Night has fallen.

The moon hung in the air, casting its rays onto the earth.

The surface of the river shimmered, and the water was not turbulent, but flowed slowly.

The pigtailed man and the fat man managed to stay up until midnight.

At this time, the light of the campfire in their camp had dimmed a lot.

Behind the wooden wall on the other side of the bridge, there was a glow.

On the riverside.

The people of the association couldn't see what was glowing.

"Do you want to go up? What if the other side is really guarded? A notoriously cautious cowboy boss wanted to back down, "This doesn't look like a defenseless guy on the other side!" ”

The pigtailed man squatted on the riverbank, glanced at the heavily armed cowboys around him, and then at the fat man.

He's a little weak-hearted.

"What are you waiting for? Where's your impassioned, passionate, and enthusiastic appearance in front of the president just now? Why is it cowardly now? ”

The fat man glanced up and down at the pigtailed man by the moonlight, with a look of disdain.

"Fart! Who said I was cowardly? The pigtailed man pointed to the big bag on the fat man's shoulder, "Can you do this?" ”

The fat man patted the bag with the pliers, full of confidence: "As long as this river doesn't sink me, it's fine." ”

With that, he took the lead down the river bank and walked into the water.

In order to show that he is not the cowardice of the fat man, the pigtailed man followed.

"Bags are all high! Don't get the torches in your bag wet. He turned his head and whispered to the cowboys who were crossing the river together.

The men went into the water against the piers.

Located in the shadow of the bridge, it is the shallowest and least noticeable.

The river was just over my chest.

One by one, the group waded across the river towards the river.

As he walked, the pigtailed man cautiously observed the movements around him and on the other side of the river.

He walked in horror all the way.

In case it was discovered, the Chinese soldiers on the other side dragged out the iron lump that had been on the train that day and swept it in their direction.

I'm afraid that none of my people will be able to go back alive.

However, nothing happened.

Except for the strange sounds faintly coming from the wooden wall, the night by the river was unusually quiet.

There wasn't even a single patrolling person on the opposite bank.

The "arson squad" reached the opposite side very smoothly.

"We succeeded! Tom! The wet fat man said happily to the pigtailed man in his voice.

"Quick! Go, I can't wait to see their camp burn! Another cowboy said.

A group of people came under the barbed wire.

Suddenly, the pigtailed man felt something unusual.

A wave of discomfort arose.

"Fatty, why do my hairs stand on end? Itchy skin? He touched the back of his neck and said.

"Next time, don't make excuses for your timidity, okay?" The fat man glanced at him as he pulled pliers from his bag.

"Eh, look, what's written on this sign?"

Just as the pigtailed man and the fat man were arguing, a cowboy asked, pointing to a wooden sign nailed to a pillar.

Both the pigtailed man and the fat man raised their heads.

By the light of the moon, they could barely read the words on the sign.

The people on the other side of the river are very caring, written in Chinese and English, they don't know the Chinese characters, but they recognize the English alphabet.

"Danger! Please-don't-touch-touch? ”

The fat man read it out.

It's a red flag!

The fat man was dismissive of this:

"What? You say if you don't touch it, you won't touch it? I'm going to touch it! Isn't it just a barb? I'll see if your wire is hard or my pliers are good. ”

He took out his pliers, turned his head and said to the pigtailed man and the other cowboys:

"Look, I'll show you how I broke down those damn barbed wire pens!"

The fat man's head leaned over, holding the big iron tongs in both hands, and the jaws leaned towards the wire.

However, the moment the jaws touched the wire.

There was a loud bang, and a flash of fire appeared.

The iron tongs in the fat man's hand came off, fell to the ground, and slid down the riverbank.

And he himself seemed to have been shot in the head, and his body instantly lost its reaction and fell forward.

His clothes were hooked up with barbs upward, and the man was hanging from the barbed wire.

So, there was another firelight, and there was a "snap".

A burnt smell came over.

The pigtailed man and the cowboys froze in place, completely unaware of what was going on.

Someone subconsciously ran over and dragged the fat man hanging on the barbed wire.

As a result, he ended up like a fat man, and fell to the ground unconscious in an instant.

At this moment, the light on the other side of the wooden wall suddenly disappeared.

A sound of footsteps and talking came from the other side of the wooden wall:

"Why aren't the lights on? Is the electricity cut off? Otherwise, where is the line wrong? ”

"I don't know, the engineer isn't here, or we'll find out what went wrong ourselves!"

Hearing this, the pigtailed man, who was already six gods and no owner, and the remaining cowboys were frightened.

They didn't care what was going on, so they left the bodies of the fat man and another cowboy behind, turned around and ran wildly into the river.

"It seems that there is movement on the riverbank, Li Sifu! You take the team to take a look outside the wall! Another voice came.

The cowboys are running faster.

They made a huge splash in the river, and in the darkness they thought there was a large group of animals crossing the river.

When a few people waded in the river, they mixed garlic under their feet, and it was dark, and they fell down and drowned in the water and cried for their father and mother.

A small door opened in the wooden façade.

A group of Chinese soldiers came out with gas lamps.

At a glance, they saw the fat man hanging from the barbed wire.

An unusually unpleasant smell of burnt paste came to my face.

"Uh, what a disgusting smell!"

Li Sifu pinched his nose, raised the gas lamp in his hand and leaned next to the fat man's corpse.

The poor fat man had been completely electrocuted, and his bare skin was black.

Li Sifu carried the lamp, looked at the fat man's corpse, and then at the wooden sign beside him, shook his head, and sighed:

"Boss Chen was still afraid that you would run into it, so he made a special trip for me to nail a sign up, and I had to write it in English, is it because the light is not good at night? Will you install a light here next time? ”

The next day, at the entrance to the North Shore camp, a wooden cart appeared.

The cart seemed to contain two things, covered with a straw mat.

The craftsmanship of this mat is somewhat unusual, not common on the American continent, and unlike the straw handicrafts of the Indians.

A curious person approached the cart and lifted the mat from the cart.

The onlookers were so frightened by what was in the car that they took two steps back.

What is this, like, yes, people?

And in Kutch's tent, the braided man of his soul whispered incoherently to the president about the previous night:

"Thunder! Thunder! Sparkle! Coax! Syllable! Fat man, he's dead! ”

Kutch had a headache when he heard it.

In addition to the fat man and the other cowboy who went to pull him, two drowned last night, and their bodies were found downstream of the river.

He looked at the appearance of the pigtailed man, and if he didn't calm down, he was afraid that he would go completely crazy.

So, Kuchi raised his hand and gave the pigtailed man a slap.

"Smack!"

A slap fell on his face, and the pigtailed man instantly sobered up a lot.

"Calm down! What are you panicking about? Perhaps, we have another way! Kutch said

(End of chapter)