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Chapter 617 I am so big.
"Did I hear it wrong?"

Hase Ryosuke looked out of the window with calm weather and thought to himself, his eyes couldn't help being a little confused, but years of rigorous training told him that it was the gunshots from two [-]-type rifles at close range.

Moreover, even a hunter would not be able to hunt with a Japanese military rifle at the end of hibernation. There is only one explanation. Some forces using Japanese guns want to attack this train.

Could it be the red deer chasing after them?

His heart skipped a beat, and he pressed his face against the glass and looked out, trying to find clues from the forest and boulders passing by, but unfortunately found nothing, everything was normal.

The white passenger on the opposite side thought he had encountered an Asian country bumpkin who had never seen the world, so he secretly rolled his eyes and turned his head to the other side, before snoring for a long time.

Hase Ryosuke glanced at the other person's throat indifferently. With his ability, he certainly saw what happened just now. If he was not in a hurry to run away, he would definitely give this person an unforgettable memory.

Sitting there and thinking about it, he immediately got up and walked towards the rear of the train. In case of a firefight or an accident, staying away from the front of the train and being protected by regular German troops would have a much higher chance of surviving.

Since it was a night train, the car was not full, and there were many vacant seats. The conductor also found a place to take a nap secretly. He successfully arrived at the penultimate passenger car and found a seat.

It's not that Hase Ryosuke doesn't want to get closer. The problem is that the door at the rear of the car is locked by the other party, and there are two German soldiers with submachine guns blocking the road. He can't kneel down and beg for help.

Seeing an Asian appear, these days he dealt with Zuo Zhong and others every day, and the yellow-skinned German soldiers were not overly curious, and carried out the security mission seriously.

Time passed by, and the angle of the train's turn became wider and wider. A soldier raised his hand and grabbed the handle next to him, while his other hand was tightly leaning on the trigger, scanning the passengers in the carriage.

With free bodyguards, Hase Ryosuke's tense nerves slowly relaxed, accompanied by the rhythmic wheezing sound of the train, his eyelids closed unconsciously, and he slowly fell asleep.

In his dream, he had become the Minister of Intelligence of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and he was free to choose from all kinds of priceless intelligence. Countless gold bars fell from the sky like raindrops, colliding with each other from time to time to make a sound.

"Dang bang~"

Hase Ryosuke, who was half asleep and half awake, seemed to hear the sound of metal collisions, and quickly opened his eyes and looked around, but the ground was empty, which made his face full of disappointment and frustration.

After being silent for two seconds, he turned over and continued to have a beautiful dream. There is no such thing in reality, and he can't have an eye addiction in his dream. Dreams are always necessary, in case they come true one day in the future.

But he didn't notice that at the same time he closed his eyes, a half of the rope slowly rose up from the upper edge of the car window without a sound, and finally fell into the hands of a black figure on the top of the car.

This is not an ordinary rope. The main body is tightly intertwined with several thin ropes. One end is tied with a grapple wrapped in a cloth strip. The cloth strip on one claw has fallen off for some reason.

If not, Hase Ryosuke would not have heard any voices, but this is inevitable, no matter how well-prepared the action will be, accidents will occur, the key is to learn to adapt to the crisis.

The black shadow got the rope and wrapped it around his body. He looked at the front of the car in a half-squat position. Through the hazy moonlight, he could see the train running on a semicircular rail.

He exhaled lightly, and moved his sore hands and feet as little as possible. Even though the train slowed down on the mountain road, it was still difficult to climb onto the train with the grapple.

Because of the strong wind from the valley, the smooth car body without any relay points, and the branches of trees emerging from time to time, this behavior is full of dangers, and the wheels will be killed if you are not careful.

After resting, he rested his hands on the ground, and slowly moved his feet towards the rear of the train. This train carriage was made of iron sheets, and certain parts of the roof had been dented during long-term use.

If you accidentally step on it, it is easy to make abnormal noises. If the soldiers below hear it, it means death. The shell a few centimeters thick can't stop the powerful military rifles from shooting.

The black shadow touched the potholed ground, struggling to choose a safe route, but because the train was tilted and it was necessary to keep balance at all times, the forward speed was very slow.

"Tear."

A branch protruding from the railway suddenly swept past his head, and the black shadow reacted quickly and flexibly moved forward, narrowly avoiding the danger of severe head injury, but the hat was thrown flying.

"woo~woo~woo"

The howling wind blew from one side of the car to the other, and the black shadow's bun was just knocked loose, and then a flowing black hair flew in the wind. It was the woman who gave orders in the mountain manor.

In stealth operations, operators need to minimize the exposed area of ​​the body, and hair is the most important part of language. In the current situation, long hair will definitely be noticed by opponents.

