When troops march and fight, various weapons are indispensable to repair. Among them, there are seized and their own losses. How to repair these things is an urgent problem. There are also military repair facilities within the Volunteer Army, all the way to regiment-level units.

However, the repair ability of the 347th Regiment where Zhou Qingfeng is located is very low, and important weapons are generally sent to division-level units for repair. However, since the regiment repair center is at the grassroots level, a large amount of weapons and equipment are sent over.

Zhou Qingfeng's company was in a state of renovation and had not started the war yet. So he took the time to volunteer to go to the regiment's machinery repair center, and knocked on the way of the machinery repair center supervisor with two packs of cigarettes, and offered to come and help.

"You two can repair weapons?" The director of the machinery repair shop is a thin and black man in his forties. The machinery repair shop where he works is just a temporary tent, with more than fifty people under his command, but there are quite a few worn-out things placed on various carts.

The institute lacks tools and materials, and the personnel are of a lower level. What can be done is to simply classify the damaged weapons sent. If you make a simple repair, the complicated ones can only be sent away. Seeing Zhou Qingfeng and the two young men, the people in the institute looked at them with suspicion.

"Can you know if you can repair it? You can try it?" Zhou Qingfeng had made a promise. He had learned some basic maintenance knowledge when he was struggling in the military industry. Not to mention ordinary military weapons, he could even repair old-fashioned tanks and aircraft.

"Haha..., you're not a little angry." How could the director believe Zhou Qingfeng's words easily? He pointed to several trucks near the repair shop and said, "If you can work, just repair those trucks for me."

Repairing a truck is very simple! But when Zhou Qingfeng walked to the truck, he found that these trucks were in rags and were all riddled with holes caused by machine guns.

"We are short of transport trucks now, but the Americans are unwilling to let us seize these vehicles. These were hit by the enemy's air force and could not drive them. Our soldiers were reluctant to throw them away and found a way to send them to us, but we couldn't repair them and could not transport them away, so we could only throw them away."

The director sighed when he looked at these trucks. There are fewer people who can drive and even fewer people who can repair cars. It is even more difficult to repair cars that have been smashed by enemy planes.

But seeing this scene, Zhou Qingfeng and the "Old Machine Gun" did not give up easily. The two looked at each other and immediately began to inspect the trucks. They first judged the damage of these vehicles and evaluated how to repair them.

Seeing that these two people actually started to repair, everyone in the repair shop came out to see. The current vehicle reliability is not very good, and some repair tools are indispensable on the car. Zhou Qingfeng started working with these simple tools.

"Big Brother Zhou, the engine of this car is good, but the chassis is broken."

"Big Big Zhou, these tires should be able to be used."

"Big Brother Zhou, the axle of this car is broken."

The 'Old Machine Gun' once repaired a car, and his judgment on vehicle failure was more accurate than Zhou Qingfeng. After the two of them broke up, the director of the repair shop could no longer sit still. He asked anxiously: "Can you really repair it?"

"It should be possible to piece together two vehicles, and other seriously damaged vehicles can also recycle some spare parts." Zhou Qingfeng inspected a total of seven damaged trucks and came to a rather optimistic conclusion.

"It's good to be able to repair two vehicles." The director shouted immediately: "Come on, everyone will help you and listen to the command of Comrade Xiao Zhou. If two vehicles can be repaired, it can be used to transport ammunition and supplies for us. This is our very shortage of equipment."

Jacks, wrenches, and hoist hangs are all the simplest tools. However, under the command of Zhou Qingfeng, dozens of people from the machinery repair center were mobilized.

A group of people were busy for several hours and pieced together a truck damaged front. They replaced it with a new engine, repaired the axle, and used the wheels. They started it again when the rumbling sound rang out, countless people in the audience were very happy.

"It's really OK!" Seeing Zhou Qingfeng easily turn the steering wheel in the cab, driving the truck around, the director of the repair shop chased him and kept running, so happy that his back teeth were exposed. "I really didn't expect that these wastes could come in handy."

After walking a few times, Zhou Qingfeng jumped out of the truck and said regretfully: "Our gasoline is not enough, and the enemy's air force is too arrogant, otherwise it will really come in handy."

"As long as it can be repaired, it's fine." The people in the repair shop were not demanding, so they chased Zhou Qingfeng and asked him to piece together the second truck.

But Zhou Qingfeng was not so happy now. He smiled and asked the director of the machinery repair center in a low voice: "Old comrade, you see we have helped you, so you can support us too."

"What do you want?" There are not many people who want to work in a repair shop, but people who came in the past are often shameless and ask for help. Few people can really help like Zhou Qingfeng. The director is willing to make some deals with Zhou Qingfeng, which is good for everyone.

"We are from the Second Battalion, and our battalion lacks machine guns. I just want to see if you have any machine guns repaired here?" Zhou Qingfeng finally revealed his fox's tail.

Seeing that Zhou Qingfeng was trying hard to get a truck, the thin director of Hei said happily: "There are quite a lot of machine guns, but there are really no ones that have been repaired."

"Can you let me see?" Zhou Qingfeng asked unwillingly.

"Okay." The director was happy, and he moved a lot of broken machine guns from his office from a wooden cart. "Young man, I think you are a capable man too. If you can repair these machine guns, I will give you a quarter of them."

"Half, fix two machine guns and give me one." Zhou Qingfeng would not be satisfied with one quarter, which was too little. The director did not insist too much and agreed happily to this proportion.

It is said that there are quite a lot of machine guns in this machinery repair shop. In addition to Japanese machinery groceries, they have recently gotten a lot from the South Base Army. Some of them were destroyed and had to be sent here.

m1917a1 water-cooled heavy machine guns, m1919a4 and m1919a6 air-cooled machine guns, m2hb heavy machine guns, m1918 light machine guns. Looking at these US military standard machine guns, Zhou Qingfeng sighed in his heart that John Moses Browning is really a master of guns.

There were more than 30 machine guns that were made, all of which were broken, and most of them were seriously damaged. The director also felt very sorry for these machine guns, "We can't repair the car, but the gun can still be repaired. But these are really not repaired. If we replace the accessories we produce, it will be broken if we can't fire a few shots."

No wonder this director agreed so easily. The accessories made by the local method must have a huge gap between the accuracy and material and the original accessories, and it is certain that they cannot be used. I am afraid he didn't expect Zhou Qingfeng to be able to repair it. After all, it is hard to cook without rice.

Zhou Qingfeng couldn't make the accessories come out of thin air, and he couldn't make the repairing institute produce qualified accessories in the blink of an eye.

Should I give up?

Zhou Qingfeng also had a headache, but he thought for a while and suddenly asked: "The rest of the machinery repair shops should also have a large number of firearms that cannot be repaired. Can you find them to share accessories? It is like a truck pie, and the parts of several guns are adjusted to make up what can be used?"

"But it's OK, but it's not easy to transport so many guns to other regiments' repair shops. And the troops are driving at any time, and no one can tell that they can find the other party within a while?" The director listed the difficulties again, "We can't run around with these machine guns, we can only send them to the division."

Zhou Qingfeng smiled and said, "Isn't it just that we lack fast transportation capabilities? We already have a truck. We can contact other groups' repair shops immediately, which is much more reliable than transporting them by manpower."
Chapter completed!