The harsh whistles rang out outside the maintenance room, followed by the sound of messy footsteps. The Japanese army's unique thick-soled big-headed leather shoes were stomped on the concrete floor, heavy and dense. There were a few familiar accents that were rushing to say what was this in Japanese.

The sound of the iron collision of the gun bolts slamming and pulling the loaded steel is particularly harsh at night.

The dim electric light on the roof flashed a few times and was completely wiped out. The light suddenly dimmed so that the faces on the opposite side could not be seen clearly. A low scream suddenly sounded among the dozens of railway workers!

"Little Dongyang...is going to kill someone!"

An old worker with wrinkles on his face spoke in an unquestionable tone and said to the young man opposite who had only been in the industry for two months, then sighed quietly, hugged the torn sheepskin coat on his body with both hands, closed his eyes, and looked like he was left to fate.

Look.

The young man's slightly dark face was pale, and the light that penetrated through the crack of the door shone on his eyes, reflecting an unhidden horror.

A man next to him laughed and said, "Don't scare this guy! What if there is someone, why should he explain to his family?" He reached out and patted the guy.

"Don't listen to him! Xiao Dongyang has to make trouble every now and then, and it will be fine until dawn!"

The young man's face turned red by the stimulation of laughter, and his self-esteem was sensible. He immediately refused to admit his words and argued: "I'm not afraid of being a slaughter! I'm a serious bannerman. If the Japanese want to manage Manchuria well, it will take us millions.

The bannermen can do things with the venue! Humph, even if they kill us, they won’t kill us!”

"Flagman?!" Two rays of heat ejaculated from the eyes of the old worker, and his yellow teeth grinned and sneered. "I really think you were still the scene where you had hardcore crops to eat in the Qing Dynasty? Bullshit! The Japanese have been here for so many years.

Have you ever divided your house with a few hectares? Will you plant it for you? If it weren't for our old buddies, you, a little bastard who doesn't know anything, would have starved to death?

!”

The man couldn't help but slap the back of his head and whispered: "Shut up your broken mouth! Be careful, the man stripped you naked in the middle of the night and threw you into the mountains to feed the wolf! Do you know if there is resistance in this room?

The heroes of the Union are hiding? They hate the most of the banner servants who help Xiao Dongyang do business!"

The young man immediately became timid, his neck drooped down his palm and shrank inward, his lips opened twice, but he didn't dare to say the tough words that would support the scene. After all, he was a bannerman who had lost his bones and energy a hundred decades ago.

No, no blood and energy can emerge.

The old worker and the man looked at each other, and with a "shot" between their teeth, they stopped looking at the ungrateful little boy. Turning his face, the man asked in a low voice: "Uncle! Did you hear the movement outside?

There is something big? Why do I feel that Xiao Dongyang's voice is timid?"

The old worker tilted his mouth to the right, and his voice lowered: "Don't guess, it must be a disaster that has caused great trouble! Have you heard such a big noise in recent years? Look at the fire, I'm afraid it's not the entire Binjiang City

I burned a ball! In the next ten days and half a month, we will be sure that we can't do anything!"

The man glanced in a clever way in the corner of his mouth, and suddenly his whole body trembled. He twisted his head back suddenly, almost causing his neck to cramp. He stared at the old worker with his eyes wide open and asked in a trembling voice: "Uncle."

...Uncle! We won’t be implicated, right?!"

The old worker looked at his tattered cuffs with his eyebrows down and said weakly: "It depends on your life!"

He obviously accepted his fate. The man seemed to be half-littled by a dead snake whose spine had been pulled off. He leaned against the cold wall with a look of frustration.

The young man opposite was young, but his ears were very good. He heard all the whispers of them. At first, he didn't understand, so he looked up in confusion. He found that the two guys were gently moving the steel wheel away.

The spare parts made a big hole and was drilling down. I was shocked!

He has been here for a short time and does not understand anything. The old man at home has given special instructions. He often listens to old workers and An**, and the railway police are talking about it. In the northeast, it is the most awesome

The one who has the fork is the anti-Japanese coalition led by Commander Zhao! It is a hero who can be elusive in the belly of hundreds of thousands of Japanese and An**. Anyone who can pull out can push eight horses and nine cows.

A tough character.

The most mysterious thing is that these people seem to be everywhere and don’t know where they are hiding. Perhaps they are lurking among the railway workers, and may come out to do something earth-shaking.

Because of this, the Japanese and An** investigated and raided them more than once, and made trouble every now and then caught some people and took them away by truck, and never came back.

Another sudden attack tonight. He was dragged out of the warm bed. He was scared to see that his heart was still pounding. He just owed a little something unpleasant to people's hearts. He thought that it was really right next to him.

There are heroes who hate Japanese devils and traitors...

The young man was so scared that he almost screamed, and his body was about to stand up in a flash. The old worker, who was like an old melon opposite, suddenly moved his arm and reached out like lightning. He pressed his shoulders tightly and pressed them tightly. There was a coldness in his eyes.

Han Guang shouted in a low voice: "If you don't want the whole family to die, just shut up! Don't move!"

The Anti-Japanese Allied Forces are jealous of evil and are never ruthless towards traitors. The Japanese army also kills people like a lot, and they have always killed all those who know and don’t report them. In short, if you get into such a thing, you won’t have a good ending!