Without hesitation, the woman pulled out the dagger and bit it in her mouth. With both hands, she pulled her lustrous long hair into a bundle and pulled it to her shoulders.

Her long black hair turned into ear-length short hair. She calmly put the cut hair into her backpack, stared at the rear of the car without any fluctuation in her eyes, and moved back a little bit again.

Finally, when the train was about to travel halfway to the mountain railway, taking advantage of another whistle, the woman dexterously jumped over the junction of the penultimate carriage and the first carriage like a cat.

In the car under her feet, the two German soldiers who were in charge of guarding did not notice it at all. They stood there motionless, unaware that someone had stepped into the last line of defense through the roof of the car.

Compared with the second-to-last carriage, the first-to-last carriage did not need to be so careful. The woman took out a folded wooden stick from the bag, and a very small mirror was attached to the top of the stick.

She carefully stretched the wooden stick to the corner of the window, using the reflection of the mirror, the woman saw the scene in the car, a dozen German soldiers were sitting in the car seat, their eyes closed and their bodies were shaking with the train.

it is as expected.

During the escort mission, some people usually rest and some people are on guard to ensure that the personnel will not be fatigued. The journey from Berlin to Württemberg is only ten hours, and there are at most three shifts on the way.

Because if the time is too long, it is easy to fall asleep, and if the time is too short, other people will not have a good rest, and the German infantry drill code stipulates that the security tasks during non-war periods are three hours.

The woman estimated the time. It took more than four hours for the train to leave Berlin, and it would take more than an hour for the next train to change.

Taking back the small tool, she continued to move forward with the previous method, but her movements were a little faster, and it didn't take too long to reach the end, and she took out the small tool again to confirm the situation below.

The carriage was quiet, and there were no German soldiers walking or patrolling. Most of them had their weapons leaning against their seats, which showed that the other party was not very vigilant and didn't think they would encounter enemies during this trip.

After confirming that it was correct, the woman observed the surrounding terrain, put all the other items on her body into the backpack, and leaned on the edge of the roof from the left side of the compartment door to poke down, the whole person was suspended in mid-air.

At this moment, the train entered a left turn, and under the action of centrifugal force, her body flew to the right, and she was about to hit the glass of the carriage door, which would definitely wake up the soldiers.

In a blink of an eye, the woman hooked her left foot to the railing at the rear of the carriage, exerting all her strength, her knuckles turning white while holding onto the roof of the carriage, until the train left the curve.

After confirming that the crisis was over, she slowly adjusted her breathing, put her left foot on the railing, put both arms on the edge of the carriage door, and used gravity to slide silently towards the ground little by little.

It was her right leg that landed first. With the support, she quickly stood firmly at the rear of the carriage. Before she could catch her breath, the woman grabbed the railing and jumped over, landing on the hook.

"Huchi~huchi~wuwu~"

At this time, the train entered the last uphill, and after passing through the tunnel, there was a [-]-kilometer downhill section, and there was no mountainous terrain between the transfer station and Württemberg.

On the speeding train, the woman tore off a piece of her sleeve and wrapped it around the damaged claw of the grapple. She threw the grapple with her right hand and hooked it to the freight car. She pulled hard to ensure that the two would not be easily released.

After doing this, she stared up at the side of the train, while using the wobbly hook to maintain her balance with difficulty, she bent down to close the air brake valve, and grabbed the lift pin of the lock with both hands.

Seen from a distance, a train with thick smoke struggled to climb to the top of the slope, blew its whistle as if showing off like a new life, and quickly entered a long tunnel.

1 minute later.

The front of the locomotive rushed out without any hesitation, and behind it was pulling carriages one after another, but when the whole train came out, the freight carriages that were originally hung on the rear of the train and filled with blueprints disappeared.

The train circled and entered the downhill section. The driver felt that the power of the steel giant under his feet had become extremely abundant. He looked back subconsciously, then opened his mouth wide, and pulled the brake with his hand.

The reaction was quick. The problem was that this was a [-]-kilometer downhill. The heavy weight of the train made braking meaningless, and the train continued to slide forward. The driver stepped on the sandblasting switch in horror.

In order to increase friction, improve the starting speed in rainy and snowy weather and the efficiency of going up and downhill, a sandbox will be installed on each side of the train, and sand will be ejected to help the train run when necessary.

But the driver stepped on for a long time, and the speed of the train did not slow down in any way. He looked into the sandbox and saw a big hole in the surface of the sandbox. Obviously, all the sand had leaked out.

Not only did the driver fall into a broken mood, but the German soldiers in the last passenger car were also stunned by the empty rear of the car in front of them. Where did their big freight car go?

　It’s hard to write, it’s cool and reasonable, and I have to check the local topographic map. It’s 4:01, sleep, good night, I have to go to work when I get up early.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)