Mekava drove with all her might, with a maximum speed of nearly fifty kilometers per hour.

It was only about 100 kilometers from Yangzhou to Nanjing, and it was still early, so Lin Yu was not in a hurry to rush.

He found a hidden hillside to hide the tank, and ordered the accompanying soldiers to go to the military camp, asking Zhu Hou to bring people to find him and give instructions if he had any questions.

Lin Yu found the repair box from the cockpit, and with the assistance of several followers, he spent half an hour to remove the machine gun coaxial with the gun barrel, and also took out the remaining 164 rounds of bullets from the firing chamber and reloaded them into the machine gun's chamber.

"Put the machine gun away, this thing will be our big killer in the future!"

Lin Yu handed the machine gun to Zhu Hou himself, "There are 164 bullets left, and they are not allowed to be used without my order!"

Zhu Hou, who was honest and honest, opened his eyes and smiled so hard that he couldn't stop talking: "I didn't expect this thing to be removed. Bei Zhi is really eye-opening. This thing is worthy of being called the 'Chicken Gun', which is much more powerful than the bird gun!"

"It's a mechanical machine, not a rooster's chicken!"

Lin Yu helplessly corrected the mistake for Zhu Biaotong, "Look at your promising prospects. You can only shoot birds and shoot chickens. Can you be more ambitious?"

Lin Yu ordered Zhu Biao to send someone to get two iron barrels, and he found a piece of rubber tube from the cockpit, unscrew the fuel tank cover and pumped two barrels of diesel outward.

There are more than 600 liters of diesel left in the fuel tank. The Mekava tank consumes about 200 liters of diesel every 100 kilometers, so Lin Yu pulled out the excess diesel, so it is best to let the tank run out after it reaches Nanjing, so that the civil and military officials in Nanjing can only stare at it.

"This is diesel, which can be used as fuel for iron armored vehicles or to make incendiary bombs. Their power should not be underestimated. Zhu Biao must send someone to take good care of them, prevent fireworks, and do not make any mistakes!" Lin Yu slapped the iron barrel and ordered.

Zhu Hou was confused when he heard this and didn't know what a fire bomb was, but his admiration for Lin Yu was like a surging river, continuous.

"General Lin knows so much, and he admires him so much that he is impressed. With an elite like you in the Ming Dynasty, why worry about not being able to recover the mountains and rivers."

Seeing that it was not too early, Lin Yu ordered Zhu Hou to escort the supplies back to the military camp and informed Chen Luyao to set off to Nanjing to meet him immediately. He would wait for him at the north gate of Nanjing tomorrow morning.

Zhu Hou frowned and looked worried: "Sir General, please forgive me for being too polite. Chen Luyao has ulterior motives, so you should be careful."

Lin Yu smiled slightly, patted Zhu Hou's shoulder and said, "Don't worry, Zhu Biaotong, Lin has his own plans."

The function of this Mekawa tank is powerful enough, and there is time to display on the display screen in the cockpit. It is currently 2:40 in the morning, and there are about three hours left before dawn.

Lin Yu checked the remaining supplies in the tank again. The data showed that there were still two 120 mm shells left, the coaxial machine gun had been removed, and there were 255 liters of fuel left.

From Yangzhou to Nanjing, 200 liters of gasoline are enough, and 20 liters are left for spare. Lin Yu decided to pull out the extra 35 liters of diesel to make a combustion bomb, and try to use the good steel on the blade and never waste any supplies.

"Send someone to get me thirty porcelain bottles and handkerchiefs, it's useful!"

Taking advantage of Zhu Hou's introduction of the opportunity to find the porcelain bottle, Lin Yu used the excuse to leave the soldier's sight, squatted in a valley and clicked on the screen in the palm of his hand to check the number of gold coins he currently has.

People who went to Nanjing this time had unpredictable intentions. Who knew whether Zhu Yousong, Ma Shiying and others would do something that was unfavorable to them, so Lin Yu planned to get a pistol to defend himself.

