reminded them that these trucks belonged to the Chinese Expeditionary Force and were not unfamiliar with this kind of military emblem. In fact, just a few weeks ago, more than 100,000 Asian soldiers with five-colored stars on their heads entered the port here.

Now, they saw this military emblem again, and at this time, the object that attracted their attention was the dark green trucks on the dock. The trucks were completely different from the American trucks they were used to. These trucks seemed to be stronger and of course they were larger in size.

Fully enclosed carriage!

Well, you don’t need to endure the biting cold wind of winter anymore!

Just after seeing it for the first time, the driver of the car on the dock, Jean Lunell, had already seen one of the advantages of the truck that had just been disembarked. For Jean Lunell, who had driven in the north, he knew clearly how important this seemingly inconspicuous place was when winter arrived.

For any driver in the north, winter is never easy. The cold wind in winter is very biting, especially when cars are driving at full speed. Even though many cars have canvas cradles, the canvas cradles are leaking everywhere. The Chinese trucks in front of them obviously do not have this disadvantage.

"I don't know, how good is this kind of car?"

Jean Lunell muttered in his heart that although France now sells a lot of Chinese goods, in his opinion, China may be the kind of country that makes industrial products such as cans, silks, flours, biscuits, toys, clothing, light bulbs, etc. It is obviously unlikely to make cars.

In the end, when Jean Lunell made a judgment in his heart, he said something from his mouth.

"Maybe it was an American car imported from China!"

No matter how you look at it, it is hard for Lunell to believe that this long-headed truck with a simple and sturdy chassis, solid leaf spring suspension, sleek cab and beautiful air intake grille are unforgettable cars made in China, and he prefers to believe that it is an American-designed truck.

“This is 100% made in China!”

At this moment, a voice came from behind him. When he looked back, he saw a middle-class official. The young officer smiled at him, perhaps noticing the doubts on his face, and then said.

"Do you want to take a look at the cab?"

The invitation from the officer made Jean Lunell feel silent. He accepted the other party's invitation. After the officer opened the car door, he jumped into the truck compartment. Jean Lunell immediately realized that this was indeed made in China. In the cab, you can clearly see the strange square characters. Those words are only used by Chinese people. He has seen similar words on the badge of the Chinese Expeditionary Force.

"Sir, are these trucks really made in China?"

Still a little unsure, Jean Lunell asked the officer with some insistence.

"Have you seen trucks like this before today?"

The smiling officer asked the Frenchman back, but then he was very skilled in reporting the performance data of this "lightning" truck.

"The "Lightning" truck uses a 3.6-liter inline 6-cylinder water-cooled gasoline engine designed by General Dynamics, with a maximum power of 75 horsepower. However, in order to ensure torque, the maximum power of the engine used by the "Lightning" truck is lowered to 68 horsepower. This engine can drive the full load weight of 5.8 tons and 2.5 tons of empty car. The truck with a convertible truck as the standard model runs a maximum road speed of 85 kilometers per hour. This is the fastest truck among trucks in various countries. It uses an 82-liter fuel tank, which can ensure the maximum itinerary of 320 kilometers on the road and 230 kilometers off-road..."

After reporting the data as if it were a few of the knowledge, the officer of the Expeditionary Force said when Lunell showed a surprised look.

"Before today, I have never seen this truck, but I have received data from the "Lightning" truck. In the future, the Expeditionary Force will use "Lightning Trucks". Now, the "Lightning Truck" for the first domestic car in China has been put into production!"

When talking, the officer's face was full of pride. As a Chinese, he didn't know that the lightning truck was not the first domestic car in China, but it was the first domestic car to be truly mass-produced. Even in the world, the annual truck production planned by the Chinese automobile manufacturer is also the world's number one.

The arrogance on the officer's face did not resonate with Jean Lunell's eyes. Perhaps, this truck seemed extremely advanced in his opinion, but before he actually drove the car and realized its performance, the officer's words could only be used as reference materials.

After all, this is a car made in China. Not to mention China, even trucks made in France are very average and far from comparable to American trucks.

"Soon, these French people will know that our lightning trucks are better than American trucks!"

At the dock, Sun Mingyi, wearing a top hat, said to Wei Zian beside him that as the sales manager of China Automobile Company in France, he had just arrived in France a week ago. Although Chinese trucks were just made, in his opinion, soon, the whole of France would know that the Lightning Truck is the best truck in the world.

On the automobile test site in Lianyungang, the performance of lightning trucks is stronger than that of various American trucks. The body is sturdy and extremely durable, and it is definitely not comparable to those simple American trucks. However, if you want the French and British people to believe that Chinese trucks may still need a process.

