The long-delayed air raids made me look particularly irritable, and after a while of tea, I got up and walked around.

After the disbandment, some of the soldiers went directly to the tent to rest, and some stood in groups in the hall and chatted quietly, and the entire subway station seemed exceptionally quiet.

Seeing me walking past, the warriors all stopped talking and looked at me with curiosity. I just smiled politely at them, didn't speak, and just looked at the subway station.

The entire metro station consists of three arched buildings, and the platform has nine tall arched doorways in the marble wall adjacent to the concourse, allowing passengers to enter and exit. The four corners of the hall are supported by square columns, and there are three huge columns in the middle.

I was wandering down the hall when I caught a glimpse of the ensign running down the steps at the entrance, looking panicked, as if something had happened, and hurried over to the place where the material was stacked, to ask what was going on.

As I got closer, I saw that the second lieutenant's face was blackened by gunsmoke, and his uniform was covered with mud. He ran to the table and sat down in his chair, panting for breath, but for a moment he could not speak. Bukov poured a cup of tea and handed it to him, and the ensign was not polite, taking it and drinking it down. After drinking the tea, he put the cup back on the table, and then he spoke: "The Germans are simply crazy, the bombs fell like rain, and the surrounding buildings were blown into a sea of fire. As soon as I came out of the barricade, a bomb exploded twenty meters away, and before I could react, the wave of air lifted me into a fight. ”

"You're not hurt, are you?" Bukov asked him with concern.

"It's fine, just a fall, no injuries." The second lieutenant wiped his sleeve on his face, and then said happily: "Fortunately, we are deep underground, and the Germans' bombs can't fall here......"

Before I could finish speaking, there was a terrible loud bang not far away, which scared me so much that I almost sat down on the ground. With the sound of something landing, dust mixed with gunsmoke sprayed in from the doorway of the subway platform, and the hall was filled with a thick smell of gunsmoke.

"What's going on?" Ramis scrambled to his feet from his chair and rushed to the platform with his gun in hand. I was stunned for a moment, and then I saw Bukov, the second lieutenant, and Grissa rushing forward, and then I hurried after them.

As soon as I rushed to the platform, I was immediately dazzled by the dust flying in the sky, and I opened my mouth to speak, but I choked on the brick ash that invaded my mouth and nose and coughed violently.

It wasn't until I stopped coughing and rubbing the dust out of my eyes that I could barely see what I saw: a huge bomb was planted between two railroad tracks, surrounded by broken masonry and cement falling from above. Bukov and Ramis stood on the platform like sculptures, flashlights in hand, staring at the bomb that fell from the sky.

Just as I was holding my breath and nervously thinking about what to do, a wild scream suddenly came from behind me: "Bomb! Bomb! It's about to explode! ”

With his shout, the hall became noisy, and the warriors who had been resting rushed over. When they squeezed to the platform and saw the bomb, they all gasped.

I couldn't help but get irritated when I saw everyone crowded here, so many people were crowded here, and if the bomb exploded, hundreds of people would be gone. So I shouted, "Don't panic, spread out, don't gather around here." Ramis, you go and organize everyone to go to the opposite platform to hide! Ramis agreed, and immediately began to shout loudly for everyone to disperse.

Hearing my voice, Bukov also woke up from the initial panic, and he also very cooperatively gave the order: "All the people obey my orders, evacuate and hide immediately." Second Lieutenant Dolnikov, you immediately go and call the sappers and ask them to send someone to defuse the bomb. ……”

He was just halfway through his shout when his voice suddenly stopped, and his eyes stared straight at the entrance tunnel. I looked in the direction he was looking, and saw six lights moving rapidly, accompanied by a clanging sound.

"Earth...... Earth...... Subway...... Train?! Seeing this familiar sight, I stuttered nervously: "Where did this subway come from...... Popping up? ”

"Hell!" Second Lieutenant Dolnikov shouted: "Didn't the subway resume operation ten minutes after the end of the air raid?" Where did this subway train come from? ”

"What should I do?" Bukov said nervously: "If the train doesn't stop, if it hits a bomb, we'll be all done." ”

I looked at the location of the bomb, which was more than 20 meters away from the exit tunnel, and if the train had stopped normally, it would have hit the bomb. As I watched the train get closer and closer, my heart became more and more flustered. I was considering whether to ignore the people on the train, and only take the soldiers here to escape, and one less death would be counted as one.

