The train driver in the courtyard

"The locomotive section is my home, Section Chief Xing is my father, Master Cao is my mother, and Huang Jing is my sister. I live a happy life~"

Humming a little tune.

Li Aiguo left the railway police station on his bicycle, rode along the scorching streets and returned to the bridge.

Just as he had parked his bicycle next to the bridgehead, two people came towards him.

One is Liang Sicheng and the other is Zhou Wenzhong.

When Zhou Wenzhong saw Commissioner Liang stretching out his hands towards Li Aiguo, he quickly stopped, turned around and quietly hid aside.

People like them, no matter how great their achievements or victories are, can only hide behind the scenes forever.

Li Aiguo nodded slightly at Zhou Wenzhong's chin, motioning him to wait a moment, and then he and Liang Sicheng's hands were tightly clasped together.

"Commissioner Liang, how is the bridge doing?"

Liang Sicheng said excitedly: "It's as solid as a rock! According to the data recorded by the technicians, I can be sure that this bridge will stand on the Yangtze River for hundreds of years!"

"Congratulations." Li Aiguo said.

"It is the dream of countless engineers to be able to build a bridge that will stand for a thousand years for the country and the people!" Liang Sicheng's heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment.

At this time, he has been promoted from the patron saint of ancient buildings to a real plasterer.

Fight the gray man, fight the gray soul, fight the gray soul to be the best. I love fighting the gray soul, spring goes to summer solstice, autumn comes to the east, fight the gray soul. Fight the gray soul, fight from night to dawn, the sunshine before dawn is so warm.

Liang Sicheng suppressed his excitement and continued:
"However, there is still a small flaw. During the experiment, we found that the cable coefficient used to reduce the resonance of the bridge did not meet the standard. In extreme cases, it is impossible to offset the resonance of the bridge, which may harm the bridge."

Liang Sicheng adjusted the frame of his glasses and said gratefully, "I would like to express my gratitude to you on behalf of the Technical Committee.

If you hadn't proposed the extreme driving experiment, we would never have discovered the problem with the cable.

Once the bridge is open to traffic, the cables are under load and it will be difficult to replace them.”

"You're welcome. This is what I should do." Li Aiguo breathed a sigh of relief.

He had heard about the problems with the steel cables of the Yangtze River Bridge before, but he didn't expect that the problem would be discovered because of his suggestion.

"I will go back to the bureau right now and discuss with Mr. Mao about readjusting the cable."

Liang Sicheng was concerned about his work, so he didn't waste any time calling Zhang Jishu to get into the car, which then drove away emitting black smoke.

After watching Liang Sicheng leave, Li Aiguo turned around and walked to the bridgehead, looked at Zhou Wenzhong and said, "Old Zhou, you are so anxious to see me, has something happened?"

Zhou Wenzhong threw away his cigarette butt, closed the door, and said anxiously: "Comrade driver, I am convinced. You really guessed it right."

"Did the enemy really launch an attack? Come on, tell me what happened?"

Li Aiguo took Zhou Wenzhong's arm and moved him to the chair.

"Today, while you were driving, Mao Zujie, the leader of the bridge pier checkpoint, spotted a small boat coming over on the river."

Zhou Wenzhong recounted the entire process of the attack.

He looked at Li Aiguo and said, "It was very stormy at the time. If you hadn't suggested stationing under the bridge pier, we would not have been able to detect the enemy's actions.

The enemy actually used a light machine gun to transform the small fishing boat into a motor boat. If you hadn't suggested bringing in the Red Star RPG, the enemy might have succeeded."

After saying these words, Zhou Wenzhong finally understood why he had not yet obtained a code name after working on the special front for more than ten years.

Li Aiguo was directly named driver by the farmer.

Every step he takes can get in front of the enemy in advance.

At this time, after getting the news, Lao Mao also rushed to the bridgehead.

"Okay, okay, this is the enemy's second attack, and we have neutralized it again."

After giving his praise, Lao Mao arranged the next step of work.

"Investigate. Immediately mobilize the militias of all the communes along the coast and search the river bank for the wreckage of the boat and the bodies of the enemy."

With such a violent explosion, the enemy would probably have been blown to pieces. Zhou Wenzhong was just about to make a suggestion.

