Flip the table and divide the family property! Take his wife and daughter into the mountains and eat

After leaving the International Hotel, Zhao Shanhe took Ergazi straight to the Provincial Materials Bureau.

He held in his hand the delivery slip personally signed by Jin Wanfu.

Although this list wasn't an official document, within the provincial materials bureau's jurisdiction, it was more effective than an imperial edict.

Who doesn't know that Boss Jin Wanfu is the "unofficial god of wealth" of the Provincial Foreign Trade Bureau? He generates millions of US dollars in foreign exchange for the province every year, and even the director has to respectfully call him "Mr. Jin" when he sees him.

The Provincial Materials Bureau is located in Xiangfang District of Harbin, which is the core of the old industrial base.

Everywhere you look there are huge chimneys belching black smoke, and the streets are full of trailer trucks. The air is thick with the smell of burning coal.

The two knew the way well and found the auto repair shop under the Bureau of Materials.

The factory manager here is surnamed Li. He is a typical technical cadre, wearing thick-rimmed glasses and smelling of oil and dirt.

Originally, Director Li was scolding his apprentice with a wrench in hand, looking impatient and speaking in a voice as loud as a broken gong.

But when Zhao Shanhe handed over the note with the three large, flamboyant characters "Jin Wanfu" written on it...

Factory Director Li adjusted his glasses, saw the personal seal clearly, and his attitude immediately changed.

It's not flattery, it's showing respect.

"Oh, this note was personally approved by Boss Jin?"

Factory Director Li wiped the oil off his hands, handed the note back to Zhao Shanhe, and spoke with a tone of admiration:

"The director called yesterday specifically to say that Mr. Jin had an important procurement task that would be handled through our accounts. I didn't expect it to be you."

He glanced at Zhao Shanhe:

"Since you're a friend of Boss Jin, you're a distinguished guest of our Supply Bureau. Please follow me."

Factory Director Li led the two to the warehouse in the backyard.

The door was pushed open.

Three brand-new Dongfeng EQ140 trucks, painted in dark green military paint, sat there quietly.

This car is a classic from the 80s, with long, round headlights, resembling a crouching tiger.

Erga's eyes widened, and he rushed over to touch the cold front of the car, almost drooling.

"Dude! This is a brand new car! Even the tire hairs are still there!"

Zhao Shanhe walked over, reached out and knocked on the car door. Listening to the solid sound of the metal door, he nodded in satisfaction.

This car is sturdy and durable.

But instead of letting Ergaizi start the car, he turned to look at Director Li:

"Director Li, this car has a good foundation."

"But this configuration is not enough to enter the Greater Khingan Mountains."

Factory Director Li was taken aback: "This is a special version for forest areas, isn't that enough?"

Zhao Shanhe took out a cigarette and handed it over, pointing to the car's bumper:

"I'm going into the deep mountains, running on icy trails in uninhabited areas."

"Director Li, does your factory have any abandoned train tracks? Or thick channel steel?"

"Yes, I do. What do you want to do with it?"

Zhao Shanhe exhaled a smoke ring, his eyes revealing a ruthless glint.

"Remove the front bumper."

"Weld a 'cattle pen' for me using train tracks."

"I want the triangular kind, with a pointed front and protective wings on both sides, welded directly to the main beam."

Factory Director Li gasped:

"Dude, are you trying to run over a bear?"

"That kind of welding technique, let alone hitting a bear, it could even punch a hole in a wall!"

Zhao Shanhe smiled but offered no explanation.

This isn't about hitting a bear; it's about protecting yourself from petty people, road bullies, and anything that gets in your way.

"Besides the safety lever, there are three other places that need to be changed."

Zhao Shanhe held up three fingers, all of them dry goods:

"First, the fuel tank."

"At night, the temperature in the Greater Khingan Mountains drops to minus forty degrees Celsius, and diesel fuel will freeze solid. Add a 'water circulation heating' system to my system, and run a pipe through the hot water tank around the fuel tank to ensure that the engine doesn't stall when the car is stopped, and the fuel won't freeze."

"Second, the cargo bed."

"The current railings are too low; they can't hold much cargo. Weld a higher railing for me using angle iron, adding 1.5 meters. There should be a tarpaulin frame on top."

"Third, and most importantly."

Zhao Shanhe pointed to the brand-new tires:

"These tires are fine for flat roads, but on icy slopes they're like ice skates."

"Replace my tires with the strongest grip 'herringbone' engineering tires, and put double rows of snow chains on all the rear tires."

"Also, install a row of headlights on top of the cab. I need four lights so that the road is as bright as day at night."

After explaining this plan, Director Li's gaze towards Zhao Shanhe completely changed.

This is an expert.

He definitely comes from the old mountains and forests.

Every modification was learned through risking one's life.

"You're an expert."

Factory Director Li gave a thumbs up:

"But this is no small job. Just welding that crash beam will take a lot of time. Our factory is very busy lately, and we can't schedule shifts..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Shanhe pulled out a stack of "Big Unity" banknotes from his pocket.

Thirty sheets in total, three hundred yuan.

He slapped the money into Director Li's oil-stained hands:

"Director Li, I won't let my brothers work for nothing."