Turning his head inadvertently, he caught a glimpse of a red sleeve on Lieutenant Dolnikov's arm, quickly pulled it off, and then shoved it into his hand, and then shouted at the ensign in a daze: "Quickly put this sleeve on the flashlight, and then signal the train to stop." ”

My words woke them up from a dream, and the soldiers with sleeves took off their sleeves one after another, put them on their flashlights, and rushed in the direction of the entrance tunnel, shaking their flashlights desperately to signal the train.

Soon there was a screeching sound of the train's emergency braking in the distance, and it seemed that the driver saw the emergency stop signal we sent and reacted in time.

Seeing that the train stopped in time two or three meters away from the bomb, we were all relieved and relieved. The long subway train stopped on the platform, and the light coming from inside suddenly made the platform abundant.

As soon as the car stopped, the door of the bridge opened, and a middle-aged driver wearing a short-sleeved sky blue uniform and a boat-shaped cap jumped out of it and asked loudly, "What happened?" Why is there an emergency stop signal? ”

Bukov walked up to the driver, pointed to the terrifying bomb in the middle of the tracks, and said: "A bomb smashed through the roof and fell. Then he instructed the driver: "I am Captain Bukov of the destroyer battalion, and I am in charge of the defense here." You immediately use the radio to inform the passengers in the car to get off the bus and our fighters will be responsible for evacuating to a safe place. ”

The driver said yes and got back into the cab. The effort was not great, the doors opened, perhaps the driver had informed everyone in advance, and the passengers in the car almost did not panic, but got out of the car in an orderly manner and followed the fighters into the spacious hall.

Second Lieutenant Dolnikov went to call the sappers, and Captain Bukov remained on the platform looking at the bombs. I'm afraid that there are passengers in the car who haven't gotten off yet, so they will go into the compartment to check. The Russian subway cars are separated, and they cannot be walked from beginning to end, and after each tour, they have to come out and re-enter.

When I got to the fifth carriage, I suddenly saw a comic book on the ground, so I bent down and picked it up. Looking at the cover, it was a blonde boy holding a cute white dog, and the book was called "Tintin in the Soviet Union". When I saw this name, I couldn't help but be stunned, does Hergé have this work? It can't be piracy, right? I was about to open the book when I suddenly heard a timid voice say, "Comrade female commander, this book is mine." ”

When I looked back, it turned out to be a little boy in a white shirt, who looked like he was five or six years old. I handed him the book, smiled and touched his head, and said, "Kid, it's too dangerous here, take the book and go back to your mother quickly!" ”

He said yes and hopped away with the book.

I smiled as he departed, got out of the fifth car, and walked into the sixth. In this carriage, I saw a stroller by the door. I couldn't help but shake my head, saying in my heart that this mother was really careless, and she didn't even want the child's car when she left, and she didn't feel tired of holding the child.

I was about to leave the last carriage when I saw a newspaper spread out on the seat by the door. I picked it up casually and wanted to see what news there was, did it report where the Germans had hit? When I saw the first headline, I was so scared that I almost fell to the ground. I saw that it read: "Yesterday, two stowaways were killed on the spot when they tried to climb over the Berlin Wall."

The Berlin Wall is a product of the Cold War, how can anyone know about it in this era? Am I dazzled? I rubbed my eyes and re-read the newspaper headline, which was still what I had just seen. I'm not dreaming, am I? I bit my lip hard, and the pain that came from me told me that what I was seeing was real.

I cautiously looked at the masthead to find out what day it was out. When I saw the date, "July 23, 1975", I was so frightened that I almost stopped breathing and fell into my seat weakly.

Oh my God, what's going on? I stared at the date in the newspaper and my brain almost stopped thinking. It's just that I'm a traverser, and suddenly a full train traverser appeared, what happened to this world? No wonder the driver and the little boy I saw were wearing summer clothes.

"Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, where are you?" Bukov's shouts came from outside, and I quickly stabilized myself, threw the newspaper in my seat, got up and walked to the door, and forced my composure to ask outside: "I'm here, Comrade Captain, what's wrong?" Did the sapper comrades arrive? ”

"No," Bukov said in a whisper, panting as he ran up to me, "Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, I feel as if something is wrong. He patted the shell of the carriage with his hand, "There is a problem with this train, usually the subway train is a four-car formation, with only four carriages, but this train has six cars." Also, I suspect that these people are of unknown origin, it is already winter, and these people who got out of the car are still wearing summer clothes. ……”

"Alright," I interrupted, knowing the origin of these people, and said lightly, "Let's go, let's go and see these people of unknown origin." ”