MTL - Rebirth of the Flying Era-Chapter 1008 Demolished

  Chapter 1008 demolished

  Du Fei listened patiently to Zhou Xiaobai's narration, and Luo Yun occasionally inserted a few words that Zhou Xiaobai missed.

   Zhou Xiaobai's expression was very logical, and he quickly explained the matter clearly.

  Du Fei couldn't help frowning.

  In fact, from the very beginning, he guessed that there might be resistance from the tractor factory.

  The situation over there is different from that of the 8270 factory.

  Factory 8270 is a relocated factory, and the rest are hopeless, no matter where they are allocated.

  In addition, those who have the ability, background, and ability to make troubles in the factory were either transferred from the beginning, or they went to the Southwest together.

  The ones left behind are almost all like Deputy Factory Director Li.

  No one took the lead, so naturally no one made trouble.

   But the tractor factory is different. Although the annual benefits are not good, it is still a state-owned factory with nearly 2,000 workers.

  The factory director and deputy factory director are all there, and no one would want to suddenly switch from a ministry to a firefighting equipment company that they have never heard of.

   This is also the main reason why, after Du Fei got the tractor factory, he was not in a hurry to receive it.

  He deliberately left a buffer time for the opponent.

   Let those who have connections and are unwilling to come over find ways to transfer to other units in advance.

   Waiting for Du Fei to receive it in this way will encounter much less resistance.

  After all, at this time, those who are able to transfer away have some background.

   It's just that I didn't expect that the director Zhang was still not reconciled.

  Judging from what Zhou Xiaobai meant, it seemed that he wanted to be tough to the end.

   Du Fei frowned and fell into a long thought.

   Zhou Xiaobai and Luo Yun didn't say anything.

  Zhu Ting also frowned.

   It was not until Xiao Zhengze burst into tears a few minutes later that Du Fei was interrupted from thinking.

  Watching Zhu Ting pick up the child, Du Feizhuan thanked Zhou Xiaobai and Luo Yun again.

   Zhou Xiaobai asked curiously: "Brother Du Fei, knowing this situation, what are you going to do?"

  Du Fei smiled: "Don't worry, I care about myself." After speaking, he looked at his watch: "It's getting late, I'll take you two back."

   Zhou Xiaobai quickly said "no".

  Zhu Ting said: "What time is it, who can rest assured that you two girls go back alone."

   Zhou Xiaobai had no choice but to agree, and told Mama Zhu, and Du Fei sent them out.

  Because the two of them came by bicycle, Du Fei couldn't ride a motorcycle, so he rode Zhu Ting's bicycle and sent them to Zhou Xiaobai's house.

  The two sides are not far away, and it takes less than ten minutes to ride a bicycle.

   On the way, Zhou Xiaobai was still a little unwilling, and kept asking Du Fei what he wanted to do?

  Du Fei didn't answer, until he sent the two of them to the door of their house.

  Du Fei didn't intend to enter the door, but unexpectedly, just after saying goodbye, the door of Zhou Xiaobai's house opened automatically.

  A middle-aged woman who resembled Zhou Xiaobai walked out of the door.

   Don't ask, it's Zhou Xiaobai's mother.

   "Mom!" Zhou Xiaobai was taken aback.

  Her mother responded, but looked at Du Fei.

  Du Fei instantly felt a kind of guarded hostility, which was obviously misunderstood.

   Fortunately, Luo Yun was present, otherwise it would be even more unclear.

  Du Fei hurriedly said: "Hello, Auntie, my name is Du Fei..."

   No need to say much, just report the name directly.

   Zhou Xiaobai works under Du Fei, so her mother will naturally know who Du Fei is.

   Sure enough, Mother Zhou breathed a sigh of relief immediately, with a smile on her face: "So it's Xiao Du! Our old Zhou has talked about you a lot, young talent, rising star, come and sit in the room."

   Speaking of this, a bit of disappointment appeared unconsciously in his eyes.

   It seems a pity that such an outstanding young man has become someone else's son-in-law.

   Completely forgot, just came out of the door as if to guard against thieves.

  Du Fei politely declined, and said with a smile: "Today is too late, I will definitely visit you and Uncle Zhou next time."

   Zhou's mother was polite, and she didn't beg for nothing.

  Seeing Du Fei leaving on his bicycle, he glared at Zhou Xiaobai, then looked at Luo Yun: "You two girls, why are you running away at midnight?"

   As he spoke, he dragged the two of them into the room for questioning.

   On the other side, Du Fei returned home.

   Zhu's father hadn't come back yet, but Zhu Ting went upstairs with the child.

  The child is too young and sleeps a lot.

   After washing up, Du Fei went back to the room. Xiao Zhengze had just finished feeding and fell asleep.

   After looking at the child for a while, he leaned forward and kissed Zhu Ting again.

   Zhu Ting blushed, stopped his hand that was stretched out, and said softly: "Don't make trouble, what are you going to do about what Xiaobai said just now?"

   Mentioning this, Du Fei looked serious, leaned his head on the head of the bed, and sighed: "This matter is really troublesome."

  Zhu Ting frowned.

   Seeing her misunderstanding, Du Fei explained: "Actually, it's not difficult to solve. To put it bluntly, it's just greedy for the interests in my hands. I don't want to be distracted by these things, it's so meaningless."

  Zhu Ting said: "Do you want to cut the mess quickly?"

  Du Fei shook his head: "I don't even want to cut off the mess, it's better to let him go by himself, go where he loves, and don't make trouble for me."

