The train driver in the courtyard

Chapter 100 Beacon Train
In the maintenance workshop.

Zhang Shan wants to talk about things on the battlefield.

The members of the chartered crew and Li Aiguo cheered up and surrounded them one after another.

A look of remembrance appeared on Zhang Shan's rough cheeks, and the thick fingers holding the cigarette butt trembled slightly, and the cigarette butt fell to the ground, and green smoke rose up.

The sound of vicissitudes spread along with the green smoke.

[The situation was urgent and there was a shortage of supplies ahead.

On the North Korean side, we were divided into groups of six and put in charge of a freight train.

In fact, it doesn't pay attention to freight trains, but there are two or three carriages hanging on the locomotive.

The carriages contained food and weapons and ammunition.

The train departs from the east line of North Korea and pulls to the west line.

After unloading the car on the western line, I took the empty car back to the eastern line.

Back then the Western Front was the most dangerous place

The planes of the American devils hovered in the sky all day long.

If you spot a train, it's like an eagle catching a chicken.

Swooping down, it was a burst of strafing.

Armor-piercing projectiles with thick fingertips fired at the locomotive like desperately.

What kind of gasoline bombs, flower bombs, cluster bombs, as long as they are weapons, they can be thrown on the train with all their strength.

Although the train is made of steel, it cannot withstand such a toss.

As long as the key things such as the connecting rod and crankshaft below are swept away, the train will have to lie down.

The American devils are very bad.

Seeing that the train couldn't move, they would drop bombs down from the air and blow the train to pieces.

The driver who went with me at the beginning.

Several of them sat in the driver's building and watched the bombs fall from the sky. 】

Speaking of this, the corners of Zhang Shan's eyes turned red, and he stretched out his dark palm to wipe away his tears.

Li Aiguo's blood surged all over his body, and his throat choked up.

In the movies of later generations, he had seen the tragedy on the battlefield at that time.

The real situation is a hundred times more tragic than the movie.

The air gradually became heavy, Zhang Shan took out a cigarette with trembling hands, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Li Aiguo stood up and struck a match to help him light it.

Zhang Shan took a deep breath and continued:
[Later, the leader above saw that something was wrong.

If things go on like this, just light the train like this, won't they all be hustled by devils?
So I ordered this train ah cat in the tunnel during the day.

Wait until night, let's start again, your plane will be invisible.

At the very beginning, a lot of results were indeed achieved, and the loss rate of trains was greatly reduced.

The American devils are very ghostly, and they quickly figured it out.

If your train is going to move, you must burn the boiler, and the chimney of the boiler must emit smoke and fire.

As long as there is a fire on the ground, the plane will aim at the fire and shoot, one by one.

The discount rate has risen again.

Now I dare not go out during the day, and I dare not go out at night.

The train pulled a carriage of guns and ammunition, but could only hide in the tunnel.

I watched helplessly that the comrades on the front line were starving and fighting the enemy for their lives in the absence of ammunition.

People die and birds face up, immortal for thousands of years.

Several comrades in our chartered crew decided to fight to the death after summing up.

Of course, we can't do it recklessly, we have to use our brains.

I sent the liaison officer comrades from North Korea to a nearby village, borrowed a dozen quilts, and covered the locomotive tightly so that no light could see through.

Just leave a small hole in the small window next to the driver, which can be ventilated and look out.

Together with the co-driver and the fireman, the boiler was scorching hot in the tunnel, and the air pressure value almost exploded.

Then, taking advantage of the darkness, he got on the train and rushed outside.

The American devil's plane is circling in the sky, hey, it just can't see us.

Of course, things weren't too good in the locomotive either.

Think about it, the smoke can't come out, it's all poured into the locomotive, it's pitch black, you can't see your fingers.

In this way, I drove the train for more than 200 miles.

How about the devils of the United States!
Ghostly ghostly.

They quickly realized something was wrong and started throwing flares down.

Flares flashed brightly, revealing the train in an instant.

Just when the American devils were about to make a cruel move.

With an idea, we asked the co-pilot to remove the quilt covering the top of the train.

Good guy, the black smoke that had been stuffed inside the locomotive for so long suddenly shot out.

Black smoke whizzed and hid the entire train.

The American devils on the plane have never seen such a scene.

He couldn't aim and align, so he could only drive the plane randomly in the air.

Let's take advantage of this opportunity and quickly drive the train to run away.

Go to the next tunnel and hide again.

In the tunnel, burn the boiler for a while, wait until the black smoke is almost gathered, and then drive the train out.

In this way, the three-carriage weapons and ammunition were sent to the front line completely.

After hearing the news, the higher-ups immediately asked me to write a report on my experience and submit it.

Soon, all train drivers adopted this method.

The above also gave this method a famous name, called the beacon train. 】

The voice fell, and the room was silent.

As a train driver, Li Aiguo was well aware of the power of soot.

That's not soot, that's deadly gas.

The train drivers on the battlefield, in order to send supplies to the soldiers on the front line, even voluntarily produced soot.

In this way, Li Aiguo remembered a sentence that Li's father once said: "I can't retreat, because behind me is my motherland, my homeland!"

It is also because of these ancestors that there is no care about gains and losses, only no hesitation.

Only one punch can be punched, and hundreds of punches can be avoided, and a favorable environment can be won for the development of future generations.

Cao Wenzhi listened to the history of the 'beacon train', sighed, and said: "Lao Zhang, although I have always felt that I am no worse than you these years, but in this matter, I still have to give you a thumbs up, you are a man, you are a man!"

"In these years, when I think of not being able to go to the battlefield, my heart is empty."

Zhang Shan took a deep puff on his cigarette, and the smoke covered his face: "It's a pity that the beacon train was invented too late, and there are so many lads who can't come back."

Li Aiguo was about to stand up when the dispatcher's voice came from outside.

"Comrades of the 131st package crew, your steam engine head has completed the supply of coal and water, please set off immediately."

Cao Wenzhi stood up and shook hands with Zhang Shan: "Old Zhang, I admire you. I won't back down at all. Let's compete again at the end of the year!"

"Okay, I'll wait for you!" Zhang Shan smiled heartily.

Li Aiguo's heart was touched.

Friendship is friendship, and there is no compromise at work. This is what a man should do.

After leaving the maintenance workshop, boarded the 131 steam locomotive.

Just as the steam locomotive was about to set off, the worker in charge of loading the coal called out the fireman, Master Zheng, and muttered a few words in a low voice.

Master Zheng stared wide-eyed, his face was a bit ugly, but he nodded: "Don't worry, I will pay attention."

"What's the matter, Master Zheng?"

After he got into the car, Li Aiguo asked casually.

(End of this chapter)