Chapter 629 The new unlucky ones (2) [For ideals 8/15]
Time, 11:20 pm.
Location: Hunan Province, in the countryside around Baoqing, on an uninhabited village road.
Under the dim light of the street lights, Fu Liming rubbed his stinging eyes and steeled himself to drive a Great Wall pickup truck on the 4.5-meter-wide village road.
Just thinking about driving home from here will take at least an hour.
At this moment, Fu Liming, who had already worked more than a dozen times and disappeared, was really exhausted, and felt helpless in his heart.
No way! Fu Liming’s occupation is an excavator repairman.
Naturally, this means that he cannot be like those white-collar workers who can sit in a comfortable office, make phone calls, and type on the keyboard to complete their work.
I travel to construction sites from morning to night every day to help repair broken excavators.
The smell of engine oil and hydraulic oil all over his body is the most normal way for him to start his work.
No! Last night an old customer called and said that one of his Sany 215 model excavators broke down on a small construction site in the countryside...
Fu Liming didn't even think about it at the time. He just made an appointment with the other party to drive a pickup truck with tools and accessories early this morning to help repair the excavator.
As a result, I went out before dawn and didn't come back until it was dark for a long time. It can be said that both ends were in the dark.
During this period, I even helped to weld and reinforce a broken bucket after more than 4 hours of welding. Now my eyes are a little stinging.
And for such hard work, the only thing that makes him happy is that today's total income is good.
Taking into account all aspects, such as labor and parts price difference, after deducting gas costs, his net profit reached 4 digits.
Although the process is quite laborious, overall it is worth it.
Perhaps it was because he was too sleepy now and wanted to find something to cheer himself up. With the letter in hand, Fu Liming turned on the radio on the old pickup truck.
Fu Liming's original plan was to find a music station and listen to some music to refresh himself.
But for some reason, I was tuned to a channel I had never heard of before, and what was playing on it was a talk show.
The unknown expert in the program was talking endlessly about the Battle of Songshan.
By some strange coincidence, Fu Liming stopped tuning the channel and planned to listen to the content; if he knew that such a move would put him on a path of no return, he would not do it even if he was killed.
Because after listening for a while, Fu Liming started to complain:
"What the hell! Those soldiers in the expeditionary force back then were still very brave in battle, but the high-level command was a bit rubbish. I'm not bragging, I would have been better than them in command."
Such a sentence finally came to an end, and a mechanical and cold voice sounded in my mind:
"Diao Mao, what are you bragging about? I don't believe it anyway, so I'll send you to try it now."
Instinctively, the veteran driver Fu Liming stepped on the brakes and brought his pickup truck to a complete stop on a narrow village road.
Then, after taking advantage of an opportunity, he wanted to grab a wrench or something to defend himself, but it was too late...
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Like Fu Liming, the middle-aged Lao Chu is now on a deserted and quiet country road.
The difference is that he paid Liming just for a few pieces of silver and had to work hard until now, while Lao Chu is just a stinker of free time.
Now he is carrying a bag with fishing rods on his back and a fish protection box with automatic oxygen supply that can be used as a stool.
Holding the mobile phone with the flashlight turned on in his hand, he had just finished a night fishing and was preparing to go home.
After all, as a middle-aged landlord, with a harmonious family, a well-off economy, money and leisure, there will always be some hobbies to pass the time.
For example, fishing, calligraphy, tea drinking, fish farming, fitness, etc.
Regarding this point, Comrade Po Luo, the big brother of the Central Continent Team, actually also has a considerable say.
Because I have been coming to this place for night fishing for a long time, I don’t know how many times I walked on this remote road at night.
Even at such a late hour, Lao Chu was not worried about what might happen.
Of course, what's more important is that even if one or two blind thieves come, Lao Chu has the confidence and strength to subdue the thieves and deliver them to the gangsters.
You know, the old Chu family has been a general for generations.
Even in the war before the founding of the People's Republic of China, because our ancestors could not see the situation clearly and stood in the wrong team, the only two generals in the entire family were on the other side.
The family members who stay here can only live a mediocre life.
Of course, there is nothing wrong with this. Lao Chu still feels quite honored and happy to be a member of Xinhua Junior High School.
But there is no family tradition of kung fu and PLA-related service experience.
Let Lao Chu have good long-range marksmanship, and in close combat, he is quite good at Bajiquan, Enemy Catching Fist, Two-Handed Sword, etc.
Therefore, if he really encounters one or two petty thieves now, he will not be able to deal with it. He, Lao Chu, would not be ashamed to enter the ancestral grave.
Therefore, while walking, Lao Chu was not worried about his own safety at all; while browsing a certain blood forum, it was a rare spectacle to watch.
Not to mention! I don’t know what’s going on lately, but every month or so, there’s always a military post on the Internet that mysteriously becomes popular.
Then, surrounding the content of the post, many netizens who were online were almost confused by it.
As a middle-aged man, Lao Chu would certainly not have the urge to fight in person.
But then again, Lao Chu was quite happy to see these people complaining about each other.
Hey! Isn't it much more interesting than those bloody soap operas that my wife watches, where she is destined to crash, be frustrated, and get terminal illness?
Based on this mentality, even if he expressed his opinions, Lao Chu would just talk in front of his mobile phone.
After flipping through about ten pages in a row, he found his car parked in an open space in front of him.
Lao Chu, who casually put his cell phone back into his trouser pocket, said in response to the content of the previous debate on the Internet:
"To be fair, the Battle of Songshan lasted so long and so many people died. It's not to blame that the commander of the guard had improper command. It wasn't easy for him either.
On the one hand, I met a lot of pig teammates, and there were guys holding back me everywhere, so I couldn't use them at all.
On the other hand, even direct hits from 150mm artillery shells and 500-pound aerial bombs to the fortifications built by the Japanese in Songshan could not destroy their turtle shells, so their defensive capabilities were indeed abnormal.
Given the Guo army's attack skills and tactics back then, it was normal for the battle to be difficult.
But then again, I wish I had been born 60 years earlier, otherwise I, Lao Chu, would be bored tossing around with these things every day, and I would have been fighting and fighting on the battlefield."
When he said this, he looked at it with some disgust.
Now that it is carried across the body, it is quite heavy, but there are only a few catfish the size of a finger and a fish protective box with a raised mouth.
Damn it! Although he can't be said to be in the Air Force today.
But with such a harvest, it would be too much to eat even a whole dish when I go back. I don’t know how I will be laughed at by my own daughter-in-law.
Then at this juncture, a mechanical voice in his head answered him: "Old brother, actually you don't have to be born 60 years earlier. Don't you just want to go to the Songshan battlefield? Arrange it."
Damn it! The tone in his tone was so arrogant.
A few moments later, Lao Chu, who was in a defensive posture of Bajiquan, didn't even see a ghost under the illumination of his mobile phone, but was horrified to find that he began to disappear.
Yes, that’s it. The whole process of time travel is full of unscientific and randomness...
Chapter 629 New Unlucky Guys (2) [Added update 8/15 for ideals]