The screen in the palm of your hand lit up, showing that the current gold coins in Lin Yu's warehouse have reached 287,462. It can be seen that the impact of the Battle of Yangzhou is still continuing. The gold coins he obtained either come from the hatred of the Qing army or the gratitude of the people of Yangzhou.

280,000 gold coins can be held, 28 C-level draws, or two B-level draws can be held.

The prizes in the C-class bag include various pistols, shotguns, grenades, bulletproof vests, bulletproof helmets and other items. They are economical and easy to carry. Each lottery requires 10,000 gold coins.

The prizes in the B-class bag include various rifles, submachine guns, primary sniper rifles, low-magnification magnification mirrors, and even military motorcycles. The battlefield value is higher and each lottery requires 100,000 gold coins.

If he was about to enter the battlefield today, Lin Yu would naturally choose to conduct two B-level lottery without hesitation. However, this time he went to Nanjing to be a face saint. He was afraid that he would not even be able to enter the palace gate with a spear on his back, so Lin Yu wanted a pistol even more.

"Five C-level lottery experiences first!"

Lin Yu lightly touched the screen in the palm of his left hand and chose to consume 50,000 gold coins for five C-level draws.

The screen turned rapidly and slowly stopped after 15 seconds. A line of prompts appeared on the screen: Congratulations to the lord for obtaining a Bereta 92 pistol, a Colt M2000 pistol, a police bulletproof vest, a military backpack, and a military night vision device.

Lin Yu was satisfied with the lottery results, and exited the lottery interface and opened the map. He found that the red dots indicating the supplies were 388 meters away from him. He immediately followed the map and took a lot of effort to find military backpacks and other items in the dark wilderness.

It was pitch black at night and no fingers were seen. Lin Yu first put the night vision device on the bridge of his nose, and his vision suddenly became clear. Soldiers five hundred meters away were vaguely visible. If he gave himself a sniper rifle, he could knock down one with one shot.

Lin Yu checked other items in his backpack again, two pistols and a police bullet vest, and checked the bullets in his pistol again, including 19 rounds in Bereta and 17 rounds in Colt, with a range of about 50 meters.

"With a pistol defense, I dare to venture into the tiger's den in Nanjing!"

With the weapon around, Lin Yu's confidence increased greatly. He first took off the straight outfit on the outside, then put the bulletproof vest inside and then put it on the straight outfit again. Finally, he took off the night vision instrument and put it in his backpack, and carried it back to the tank.

Although the soldiers were surprised that Lin Yu had a burden in his hand, no one dared to ask more questions. This general was full of everything. God knows how capable he has?

After another half an hour, Zhu Hou and his party brought more than 30 porcelain bottles and fifty handkerchiefs in a carriage. Before they got off the car, they complained, "I went to the shop late at night to smash the door, and almost got caught by my brothers who were patrolling the streets as robbers!"

Lin Yu didn't explain, and took out the excess diesel and poured it into the porcelain bottle, then sealed it with a cork, wrapped the handkerchief around the mouth of the bottle, making thirty simple incendiary bombs.

I originally wanted Zhu Biao to pull these incendiary bombs and machine guns and diesel back to the military camp, but then I thought that I was not familiar with the journey to Nanjing and I didn’t know how to cross the Yangtze River. If the oil in the fuel tank was used and thrown the anchor on the road, I would be stunned by that time.

"Forget it, move these shells into the cab for me."

Lin Yu waved his hand and ordered.

If the oil in the fuel tank is enough, bring these incendiary bombs back to Yangzhou; if it is not enough, pour them back into the fuel tank, and it can continue to last for 30 or 40 kilometers. This is called being prepared for any eventuality.

"There is no way, the materials are in short supply, so I have to make careful calculations!"

After thirty porcelain bottles were moved into the cab, Lin Yu said goodbye to Zhu Hou, and took four followers into the tank, ignited the fire, and went south.

"I am waiting for the good news from General Lin!"
Chapter completed!