Chapter 61: Crazy Tank

At that moment, Peng Donghai kicked Liu Xiaotian away with one foot.

This brat, what do you think this training ground is? Are you filming a cartoon?

And this, in fact, is not even the most frustrating thing for Peng Donghai.

What frustrates him most is that, in his communicator, a voice immediately sounded: 'Beta Beta, I'm Shu Ke, we can set off!'

'Who? Who the hell is speaking?!' Peng Donghai's anger was fully expressed in his tone.

But...

'Peng Donghai? You little brat, you became a company commander and your temper has grown! I'm Zhou Tianzuo, what do you need from me?'

Peng Donghai: ……

Who would have thought the speaker would be him? This 'old man' should be happily spending his days hugging an airplane at the parachute training field—why did he come here to do what?

In one, one look `no, one wrong version%!'

Back then, Peng Donghai was just in elementary school; when he followed his father to the military to visit his uncle, Zhou Tianzuo even took him to dig out bird nests.

It can be said that, for other soldiers, many people have some resistance in their hearts toward the tank driving training subject.

Why?

Peng Donghai's own uncle used to be Zhou Tianzuo's company commander; their relationship has always been good.

This really isn't a coincidence.

(I won't write the data; after I wrote the tank specifications yesterday, readers accused me of padding, and I was speechless.) In short, those who can operate tracked excavators and bulldozers will find learning tank driving relatively easy.

With this relationship, does he dare to pull rank as an officer? Never mind Zhou Tianzuo daring to kick him; if his retired uncle found out, even a beating would be considered light.

If we describe his driving style with car driving, it's like slamming the accelerator straight into the mailbox, flooring it all the way.

Fortunately, he has now basically adapted to those data.

The tank, whose top speed can only reach sixty-five kilometers per hour, upon initial acceleration, Peng Donghai beside him actually felt a push-back sensation.

Meanwhile, Liu Xiaotian was all excited; the 99-style tank he was driving kicked up a cloud of dust and rushed straight toward the distant hill.

If you haven't seen a tank before, take a close look here; it's useful for picking up girls and bragging.

Currently, only one or two models domestically use steering wheel control.

Although, when they first enlisted and saw these imposing big machines, they were all eager to get inside and personally drive them.

This walkie-talkie communication equipment only has a few channels; Zhou Tianzuo can naturally find it easily.

Unfortunately, he didn't get a chance to speak.

Especially when training driving skills, one must go through those prescribed pits, bundles, ditches, and even climb over low walls.

Even if he became a battalion commander, he still wouldn't dare to speak to Zhou Tianzuo like that.

However, in the entire Iron Fist Group, only Peng Donghai, this company commander, is not on that list.

If it weren't for the secure fixture on the seat, he would probably have been bounced into the ammunition rack by now.

Zhou Tianzuo only found out half an hour ago that Chen Shanming had given the trainees a day off today.

But now, he just wants Liu Xiaotian to stop quickly.

To be honest, Liu Xiaotian is indeed very excited right now.

Yes, it's just pushing the control lever.

Peng Donghai's tone was somewhat embarrassed. Fortunately, he had nothing in his bladder, otherwise this jolt could easily have made him burst.

But once you actually get up and drive a lap, the first thought after getting off is likely regret.

Just as he thought that, Liu Xiaotian was astonished to discover that a set of data he couldn't understand at all appeared at that moment, rolling through his mind like computer programming.

The 'Jiaweis' presented those data and operation diagrams before his eyes, giving him the illusion of becoming a 'super warrior'; he only regretted that the tank's top speed was only sixty-five kilometers per hour.

Peng Donghai has always believed that even if he is an oddball, he always finds driving a tank enjoyable.

Liu Xiaotian naturally recognized Zhou Tianzuo's voice, replied 'Received,' and then immediately pushed the control lever beside him.

Really, the riding experience is too bad.

Because, as soon as the tank started, Liu Xiaotian headed straight for a two-meter-wide ditch and charged into it.

At that moment, Peng Donghai really wanted to ask: 'You little brat, are you here to drive a race car?'

Secondly, to drive a tank, you must ensure your ability to withstand jolts is fine; otherwise, if you vomit inside the driver's compartment, it would be rather embarrassing.

Coincidentally, Zhou Tianzuo had also watched that cartoon; on a whim, he added a line.

First, the 99-style tank has no steering wheel; it's all control sticks.

Of course, Zhou Tianzuo is a remarkably low-key master sergeant; even when he enters He Zhijun's office he doesn't need to knock, but even when he sees a low-ranking platoon leader, he's always polite.

If only it could be a bit faster…

Just that moment, Peng Donghai felt his stomach flip outright.

At this moment, Liu Xiaotian didn't consider at all whether he could withstand the jolts.

'Uncle Zhou—no, Class Monitor Zhou, how could you…?'

Of course, tanks with steering-wheel control do exist, but only in limited models, and most are foreign.

He had just finished maintaining a helicopter sent by the military region, personally test-flew it, and after one loop came here.

Don't think he's an officer; Zhou Tianzuo, this master sergeant, is still just a soldier, but…

He even suspected that this brat was trying to test how many seconds it takes for this 99-style tank to accelerate from zero to a hundred kilometers!

But he daren't say that!

He wanted to ask Zhou Tianzuo why he could connect to the frequency he was using, but he had only said half of it before swallowing the rest back.

But he didn't expect that, after confirming the channel used by the Sixth Company, he hadn't even had a chance to speak when he heard Liu Xiaotian's 'call request.'

Each lap driven is a torture for the internal organs in the belly.

Believe me, nobody would think that a photo of someone wearing a tank cap, opening the hatch and showing half their body, once sent home, would basically be no problem for the girlfriend.

Peng Donghai dared say, his tank driving skill could rank among the top ten in the whole regiment, but now, when the tank driven by the new recruit named Liu Xiaotian had just started and was less than ten seconds in, he felt a bit "carsick".

After the forced 'infusion' of so many incomprehensible things was automatically organized the last time, he found that he could gradually understand some formulas and data.

At the moment those data appeared, Liu Xiaotian realized that the data and formulas he couldn't understand were likely the way to improve the tank's maximum speed.

Before he could sort it out, Zhou Tianzuo's voice sounded again in the communicator:

"Liu Xiaotian, you've played enough, just come down; I have something to discuss with you."

(End of chapter)