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It's a station that's not big or too small.

It is said to be small, there is only a small tunzi next to the station, and there is not much population.

Saying that it is big, every train that leaves Shanhaiguan and goes south has to stop here.

This is because this station is responsible for replenishing water to the steam locomotives.

Since the steam locomotive is powered by steam, water is indispensable, so after the train has traveled a certain distance, it needs to replenish the water tank with water and coal.

A wagon loaded with logs has been replenished with water and coal.

An old worker walked towards the back carriage of the train with a lantern in his left hand and a jug of water in his right hand.

The lantern had been with him for several years, and the broken kettle had been blackened by the fire, and if it weren't for the light of the lantern, the black kettle would have immediately merged with the dark night.

A whistle sounded, which was the driver at the front of the car who sounded the signal to start the journey.

The old worker walked down the ladder behind the carriage to the train, then put the lantern and the kettle at his feet, and he turned to look at the little station that he had passed for an unknown number of times.

At this time, the train had begun to spew white water vapor and black smoke, and soon, the huge connecting rods and wheels were moving, and the journey began again.

The old worker turned around, picked up the lantern and the kettle and walked into the carriage.

In a few hours it will be time to get to TJ.

He was silently thinking about it, when suddenly his hand carrying the lantern trembled, so that the light and shadow in the carriage shook together, and he saw that there were three people standing in the narrow tail compartment!

"Master, let's take your car to TJ, a middle-aged man among the three said.

"What's the ......?" the old worker was about to say, but he didn't spit out the words and held them back, because he saw that the middle-aged man and the young man next to him were each carrying a box cannon in their hands.

He felt as if he understood that these three people were not ordinary people.

"If you're not afraid of RB people, you can take it, and if you're not afraid of a ride, don't take your life." After a moment of silence, the old worker muttered, and he put the lantern and the kettle on the table.

"Uncle, sit here." The young man dodged away with great discernment, revealing the seat that belonged to the old worker.

The old worker looked up at the young man who was talking, and saw that he was quite thoughtful, and was smiling at himself.

And there is a girl standing next to her, also fifteen or sixteen years old, although the light of this horse lamp is very dim, but I can still feel that the girl looks very handsome.

The old worker sighed, "This world. Then he said, "Find a place to sit down, I'm going to put out the lights." ”

The boy and the girl sat down on the bench by the window, and the middle-aged man put the gun in his waist and sat down by the car door.

In the characteristic clanging of the steam locomotive, the old worker extinguished the lantern.

The inside of the carriage suddenly became as dark as the outside world.

The sky was very hot, there was not a single star in the sky, but fortunately, the last carriage was not a passenger carriage, it was only temporarily hung up for the escort, there was no glass, and the wind passed through the carriage, but the wind was also hot.

Everyone was silent in the darkness, and the old worker had guessed that these two men were holding guns, and he guessed that they were eighty percent of our Chinese soldiers, and none of the robbers would run to the train pulling wood.

And as the old workers guessed, there is really a soldier among these three people, that is, Zhou Liebao, a colonel instructor of the Central Military Academy, and the pair of young boys and girls are naturally Huo Xiaoshan and Murong Pei.

Zhou Liebao rushed back to meet Huo Xiaoshan Murong Pei after exploring the way forward, and after discussion, they still decided to take the train to Tanggu, one was to be faster, and the other was that Murong Pei's injuries were not all healed after all, and it was impossible to always let Huo Xiaoshan carry her on the mountain road.

So the three of them turned around and walked east, and after finding the train line, they secretly climbed into the train carrying wood while it was dark.

The crowd was still silent, and the wind seemed to be getting hotter and hotter.

At this time, the old worker muttered in a low voice: "The sky is so stuffy, I'm afraid there will be heavy rain." ”

Before he could finish his words, a flash of lightning flashed in the dark and hazy sky, illuminating the small carriage, and then a thunderous explosion of "click" overwhelmed the clangling sound of the train.

At the moment when Murong Pei's thunder sounded, his body couldn't help but tremble, and he suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Huo Xiaoshan's forearm tightly, she used so much force that Huo Xiaoshan felt that her nails had cut through his skin.

Huo Xiaoshan hurriedly stretched out his hand and held Murong Pei's little hand, which was very cold, and his palms were still a little damp, as if he had been scared out of sweat.

Huo Xiaoshan gently pinched Murong Pei's soft and boneless little hand repeatedly, which was undoubtedly comforting and encouraging Murong Pei with a kind of body language, and the subtext was, of course, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

The lightning and thunder continued, but Murong Pei gradually got better, and his body was no longer trembling.

After a while, the wind and lightning became smaller, but large raindrops began to crash into the broken car window.

The speeding train made the raindrops rushing into the windows faster, and it hurt to hit the bare skin.

Huo Xiaoshan simply blocked his body at the car window, pulled Murong Pei, and let Murong Pei sit on his lap.

Murong Pei's body began to be a little jerky, but after a while, he relaxed, leaning his somewhat hot face against Huo Xiaoshan's chest.

In the distant thunder, the rain shooting into the carriage, and the clanging of the train, Murong Pei heard Huo Xiaoshan's strong and steady heartbeat, and the rhythmic beating gave her a new experience, a warmth and safety that she had never felt before.

In the night rain, Zhou Libao straightened his waist and sat straight like a javelin.

His eyes were shining, and by the light of lightning, he naturally saw Huo Xiaoshan and Murong Pei's intimacy, and also saw that the old worker had a plastic sheet on his head at some point.

After driving, Zhou Liebao once asked the old worker where he could find the Chinese army after arriving in Tanggu, but the old worker didn't seem to hear it and ignored it, so Zhou Liebao could only be silent.

Zhou Liebao thought of his wife and children who were far away in Nanjing, remembered the brothers who had not been able to come back with him this time, and remembered every living person who had disappeared around him since he was in the army.

It is not far from Tanggu, although because of the North China Incident, the RB people have gained actual control of North China, but after all, there are also Chinese garrisons in North China.

As long as he saw our Chinese garrison, then the private mission entrusted by President Zhang was basically completed, and he had a hunch that this mission would be completed.

The old worker remained silent, and since he had the railway, he had been running with the car on the railway.

After the RB people occupied the Northeast and stationed in North China, the railway, as a transportation artery, naturally attracted the attention of the RB people.

Every employee working on this railway has undergone special training for RB people, the so-called special training means that every railway worker must be examined for anti-Japanese sentiment, and Chinese who find clues and doubts must be resolutely eliminated from the railway system.

This old worker has lived for most of his life, he has seen too many things, he has been disappointed in the Chinese, at least he himself thought so before, otherwise how would the RB people leave him, although this is only freight.

He originally thought that he was dead to the Chinese, but after seeing these three people from our Chinese army, yes, it was us, not them, and he found that the blood flowing in his body was still Chinese, and it turned out that the blood was just asleep.

He had already decided that these three people must be Chinese soldiers, otherwise how could he allow them to take a ride, and when he passed by the devil's station, he was afraid that the three people inside would be seen by the devil and took the initiative to turn off the lantern.

In the light of the lightning he saw that the boy had been wet from the rain, and he suddenly felt hot in his heart, stood up, tore his plastic sheet against the rain in half, and shoved one of the pieces into the young man's hand.