Li Aiguo said: "We can analyze the enemy's identity through his clothing. Now the enemy has a team hiding in the dark. If we want to find them out, we can't miss any clues."

Zhou Wenzhong then realized his negligence and quickly picked up the phone to coordinate with local comrades.

The level of the SHIELD team is very high. As soon as a phone call was made, Wu Han’s relevant units immediately took action.

"Our police station received an order from our superiors to dispatch eleven police officers to participate in the search mission."

"Militia members of Zhoujiazhuang Commune, please pay attention. Gather at the commune immediately."

"Emergency mission, emergency mission, all members of the Fishery Production Cooperative assemble. If anyone dares to go fishing without permission, I will break his legs!"

All forces within 20 miles downstream of the Yangtze River near the Yangtze River Bridge were mobilized.

Public security comrades from both sides led militiamen to search along the river beach. There were fishing boats on the water and the atmosphere was very lively.

There is not much entertainment these days.

On weekdays, the members would rely on catching Dieter to pass the time.

Upon learning of the large-scale action, young members from more than a dozen communes along the coast also participated in it.

"So far, two to three thousand people have participated in the search.

However, the environment on both sides of the Yangtze River is complex, and it was raining heavily when the incident happened, so the waves were very large, so no one has discovered it yet. "

On the bridge.

Li Aiguo and Lao Mao were checking the security measures together when Zhou Wenzhong brought people to report.

"Don't worry. There is a boat and two people there. Even if it is blown to pieces, there will be a lot of debris. We can always find it."

Li Aiguo comforted Zhou Wenzhong, then suddenly asked, looking at a section of guardrail: "Old Zhou, why is the bridge silver-gray?

But this section of guardrail comes in three colors: silver gray, black, and sky blue? Does this allow people to better appreciate the beauty of the bridge? "

Hearing this, Zhou Wenzhong was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth, as if he had seen a ghost.

Li Aiguo became even more curious about how someone could scare an old staff member like this.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with what I just said?"

"No problem, absolutely no problem!"

Zhou Wenzhong was startled again. He waved his hands violently and kept turning his head to look left and right, as if he was afraid of being heard by others, and even more afraid of being misunderstood.

Li Aiguo became even more confused.

He was a man who would not stop until he got to the bottom of things, so he continued to ask a few more questions.

Zhou Wenzhong stammered and couldn't explain clearly.

Li Aiguo discovered that Zhou Wenzhong's emotion was not fear, but awe.

Seeing that his student couldn't even speak coherently, Lao Mao leaned over to Li Aiguo's ear and whispered something.

Li Aiguo couldn't help but take a breath.

In September of this year, someone stood on the bridge and asked the same question to the deputy director of the Bridge Engineering Bureau.

No wonder Zhou Wenzhong was so awed
Lao Mao continued, “At that time, Director Yang explained that this was to let the people of Wu Han choose which color to use.

That’s why we paint it in three colors to collect public opinions.

The other party praised Director Yang, saying that this is what it means to follow the mass line.

Director Yang then asked the other party which color he preferred.

The other person smiled and pointed at the blue sky and then at the river.

Everyone understood: [The setting sun and the lone wild goose fly together, and the autumn water and the sky are the same color].

The colors of bridge railings should be harmonious with the colors of the sky and water.

What surprised the Bridge Engineering Bureau even more was that in a public survey conducted in the morning, silver-gray was the color most chosen by the public.

"

After understanding the whole story, Li Aiguo felt a sense of emotion.

This is what it means to truly put the masses in your heart and stand on the side of the vast majority of the masses.

At this time, a figure riding a bicycle came running from a distance.

“Report, the militia of Chenshui Commune found the wreckage of a small boat and the remains of clothes and bodies on the river bank.

Now the local commune militia has cordoned off the scene and is awaiting further instructions."

Li Aiguo recognized that this man was Mao Zujie, who had blown up the enemy's small boat with one shot.

Yesterday, Mao Zujie wrote a complete report on the matter.

The SHIELD team allowed him to rest for two days, considering that he had made great contributions and had been on duty on the bridge pier for several consecutive days.

Mao Zujie volunteered to participate in the search mission because he was a local and familiar with the surrounding situation, so Zhou Wenzhong agreed.

After Lao Mao and Zhou Wenzhong learned that they had found a clue, they immediately called together the team members and arranged vehicles to go to Chenshui Commune.