"The Expeditionary Force uses lightning trucks, which is a live advertisement for us. When the road leading to the front line is on the quagmire of trucks from all countries, and when our trucks can drive, the French will agree with it. At that time, the officers of the French Army will run to us and rush to place an order!"

Sun Mingyi, who imagined that scene, had a little slight pride on his face. He was not very active in the market expansion in France, and was not very proactive. After all, no matter how active he was, it was unlikely that those French people would accept Chinese trucks overnight. The only thing they could convince others was the excellent performance of the Lightning Truck.

"Manager, as long as the French truck drivers now accept our lightning trucks, after the war is over, the lightning trucks will become a famous brand in Europe. When the Prime Minister was still in front of the chairman, he said that our Chinese companies are going to use the current war to create the reputation of our Chinese manufacturing. Don't be like the Japanese. Japanese products are synonymous with cheap and low quality. We not only need to go abroad to make Chinese manufacturing, but also establish a brand image of Chinese manufacturing. China not only exports porcelain and silk, but also exports various advanced industrial products!"

After citing the words of the former chairman, Wei Zi'an looked at the dock. In addition to the neatly discharged trucks, there were thousands of tons of various Chinese-made goods, from children's toys to front-line military supplies, which were all available. Now, China's manufacturing has initially gained some fame in Britain, France and other countries. As it was in the beginning, China's manufacturing is just a "substitute" for many families. They only consider Chinese products when they cannot buy their own or other domestic products. Now, according to the survey of the Chamber of Commerce, many French people have accepted Chinese products.

Perhaps, after this war, China can really establish the reputation of Chinese industrial products. Of course, it is not only necessary to establish reputation, but also to let them develop the habit of using Chinese manufacturing. Habits are sometimes more important than anything. Once a habit is formed, it is difficult for them to say that they change their inherent habits. In this way, China can truly have a market.

“Start…”

"parking……"

On a temporary car training ground in the Expeditionary Army barracks in Orleans, dozens of newly arrived lightning trucks were taught there under the command of the instructors to learn to drive, while the soldiers around them stopped the car as they watched the fun, started and shouted horns.

For the Expeditionary Force, which relies on animal power for logistics, there are more than 100,000 expeditionary forces, but there are less than 100 cars and more than 100 drivers. Now, according to the plan, by the end of the year, the Expeditionary Force will be equipped with as many as 4,000 trucks. In addition to forming six car regiments in China and going out with the second batch of expeditionary forces, the first batch of expeditionary forces abroad will adopt on-site training to recruit qualified soldiers within the Expeditionary Force for driving training. In the past few days, the headquarters and various division headquarters have selected drivers as car coaches. According to the plan, they will train more than 1,000 drivers within one month. Although there are only 600 trucks transported to France now, the command said that "people would rather wait for cars than wait for people."

"parking!"

The somewhat nervous man Wu quickly stepped on the car. As soon as the car stopped and hung in the neutral gear, the coach next to him slapped him in the head.

"Are you parked like this? If you pull a car with shells in the car and stop like this, you might be blown away. Stop it steadily, do you know?"

Among the consecutive reprimands, Wu Daren was only nodded. After learning to drive for three days, he even regretted why he was in junior high school, otherwise he would not have picked him no matter how he chose it. This driving is really not something that humans do, it looks majestic, but...

"What are you thinking? Start!"

Another scolding, then another out of gear. What awaited him was naturally a slap from the coach, and he was only confused in the mind, but his actions were much quicker.

"I don't need to clean up!"

After the coach muttered, he continued to direct Wu Da Ge to learn to drive a truck. Every time, when a driver was scolded by the coach, there was often a burst of laughter around him. For these expeditionary soldiers who were restricted in the camp and could not go out, this seemed to have become a scene in the camp and was where they passed the time.

"When will this day end!"

No matter how good the scene is, if you look at it for a few days, you will always be annoying. If you are trapped in the military camp all day long, it is no less torture for anyone. It is like going to jail, more or less, it will always make people feel dissatisfied. For these young soldiers in their prime, this dissatisfaction and jail-like dilemma will always arouse people's emotions. When people are excited, they don't know what they will do.

For officers, the only thing they can do is to squander the soldiers' physical strength and squeeze out the soldiers' physical strength every day without any remaining, so as to prevent incidents such as fighting or group fights among soldiers.

“One Hundred and Twenty, One Hundred and Twenty One…”

On a training ground, nearly a thousand soldiers held an important ammunition box weighing 40 kilograms in their hands. They kept holding the ammunition box high above their heads and putting it down with the command issued by the officers walking in front of the team. At this time, these soldiers were like a machine specially invented for this.

