"You are Lao Qin's son, I know your father very well, I didn't expect you to be so old, you came into the factory, just do it well."

Zhang Xiangqian, test driver, Qin Zhenhua only met today, it seems that this person is a good friend of his father. His father was always away from home, so Qin Zhenhua didn't hear anything from his father.

Zhang Xiangqian looked at Qin Zhenhua, his eyes were full of kindness, he and Qin Zhenhua's father were old friends, thinking that back then, they also went to a certain island in the north together and dragged the T62 tank back, and later, Qin Zhenhua had this new name, and when he saw him, he could think of his father.

This Qin Zhenhua, I don't know where he went, he didn't find it, he returned to the cafeteria, and waited for a while before waiting for him.

"Uncle Zhang, my father, what happened to the accident?" Qin Zhenhua asked Zhang Xiangqian, this is what Qin Zhenhua wants to figure out the most.

Since his father's accident, the factory has been covering up, just saying that he died in the line of duty, but in the past few days, Qin Zhenhua has found that many people in the factory seem to have deep hostility towards their father, what is going on?

"Zhenhua, these things, let's talk about them later, in the future, if you have any difficulties, come to me." Zhang Xiangqian stood up, he was just cooking in the cafeteria, and he had prepared the food to take home to eat. And now, it seems that they are running away from something

"No, I want to know."

"Your father had an accident during the test gun." After Zhang Xiangqian said this, he had already picked up his lunch box and walked out, he didn't want to mention too much to Qin Zhenhua, after all, it was all over.

"What about tanks?" Qin Zhenhua caught up behind.

Zhang Xiangqian's footsteps stopped, but he didn't look back, just whispered: "At the tank scrap yard." ”

Scrap yard? No wonder I didn't find it today! It's actually in the scrap yard! Qin Zhenhua stopped, it won't be tonight, tomorrow morning, I'll go to the scrap yard to have a look!

The night gradually darkened, and when I returned to the dormitory, Wang Erzhu, who was in the same dormitory, was already asleep. The labor intensity in the factory these days is very high, and he is tired enough.

Sitting on his bed, Qin Zhenhua took out the red-skinned diary in his pocket, this diary is very old, and even because he accidentally knocked over a hot water bottle, many places on the diary have been mottled, but the things recorded on it one by one are regarded by Qin Zhenhua as the most precious things.

Turning the title page, there are several big characters dancing with dragons and phoenixes: tank, king of land warfare, firepower first!

He turned to the place where the 69 tank was, and when he looked at it seriously, what was recorded on it was the essence, and it was something that was not in the production materials and use materials of the 69 tank.

Transmission system, helical gears, assembly items, must pay attention to, this was recorded when the 69 tank production technology training, at that time, my father was one of the important representatives of the factory.

Qin Zhenhua took out another book, and when he rode his bicycle out of the maintenance workshop, he happened to wander around to the reference room, so he borrowed one.

Now, when I compare it with my father's notebook, sure enough, the contents are exactly the same.

Qin Zhenhua lay on the bed, holding his diary, and slowly fell asleep.

The next day, just after dawn, slogans rang out in the factory.

"One-two-one, one-two-one."

"In the engine workshop, the pace is a little chaotic, the little man in front, raise your legs, run faster! The back, the back is messy! ”

"Foundry, what's going on with you? Do I need to send you to military training? ”

At the same time, the security department of the factory is also responsible for organizing morning exercises every morning, and most of the management of the first machine factory is born out of militarization, and the running drills every morning are also strict.

It's summer now, and it's relatively comfortable, but in winter, it's cold, and running at that time is a common test of will and physical strength.

In fact, most of the factory is manual work, so this running drill is not for physical exercise, but mainly to cultivate the discipline of workers.

At the back of the line are the apprentices, compared to the regular workers, the apprentices are very young, energetic and energetic, but their formation is not neat, especially the last few newcomers, the running is always so procrastinating.

"Hey, Brother Zhenhua, why did you go?" When the team turned around the intersection of an internal road in the factory, Qin Zhenhua suddenly jumped out and got into the team, Wang Erzhu looked at him, and asked in a low voice as he ran.

"Convenient." Qin Zhenhua replied very simply, the inspectors of the security department were in front, and every time they ran and exercised, they had to count the number of people, and now, they finally caught up.

Qin Zhenhua continued to run forward, he was breathing in the fresh air, and at the same time, he couldn't suppress his emotions, facing the wind, tears couldn't stop flowing.

Just now, he did not go to the convenience, but ran to the site of the scrapped tank of the tank factory.

The management of the tank factory is very strict, those red armbands are always supervised, everyone is in the workshop, their poisonous eyes can see clearly, can not run around.

Only when he got off work, there were people everywhere, Qin Zhenhua had a chance, yesterday he took this opportunity to look around, but he found the wrong direction, until Zhang Xiangqian said that in the tank scrap yard, Qin Zhenhua had a goal, he couldn't wait to get off work in the afternoon, just when he was running morning exercises, circling around the factory, Qin Zhenhua found an opportunity and copied a shortcut, just in the middle to pass through the scrapped field, where he saw the martyred tank with his own eyes.

The turret has been separated from the hull, although it is still buckled on it, but I see that the seat has been deformed, and the tank as a whole has not rusted, which means that it is a recent accident, and in this tank, my father is already gone.

Thinking of this, Qin Zhenhua felt that tears were already flowing down the corners of his eyes, and he even wanted to jump in to see what it looked like inside, but he still held back, if he didn't leave, he would miss the time, he made a lot of determination at that time, took one last look at the tank, and then ran back along the shortcut.

His father died for the purpose of experimenting with tank guns, but until now, the factory has not given his father an explanation, it is just a simple death in the line of duty, and his father should be rated as a martyr!

My father has always been conscientious in the factory, and his usual job is to get up early and be greedy for darkness, and rarely go home, but Qin Zhenhua does not blame his father, thinking that he lacks fatherly love, he is proud of his father, so now, he is even more determined to investigate the truth of his father's accident and correct his father's name!

Qin Zhenhua worked hard to free himself from his memories, he gave up the college entrance examination and entered the factory, not only to provoke the burden of the family, but also for his father!

That Liu Jianzhi is always dissatisfied with himself, what's going on?