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Chapter 380 The Glorious Moment of the Internal Combustion Engine



Chapter 380 The Glorious Moment of the Internal Combustion Engine

The soldiers glanced silently at their police dogs, wondering if their little rascals were also having clandestine encounters with wild beasts at night.

The police dog tilted its head left and right without saying a word, leaving them to guess.

The people didn't understand why the wolf, a wild beast, didn't fight with the police dogs.

No, actually... they're together.

That puppy... uh, a wolf cub?

What is it called?

Little wolfhound.

Anyway, I successfully secured a stable job.

Comment section: [Strawberry Blueberry Jelly: [Dog: What's wrong with me seeing my wife? You guys are envious because you don't have her [smile]]

Bai Manghuo: [German Shepherd: Hello, 185cm tall, black, sports student, tenured.]

Not going on the national highway: [A warlord father, a gangster mother, a politician son, an invincible family.]

"This identity, this background, this strength—it's all top-notch and well-known." Yu Nianzhi clicked her tongue in amazement.

Some people said they were even mocked by a dog one day!

So what if I don't have a wife?!

They said they weren't envious, just a little jealous and resentful!

The three shining moments of the internal combustion engine:

The first one, the final lament of the internal combustion engine.

Ten thousand immortals retreated against the current, but no hardship could compare to the preciousness of family ties. He said his mother was still on the mountain. At this moment, every part of the pickup truck was operating at overload, and the internal combustion engine began its final mournful cry.

The roar of the internal combustion engine gradually overlapped with the cries of a newborn baby in their memories. Even if they were swept away by the raging flood, they still went against the current.

Because being a mother is never a choice. She brought me into the world through the amniotic fluid, so how could I abandon her in the flood? And I did not disappoint her by giving birth to my mother.

The vehicle would be 100% totaled after wading through such a depth, but as long as the engine doesn't stall, it can keep running. So they risked everything, all or nothing.

Despite this, the video still lacks any warnings against imitating dangerous behavior, because if you were in that situation, you probably would have done the same.

Flash flood!

People's pupils constricted; flash floods can be deadly!

This man truly embodied the spirit of filial piety. She gave him life, and he wanted to save her life in return, even if it meant sacrificing himself.

What amazed our ancestors even more was that fire could not be extinguished by water.

What is an internal combustion engine? How can it be so powerful?

How could it possibly drive a vehicle against the current and through a flash flood?

[Second place, the final roar of the internal combustion engine.]

Black smoke from an electric motor is a warning sign of its limits, while black smoke from an internal combustion engine is a signal that it is unleashing its full power.

Several years ago, a car traveling on a road trip was trapped by a sudden flash flood and was about to be swept away. At the critical moment, a bulldozer driver drove his old buddy into the floodwaters. Just as the last person climbed onto the vehicle, the car was swept away by the raging flood like a toy.

The weight of the pedestrian instantly tilted the bulldozer, and it looked like it was about to tip over. The bulldozer's internal combustion engine let out a deep and powerful roar, and thick black smoke gushed out of the exhaust pipe. It wasn't a malfunction; it was that it had turned every drop of diesel fuel into power.

When an experienced driver floores the accelerator, and tens of thousands of parts within the engine roar in unison, it's its final dance, sure to lead everyone out of the encirclement.

Cars and people appear incredibly small and vulnerable in the face of floods; vehicles swept away are powerless to resist, and so are people.

How insignificant humans are in the face of natural disasters.

"The driver did a good deed; he has truly accumulated merit."

"This car also went into the water. Will it be totaled like the pickup truck in front?"

"Surely a bulldozer that big wouldn't be like that."

The third one is the dragon roar of the sect's patriarch.

On the eve of the 2008 Spring Festival, a once-in-a-century cold wave swept across the country. Cables froze and broke, high-speed trains broke down, highways turned into parking lots, and hundreds of thousands of people were stranded at stations. The road home seemed to be completely blocked by ice and snow.

As despair spread, the long-dormant Green Ancestor was given a critical mission. Before he could even clean the dust-covered fuselage, a dragon's roar that transcended time and space resounded through the sky, like the lament of an ancient behemoth or the horn of a divine army descending from the heavens.

Trains of green cars headed south to provide support. When the lights came on, they instantly ignited the hope of people outside the station to go home. You know, once the ancestor of the internal combustion engine came out of the mountains, as long as the rails were still there and the fuel had not frozen, even if the land was frozen for thousands of miles, they could tear open a road home.

What was touching was that he even had the strength to tow the broken-down high-speed train back, just like an old father taking his disappointing child home.

Only now do I understand why diesel locomotives are classified as wartime supplies. They are not relics of a bygone era, but rather guardians who have served their purpose with unwavering dedication.

High-speed rail: Dad, I'm...

Internal combustion engine: Don't say anything, I'll take you home.


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