Choshiko Port Recycling Station –

Contrary to Willisa's avoidance of conflicts, the Oarai Automatory, which was barely able to travel at a speed of less than 30km/h after removing the turret and reducing the load, met the people of the other academies up close.

"No, it's all ours!" In front of several chariots that were hastily hung up and dragged by steel cables, a girl with short black hair and dark skin was stretching her body into the word "big", and used her body to block in front of the rescue tiger driven by everyone in the automatic car department.

These people actually entered such a place in short-sleeved shorts and slippers, should they be said to be afraid of dirty or bold? It's always just to get the chariot and it's hard to feel right.

"Well, your trailers are already screaming." Rescue Tiger Driver Tsuchiya pointed to the embarrassing scene behind the girl and said with a dry smile.

Two armored vehicles that look very unreliable at the top of their sizes, are trying to tow 3 tanks of different sizes, which look very similar to the Type 95 and Type 97 tanks in their country, and the reason why the word "looks like" is that the knowledge of the automatic vehicle department is not enough to know the tank, and I have never seen the actual car, and the appearance always feels a little different, and I am not sure. There may also be differences in different periods of the same model of combat vehicles, and the non-standard battlefield repair version is even more so.

However, the only thing that is certain is that the movement of the tow cart is almost non-existent, and the tracks are rubbing against the irregular ground, making a mournful grinding sound.

Originally, these people were going to be transported away in batches, but they found a rescue tiger driving in the distance, and the tiger's mighty body gave them a lot of pressure, and they felt that they might not be able to compete for this school, so they wanted to tow it away at one time.

"That's right, we're here to find the chariot, and we understand your feelings, but we have to do what we can. No, no, your car is really going to fail! Hoshino, who was traveling with him, also persuaded.

"It's over, it's over, and in our experience, it's going to catch fire soon." Suzuki, who has the same dark skin as the other party, also seconded.

It's really persuasion, as an automatic car department, I will have a sense of love when I see the car, and I will scream like this and hold it hard, it will really ............

"Shut up, we won't be fooled!" But the other party doesn't eat hard and soft, and it seems that he really wants these vehicles.

However, as the autopilot said, after a while, black smoke came out from behind a towing vehicle.

The driver was startled and quickly turned off the vehicle, which prevented the danger from further expanding.

"Ah, it's over." A few girls suddenly OTZ, it was difficult to drag, there was one less, there were no experts in the field repair among several people, in order to ensure, the remaining cars had to tow the damaged towing car, so this "salvage" was not completely lost?

"Their car is paraplegic, shall I go treat them?" Nakajima asked the other crew members of the automatic car department.

The other crew members nodded, naturally not having an opinion, just like the feeling that the military doctor who was a prisoner in the war was willing to treat the wounded of the enemy.

Nakajima jumped off the rescue tiger with a toolbox.

"What do you want to do!" The other party looked very vigilant.

"It's just to help you fix it, instead of us arguing here, let's take care of the car that is in pain." Nakajima shook the toolbox in his hand.

Nakajima's way of talking to the car is funny, like treating the car as a child. In addition, there was no worse situation, so the other party gave in a daze, and played all kinds of scalpels for Nakajima to climb onto their tow car...... Ahem, it's a repair tool.

"Hey, hey, I'll be fine soon." Nakajima also hummed like a child while repairing it.

Miraculously, thanks to the efforts of the universal automatic car department, the tow car was quickly repaired.

"Thank you so much, then this one will be a thank you gift." It was true that she knew that the largest chariot could not be dragged away once, and the girl who was leading the other party ordered her people to let go of the steel cable that was pulling the largest chariot.

"Oh, then we'll take you away unceremoniously."

These cars were originally discarded here, and it was a bit wrong to say that they were used as a thank you gift, but the Oarai Automobile Department lost because they cared about this.

"BY THE WAY, THIS IS A COSMETIC PRODUCT THAT OUR SCHOOL IS RUNNING, BURMESE TRADITIONAL MEDICINE TREE POWDER THANAKA - CITRUS TREE GROUND POWDER AND WATER APPLIED TO THE SKIN, EVEN IN THE TROPICS, PERFECT SUN PROTECTION, BECAUSE 100% NATURAL, SO ANY SKIN CAN USE IT WITH PEACE OF MIND." At this time, the other party suddenly took out a can of cosmetics without any label, 100% 33% no product, or called Tufa self-product, and started to sell it.

"You can call me Ang, this jar can be tried first, this jar is paste, it is more convenient to use. If you are satisfied, please introduce it to your classmates and friends, and there is a business card for our cosmetics store's order contact information, please take care of it. Then the cosmetics and business cards were stuffed into Nakajima.

"Oh......"

"In short, although I am very unwilling, I can only thank you this time, if I am lucky enough to meet on the field, I don't have to show mercy, goodbye."

Several people got into the towing cart and slowly dragged the two Type 95 light chariots away.

"What?"

"Is it a good cosmetic?"

"See? Try it? ”

Several people surrounded the Sanwu cosmetics in Nakajima's hand at once, they were all young girls, and it was impossible not to be interested in cosmetics.

"Let's talk about this later." Nakajima stuffed cosmetics and business cards into the pockets of his overalls, which was inconvenient here, after all, this was half a garbage dump, and everyone was not a few big guys on the other side, and like the Akiyama group, they were all fully armed.

"Hurry up and tow this chariot aboard." Nakajima said.

"But what kind of chariot is this?" Suzuki tilted his head to look at the chariot, which was also lying crookedly on the metal pile, hoping that the opposite face could be seen clearly.

The silhouette of this tank is obviously a Type 97 medium tank, but there is no 57mm short-barreled gun with that logo on the small round old turret, only a machine gun that is crooked to the side and naturally sagging, but a barrel sticks out of the front of the hull.

Historically, there are not a few combat vehicles with machine gun turrets, but they are relatively small combat vehicles, and the installation of the gun in the turret may cause problems with the center of gravity and operating space, although the Type 97 is only less than 20t, but it is very large compared to those, how can the gun be mounted on the hull?

"Do you want to look around?" Hoshino suggested that the tank wasn't too small, but its combat power didn't seem to match its size, and it felt like the Type 95 light tanks that those people had taken away seemed to be a little more powerful.

"No, it would be nice to find the chariot, but if we look for it again, what if they come back or someone else takes this one away? If we don't have anything else to gain, we really won't have anything to gain today. Suzuki retorted.

(To be continued)