The young man's face was sallow and his hands were scratching, and he shivered in a ball of trembling, and a smell immediately appeared in his crotch.

His head was so stiff that he could not turn, but he couldn't help but turn his eyes away. He saw a little light. The man who had half of his body had already penetrated into the hole turned around and smiled coldly at him with white teeth bared.

Falling down like that.

The young man groaned, his eyes rolled and collapsed to the ground.

"Damn it, little turtle grass! I'm not brave enough to grow my hair, so I turned around and was not honest and killed him and fed the wolf!"

Man Yi muttered cursingly, bent down and crawled forward in a cave less than one meter high.

The man in front of him was holding an oil lamp in his mouth, swimming around in front of his chest as he crawled. He stumbled, and the shaking light was unstable. He said in a vague way: "I'm sorry he doesn't have the courage! A family

Everyone is here, so you dare to be damn it! It’s important to do serious things quickly!”

"I understand! I'm afraid that the boy doesn't have a door on his lips, and it will be troublesome to see it!"

"Did you tell him that you haven't seen it? With him watching, there will be no problem!"

As he spoke, the two of them quickly crawled from the bend hole in the bend and it was thirty or forty meters away. At the end was a small wooden door that could be opened inward. The person in front put his ear on it and listened quietly for a while, decisively

Pull it open and get out, outside, there is the maintenance trough of the parking lot, a pile of messy debris and rusty bad fronts blocking the head, covering it tightly.

The night is like ink, the cold wind of early spring is blowing in the wet air, mixed with wet mist, and the bright searchlights in the distance are storming back and forth from the station to the railway tracks, and they are shocked and strange.

It came, causing panic.

The two bent over and climbed out from the front of the car quietly. They found that no one was paying attention to the dead corner. They walked lightly across several railway tracks and rushed onto a train with steam.

When they opened the car door and entered the cab, they did not turn on the lights. They used the dim oil lamp to find a pipe pliers hidden under the seat. They cut off the chain that tied the iron door of the stove and pulled it open.

One of them crawled in the back, picked up a big-headed iron shovel and "sharp" the whole family shoveled up a weight of 20 to 30 kilograms, turned his head and shook his hand and sent it into the furnace.

The charcoal fire inside was blown by the top coals, and a large cloud of turbid smoke rose. Immediately, the red flames turned out from underneath, and in a blink of an eye all the coals were wrapped in. The temperature in the cab was immediately straight.

rise!

The other person twisted the water pipe to send water to the boiler. The steam pressure gauge pointer slides faster and faster from left to right. The former's eyes were filled with excitement, and his hands kept sending more than a dozen iron shovels in a row.

The half of the furnace was filled with the charcoal fire, making a rumbling sound, and sometimes the flames rushed out of the oven door, making the two of them sweat profusely!

"It's almost done!" Seeing that the pointer reached enough pressure value, one person jumped into the driver's seat and pulled down the steam valve hard, and then steadily pushed the long pole forward. The breathing sound of "Kuqikuqi" came from the front of the car, dragging it.

The whole train with dozens of empty cars creaked and creaked, the steam brake system was loosened one after another, and the steel wheel hub squeezed the rails and struggled forward slowly!

At the top of the rear of the car, a Japanese soldier held a bayonet with a 38-shaped cover with a bayonet and was touching the surroundings with a vigilant look. He was shocked, and the car body suddenly pulled forward, shaking him and almost shaking.

It was a good thing that the chassis was stable. It was opened twice before I could stop. When I turned around and looked ahead, I vaguely found that the chimney at the front of the car was no longer faint blue smoke, but rolling thick

cigarette!

"Baga! Someone wants to steal a train!"

The soldier picked up the whistle on his chest and blew it hard, then ran forward with guns in both hands. When he was about to reach the front of the car, he shouted: "Where is the work?! Come out?!"

The man who shoveled the coal grinned: "Your work! Get out!"

Once the steam valve was pulled, the steam came out from the front of the car, and in an instant, it was impossible to see anything blocked around. The two of them pushed the gear lever to the end and then held it tightly, without hesitation.

He turned over and jumped down, used the steam to cover the carriage that was running faster and faster, and then rushed into the old carriage beside him and drilled into the hole along the original road.

The Japanese soldiers did not notice their movements at all. Seeing that the train was running faster and faster, they repeatedly scolded and pulled the bolt, and shot it at the cab ceiling with a "bang" shot, without any response. The thick steam made him unable to see clearly.

In the situation, I squatted carefully on the ceiling and aimed at the gun!

The train was getting faster and faster, and rushed out of the station along the rails. The steam was blown by the airflow passing on both sides and pulled into two white lines. The harsh whistle and warning sound echoed the anxious soldiers, making them brave.

A lot of it.

Seeing that the steam was fully discharged, he got up and jumped out of the cab and stabbed it in with a bayonet. He slashed it on the furnace door and made a white mark. He looked at it and saw that there was no hairy man!

He didn't care about where the person was going, so he pulled out his rifle and wanted to go in and stop the train. At this moment, a huge black shadow suddenly fell from the sky, and "bang" the steel plate on the cab ceiling collapsed half a meter.
Chapter completed!