Li Aiguo walked up to Mao Zujie and stretched out his hand towards him: "Little comrade, congratulations on your great achievement!"

"Thank you, Consultant Li," Mao Zujie said excitedly.

He made a mistake at first.

He had no qualifications to stand guard at the bridge pier checkpoint, but it was because Li Aiguo named him that he had the opportunity to make merit.

"Work hard, you are a good candidate."

At this time Zhou Wenzhong drove over in a GAZ jeep. Li Aiguo patted Mao Zujie on the shoulder, turned around and got on the jeep.

The convoy of jeeps and three trucks roared away.

Mao Zujie saluted at the back of the jeep.

"Thank you, Driver Li!"

Mao Zujie was a man who dedicated his life to his faith.

After making the fatal mistake, my life fell into darkness for a while.

With this achievement, the dark cloud covering his head instantly dissipated.

Chenshui Commune (Chenshui Commune) is located on the river bank about 8 kilometers east of the bridge.

Donglianmei Village Agricultural Production Cooperative, located near the bridgehead in the west, is the commune closest to the Yangtze River Bridge.

The town is divided into East Street, West Street and Back Street. East Street and West Street are located in the north and face the river in the south.

The commune office is located at the eastern end of West Street. The southernmost side is the commune health center. The commune office is located at the eastern end of West Street.

Slogans celebrating the completion of the bridge were painted on the walls of shops on the street. When the passing members saw the convoy approaching, they all dodged and hid aside.

As the convoy turned the corner, Secretary Zhang and the deputy secretary of the commune, the women's director, the poverty alleviation director and seven or eight others came to greet them.

They were wearing clean Zhongshan suits and their hair was neatly combed.

One of them even wore a white shirt over a pair of work trousers, which looked out of place.

As soon as Li Aiguo got out of the car, he felt that the atmosphere was wrong.

This posture seems to be welcoming superiors to visit and inspect.

"Welcome the city leaders to our commune to guide our work." Secretary Zhang stepped forward and shook Zhou Wenzhong's hands. "It's already noon. The commune has prepared food. Please have a meal before returning to work."

He is short but weighs more than 200 pounds, and walks like a round winter melon.

Zhou Wenzhong said: "No need, where is the scene?"

Secretary Zhang's face was full of flattery. "That place is far away, and there is no traffic. It takes more than two hours to walk there. Let's have dinner first. After dinner, our commune will hold a meeting. Please give a few words to the members."

Seeing that Secretary Zhang was going to continue talking, Zhou Wenzhong waved his hand to interrupt him and turned to shout to the crowd, "Who made the report to the superiors?"

"Report to the commander, it's me!" A black-faced man walked out of the crowd with his hand raised.

This person is Chen, a cadre from the armed forces department of Chenshui Commune. He is a veteran and is in charge of militia affairs in Chenshui Commune.

It was he who led the militia to discover a large pile of debris on the riverside, including fragments of a small boat, bloody clothes, and body parts.

When he learned that Zhou Wenzhong was going to the scene immediately and would bring back all the fragments, Officer Chen immediately raised his doubts.

"It rained so heavily yesterday that the road along the river was muddy and slippery, and trucks couldn't pass through."

The fragments of a small boat, plus the broken pieces weighing thousands of pounds, would probably be difficult to transport back by manpower.

However, in order to find clues, it is necessary to carefully examine every piece of debris.

Some inspections cannot be completed on site and need to be transported to the meteorological bureau in the city.

Everyone was in trouble for a moment.

Secretary Zhang proposed mobilizing everyone in the commune to carry those things back on their shoulders.

Zhou Wenzhong asked him coldly, "Secretary Zhang, come with me later. I'll give you a sack and you carry the body parts back. How about that?"

"I am the secretary of the commune. How can I do this kind of work?"

Secretary Zhang thought of that dirty and unlucky thing and decisively refused.

He was halfway through his words when he realized something was wrong and quickly shut his mouth and remained silent.

There was no other way, so Zhou Wenzhong decided to bring the guards to the scene to check the fragments. It depended on fate to determine how much line speed they could find out.

The old cat was about to nod and agree to this compromise.

"I have an idea." Li Aiguo said suddenly.

Everyone stopped. Li Aiguo was wearing a very ordinary work suit today, which looked inconspicuous at all.