  Zhu Ting thought for a while: "I'm afraid this will not be easy. Listening to Xiaobai's meaning, the other party is clearly prepared and has made a lot of determination, and will not give up easily."

  Du Fei said "hmm": "It seems that we must have a good talk with that factory manager..."

   Early the next morning.

  Du Fei didn't go to work, so he called Zhang Wenzhong directly at home.

   "Hey, Lao Zhang, I'm Du Fei...you can call Zhang Xiangdong, the director of the tractor factory, and ask him to wait for me at the unit...don't call me when you arrive, I'll be there soon."

  Zhang Wenzhong is an old fritter, and he knew that Du Fei wanted to grind this director Zhang.

   "Manager, don't worry, I understand what to do."

   These people in the office have done a lot of work recently.

  It is for the next step, docking with the tractor factory, there are various contact methods.

   After finishing the phone call, Du Fei went out and went straight to the 8270 factory.

   Walking from here, it is relatively close to the factory, and it takes half an hour to ride a motorcycle.

   Factory Manager Yang guessed that he was due to come early this morning, so he simply waited at the guard in advance.

  Seeing Du Fei, he got on a motorcycle and went directly to the large warehouse in the factory.

  The large warehouse is for storing important materials, and it is two miles away from the gate of the factory.

  Du Fei stopped the motorcycle for a look, and couldn't help calling out "Good guy".

  I saw outside the gate of the warehouse, people from the security department were fully armed and guarded.

   Obviously regarded the tank in the warehouse as a baby bump.

  Du Fei didn't think it was necessary.

  Such a big iron guy, weighing dozens of tons, cannot be stolen.

  As for the upper parts, they are particularly precise, and they are probably destroyed.

   But they were all full of energy and serious expressions. Du Fei didn't say much, but encouraged them.

   Immediately, the backs of the young men became straighter.

  Director Yang took the key and opened the small door of the warehouse.

  Du Fei walked in.

  The door was not opened, and the warehouse was dark.

   At the next moment, with a bang, Director Yang pulled on the switch.

  The light burst out instantly.

  Not only are the ordinary light bulbs on, but there are two searchlights at the opposite corners above the warehouse.

  The white glare all hit the huge monster in the middle.

  Du Fei narrowed his eyes, his heartbeat accelerated slightly, and looked at the giant steel beast a few meters away.

  A solid, war-damaged t62.

   There used to be a Type 59 tank in the Martyrs Cemetery in Du Fei’s hometown, because it is of the same bloodline, it looks very similar to this at first glance.

  The condition of this tank is better than Du Fei expected.

  The track on the left is gone, and the road wheel in the middle is obviously deformed. It should be hit by the rocket launcher from the oblique side, just hit the road wheel, and lost power.

   On the front of the turret, there is another obviously burned place, which should have been hit, but it didn't penetrate the armor, but the infrared searchlights next to it were all scrapped...

  Du Fei slowly circled the tank.

  Factory Manager Yang followed behind and asked, "Manager, how are we going to deal with this big guy next?"

  Du Fei had thought about it for a long time, and replied directly: "Take it apart first, memorize all the steps, and take a photo with the camera."

  With the mortars and bazookas in front, Director Yang probably knows what Du Fei wants to do.

   But this is a tank! The structure is complex and there are many parts, which is not comparable to mortars and rocket launchers.

   Hearing his reminder, Du Fei smiled and patted Director Yang on the shoulder: "Don't worry, Lao Yang, I know what I'm doing. In short, listen to me first, and talk about it after the dismantling is over."

  Factory Manager Yang fulfilled his duty of reminder, so he stopped being persistent and began to arrange people.

   After a while, the uncle and Li Geng brought over a dozen people.

   Just say hello and they get to work.

  First draw a grid on the ground, and then place the disassembled parts in different categories.

   Moreover, in Li Geng's hands, he actually took a blueprint of a Type 59 tank.

  As the old saying goes, follow the gourd to draw a ladle.

   With this drawing, it is easier to find the difference between Type 59 and T62.

  Du Fei is not an expert, and will never intervene in specific work.

  He is very clear about his position.

   Put forward a goal, use the portable space to solve key problems, and leave the rest to professionals.

  Everyone was busy for a while, Du Fei saw that Li Geng was a little free, so he called him over.

   "Manager, you are amazing!" Li Geng picked a thumbs up as soon as he came over: "This t62 tank is definitely the best medium tank at present. I heard that you can bring back two of them, and you can get one."

  Should I say it or not, Li Geng's flattery is a bit blunt, which is obviously not his strong point, and his expressions, tone, and emotions are not in place.

  Du Fei accepted his flattery with a smile, looked at the scene of dismantling the tank, and asked: "Old Li, your colleagues and classmates, are there any experts who study tanks..."

  Li Geng frowned slightly, hesitant to speak.

  Du Fei turned his head to look at him: "Lao Li, if you have something to say, just say it, don't worry about it."

  Li Geng gritted his teeth and said, "Manager, you want to imitate a tank, don't you?"

  Du Fei nodded.

  Li Geng persuaded: "With all due respect, a tank is not a rocket launcher. It is a complex system engineering. With the current technical level of our factory, I am afraid it will be very difficult."

  Of course Du Fei understood that if he hadn’t had the plug-in of the portable space, he would never have such an arrogant idea.

  Looking at Li Geng with a serious face, Du Fei was noncommittal to his persuasion.

   asked back: "Then what do you think is more appropriate for us?"

  (end of this chapter)