Faced with the old man's temperament, it is not beautiful to be convoluted, and directness is the most satisfactory.

Sure enough, the old man picked up the jar and took a sip, "Director Ji is here to take a look this time, and I'm accompanying him."

Yang Xiaotao looked at Director Ji.

"That's it. The first reason we came here is to thank the comrades in the machinery factory. Without your efforts, we would have..."

As he spoke, he glanced at the old man, who nodded silently.

"We, the people of Shibalipo, still can't complete the task."

"Director Ji, you are being polite. We are all serving the people, regardless of each other."

Director Ji smiled.

"The second thing is that I heard that your machinery factory performed best during this epidemic and was the first factory to be unblocked. I want to come and take a look, learn from it, summarize some experiences, and make an epidemic prevention report."

Yang Xiaotao slapped his thigh and said, "Director Ji, I have to say that our ideas are very similar this time."

"So, your machinery factory is also summing up experience?"

Yang Xiaotao nodded, and then shouted to the door, "Someone, come and find Station Master Hu."

"Know."

A voice came from the corridor, and Yang Xiaotao didn't know who it was. Anyway, someone just agreed.

Ten minutes later, stationmaster Hu ran in from outside.

"Here, let me introduce you. This is Station Manager Hu from the medical station of our machinery factory."

"This is one of the people in charge of this epidemic, Director Ji."

The two briefly shook hands when they met, and then Yang Xiaotao mentioned the epidemic prevention regulations just mentioned. Stationmaster Hu immediately took out the unfinished 'semi-finished product', put it on the table and began to explain.

Yang Xiaotao handed over the battlefield to the two of them, and then he and Zhao Chuanjun accompanied the old man on a tour of the factory.

"Your machine shop is amazing, you can make this engine."

Several people came to the workshop and looked at the busy workers. The old man couldn't help but sigh.

"Such a big tractor, if modified, can pull a cannon."

Looking at the large tractor that had just been made, the old man went up to play with it, touching the steering wheel and slapping the carriage to make a snapping sound.

Zhao Chuanjun next to him explained to Yang Xiaotao at this time.

The old man was Zhao Chuanjun's former superior, and he was under his command before he retired from the army.

This time, the old man came directly to the gate. What did he say when he saw him? He came in directly, and he didn't dare to stop him.

Yang Xiaotao knew Zhao Chuanjun's difficulties, but that didn't mean that it was over. If everyone broke into the machinery factory based on their identity in the future, it would be okay.

You have to find a chance to talk to Zhao Chuanjun when you get back. The rules are the rules.

In ancient times, emperors would be stopped when they went to the military camp.

Although this is not Xiliu Camp, there are still many secrets in it.

However, this time it is a reminder.

After all, what we have to face next is an era of chaos.

My eyes turned to the old man again. At this moment, the old man was communicating enthusiastically with the workers, asking about the condition of the tractor from time to time.

I also know that this was just made by a machinery factory. In order to adapt to the export requirements of the northwest franchise countries, I am very satisfied.

Seeing that the old man liked it so much, he explained to the side, "Chief, this tractor uses a two-cylinder diesel engine with a power of 50 horsepower and a several-ton tow gun. It can easily pull it and run."

"You may not think that the speed of this tractor is comparable to that of a truck, but it can climb a hill much better than an ordinary car."

"Especially when the road is difficult to navigate, look at these two big wheels. The smaller ones can go right over the potholes, and the larger ones can climb up slowly."

"And look at the body of this truck. It's quite spacious. Don't you have any ideas?"

The old man frowned, "What do you think? Don't do charades, kid. Just tell me."

"Bazooka."

Snapped

The old man's hand was very strong and he slapped Yang Xiaotao directly on the shoulder. The sound was so loud that even Zhao Chuanjun shook his shoulders.

But Yang Xiaotao, who took this blow, acted as if nothing was wrong.

"You kid, what are you thinking?"

He jumped on the truck body and said, "Here, this can definitely install a set of 107s. The extra space can also be used to store ammunition."

At this moment, the old man imagined driving the tractor on the mountain, stopping, firing twelve 107 rounds, then running down the mountain, reloading, and attacking again.

"Haha, do you have any extra cars? How about giving us a few?"

The old man jumped out of the car and spoke seriously to Yang Xiaotao.

"Since the chief likes it, we have to send it to you. You can tell us a place later and we will send it to you as soon as it is produced."

"Okay, I'll get in touch later."

"By the way, do you know how to modify it?"

"Are you talking about improper modification?"

"Haha, I just like informal modifications."

The two were chatting and laughing, but Yang Xiaotao shook his head, "We are the First Machinery Department, a civilian machinery, and we do not engage in improper modifications."

"Tsk, when did Huang Daya pass by?"

The old man smiled and then looked at the tricycle again.

"This car is not bad. Your machinery factory should be renamed as an automobile factory in the future."
Chapter completed!