"Here's three hundred yuan, a reward for everyone's hard work. Use it to buy some meat and some wine."

"I have only one request: work through the night tonight, and I need to see if these three cars can be rolled off the production line by dawn tomorrow."

Three hundred yuan!

The young apprentice next to him was green with envy.

At that time, a month's salary was only a little over thirty yuan. This three hundred yuan was enough for everyone in the workshop to have a big meal, and each person could also get ten or eight yuan!

Factory Director Li was a straightforward man; he stuffed the money into his pocket and waved his hand dismissively.

"become!"

"Since Boss Zhao is so particular, I can't just back down!"

"Everyone in Workshop 2, stop what you're doing!"

"A full-scale all-night operation tonight! Get the best welders over here! 'Armor' these three vehicles!"

The workshop instantly sprang into action.

Zhao Shanhe wasn't idle either; he turned around and kicked Erga, who was still drooling over the new car:

"Stop looking, even if you keep looking, this car isn't your wife."

Zhao Shanhe pulled out a wad of loose change from his pocket, stuffed it into Erga's hand, and said in a serious tone:

"Hurry up and go out to find a post office to make a long-distance call to the commune."

"I didn't expect Boss Jin to be so efficient. The car was delivered so quickly, we don't have enough manpower."

Tell Dazhuang to stop guarding the house.

"Tell him to hurry up and find 'Old Zhang' and 'Old Li' at the forest farm. They're both retired truck drivers, and they're very skilled."

"Make the three of them take the train to the provincial capital overnight! If they can't get seats, they'll buy standing tickets!"

Zhao Shanhe pointed to the three large vehicles being dismantled behind him:

"Tell them I've prepared cars for them, all brand new cars!"

"If this car is modified tomorrow and no one drives it, I'll hold him accountable!"

Erga Zi then suddenly realized what was happening.

Yeah! Three cars, just the two of us, how are we going to drive back?

"Oh dear! I'll go right now!"

Erga didn't dare delay. He grabbed the money, shoved the bag into Zhao Shanhe's arms, and ran out.

"Don't worry, bro! Just say you're here to drive a new car, those two old soldiers will crawl here if they have to!"

Zhao Shanhe watched Ergazi's retreating figure, then looked at the welding sparks flying all over the workshop, lit a cigarette, and took a deep drag.

All is ready except for the opportunity.

Once Dazhuang and the others arrive tomorrow, the "Shanhe Car Team" will be officially formed.

……

That night, sparks flew everywhere in the auto repair shop.

The sizzling of welding and the clanging of sledgehammers echoed all night long.

Zhao Shanhe didn't go back to the guesthouse. Instead, he wore his blue cotton-padded jacket and squatted in the workshop, working alongside the workers.

He didn't give orders, he just handed out cigarettes and water.

It's 2 a.m.

The large iron gate of the auto repair shop was smashed.

"Brother! We're here!"

As soon as the door opened, a gust of cold wind carrying snowflakes rushed in.

Da Zhuang was truly strong; he stormed in like a black bear, followed by two middle-aged men wearing old military cotton-padded jackets and with weathered faces.

"Brother, these are Lao Zhang and Lao Li. They used to drive transport trucks in the army, and they are the most skilled craftsmen in our commune."

Dazhuang patted the snow off his body, panting heavily:

"We got a call from Ergaizi and hitched a ride on a train overnight. Hope we made it alright?"

Looking at his three brothers, who were covered in dust from their journey, Zhao Shanhe felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

That's what a team is.

At a single command, they launched a thousand-mile raid.

"It didn't cause any delay."

Zhao Shanhe tossed him a pack of cigarettes. "Perfect timing, they're still hot. Have a bite, take a short nap, and we'll set off at dawn!"

……

Until the next morning.

When the first rays of sunlight shone into the workshop, which was filled with the smell of engine oil.

Three completely transformed "steel monsters" sat quietly in the yard.

The once elegant Dongfeng EQ140 has now become ferocious and terrifying.

The front of the locomotive is welded with a thick anti-collision beam, resembling a giant ram.

The truck bed was doubled in height, making it look like a mobile fortress.

With dark circles under his eyes, Factory Director Li patted the crash beam:

"Brother Zhao, this vehicle is almost as heavy as a tank now. Only our high-horsepower engine can move it."

Zhao Shanhe finished his last cigarette, threw it on the ground, and stomped it out.

He looked at the three tanks, which embodied the aesthetics of violence, and a glint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

"That's right."

He waved to his brothers behind him and assigned tasks:

"I'll take Ergaizi in the lead car to scout the way."

"Old Zhang, you drive car number two."

"Dazhuang, you bring up the rear and drive car number three."

"Remember this, everyone: stay close and don't fall behind!"

"yes!"

Several men roared in unison, the noise making the workshop buzz.

Zhao Shanhe opened the car door and stepped inside.

"Let's go home!"

"boom--!!!"

Three diesel engines roared simultaneously, their sound echoing through the Harbin air in the early morning.

This newly formed "Shanhe Racing Team" is like three tigers just released from their cages, bursting out of the gate with an aura that seems determined to smash the world to pieces.

Target: Greater Khingan Mountains.

There are waiting relatives there.