In the stuffy iron stuffy tanker, Lu Guangbiao and Dai Shucheng looked at their brothers lying on the floor of the carriage helplessly, and the train could not stop without medicine. Keep putting a cold water hand towel on the forehead of a comrade-in-arms who has a fever.

Touching the heads of his hot comrades-in-arms, Lu Guangbiao said to Dai Shucheng: "Shucheng can't do it, if it goes on like this, people will not be saved." ”

"What then? Trains don't stop, and people can't be transported. "Dai Shucheng can't help it.

Someone said from the crowd: Drink some ginger water should be better.

But what about ginger? The carriage was empty except for nearly eighty officers and prisoners of war.

Dai Shucheng scolded: "Aren't you fucking bullshit, where did you get the ginger on this train." ”

"Dai Tuanza, I smelled ginger at the canning box in the carriage just now."

Dai Shucheng rushed up and grabbed the man's clothes and asked, "You said you smelled it there?" ”

"Don't get excited, it's right next to there," the man pointed to the unopened canning box.

These dozens of boxes of canned food were the food stacked in the original train car, Dai Shucheng knew that this was the food that Sun Xiaolan prepared for them, and he was so excited because of this, he suspected that Sun Xiaolan had prepared medicine for him in the food box.

Before Dai Shucheng could make a move, Lu Guangbiao had already pounced on the pile of cans, exhausting all means, although he knew that this was a slim hope, but he had to try it, maybe there would be a surprise.

Lu Guangbiao and the others frantically tore the outer packaging of the canned food box, and the cans were scattered all over the place, and no one picked them up. A box was torn open and there was nothing but a bottle of can. The second box was also opened, and there was no medicine, and the disappointment began to spread. Lu Guangbiao's mood now is that he would rather kneel down than get even a pill. The more than 30 people who had been allowed to join the prison escape by the Restoration Party knew very well that all the hopes of finding drugs were concentrated in this pile of canned boxes.

As crates of canned food are ripped open, hope in the crowd is dying. They also do not resent who can be so well prepared in this era of the Re-Progressive Party, except for a dozen or so people who tried their best to stay in this operation, but this is also the embodiment of the achievements of the Re-progressive Party. No one could have imagined the sudden fever in this carriage, and this group of people calmed down when they thought of this, and no one could be blamed for their fate.

Dai Shucheng silently sorted out the cans scattered all over the place, and Lu Guangbiao was aimlessly tearing the last box of canned cartons, and he suddenly chuckled in his heart, and the weight of the carton in his arms was much lighter.

As soon as the carton was torn open, a cylindrical glass bottle rolled down on the floor of the carriage, and someone picked up the glass bottle with one hand and looked at it carefully and said, "It's purple mercury, not a fever reducer." ”

When Lu Guangbiao heard this, he immediately felt hope, and tore the cardboard box with both hands, and the cardboard box was opened, which was a medicine box. Bandages, mercury, antipyretics, even scalpels and gloves.

When he heard Lu Guangbiao read out the antipyretic medicine, Dai Shucheng relaxed and collapsed, sitting on the floor of the carriage and crying. I thought that Sun Xiaolan did not abandon him, and the Fujin Party did not abandon them.

The people in the carriage took the antipyretic medicine in Lu Guangbiao's hand, opened the canned oranges, and fed the feverish comrades-in-arms with the sugar water juice in the canned food. At this time, Lu Guangbiao suddenly knelt on the floor and bowed down reverently in the direction of Jiangsu. He worships Hu Wenkai, without Hu Wenkai, how could these careful people prepare medicine for them on an escape train.

The people in the carriage were stunned, Lu Guangbiao's movements were too unexpected, but many of them knew the reason, and some people followed Lu Guangbiao to kneel down and bow in the direction of Jiangsu.

Speaking of which, it is also strange that the condition of these patients has just improved after taking medicine, the sky is pouring rain, the temperature has plummeted, and the stuffy situation in the carriage has been swept away.

The door of the stuffy tank car, which had been closed, was opened, and someone stuck the basin out of the car to catch the rainwater. The suffocating smell inside was no longer smelling, Lu Guangbiao took off his upper clothes, soaked them in the rain outside the carriage, scrubbed them back and forth, and hung them on the window of the carriage, he had not changed his clothes for three days, and he was used to changing a set of clothes a day in the training camp. Because he was attacked by three comrades-in-arms on the way, he had a package scattered on the ground and did not have time to collect it, only a suit jumped on the train.

When the train arrived outside the gate, the speed of the train slowed down, at most forty yards, Dai Shucheng leaned out of the carriage and came back and said: "This is a monorail, no wonder it slows down." ”

Lu Guangbiao was holding the last canned food box that was torn open, and he saw that Liangjiawo Station was written on it, which was a line of words handwritten with a pen. Lu Guangbiao deducted the words without saying a word, he estimated that either the train was suspended at Liangjiawo Station or someone came up at Liangjiawo Station.

The third night was about eleven o'clock in the night, and Lu Guangbiao looked at the watch on his wrist to get the time. The train slowed down and stopped at Liangjiawo Station, and Lu Guangbiao said to the people in the carriage: "Don't make a sound, I estimate that the train will stop here for at least an hour, and I will go down to explore first." ”

This is already the territory of the Northeast, and everyone thinks it doesn't matter, how can you treat us? We were a group of officers and prisoners of war who had returned from fighting in the Northeast, and the lowest rank was captain.