"What idea?" In front of outsiders, Lao Mao did not mention Li Aiguo's name and title.

Li Aiguo asked, "There should be a tractor station in the commune, right?"

"Yes, what happened to the tractor station?"

Secretary Zhang had just been scolded and was still a little angry. He wanted to take the opportunity to vent his anger, but when he thought about the background of these people, he swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

Cadre Chen slapped his thigh and said, "There are three tractors burning pellets in the tractor station. If you wear iron shoes, you won't be afraid of walking on bad roads!"

Wearing iron shoes should be a crawler tractor, but a ball-burning tractor, what the hell? Li Aiguo was a little confused at this time.

After a moment, Li Aiguo understood.

Rumble, thump, thump. Three tracked tractors emitting black smoke were driving over from a distance.

The tractor is an Ursus C45 from Poland.

The way this thing starts is a bit special.

It is necessary to use a sulfur rod to rub the combustion ball to generate sparks, and then put the burning sulfur rod into the cylinder head, and then shake the large wheel on the side, relying on the inertia of the wheel to drive the engine compression ignition.

The sulfur stick has a black end and when it is ignited, it looks like a burning ball, so the members nicknamed it a burning ball tractor.

The Ursus C45 is powerful, can be used on all terrains, and is durable, and is well received by members. Its only drawback is that it is too tiring for tractor drivers.

This thing burns heavy diesel. Once it starts, black smoke billows out, and the tractor driver sitting in the cab feels like he's riding on a cloud.

Three tractor drivers jumped off the tractor with dark faces. After learning the details of the mission, they all expressed that they would complete the mission successfully.

The guards on the GAZ truck were replaced by a tractor, and Li Aiguo, Lao Mao and others also stood in the front of the truck.

Accompanied by a series of rumbling sounds, the Ursus C45, like a heavy tank, rushed towards the river along the muddy road.

The concerns of the commune were not unfounded. There were no roads near the river and there were muddy puddles everywhere. If it were not for the crawler tractor, we would have been helpless today.

The Ursus C45 was moving at a fairly fast speed, and it reached the water hole in just half an hour.

The two militiamen on duty saw the large group of people coming and immediately perked up.

After jumping off the tractor, Cadre Chen asked the two men, "Is there anything unusual?"

"no!"

Are you kidding? This is a complete mess of slaughter.

Splinters of wood, pieces of meat, and rags were intertwined together. Who would dare to get close?

Li Aiguo walked over to take a look, and Zhou Wenzhong came over and said with a smile: "We are really lucky, these things should have been hit by the waves."

"Yeah, if this bunch of bits and pieces really floated down with the water, it would not be easy to find them all in one place." Li Aiguo also sighed.

At this time, a militiaman who was in charge of loading the truck made a discovery.

"Report to the leader, I think I know this man. He is Bai Lan from our commune."

Secretary Bai, who had gotten off the tractor and had been squatting in the distance, suddenly changed his expression when he heard this. He strode over and slapped the militiaman on the forehead.

"Bai Dexing, what are you talking about! What Bai Lan? That guy has already gone into the city. Why is he here?"

"But. He really is..."

Militiaman Bai Dexing couldn't understand why Secretary Bai was so angry.

Li Aiguo, Lao Mao and Zhou Wenzhong had already walked over at this time.

"what happened?"

"Leader, this guy made a mistake. Look, it's broken into pieces. How can you recognize it?" Secretary Bai explained with a smile on his face while licking Li Aiguo.

Li Aiguo ignored him, took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Bai Dexing.

"Comrade Militia, do you recognize anything from these fragments?"

Bai Dexing took the cigarette with both hands, smiled awkwardly, and turned to look at Secretary Bai.

Li Aiguo pointed at Secretary Bai and said, "Secretary, we are investigating a case now. Please step aside."

Secretary Bai did not expect Li Aiguo to drive him away directly. He wanted to explain himself, but the guards surrounded him and took off the spear slung over his shoulder.

"Yes, yes, yes, I understand the policy. This is confidential and we should avoid suspicion." Secretary Bai laughed awkwardly when he saw the situation was not good, then turned around and left.

Li Aiguo looked at Bai Dexing and said, "Comrade militia, this matter has now been exposed to the world. Don't have any concerns. Tell us everything."

