A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

After a cigarette, the soldiers climbed up the Yellow River checkpoint on time.

Delay?

Procrastination doesn't exist in our team, it didn't exist before, and it won't exist in the future!

As the trucks started moving, each soldier involuntarily shifted the steering wheel, making the originally orderly convoy appear somewhat disorganized.

After running a lap around the field in a standard and orderly manner, the soldiers felt confident.

This steering wheel is so easy to use! You could use it with both hands, or even with one hand strapped to it, and it would still work perfectly!

And the gear shifting is very precise, and the accelerator pedal is also very responsive.

I think we can do that leap we just did too!

After another lap, the soldiers became even bolder.

And so, the classic blue dragon took off again, five trucks flying up one after another from the dirt slope, boom boom boom~~

As the truck landed, the dust it kicked up followed behind, forming a trail of dirt.

Ignoring the dust, the people from Quancheng Automobile Factory rushed to the sidelines and roared.

The factory representatives standing nearby were also impressed by Huangheka's performance and applauded enthusiastically.

There's no way around it, the gap is just too big. If you say it's a matter of millimeters, then they would definitely still have to compete, but the gap is so obvious to the naked eye, what else is there to say?

If you're not as skilled as others, you should admit it; it's nothing to be ashamed of.

After all, they are people who are desperately responding to the organization's call, so their awareness is top-notch. The organization can better protect China by acquiring such an excellent truck, so what's there to be unhappy about?

The initial hint of jealousy was suppressed by the rapidly expanding patriotism.

Even the people on the platform stood up and cheered.

Old Zhou pointed at the long blue dragon and said, "Is there any need to compare? Are you convinced? If you are, then it's settled!"

Factory Director Guo looked utterly defeated.

A complete failure! And this factory even had an inscription personally written by the instructor... sigh.

"Xiao Wang" shook his head: "Sir, let's wait until we've finished the run, compiled the statistics and scores, and then announce it. It may be a bit redundant, but procedure is procedure!"

Old Zhou looked at Old Li, who hadn't spoken yet, and asked, "Zetian, what's your opinion?"

Old Li waved his hand: "Follow your procedures, I'm just an irrelevant person!"

Old Zhou was a little annoyed. "You, a person of such high standing, come here acting like an outsider. It's only because you're not in good health that I'd argue with you a bit."

He's staying until the results are announced today, just in case someone tries to substitute someone else for him.

"Go ahead, and after the results are announced, call the people from Jinan up."

"Oh, right, and that little guy with the binoculars too," Old Li added.

"Little Wang" was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly picked up his binoculars and began to look around: "Ahoge~ Ahoge~, oh! It's over there!"

In the video, Xiao Daimao has put down his binoculars and is leaning against a board, writing and drawing something. Beside him, a man in a blue cotton Zhongshan suit is nodding solemnly.

Hmm, this feels so familiar.

Oh, right, machining center!

Well, so this is where you were hiding! So many people searched the whole city of Beijing but couldn't find you. Turns out you ran off to Jinan!

I suppose the sudden outbreak in Jinan is also related to you!

"Xiao Wang" recalled how he had once stood outside the steel mill, enduring the cold wind and gazing longingly at the crowds, and felt a surge of resentment.

I glanced at Director Guo, who was whispering with the director in charge of this bidding process.

Liberation, oh liberation, please don't have any wicked thoughts. Thinking of this, "Little Wang" simply went downstairs by himself.

Upon arriving at the rest area of ​​the Quancheng Automobile Factory, I heard the little guy with the thick hair, surrounded by a crowd, talking:

"Later, carefully inspect the truck's front and rear axles. Don't forget that our master hammered them down. Also, ask the soldiers if any needle on the truck's dashboard has gone straight to the bottom and then stopped moving."

"The first shot of the Yellow River Card has been a success. Whether we get selected or not, business will definitely come our way! Production quality must keep up. We absolutely cannot let it be a case of 'a flower from afar, but a face full of scars up close'!"

"Pay close attention to the assembly tolerances! When you get back, review the tractor production experience report submitted by our factory several times; it'll be useful!"

"Oh, right, Director Liu, remember to say something nice to Li Huaide later. I've just finished making a few new punch presses here, so don't forget to tell him when you go back!"

"Although I designed it according to the tonnage of a pressure cooker, I left a lot of margin. I just need to go back and replace the motor..."

Liu Mingzhong chuckled: "No problem, I'll make sure to flatter him until he's completely satisfied. It's just that your steering system..."

"Rest assured, it's exclusive!"

Hearing Jiang Xia say this, Liu Mingzhong finally felt relieved.

After all, in terms of overall quality, the Yellow River truck can't compare to the established Jiefang truck. It only benefits from its innovative technology; if the Jiefang truck also used this system, it might fly even higher than the Yellow River truck!

Listening to the conversation of the group from behind, "Xiao Wang" couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing.

The little brat is quite vengeful, but that makes sense; young people need energy to get by.

"Jiang Gong is really good to your Quancheng Automobile Factory. He not only provided manpower and labor, but also thought about the future development for you?"

Master Liu was smoking on the outside when he heard the four bags in front of him say this, and he immediately laughed.

"Of course! Teacher Jiang is the son-in-law of Jinan! Huang Heka is his son! His own flesh and blood!"

"Oh! So, can your Quancheng branch handle the logistics department's order? That's more than 1000 vehicles!"

Master Liu assumed the man in front of him was from another car factory and had come to inquire about information.

He immediately stood up for himself: "A mere 1 vehicles? Teacher Jiang has already set up all the necessary lines for us. They're just trucks; we can handle them with ease!"

Xiao Wang was taken aback. Was it a production line? If so, he had really underestimated the factory.

As they were talking, Huang Heka, having finished his lap, returned to the rest area.

A young soldier jumped off the vehicle and shouted to Jiangxia, "Comrade! This vehicle is really easy to drive! If there weren't regulations, I'd like to go around it again!"

"Haha, it feels so good to fly! My heart is pounding!" Another young soldier also stuck his head out of the car window.

"By the way, comrade, what's this strap called? It's really useful. When I flew up just now, I thought I was going to hit my head, but this strap pulled me back!"

As he spoke, the soldier tugged at the seatbelt, which was still made from the strap of his satchel, and slowly extended outward with his strength.

"Look, if you pull slowly, it'll be fine. But if you use force, it won't move!"

As he spoke, the young soldier exerted a sudden burst of strength, and the strap was indeed firmly secured.

Hehe, this is naturally the complete version of the seat belt. Inside, there is a combination of clamping wheels and internal gears made by three-axis linkage.

To test the precision of the machining center, Jiang Xia made a whole bunch of them.

"And another thing, comrades, your gear shifting is better than everyone else's. You don't even need to exert any effort to shift gears!"

The soldiers praised the extraordinary features of the Yellow River checkpoint incessantly, while the clerk kept taking notes.

Finally, unable to keep up with the soldiers' pace of speaking, they simply pulled over the comrade who was recording the scores to record them together.

Xiao Wang took the rating sheet from the evaluator, and as expected, it was all 100 points.

Alright, let's announce the results.

Recently, Old Li has been in a bad mood, and "Little Wang" is afraid that he will take him to some training ground and use General Jin's ultimate move.

……

"Huh? I want to go too? But I don't work at a car factory!"

"Little Wang" looked at the swaying ahoge (cowlick) and couldn't help flicking it with his hand. He said with a slightly flippant tone, "Maybe it's gotten into trouble with something else! You little mouse, you really know how to burrow!"