Chapter 10 Some Ideas

The donkey cart carried the two to the village department, the village party secretary looked at the people, and sighed in his heart, what kind of crooked melons and cracked dates are this, at this time, the village party secretary knows the whole village.

"Let's go." The village party secretary couldn't say anything, and he complained a little in his heart, where are there so many people who can read? Those who can read and write have already gone to school to teach, and they still go to work as handymen?

In one village, sitting in two donkey carts, Liu Hai felt that it was warmer to walk down, but when he saw everyone sitting on the straw, he was also sitting.

After walking for more than an hour, I saw a big road, but there were no cars on the road, everyone was waiting here.

After waiting for about an hour, one or two buses appeared.

"Don't bring straw with you."

"Queue, hurry, throw things on the roof of the car." The conductor was carrying a wooden box with a ticket on one side of the lid and money inside.

"Come up, come up, hurry." A man in a tunic hurriedly said.

"This is the county official Wang, you have to listen to the king." The village party secretary spoke.

Bangs and his peers got on the car one after another, and the burden or something was thrown on the roof of the car, and the carriage was full of people.

Liu Hai saw it, this is the 345 bus, from Pyeongchang North to Xinjiekou (I don't know if it's right, I found this, and the suburbs were all three-digit shifts at that time.) )

Bangs feel uncomfortable, one is that the speed of driving is very fast, because there are no cars.

But the road is not very good, and there are people who vomit, and there are people with chickens, with dogs, and some people open the window and vomit, not to mention the smell of blowing in.

Liu Hai emptied his mind, thinking in his heart that he would find a way to go to the third brother's territory in 62 years, he used to think that this idea was unreliable, but now he thinks it is very likely.

Bang Hai has a rough plan, first find an open space, F35 vertical take-off, although the combat radius of vertical take-off is only 400 km, he can pull down a maximum of 800 km in a single way.

Then change the plane in the air, first hover at a certain altitude, and then return to the aircraft carrier space entirely, change to an F35 aircraft with auxiliary fuel tanks, even if it comes out at a high altitude and turns off the ignition, it is no problem at all.

"Kyoto to Delhi is almost more than 3,000 kilometers, with the F35 with auxiliary fuel tanks, a single range can reach more than 2,000 kilometers, now there is a lot to do, the first is to be familiar with the take-off of the F35 in the aircraft carrier space, this is not a difficult point. The second is the biggest difficulty, what do you want to lose? Bombs are OK, but aircraft carriers carry laser-guided bombs and air-to-surface missiles, which is obviously inappropriate. ”

"The fragments of these things are worth a fortune, not even TNT, because modern explosives are much more advanced than they were at this time."

"Petrol bombs? Thermobaric bombs are a bit too brutal, but there are still years to go, so it's best to find some ammunition that fits the times. "Bangs was thinking about things in his head, and he really felt better.

"And Lao Maozi, I have to think of a way, Pakistani handicraft workshops can make weapons, not to mention yourself, RPG is still okay, no more gas canister demolition device, this thing stuffs more explosives, and also shocks the people in the tank to death, because the highest death from roadside bombs in the Middle East is not directly killed, it is shocked." Suddenly there was a loud roar that brought bangs to his senses.

"You have to vomit far away, knowing that you can eat so much in the car."

"See you next time, fuck off." The conductor looked over and saw that someone had vomited on the outside of the car, and a large piece was stained on the outside of the car, so he stood up and scolded.

Liu Hai knows the virtue of the conductor in this era, he can really let you get out, and don't be forced to talk when you enter the restaurant, otherwise the waiter and the cook will come out to fuck you, and then there is no photo, and you must not beat customers at will.

After shaking for more than an hour, the bangs were fine, and the other people in the car vomited when they got down.

"Fine!" A few aunts wearing red sleeves hurriedly ran over.

Some of them got off the bus and couldn't stand steadily, drawing unbridled ridicule from others around them.

"Country."

"I've never been in a car."

"The most unqualified."

Xinjiekou, most of the buildings here are low, at a glance, at most, five or six stories high.

Secretary Wang took more than 30 people and walked along Xinjiekou to the east.

"This is the hotel."

"This is a bathhouse."

"Department stores."

The group did not take the car, passing through Deshengmen East Street, Andingmen West Street, Andingmen East Street, and then turned right to Dongzhimen.

"Come, everyone listen, everyone draw lots, and enter whatever factory you catch."

"When I came, I believed that the branch secretary had said that everyone should work hard to contribute to the country, this is a political task, and if anyone comes back halfway, it will be a deserter." Officer Wang said loudly.

On the other side, there were some workers in overalls, looking at the newcomers in groups of three or five, and some of them let out inexplicable laughter.

"This rolling mill, here's your letter." Officer Wang asked for the address and name of this person, and after filling it out, he pointed to the person who drew lots and went to the rolling mill.

I don't know how to read this, I looked at the workers in my work clothes, and then I looked at myself, and I walked over, but I didn't expect to walk through and go to the milk factory, because the milk factory is also three words.

"Here, I've walked through." A few veteran workers at the rolling mill laughed and led the man over.

Bangs are speechless, this atmosphere is .......

Liu Ershi, who came all the way to Liu Hai, went to the milk factory, this guy has a weak personality and is estimated to be bullied.

"You, motorcycle factory." After Liu Hai drew lots, he said the address and name, and Officer Wang filled it in on the spot, and the official seal below was knocked out first.

Bangs came to the side of the two people in the motorcycle factory, and the blue cotton clothes worn by these workers basically have no patches, but the bangs are all patches.

"Literacy?" The two were watching the excitement here, and when they saw that Liu Hai was not leaving in front of the two of them, they hurriedly asked.

"Meet the car." Liu Hai replied with three words, wondering in his heart, should he connect with other people, and then everyone go back together? You don't have to worry about eating and drinking, and you still have things to do, what are you doing in the factory? Suffer?

"Bangs, do you have any energy?" The two picked up the letter in Liu Hai's hand and asked.

"Yes."

At this time, there was another motorcycle factory, this one was older, and he was better dressed than bangs.

"Two masters, smoking." This guy doesn't look good, but he will come to trouble, so he picked up a pack of cigarettes and handed it to the two people who picked him up, as for the bangs, he was ignored.

"Yang Guangdong, not bad." The two picked up the letter and read it, this person's name is Yang Guangdong.

"In the future, I will ask the two masters to take care of it more." Yang Guangdong took out one more person.

"Yes, yes."

"You're welcome."

Then the third person from the motorcycle factory came, this big one and three thick, just a little squinted, and looked like he was staring at people.

"Let's follow, our factory is located on Xiejie outside Dongzhimen, and it manufactures three-wheeled motorcycles."

"We're right across the street from the rolling mill."