A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

"Uncle Li, do you mean the logistics department wants to come and move some machines?"

"Yeah! You don't know, that scene! It scared your Uncle Li half to death!"

As he spoke, Li Huaide shuddered twice, still shaken by the lingering fear.

"Come on, Uncle Li. I'll take you to settle things!"

After unloading, the five Yellow River trucks were taken to the transport team by their enthusiastic coworkers, where they were washed and cleaned using a hand pump.

Under Li Tiejun's leadership, the young men in the steel rolling mill's maintenance department, together with their colleagues from the Quancheng Automobile Factory, carried out necessary repairs on the heavy trucks.

After all, we've driven such a long way, and the competition is in the afternoon, so we can't leave it unchecked.

Time was tight, so we ate lunch at the truck repair yard.

"Wow, this car is huge!"

The transport team members were chatting with the drivers from Jinan.

Master Liu, with a cigarette dangling from his lips and eyes fixed on the sky, said, "So what if it's big? In my hands, it's like a little colt. Even a big one can bend at a right angle without me using my left hand! I just used one hand to bend it!"

Seeing the amused expression on his colleague's face, Master Liu slapped his forehead: "Hey, the imposter has met the real deal! With Teacher Jiang around, your cars would have been upgraded to hydraulic power steering by now!"

"Hahaha~~"

After laughing, Wang Tiezhu patted the Yellow River truck: "Great! It can carry ten tons! That's equivalent to two Jiefang trucks or three GAZ trucks! I wonder when we'll be able to drive one!"

From afar, Mr. Liu saw his factory manager waving at him and immediately started the truck: "Sir, here I come! Wait for our good news!"

"A resounding victory!"

"Let those arrogant bastards see how powerful our two families are!"

"Once you win, we'll give you plenty of Erguotou!"

The men in the transport team were also stirring up trouble.

These guys were also feeling sorry for Jiangxia's research on the "steering device." How come no car factory has come knocking on their door with such a useful thing?

The people of Jinan have good judgment; they recognized how capable our young engineer Jiang is. This time, we'll teach those guys a lesson!

In fact, those established car manufacturers were also careless, especially the people working on Jiefang Truck.

When I saw the Ministry of Machinery's recommendation, I immediately scoffed at it.

It's ridiculous that a steel rolling mill is making stuff that can be used by a car factory!

In addition, the Ministry of Machinery Industry had indeed issued a batch of projects that were clearly suspected of being "unrealistic" or "overreaching," which caused a lot of trouble for the various factories.

Given these two factors, it's understandable that they didn't take this "steering device" seriously.

But some things, once missed, are missed forever.

……

A training ground in the suburbs.

A row of four-cornered tables was set up on a small hillside, serving as a platform. Some people were already seated, peering through binoculars.

Down the hillside, a large number of trucks were parked.

"My goodness, there are so many different kinds of trucks here!"

Jiang Xia clicked his tongue. He recognized the CA10 from the Liberation Army and the SH-141 from Shanghai, but there were a whole bunch of ones he couldn't recognize, some yellow, some green, and some white.

Some trucks, perhaps due to the rush to meet the deadline, were not even painted and were left in their original metallic color.

Li Huaide, who arrived with Jiang Xia, took out several packs of cigarettes: "Wait, Uncle Li will scout ahead for you!"

He then disappeared into the crowd.

A soldier ran over and directed Jiang Xia and the others to park the car to the side of the road.

"You can test drive inside! But you're late, so you'll be last in line. We'll have someone come and let you know when the time comes!"

After saying that, the young soldier saluted again before running away.

Having ascertained the situation, Li Huaide looked worried: "Xiao Jiang, Director Liu, the situation is not optimistic!"

"People from the Northeast, Beijing, South China, and Shanghai all came."

"From Beijing?"

Li Huaide pointed to a small truck climbing a hill, "This is the BJ130 they just built."

When Jiang Xia took one look, he realized that this was no truck at all; it was just a small freight truck from later generations!