Lu Guangbiao jumped out of the carriage from the open door, walking a little shaky, he saw the lights on in the trigger room of the station not far away, and walked directly over no matter what happened, the food in the carriage has been eaten, and if the food is not replenished, it is estimated that someone will jump out of the car at noon tomorrow to look for food.

Lu Guangbiao swayed and touched the trigger room, there were four people eating and drinking around the Eight Immortals table, he had a feeling in his heart that this must have been arranged by the Fujin Party, but he still pulled out a pistol from his waist and pushed the door open.

"Lu Guangbiao, when you arrive, eat some first, the train will stay here for six hours, and it won't leave until five o'clock tomorrow morning." A young man above the Eight Immortals table said to Lu Guangbiao with a smile.

This is the personnel arranged by the Fujin Party, and Lu Guangbiao put the pistol in his waist and sat down politely.

"Why don't you hurry up and deliver food to the carriage, nearly eighty people have run out of food for three days and three nights."

The three people at the table of the Eight Immortals immediately got up and carried the bucket from the inner room, which was filled with steamed buns, roast goose and spirits.

Lu Guangbiao couldn't help but say, "How can there be wine?" ”

"Guangbiao, after three days and three nights, in order for them to arrive in Harbin smoothly, they need to be given enough wine, and meat and wine will be served at the stop tomorrow night." The young man explained.

Lu Guangbiao's chest was already hungry and pressed against his back, so he sat down unceremoniously and picked up a piece of braised pork with chopsticks and handed it into his mouth, drinking all the residual wine that he didn't know who.

Lu Guangbiao was eating and drinking fat here, but no one in the carriage dared to get off the train, and several fierce guys were guarding the car door with pistols in their hands. After a while, three people would come up with a bucket and say that a chief had bought food for them to transport.

The officer prisoners of war, who had been hungry for almost ten hours, did not have time to consider the truth or falsehood, and directly took over the fight. There was an exclamation from the carriage: "There is also liquor, Lu Guangbiao is reliable, how many days has Lao Tzu not drunk?" ”

Someone immediately counted the good days for him: "How many days?" Lao Tzu counted every day that it was already ninety-three days. ”

"Your kid is right, uncle will reward you with a sip of wine."

"Roll the calf, didn't you see that Lao Tzu has already drunk it? Give me wine. The officer who answered, the prisoner of war took a full sip of the bottle and handed it to the next one.

The comradeship of the officers and prisoners of war in the carriage was very unexpected, if this situation was encountered in the Northeast in the past, whoever caught the roast goose first would not let go, only after he was full of food and drink, he would hand it to the next one, and now he took a bite and drank a sip and passed it to the next person, Dai Shucheng thought in his eyes that he still had a strong re-entry party, and a group of soldiers and ruffians were trained like this in less than three months.

Lu Guangbiao not only ate and drank enough in the wrench room, but also washed comfortably under the faucet next to the wrench room, and someone handed him soap.

Before getting on the train, he asked for three beautiful brand cigarettes in the wrench room, and when the train started, he hurriedly climbed onto the train and handed over the three cigarettes in a blaming gaze.

What is a cigarette? It has been more than two days since the fire of the spiritual medicine was stopped, and there were no cigarettes in the training camp, and no more than ten packs of cigarettes were brought on the train. Soon a cloud of fire flickered in the train carriage. Dissatisfaction with Lu Guangbiao has long been thrown out of the clouds.

Dai Shucheng and Lu Guangbiao were not worried about whether the officers and prisoners of war would escape, and the prisoners of war who had nothing to do in the carriage began to comment on the merits of the Fujin Party under the instigation of people with intentions, and on the contrary, Dai Shucheng and Lu Guangbiao and the other seven people did not say a word.

Someone took out the course manual issued by the Fujin Party from his pocket and read aloud the contents of Hu Wenkai's several speeches, winning applause from the crowd. This incident violated Dai Shucheng's taboo, and if he returned to the Northeast like this, there was a chance that these officers and prisoners of war would be arrested and shot by Zhang Zuolin.

He pulled out a pistol from his waist and said loudly: "I solemnly declare that whoever still has this kind of manual in his pocket will hand it over and destroy it immediately, don't blame me for not warning you brothers, you have these manuals on your body and go to the Northeast, do you think Zhang Dashuai will let you go?" ”

"I don't ask if you really want to go back to the Northeast, but you are brought back by me, and I must ensure the safety of your lives."

Among them, more than 30 prisoners of war who were mobilized by the Fujin Party to escape from prison immediately understood the seriousness of this matter, this is not a joke, Zhang Zuolin hated Hu Wenkai to the core, and he was not looking for death with Hu Wenkai's quotations in his pocket. The one-sided echo of Dai Shucheng's statement that such books must be destroyed when the car reaches the end, and it is recommended to search and destroy them.

Lu Guangbiao was quietly observing the reactions of these officers and prisoners of war, and he was thinking that Sun Xiaolan not only arranged for them to have a team of seven people, but also estimated that there were at least three teams of dark chess.

More than 200 books were found in the pockets of various officers and prisoners of war at night, and Dai Shucheng tore open the books one by one and threw them into the basin and burned them. If he doesn't do such evil things, who can expect to do it, he has been classified as a diehard member of Zhang Zuolin in the hearts of all prisoners of war.

The freight train finally arrived at the Harbin Railway Station after six days and seven nights, and Dai Shucheng jumped out of the carriage with a pistol in his hand and said: "Lao Tzu is back, damn, Lao Tzu is back to serve Zhang Dashuai after nine deaths." ”