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Chapter 145

In the dry riverbed, a dead cow lay diagonally, with countless large-headed flies falling on its body, buzzing and flying, and refusing to disperse around the corpse. The full-text and ad-free novels are all biquge.info on Aishang Novel Network

Shahuk. Crane licked his chapped lips and tasted a faint salty taste, blood oozing from ruptured capillaries. He turned his head to look at his sister, Shari. The girl clutched the submachine gun in her hand as tightly as he did, staring at the railroad tracks in the distance.

What a brave girl, Shah Rukh admired, and turned her gaze a little further away, where her comrades were also lurking.

They belonged to the Indian Maoist guerrillas in a military operation that targeted a bus train from Kolkata to Bangalore.

According to the informant's report, in addition to the two first-class carriages, there were also two truckloads of food and medicine on the car, which was very critical for them who lacked clothes and medicine.

Although India has been independent for decades, the countryside is still the same as it was thousands of years ago, with landlords and land kings of all sizes lying on the peasants like bloodsucking worms and sucking blood. The classification of the four castes makes life more miserable for the lower castes, and the religious conflict between Hindus and Muslims is a wound for the poor.

Shah Rukh hated this qiē, he was born in a high family but his family was poor, and he barely finished middle school and went to the big city to earn a living. There, he met all kinds of evils, greedy officials, evil underworld elements, factory owners who did nothing to blame, and so on.

Unlike the vast majority of Indians who are accustomed to this qiē, Shah Rukh is a rare inability to identify with such a state of society, and in the eyes of most people, the young man named Shah Rukh seems to have a problem with his brain, and he does not agree with the caste system and has a bitter hatred for officials.

Shah Rukh soon became famous among the slums of the big cities and was known for being aggressive. After a grudge, Shah Rukh is thrown into prison by the police, where he meets a mentor in his life.

The old man, a prominent member of India's "Maoists," was sentenced to 30 years in prison by the government for "inciting a national rebellion" for organizing peasant protests.

It may be that the two of them are in the same cell, which makes Shah Rukh accept the old man's political thoughts, and the "Mao" idea of fighting the world for the poor is very much to his appetite. With this old man as an introducer, he became a member of the "Maoist" faction, and because of his intelligence and because of his military talent, he soon became the commander of one of the guerrillas after Shah Rukh's release from prison.

Guided by the right ideas, the hateful former Brahmins were able to win a series of victories in the more than a year they commanded the force. Although these victories were not large, each time it was a police station or a few tax collectors, it was also a significant accumulation.

This year, there was a severe drought in central India, and countless peasants went bankrupt and became poor in the big cities, so the "Maoist" armed forces became even stronger. In order to raise food and medicine, and more importantly, a group of state legislators and large sums of money on the train, Shah Rukh decided to go on a big hit and take his biggest venture, hijacking the train

The inside information was that he could arrive at the place where he was going to ambush at 3 p.m., for which the guerrillas were preparing in advance to prepare for a big attack. But it was half-past four, and the damn train was still nowhere to be seen.

Shah Rukh couldn't bear it anymore, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and dialed a phone number. One of the benefits of this ambush site is that there is a mobile phone communication base station nearby, which is easy to connect.

"Hello? I said, are you remembering the wrong time? It's been almost an hour and a half, so why don't you come yet? Shah Rukh was so annoyed that they were lying in the ditch and were getting sunburned, even if they were native Indians.

"Don't mention it, they just had an accident on the road, and more than forty people fell off the train." There was also a very helpless look, "However, it is back to normal now." It will be there in half an hour. ”

Shah Rukh was relieved to hear this, and he could arrive at five o'clock, "What accident?" Will it attract the police? ”

"What accident? Got it figured? "The party snuffs out the smoke for the people.

"That's the boss, just now there was a big tree on the side of the road that forked and broke and lay in the air, just sweeping the person sitting on the roof of the car out of the car. The driver is dealing with this. The sales manager investigated the situation and hurried back to report, "It's okay now, the train will leave immediately." ”

Dang Weimin cut open a pineapple, forked a piece with a knife and handed it to the volunteer manager Quincy, "Let's eat a piece, it seems to be hot outside?" ”

"It was incredibly hot, it was said to be over 45 degrees, and I was sweating all over after I went out for a while."

Quincy was not polite, and took the pineapple and began to eat.

"What about the wounded? Need to move back into the car? "Yesterday, after Dang Weimin got on this train, I finally met the legendary car party.

The Indians straddled the windows, connectors, and roofs one after another, and sat on the dense one. From a distance, I thought it was covered with a layer of ants.

