Chapter Eighty-Eight: Tongka
It rained for a long time, and it continued to rain until a few hours later when the train arrived in Tanggu. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
I saw that the train had stopped.
The old worker lit the lantern again, and Huo Xiaoshan, Murong Pei, and Zhou Liebao both looked at him silently.
The old worker said, "Follow me, don't talk nonsense", and took the lead in carrying a horse lantern in one hand and the plastic sheet on his head in the other.
It was still dark, the rain was drenching everyone, and that small piece of plastic sheeting was just a way to keep people's hair from getting wet, and Huo Xiaoshan had already given the plastic sheeting to Murong Pei.
The old worker still walked in front of him, but not very fast, and although he did not say so, the shining lantern illuminated the rails, sleepers, and gravel on the roadbed for those behind.
When they were about to walk to the exit of the station, when Huo Xiaoshan and the others walked in front of him, they suddenly whispered: "After leaving the platform, go west along the railway, and when you leave Tanggu, you will enter the territory of our Chinese army." ”
Huo Xiaoshan was stunned, but Zhou Liebao understood that the old worker was obviously answering questions they didn't answer on the train, and his heart couldn't help but feel hot.
The iron gate at the exit of the station was not locked, but in the dim light of the canopy, there were two puppet soldiers smoking cigarettes with rifles on their shoulders.
The old worker walked a few steps quickly, and took Huo Xiaoshan and them to hide under the rain and fog under the rain and fog.
"Why are you going, old Li Tou?" One of the puppet soldiers asked, and at the same time glanced at Huo Xiaoshan and the three of them who were following behind the old worker with questioning eyes.
"Hehe, I know it's the two of you, I'll secretly bring a few relatives over." The old worker had a stammering smile on his face.
"How's that going to work? Now that it's so strict, I have to report it to the RB people. The puppet soldier said solemnly.
Listening to the words of the puppet army, Huo Xiaoshan and the three of them were all shocked.
But the three of them looked like nothing had happened on the surface, and even the devils had killed so much, and they could still frighten these two devils, so it was a big deal to pull out their guns and rush out.
"Forget it, you want to eat the pheasant I brought you again." The old worker didn't take the threat of the two puppet soldiers seriously at all.
"Hahaha" The two puppet soldiers laughed together, and the original official posture was gone, showing that the old worker usually had a good relationship with them.
"There are no pheasants this time, I brought you some mushrooms back, in the car, you can go back and get them with me." The old worker said.
"Okay." The two puppet soldiers said in unison.
"Hurry up and get out of the station, thinking of saying hello to your mother for me." The old worker turned his head and said to Huo Xiaoshan, his eyes were warm and indifferent to the two of them in the car.
"Then I'll leave my uncle." Huo Xiaoshan's words were so fast that even Murong Pei and Zhou Liebao were surprised by the speed of his reaction.
"Let's go, let's go." The old worker replied as he went straight to the iron gate, and took off the lock that hung on it with his own hands.
The two puppet soldiers did not object to the old worker's move, but asked, "What mushrooms are you carrying this time?" Get us some monkey heads next time. ”
"Okay, I'll tell you, it's okay to piggyback on the monkey's head, and the chick will get it himself." The old worker opened the door as he spoke, and let Huo Xiaoshan and the three of them pass.
The two puppet soldiers glanced at the people who passed under their noses, and they didn't mean to stop them in the slightest.
From their hearts, there is always such a thing as acquaintances bringing people over, and as for what those people do, they don't care at all.
Seeing this, Murong Pei thought to himself that this might be the easiest level for them to pass after they came out of the old forest.
In this way, Huo Xiaoshan and the three of them walked out of the platform smoothly, and when Murong Pei turned around, he saw that the old worker was still holding a horse lantern in one hand, looking at them after the rain and fog.
"Ugh." Zhou Liebao sighed softly in the rain.
There is some mixed flavor in this sigh, because he understands the disappointment and hope of the Chinese people under the rule of the RB devil for the Chinese army.
The rain finally stopped at noon the next day, but it made the road from Tanggu to TJ muddy.
Because it is not far from TJ, the houses on the side of the road have been connected.
The number of vehicles on the road has not decreased much due to the bad road conditions, and there is an endless stream of cars, carriages and even pedestrians on the road.
As the car drove past the puddle of mud on the road, the mud splashed on the pedestrians on the side of the road, but the pedestrians on the side of the road could do nothing but look at the back of the car and curse.
This is a bun shop on the side of the road.
The shop is not large, and since it is lunch time, there are people eating steamed buns sitting at the four tables in the room.
Huo Xiaoshan and the three of them were sitting at one of the tables eating steamed buns, and there was an old man next to them, who was the owner of the carriage they had hired.
They went out of Tanggu in the rain overnight, and when they inquired at dawn, they learned that there was no Chinese garrison in Tanggu, but TJ, which was not far away, was stationed in China's 29th Army and RB devils.
Since the road was difficult, they hired a fellow horse-drawn carriage to go straight to TJ.
They had traveled all night and were already hungry by this time, so they ate very sweetly in this bun shop.
"Excuse me, can we get a ride on your carriage? It's a really hard road. In the eyes of Huo Xiaoshan and the three of them, two people were standing at their table, these two people were at the next table, and they had already finished their lunch.
Seeing that Zhou Liebao was still hesitating, the person who spoke opened his mouth and smiled again: "A few of you, just do a little favor, we will pay for the car." ”
In Zhou Liebao and his entourage, although Huo Xiaoshan and Murong Pei still had melon peels on their faces and were disguised, they were still teenagers and girls after all, and anyone could see that Zhou Liebao was the main person among them.
"Okay, we'll leave when we're done." Zhou Liebao agreed.
"Thank you so much, thank you so much." The man smiled all over his face and nodded his head, looking extremely polite. "A few slow users, we're waiting." The two men retreated.
I don't know why, those two people gave Zhou Liebao and Huo Xiaoshan a strange feeling, but they couldn't say why.
Murong Pei had his back to those two people, and when that person first started to speak, Murong Pei was shocked.
She had been observing the two people sideways with the rest of her eyes, and seeing that the two people had retreated to their own table, Murong Pei turned around and glanced at Huo Xiaoshan and Zhou Liebao.
Seeing that the two of them had noticed him, Murong Pei did not speak, but picked up a chopstick, used his body as a cover, and wrote a few words on the table, seeing those words, Huo Xiaoshan and Zhou Liebao were shocked.
Because although it is impossible for chopsticks to write on the table, they can clearly see the pen order written by Murong Pei, and those words are clearly RB people.