After the frail beauty went to the countryside, she went crazy with scientific research.

Chapter 104, Episode 0108: The Profit of Selling One Item and Having Several Portions
The convoy was located at the foot of the mountain to the west. A small portion of the garage was built in the sun, while the other large portion was simply a large hole dug at the foot of the mountain.

The old, dilapidated cars that were originally stored in the warehouse inside the cave have now all been moved to a corner of the large square area outside.

Although it's called a corner, it doesn't occupy a small area. It's just quieter because it's located at the foot of the mountain, and it doesn't affect the travel of other vehicles in the convoy.

Lin Yuexi couldn't even stand for long periods of time, let alone operate the equipment. She had to sit in a wheelchair and wear a mask to avoid the irritation of gasoline smell and dust. She had to be pushed away from time to time to breathe fresh air.

Honestly, if she weren't so capable, the soldiers would have despised her long ago; she's too pretentious.

Fortunately, the soldiers had discipline ingrained in their hearts. No matter what they thought, as long as they were ordered to respect Comrade Lin, they would all do so.

They can at least do it on the surface, and their execution ability is very strong.

Then, after the first car, which had been abandoned for more than two years, was successfully restarted and even smoothly circled the square a few times, when everyone looked at the little girl in the wheelchair, it was not only a genuine respect from the bottom of their hearts, but also a fanatical admiration for her great talent!

She's only a few years old and in poor health, yet she's already so amazing!

Indeed, reading is useful!
Yesterday, some people were not very willing to cooperate, but today not only did most people arrive at the fleet early, but they also rushed to do the work when repairing vehicles.

This is a skill; learning even a little bit is beneficial for the future.

When the military wives went up to the mountainside and looked down, they saw this bustling scene of car repairs. More than a dozen abandoned cars were scattered around, each piece dismantled and surrounded by people.

Each person was in a separate circle, and the others did not disturb each other. Several mechanics, dressed differently, moved between the circles.

Some were washing lumps of iron outside, while others were dismantling large objects in groups of four, five, or even ten. The scene was quite spectacular.

"They've all been torn down? Is it possible to repair it, or are they just going to tear it down and sell it as scrap metal?"

Battalion Commander Zhang's family replied confidently, "It can definitely be repaired. I know Minister Zheng's wife. She said that Minister Zheng would rather those cars be buried with him than dismantle them and sell them as scrap metal."

Yes, Minister Zheng is such an honest man. He wants to keep the number of vehicles in the Northeast Corps in the hundreds. Even if a car is unusable, it still counts as a car just sitting there.

When Minister Zheng is mentioned, all the military wives eagerly look for him.

Where is Minister Zheng?

How could he not be present at such a big event?

Not only Minister Zheng, but also Comrade Lin, who is said to be able to repair cars, was nowhere to be seen in the square.

The wives of the soldiers were all worried. They were genuinely concerned that if the vehicles were dismantled, their number of vehicles would drop to hundreds, which would be a national disgrace and would be detrimental to their husbands' future.

Meanwhile, the two people they were thinking about were currently in one of the warehouses inside the cave, observing a car engine that was nearly a meter tall and whose original color was no longer recognizable.

Well... it should be said that only Lin Yuexi was observing. Although Minister Zheng is the head of logistics, he knows very little about cars and can't even drive one.

This is the engine of a heavy truck.

The NOUI12 is not domestically produced, but purchased from M. It has a load capacity of six tons, making it the largest truck in terms of load capacity currently available.

A year ago, Hua spent a lot of money to buy a total of twenty cars. Comrade Lao Zheng came to Beijing and stayed at No. 2's house. He lay on the ground and hugged his legs, crying and snotting his face. He actually managed to snatch five cars from him.

But back then, Lao Zheng didn't know that we'd been ripped off by M. The twenty trucks M sold us not only lacked technical support, but also didn't include repairs. If a truck broke down and needed fixing, you'd have to pay someone to do it.

Moreover, even if you invite them, they might not come immediately. It depends on whether they have time, whether they are in a good mood or willing, and whether the benefits you offer are enough to satisfy them.

I'll buy you one thing and give you several bonuses.

Are you angry?
Definitely angry.

But there's nothing we can do. We're lagging behind them, our artillery range isn't as far as theirs, and our firearms aren't as powerful.

Who told us we had to learn all our technical skills from them!
Damn it, the more I think about it, the angrier I get. I still want to go back in time and wipe out the Qing Dynasty!
The engine in front of us is from a disaster relief mission. The car was submerged in a muddy river for two days, and by the time it was salvaged, the car was totaled.

They had consulted M's experts, but they kept making excuses, all of which boiled down to one thing: in addition to the repair costs, they had to pay extra benefits, and the benefits they demanded were even higher than the repair fees.

Damn it.

But we can't leave it unrepaired; it cost a lot of money to buy and has only been driven for less than a year.

Moreover, the higher-ups have their own considerations. Well, only one car has broken down so far. If we bring in M's experts now, it's not cost-effective. We'll wait until a few more cars break down before bringing them in.

Thus, the world was only achieved with the wounded Northeast Corps.

Minister Zheng was so anxious that fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, but he held his breath and didn't even breathe loudly, for fear that his breathing would disturb Lin Yuexi, whose eyes were fixed on the engine.

He originally had no hope that Comrade Lin could repair the car. It was said that this car was considered advanced even in M, and the engine was a closely guarded secret. It wasn't that no one had tried to crack it, but so far there had been little progress.

He only thought of the other scrap cars in the warehouse when he heard that Comrade Lin could help Chen Lao repair the Tank engine.

There are mechanics in the fleet. Although they can't compare to top experts like Old Chen, they can basically repair anything that doesn't involve high-precision components. It's only when there are problems with things like the engine that they can't do anything.

So Lao Zheng originally just wanted Lin Yuexi to check if the other engines could be repaired, even if it was just one!

Unexpectedly, in just half a day yesterday afternoon, Comrade Lin didn't even do anything himself. He just sat on the side directing, taking this apart and that off, replacing this part with a new one, washing that part to make it usable. Anyway, he didn't really understand it. He only knew that the two engines were brand new in less than two hours. After they were installed, the car could start!

Old Zheng was so excited when he got home that he tossed and turned on the bed like a pancake for most of the night. He didn't even have the appetite for breakfast this morning and ran all the way to bring Lin Yuexi to the engine in front of him.

After witnessing the miracle yesterday afternoon, Lao Zheng felt that there was a good chance that they could repair the engine themselves without relying on those damn experts from M.

It was precisely because he held such great hope in his heart that his heart was pounding in his throat.

Seeing Lin Yuexi's expression gradually become serious, the small beads of sweat on Lao Zheng's forehead were turning into large beads, and his voice was trembling slightly.

"Is Comrade Lin also helpless?"

Lin Yuexi shook her head.

Old Zheng suddenly felt dizzy. Even Comrade Lin, who could repair those old abandoned engines, couldn't do anything about it?

"I need to open it myself and see where the problem lies."

M's claim that this engine is technologically advanced is no exaggeration; the engines in those junk cars outside are in a completely different league.