"This man is Bai Lan from our commune. Look, there is a belt with a copper buckle. I have only seen this on Bai Lan.

When I asked him where he got the white fence, he said he picked it up by the river.

I asked him to hand it in to avoid any trouble, but he scolded me. "

Li Aiguo picked up a tree branch and dug out a copper-buckled leather belt that had been blown to pieces from the debris. He immediately understood why Bai Dexing was so sure.

The copper buckle of the copper buckle belt has a pattern of a sunny day and a white sun, not the red star pattern after liberation. Before liberation, this was something only high-ranking enemy officials could own.

After confirming that there was a white column among the pile of odds and ends, Zhou Wenzhong asked about the relevant situation of the white column.

Cadre Chen and several militiamen explained the situation in detail.

The "moving work" was still going on over there, and Lao Mao pulled Li Aiguo and Zhou Wenzhong aside for a short meeting.

"What do you think of this?"

Zhou Wenzhong understood that his master was referring to Secretary Bai’s non-cooperation.

"The reason why Secretary Bai wanted to stop Bai Dexing from telling the truth was because he was afraid of implicating Chenshui Commune."

The old cat could not deny this answer, and looked up at Li Aiguo: "Aiguo, what do you think?"

“Although Bai Lan is a member of Chenshui Commune, he has nothing to do with Secretary Bai personally.

Do you think Secretary Bai is a person who cares about the members and the commune?

There must be something fishy going on here.”

Zhou Wenzhong's face changed when he heard this.

He clearly remembered that Secretary Bai came up with a bad idea to let the members carry the broken pieces.

"Everyone please pay more attention later." Although Lao Mao did not give a definite answer, he tended to agree with Li Aiguo's opinion.

He has dealt with many local people over the years and is very clear about the moral character of some local personnel.

Things developed just as Li Aiguo expected.

After a while, the militiamen made a new discovery.

A militiaman found pieces of the diesel engine.

And it wasn't just one piece, there were seven or eight pieces.

Looking at the black debris covered with engine oil, everyone at the scene changed their expressions.

Everyone knows that there is a small wooden boat in Bailan.

However, diesel engines are not something that ordinary people can get these days.

Most of the diesel engines in the country are large diesel engines installed on large tractors.

Where did Bailan get the diesel engine?

The sun was up by now, and the riverside was hot and humid, with green flies buzzing around the pile of stuff.

"Aiguo, you know a lot about engines, check out what model this thing is."

Hearing Lao Mao's greeting, Li Aiguo was at a loss whether to laugh or cry and wanted to say that this guy was uneducated.

The train uses a steam engine, not a diesel engine.
But who can make him a half-technician?

Li Aiguo picked up the fragments and examined them. He said with certainty, "This is the engine of a small tractor! It's an old American product from before the liberation."

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the tractor drivers suddenly changed. Secretary Bai, who had been standing by and staring at this side, could no longer stand there.

"Comrade leader, how can you call this piece of iron a tractor engine?"

Li Aiguo picked up the fragment and pointed: "See, there is a line of steel stamp here."

Zhou Wenzhong came over and read: "What does CNRRA mean?"

The old cat said in a cold voice: "Executive Yuan Relief and Relief Administration."

After World War II, President Teddy of the United States established an organization called the United Nations Relief and Rehabilitation Administration (UNRRA in English and UNRRA in Chinese) to help the victorious countries in the war rebuild.

As one of the victorious nations, we also received a lot of assistance.

A large number of these supplies were agricultural tractors.

The liberated areas were fine, and they received a small batch of supplies.
It was just that the Relief Administration underestimated the greed of the enemy.

The situation is tight at the front and tight at the rear!
American eggs are smaller when shipped to China, and the rubber wheels disappear before the truck even leaves the warehouse!

Those tractors have basically nothing to do with ordinary people.

When those guys saw the tractor, they thought they had picked up a treasure, and used various means to secretly take the tractor back home.

But they found only tractors and no spare parts.

The tractor was of very poor quality and broke down after a short time.

If something breaks, you have to travel across the ocean to buy parts.

The capitalists on the other side are jingling their abacus beads. They don't want money for the tractor, but if you want parts, exchange them for gold!
For the cost of a few repairs, you can buy a tractor.

Those greedy guys were the ones who got ripped off. (End of this chapter)