Liu Yuanzhai is an ordinary commoner in Dongying, with an average background, but because of his good-looking face, he was favored by the young lady of the Kujo family and got married.

Originally, he saw that he could eat soft rice and sing songs without worry, and live this life peacefully.

However, the wolf ambitions of the devil army are dissatisfied with the land of the four islands, and they always think about expansion and aggression.

So, he was forced to join the army.

Relying on the relationship of the Kujou family, he also mixed up to the rank of second lieutenant.

That's good.

Originally, when the Linxian Transportation Brigade was still there, the transportation brigade he was in did not have so much pressure, and the task was relatively easy.

However, after the Linxian Brigade was defeated by the Independent Regiment, the pressure on his brigade increased sharply, and night shifts like today often occurred.

Today, unlike in the past, the Eighth Route Army's actions were ferocious, and the destruction of the communication lines became more and more intense.

It's better during the day, but this night walk really reminds him to be scared and restless.

As a backdoor soldier, he has completed systematic training, otherwise he would not have been placed in a logistics unit like a transport team.

Four truckloads of rice were sent too far, but they were not considered military supplies, and they were the private reserves of high-ranking officials in the army.

Devils are used to eating rice.

Jinxi people love to eat noodles.

This kind of deviation still makes many devils unaccustomed.

In this era of scarcity, we should not be picky eaters, but for some people with power, it is nothing.

The rice production in western Jinxi is not high, and these four truckloads of rice were scavenged by the devil with a lot of effort.

Therefore, this more important transportation task was handed over to Liu Yuanzhai.

The night road is long, and the headlights are swaying, up and down, and a bit bumpy.

The speed of the car is not fast, which makes people feel sleepy.

As a soldier, there is no such rule as fatigue driving.

After driving for four or five hours in a row, it is still very boring and boring, although Liu Yuanzhai does not need to be opened, but the people who sit in the car are often more tired than the car.

His eyelids were a little heavy and drowsy, and Liu Yuanzhai closed his eyes with a sigh.

In the dream, the wife is on the side, and the wine and food are beautiful.

But just when she was immersed in a sweet dream, the driver stopped the car with a foot on the brakes.

"What about you!" Liu Yuanzhai was awakened from a sweet dream and shook his head reluctantly.

"There's a car in front of you that has broken down!" The driver said as he gestured to the truck on the side of the road in front of him.

Liu Yuanzhai rubbed his eyes and looked at the area where the headlights shone.

There was indeed a truck parked there, and it was parked sideways, with the hood of the car open, toolboxes and scattered tools on the ground, and two yellow soldiers in military uniforms were smoking.

On the surface, it does look like a friendly car's car has broken down.

But on this big night, a car suddenly appeared on the road, which still made Liu Yuanzhai vigilant.

"Get out of the car and take a look! Be careful, the road hasn't been smooth lately! Liu Yuanzhai gave the order.

"Hey!" The driver nodded, pulled the door open and jumped in.

Subsequently, Liu Yuanzhai also got out of the car, then unbuckled the gun bag, put his hand on the gun, and was always ready to deal with emergencies.

The driver trotted over and communicated with a small devil soldier for a while, then turned around and came to Liu Yuanzhai's side and saluted, "Report to Second Lieutenant Liu Yuan, they are the convoy of the Ninth Mixed Brigade in Hong'an County, and they are on a transportation mission, and now the car has broken down and can't drive away, they want to ask us to help repair the car." ”

"Repair?!" Liu Yuanzhai looked puzzled, and then asked, "What are they transporting?" ”

"150MM MOUNTAIN GUN." The driver replied.

The 150mm mountain cannon is considered a heavy artillery, and it is usually not transported by a car, which makes Liu Yuanzhai's suspicions a little heavier.

However, although he was puzzled, he did not turn his face, but asked the driver to check it, while he ordered the others to get out of the car and join him on guard.

If it is true, the task of transporting the cannon cannot be delayed, if he delays the military prostitute because he does not help, and is beaten with a small report, then it will be enough for him to drink a pot at that time.

The driver ran over again and communicated with the newsboy, then came to the back of the car, turned into the trunk, and then carefully checked it before returning to Liu Yuanzhai's side, "Report to Lieutenant Liu Yuan, it is indeed a 150 mountain gun, and the accessories are complete." ”

Liu Yuanzhai nodded, and the doubts in his heart were alleviated a little, "Did they say there was something wrong with their car?" “

"They said they didn't know what the reason it was broken, they just knew it couldn't catch fire." The driver replied.

"You go check it out first, and if you don't bother, do it a favor!" Liu Yuanzhai said.

"Hey!" The driver was ordered to go over and check.

Afterwards, the newsboy trotted to Liu Yuanzhai's side, stood up and saluted, "Thank you for your help!" ”

Liu Yuanzhai returned the salute and said, "You're welcome, I'm a classmate of the same period as your Murakami Masatoshi of the Ninth Mixed Brigade, and this little favor should help." ”

The newsboy's Japanese is not bad, he can understand it, but he doesn't know the interpersonal relationship of the Ninth Mixed Brigade, and he doesn't know if it's the devil officer in front of him who blew him up.

However, the newsboy is an intelligence agent who has been lurking too far away for many years, and the ability to gather intelligence is the same level as the Taoist leader.

Through experience and the subtle expressions on Liu Yuanzhai's face, he confirmed that Liu Yuanzhai should be deceiving him.

So his expression was slightly stunned, and he said in an uncertain tone, "It seems that our troops don't have a lieutenant named Murakami Masathiro. ”

Liu Yuanzhai smiled lightly, "That's my mistake, the last time we met was a year ago, maybe he was transferred to another unit." ”

Through observation, now the newsboy has determined that Liu Yuanzhai is cheating him, so he showed a more puzzled expression, and said, "We really don't have this officer in the mixed brigade, I think you are mistaken, second lieutenant." ”

Liu Yuanzhai raised his eyebrows and pretended to think for a moment, "Maybe it's true that I'm mistaken!" ”

After the temptation, to confirm that there was no danger, Liu Yuanzhai waved his hand and sent the newsboy down, while he himself returned to the car to squint for a while.

As a result, as soon as he closed his eyes, the driver ran back and reported to him on the state of the trucks of the Separate Regiment.

The spark plug is broken!

A very common problem in this period, it can be repaired by changing one, and usually sports cars are carried with a spare.

However, Li Yunlong's truck was robbed, so there was no spare parts in reserve.

Even if there were, these mechanical idiots of the Independent Regiment didn't know each other.

The reason for the driver's report is because he needs to use his own spare parts to repair the car, so he should report it.

Liu Yuanzhai is a person who understands cars, so he naturally knows that there is not much money for spark plugs.

"You go and put them on, and check them on to see if there's anything else wrong?" I'll rest for a while, and then come back and wake me up when their car is fixed. After speaking, Liu Yuanzhai sighed, "You let the others rest for a while." (End of chapter)