What surprised the party and the people the most was that when the train was moving 40-50 kilometers, those Indians were able to sit firmly and in good spirits, and they could hear the happy singing of the three people sitting on the top of the train all the way.

And you can also see the acrobatics in life, the first day, sitting in the window, he was often startled by the upside-down Admiralty, those Ah San's feet were dragged by his companions standing on the roof of the car, and he fell down trying to open the window to get something. Fortunately, his ticket was a first-class train, and the windows were sealed and could not be opened. After discovering that they were seen, the three often showed a bright smile at the passengers.

After a few experiments, the acrobatic masters abandoned the two carriages and stole the non-enclosed carriages instead.

At two o'clock today, the party for the people is gazing at the scenery outside the window, and those dry earth can't help but remind people of the land of northern Shaanxi. When the accident happened, he felt a flower in front of him, and several humanoid objects howled and rolled off the roof of the car, falling heavily into the grass.

"Those who were wounded, the people on the roof of the car made room for them to lie down." Shah Rukh ate a piece of pineapple, and before he could get enough of it, he took another piece of pineapple that the party handed over to the people.

"Won't you be sent to the hospital?" The party could not understand why the wounded were not taken to the hospital, but instead lay on the roof of the car and vomited smoke.

Shah Rukh smiled, looking very happy, "No, those poor people are in good health, and they can't die in half of a sudden." Besides, there is no hospital in this place, so let them make it to Bangalore, which is still a few hours away anyway. ”

The party does not want to ask this question for the people, and since the Indians themselves do not care, they will not care about it.

The conductor of this train did not see it that way, and after reporting to his superiors, the angry scolding of his superiors was heard on the radio.

Because it happened that an Indian MP came to the railway company and happened to hear about the tragedy. So the superiors viciously threatened that if something happened again, the conductor would be sent to Delhi Prison for two years.

Therefore, the conductor drove the car himself and increased the power of the diesel locomotive, in order to get himself to the terminal station as much as possible, avoiding the ubiquitous group of reporters.

So the conductor was very aggrieved, in order to make those wounded more comfortable, he actually let them lie on the car to go over, and he had already driven those passengers sitting on the roof off the train.

Things were different from what the conductor had expected, and there was a new trouble, when he noticed a large tree on the tracks far away. Subconsciously, emergency braking measures were adopted, and as the train vibrated violently, the passengers on the roof of the car rolled and moved again.

As soon as he stopped, the conductor saw a group of militants in tattered clothes rushing towards him, and immediately after, two bullets pierced the windshield, and the fragments broke his forehead.

"Get down, you all come down at once, this train is under our management," shouted a militant leader-like man brandishing an AK47 rifle.

"It's over, it's over, they're either MSL terrorists or Maoists." Looking at the militants who rushed to the first-class carriage, Quincy turned pale and muttered incessantly.

A girl climbed onto the train with a crooked submachine gun, probably seeing that the conductor and the bigwigs' bodyguards were a little nervous, so she pulled the bolt and swept a shuttle of bullets at the roof of the car.

"Ahh

Stern submachine gun? Is this kind of British weapon still in World War II still in use? The party is happy for the people to see the guns of this legendary "old grandfather" generation.

"Hey, you guy? Is it Japanese? Shari noticed that one of the pale-faced people was the only one who was not afraid, but looked at the weapon in her hand with interest.

"Me? No, I'm Chinese. Dang Weimin found that the female bandit was not bad, her eyes were big, although she was darker, she had handsome facial features, and she was a beauty.

Sharui's eyes lit up, and then asked, "Then you must have seen **, right?" ”

"I ......" Dang Weimin was taken aback, first, this beauty knew**, and second, she asked strange questions, and decided to tell the truth, "**Buried in Yanjing, I passed by his memorial hall, but I didn't have a chance to pay respects." ”

"Well, you're very happy. We have always had him as our spiritual leader. "The little girl's eyes are full of stars, as if she has seen a fan of the god of songs.

"Ah, you're a Naxalite (the Indian name for the Maoists)?" An old Indian man with a panicked face couldn't help but shrink back.

The crowd was in an uproar, and they all took two steps back in unison, breaking out the unaware party for the people. The party looked around for the people, including Quincy, who was calm before, also trembled and stepped back.

"Boss, they are Maoist guerrillas, come back quickly." Quincy softly called out to her boss, feeling sad that her boss was sluggish.

"Naxalites? Over there? A police officer who had obviously drunk too much walked out of the private room, and was stunned when he saw the girl with the gun, and then subconsciously pulled out the gun.

......The female bandit fired at the confused policeman, and several bullets hit him in the body, splashing blood all over the ceiling.

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