Chapter 35 The Wood-Burning Motorcycle

When the captives had finished eating, they all huddled behind the barbed wire fence and looked curiously at the camp of the pirates, one after another of the carts they had brought with them, loaded with bricks and bags of strange things, dragged along the very well-paved avenue to the camp by a group of pirates, some wearing green cardigans, some wearing the same tattered clothes as the captives.

The seizure of these dozens of large cars has greatly alleviated the current situation of insufficient vehicles in the crossing, and the vehicles purchased during the preparation of the crossing are all motor vehicles, and no one thinks about the lack of fuel, and always feels that there is no fuel to go to the gas station to refuel. When I got here, I found that the oil in the oil tank was getting less and less day by day, and when I drove a woodworking machine, I saw those generators open their mouths and suck in the oil tank, and all the people who knew the current situation were heartbroken. The industrial team has now stopped all its work and is devoting itself to the study of gas generators to solve the current shortage of fuel.

Xiao Jing is a motorcycle enthusiast, he likes to cross the bucket three-wheeled motorcycle on weekdays, this time he brought his own cross-bucket three-wheeled motorcycle also brought over, before the loading of the ship was too space, so the motorcycle was all dismantled, piled in the corner of the freighter. After a little free time in the past few days, he took a few friends to unload the motorcycle and assemble it with the rest time at night. But after assembling it, it was useless to keep it there, which made everyone very strange. When I asked, I found out that this is a motorcycle with a displacement of 750, and it is an oil tiger in the old time and space on weekdays, and every time he goes to refuel, he will feel a good pain in the flesh, which is in the new time and space, and this gasoline is simply a place where there is a shortage of materials, and the two barrels of gasoline he brought did not dare to add to it at all. Even if he brought his own materials, if he used gasoline indiscriminately at this time, he would be directly criticized to death, especially as one of the five executive committees, he could only watch the motorcycle being sawed every day on the flat outside the timber mill.

On this day, he was also instructing several newly sent prisoners to learn how to use the drying kiln to dry wood, which was the second project set up by the construction team after the toilet, and the large pit dug directly with an excavator, and then built with some materials brought with it. During this period, since the brick factory was put into operation, bricks were continuously sent over, so that Xiao Jing's timber factory had enough building materials to build a new brick drying kiln.

"Old Xiao!" Several of the veterans who were picking up equipment at the lumber mill nodded at him.

Xiao Jing listened to the voice, turned his head and saw that it was Cheng Jun from the Planning Commission who led the team, and they came to receive a batch of newly processed finished timber from the timber group for storage.

"What? Still feeling sorry for your motorcycle? Cheng Jun saw him and involuntarily turned his head to glance at the three-wheeled motorcycle, and couldn't help but tease.

Xiao Jing couldn't help but bow his head and sighed and shook his head, "If I knew it, I wouldn't have taken it out, let alone it, I would have lost it at home, and it would be troublesome to death." Our fuel was already insufficient, but we forgot that this guy was an oil tiger. I'm afraid that I won't be able to develop oil fields in the past ten years, and this motorcycle will still fart for more than ten years? Just take care of it and lose the museum...... Lost. ”

Cheng Jun smiled and looked at the list of supplies in his hand. "Don't complain, it's too late to say anything, come, you read the list first, and I'll go to the warehouse with you to clear the goods."

Xiao Jing looked at the list of materials carefully, and was still muttering in his mouth, "Seriously, this motorcycle is still the old Yangtze River 750 from before, and it is a cousin of the BMW R75 in World War II, it's a pity to lose it like this......"

"And the BMW pedigree? You just blow it. ”

"Sun Tzu lied to you! In the early days of World War II, Germany and the Soviet Union worked together on the development of tanks and vehicles, and later in World War II, after the war, the Soviet Union dismantled BMW's motorcycle production line back, just like in the Northeast, not even a single screw was left. Later, in the fifties and sixties, it was given to China, and there was a special approval document for domestic production, and no modifications were allowed, even if it was to replace the screws of the reflector, it had to be specially applied. Therefore, this Yangtze River 750 is the one with the strongest German blood. ”

"What's the use of German blood? It's not still an oil tiger. ”

"yes...... 100 kilometers of fuel consumption can be compared with a car, I used to be a little afraid to drive out at home, afraid of fuel consumption, but to this side actually brain pumping to bring over. ”

"Seriously, it would be nice if this thing could burn coal like a steam locomotive, even if it didn't work and change it to gas......" Cheng Jun nodded on the list with a smile, "Sign here after reading it." ”

Xiao Jing was stunned on the spot and didn't move. Cheng Jun thought that he hadn't made it clear, and before he could speak, he clicked on the list again, and saw Xiao Jing looking at him blankly, "What did you just say?" ”

"Sign here after reading ......"

"It's not this sentence, this previous sentence."

"Changed to a gas-burning ......"

Xiao Jing shoved the list into his hand as if he had just woken up from a dream, turned around and ran in the direction of the camp office.