Anyone can see that these soldiers wearing half-sleeved physical training shirts in winter have already been exhausted. However, they still keep putting down the ammunition box and lifting it up. This seemingly simple action is actually a very physically exhausting thing. What kind of reaction will people react when they are extremely tired?

The world is shaking, and the vision is blurred. Of course, the most important thing is that sweat is like rain.

Wang Peng in front of the team didn't even look at the subordinates in the camp. At the beginning, he counted in a gentle voice:

“139…140…”

When he approached the Sixth Battalion team, he simply approached Gao Zhicheng, the commander of the Sixth Battalion next door, and simply shouted to Gao Zhicheng:

“…141!”

Upon hearing this number, Gao Zhicheng quickly turned his head to look at the Fifth Battalion beside him. Now everyone could see that the physical strength of the vast majority of the Fifth Battalion had reached its limit and they were extremely exhausted. However, Wang Peng had no intention of stopping. He knew clearly in the expeditionary army. Because of his different backgrounds and the commander-in-chief Cai E insisted on showing his face, he had to train the troops. Only in this way can he show his face and have different backgrounds. They all held their breath in their hearts and wanted to suppress the other side in training, so there was a secret competition between officers and officers, and there was also a refusal to admit defeat between soldiers and soldiers. Not to mention the divisions, even the regiments and battalions of each division were also competing with each other, and the commanders also encouraged this to do so. The reason was very simple "fair competition".

In fact, all the soldiers were gritting their teeth and holding on to the picture until the other party stopped first and then won a "small victory". For them, now they are stuck in the military camp, and they can only use this simple physical training to vent their energy.

Thinking that if Wang Peng wins, then his proud face will be. Gao Zhi closed his eyes tightly and suddenly shouted:

"Brothers, do you admit defeat?"

"No!"

More than 800 officers and soldiers from the Sixth Battalion shouted together,

"If you want to lose, it will be the fifth camp!"

Their roar immediately aroused the rebuttal of the Fifth Battalion. After a brief rebuttal, the arm strength competition began again. When it reached "180", the physical strength of most officers and soldiers of the two battalions had actually reached the extreme. They tried to see clearly, but they could not see clearly. Sweat had already entered their eyes. In fact, they were even so tired that they could not hear the words of others in the Qing Dynasty. The world began to tilt again, and the world began to buzz again. For each of them, they probably would throw down the ammunition box with just one order and then lay on the ground to rest for a while, but the order was not issued.

Without orders to stop, and without admitting defeat to the other party, the competition must begin. The two sides of the competition have already pressed the chicken tonight. After many negotiations, the French finally improved their food. Although meat can be seen every meal, for the sake of the competition, there will always be one side to press its own meat.

In fact, when the competition reached this point, both Wang Peng and Gao Zhicheng had eliminated the competition. They even forgot to count and just looked at their soldiers with some heartache.

“300,”

Wang Peng suddenly reached out and wiped his eyes.

“301.”

Listening to this number, Gao Zhicheng's smoke burned to his hand and threw it away with pain. He looked a little dazed. Peng was also like this at this time. But when he looked at his soldiers, no one wanted to take the initiative to say the word "draw", after all...

"What's going on?"

At this moment, an officer came over and was their regiment commander. The regiment commander looked at these soldiers who were tired and could hardly lift the bullet box, and then looked at his subordinates and immediately realized the reason.

"Put down the bullet box and stand attentive!"

With the command of the regiment command, the playground was first in chaos. After the soldiers put down the bullet box, there was silence. At this time, the officers and soldiers in the training ground were already like walking corpses. They stood there, slowly lowering their sore hands, sweat dripping on their chins on the ground, and their physical training suits had long been soaked in sweat.

At this time, a voice made by a person who was as low as a dying person reached the ears of the group leader:

"Sir...sir...who...who won?"

"Win, you all won..."

“Do you guys have roasted chicken?”

"Everyone! One person..."

When the heavy voice was spitting out of the commander's mouth, nearly 1,700 officers and soldiers, as if they were relieved, sat on the ground desperately. They were so tired that they didn't even want to move. Now they were just relying on their breath to hold on, and the brothers from other battalions and companies beside them hurriedly delivered water to them.

"Nothing!"

Seeing the soldiers coming to death with exhaustion, the regiment commander cursed angrily. He knew why they did this. This was to exhaust the soldiers' energy. It was even his order. To be precise, the order was issued from the command.

"If you keep holding on like this, you will have to be able to hold it out sooner or later!"

Finally, the commander cursed angrily, but could only sigh.

"Damn it, when will I go to the front line?"

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