Liu Mingzhong's lips twitched: "Have these guys taken the wrong medicine? This thing that looks like a slipper, can it even carry two tons?"

"Hey, look, it can't climb the hill!"

Li Huaide was gloating, watching the 130 drop, and he protected Jiang Xia behind him again.

Fortunately, the small truck slid a short distance, and with both the handbrake and foot brake engaged, it finally...

He couldn't stop himself and ended up kissing the metallic truck behind him.

The driver of the metallic-colored truck was quite magnanimous, waving his hand and saying it was no problem, just drive away quickly.

The driver carefully got out of the car, took the Z-shaped "key," and started bending over to crank the lever.

Rocking and rocking, until we reach the Sishui Bridge, but it just won't move.

A huge traffic jam formed behind them, and some quick-thinking drivers turned around and drove to the other side of the area.

The cars that were still on the slope were already at a loss. For some reason, they just didn't dare to put in reverse and slide down.

The factory managers of those trucks naturally understood why, but they could only grimace and tell the drivers to keep pressing the accelerator and stubbornly push the road up the slope.

"You can't reverse, or you'll give yourself away!"

The scene was quite awkward at one point.

Fortunately, our savior arrived.

It was emitting wisps of smoke, and muttering, "Put-put-put-put-put-put~~"

Jiang Xia was delighted when he saw the bright red paint job.

"Hey, what's our little cannon doing here?"

Li Huaide looked around and gritted his teeth: "The other day, the logistics guys came to move some regular pressure cookers, saying they didn't have any trucks. So they borrowed a few from the warehouse. I was wondering why they hadn't returned them, and it turns out they brought them here!"

"Hey, Uncle Li, how did you recognize me at first glance?"

"Do you see how shiny the gears next to the drive belt on this little powerhouse are?"

Yes, it is indeed quite bright, reflecting the afternoon sunlight, and from a distance, it even has a colorful halo.

A strange sense of familiarity!

An 8th-level master fitter, his polishing skills are terrifying!

Hey, you know what, using this thing as the anti-counterfeiting code for a small cannon is absolutely perfect, it's genuine at a glance!

With the help of the small steel cannon, the BJ130 was quickly towed away, and the area was cleared again.

Just then, a young soldier ran over and said that the cars from the Quancheng Automobile Factory were ready for test drives.

"Master Liu, go! Give them a shock!"

Boom~~

Five Yellow River trucks roared to life, their six-cylinder diesel engines setting them apart from the others. Larger than ordinary trucks, they slowly made their way onto the track, exuding an imposing presence.

The trucks lined up and passed by Jiangxia, as if they were being inspected by him.

Li Huaide pulled Liu Mingzhong aside and said, "This honor belongs to my son alone!"

Each driver showed Jiang Xia the seatbelt he had already fastened and gave him a thumbs-up as a bonus.

The drivers meant well, but they didn't take into account the dry weather in Beijing, which caused dust to fly up as soon as the trucks moved.

Five trucks turned Jiang Xia into a muddy mess, but Jiang Xia didn't care at all.

"Teachers, let's go all out!"

The foreman, Mr. Liu, stuck his left hand out of the window again, saying, "Just you wait and see!"

The next second, the accelerator was floored.

The Yellow River heavy truck, number 01, charged straight up the earthen slope.

Then, the remaining four vehicles, as if cavalry had heard the bugle call to charge, followed closely behind.

The blue dragon that suddenly appeared on the earthen slope attracted the attention of the crowd on the platform.

"Nonsense! At that speed, make them stop!"

Ha, stop? Is there enough time? Is it necessary?

Before the words were even finished, the 01 Yellow River Card had already reached its highest point.

With a whoosh, it rose into the air from the top of the earthen slope.

Its heavy body flew through the air.

The seemingly unrelated words "heavy" and "flying" are strangely intertwined in Huangheka's body.

Before anyone could even gasp in surprise, thud! Boom! The Yellow River truck landed steadily on all four wheels and continued driving forward.

Then came the second one, the third one...

Their blue bodies formed a soaring dragon.

At this moment, the Yellow River Card is showing off!