"Alas! You haven't signed it yet! Cheng Jun was speechless for a while, and before he could shout such a sentence, Xiao Jing had already disappeared from his sight.

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The next morning, Zhang Yuan brought a few people with three cans of small size to find Xiao Jing in the lumber factory. "This is something made according to the drawings you gave me, but because of the tight schedule, there may be some air leaks in some places......" Zhang Yuan said a little uneasy. To tell the truth, he is a bit of a welder who learns machinery, but there are few people who can weld in the industry, so he can only catch ducks on the shelves in a hurry.

Xiao Jing waved his hand, "It's okay, this doesn't have such a big requirement for sealing." Come on, you happen to be here too, just help me install it together, it shouldn't take long. ”

After a morning of tossing and turning, the men finally got this strange jar combination on the motorcycle. At this time, the style of the motorcycle has completely changed, although the body and body of the seat have not changed much before, but the places behind the saddle have been removed, and many places are directly cut with a cutting gun, and the patent leather is up in the cut places, which is very ugly. But if you look a little back, you can only find it even more ugly, a large black cylinder with a height of one meter and a diameter of thirty centimeters is fixed behind the body, next to a small cylinder that is also high but only twenty centimeters in diameter, and another ugly large box is mounted on a small cylinder, which is directly connected by various pipes, and the last pipe extends directly from the inside of the iron box to the oil inlet of the engine.

"This thing really makes a car run?" Zhang Yuan and a few guys from the industrial group had no confidence in this thing that he had made with his own hands.

Xiao Jing didn't know the bottom of his own heart, "I only saw such a device before the crossing, this large tank is used to incompletely burn wood to produce gas, and then filter through this small tank and then send it to the engine, so that it can be burned as fuel." ”

"Does it really work?" Zhang Yuan didn't pay any attention to his explanation, but was very curious about whether this ugly thing could drive this motorcycle.

Xiao Jing glanced at his mouth, "To be honest, I don't know, but I always have to give it a try, if this is successful, we will not solve the problem of this motorcycle, the fuel shortage of all our motorcycles has been solved." ”

"Motorcycles? And what about cars? An industrial veteran next to him hurriedly asked.

"A motorcycle is a vehicle that runs on a petroleum fuel...... Including gasoline engines and diesel engines......" Zhang Yuan had to temporarily explain the scope of motorcycles, while watching Xiao Jing throw wood into the compartment in the middle of the big tank.

Seeing Xiao Jing close the lid of the burning canister and put the lock on it, he asked with a smile, "How many kilometers are you running here?" ”

"I don't know...... Xiao Jing turned his head and smiled, "You guys helped me push the car down the road, adding this thing is weird." ”

This ignition work is quite laborious...... First of all, Xiao Jing tried to reach directly into the incendiary tank to light it, but he didn't even ignite his own hand when it was about to be roasted; He then tried to light a stick of wood and put it in the incendiary canister, but it was quickly extinguished again.

In the end, I had no choice but to take out all the firewood, light it outside, and add it one by one. After putting on the cover, Xiao Jing immediately stepped on his feet, but he didn't start after stepping on it a few times.

"It seems that it takes a certain amount of time to burn to the amount of gas needed, by the way, this doesn't need to be vented, right?" Zhang Yuan asked on the side.

Xiao Jing shook his head, "This is not a diesel engine, where is the exhaust?" ”

"I'm talking about carbon dioxide...... Isn't gas carbon monoxide? The fire that was raging when you put it in just now must have completely burned, and now it must be mostly carbon dioxide in the gas tank. ”

Xiao Jing suddenly realized, hurriedly opened the ventilation valve, changed it for a while, and then stepped on the car twice and stepped on it directly......

A group of industrial veterans cheered and hugged each other, provoking the veterans of several nearby work sites and a group of prisoners to also curiously look at the motorcycle that had been poisoned by the unrecognizable feet.

Xiao Jing rode the car in the direction of the brickyard for a while, and then rode back again, feeling like he was alive again.

Zhang Yuan patted him on the shoulder as he got out of the car, "How do you feel?" ”

"It's okay, there was a section just now that drove to 70 kilometers per hour, but I felt that this gas was always a little short of supply, and the speed could not be increased anymore, and I also had to try how long I could run with a full tank of firewood."

"I'll try!" Liu Lihua jumped into the car for the first time at this time, and directly squeezed Xiao Jing down, muttering while touching the headlights of the car, "I really didn't expect to travel to this time and space, and I can still see this thing......" said and kissed it on the speedometer. Then with a twist of the accelerator, the car jumped straight out......

"This kid is running in such a hurry, although there are no people and cars on this road, but you have to be careful......" Xiao Jing was a little depressed. Zhang Yuan was smiling on the side.

Xiao Jing asked a little strangely. "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, you don't have an axe in the car, do you? Wait a minute, if this kid runs out of firewood on the road, he can only pick up firewood all the way back. ”