Siheyuan: Starting from a Truck Driver

In the cab,

"Zhong Hua, pay attention to the air pressure.

receive."

Zhang Daxing's eyes were fixed on the dashboard, and he issued instructions from time to time to keep the train running steadily.

In comparison, the demands on the K3 train are much higher. If there is a slight lack of power, the train may slide out of control, which would be an international laughing stock.

Suddenly, a casual voice sounded from behind:

"Master Zhang, long time no see."

Zhang Daxing's hand on the brake handle stopped instantly, all the pores on his body contracted, and his heartbeat instantly rose to his throat.

There were only three of them in the carriage, what was going on with the strange noise?

Will ghosts and gods appear?

And the voice was very similar to that of a Japanese translator on the battlefield, who had fled from the country.

He followed the invaders and helped them commit atrocities. When his life was in danger, he still pleaded that he was also a Chinese.

The Chinese people cannot tolerate the war.

Zhang Dashan looked at the wrecked train and the injured co-pilot and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The translator screamed before his death: "Even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go!"

In those days, having just been freed from bondage, many people still believed in the existence of the supernatural, and Zhang Daxingche was no exception.

At this moment, his limbs were trembling, as if the shackles bound him tightly and he couldn't breathe freely.

As the train was shaking, he quietly pulled it out from under the seat.

Even if it was against an unknown ghost, Jin would fight to the end.

Compared to the co-pilot and the boilerman, he was content that he survived, after all, he lived another year longer.

Clang—— Holding the phone in his hand, Zhang Dache stood up, turned around suddenly, and pulled the trigger.

At the same time, Li Aiguo struggled to get into the driver's cab.

In carriage 127, Master Zhang looked up and saw the dark muzzle of the gun, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Master Zhang, is this how you warmly welcome your colleagues?" he questioned.

They were colleagues in the maintenance section, and it didn't seem excessive to call each other colleagues.

Realizing it was Li Aiguo, Zhang Dache quickly lowered his gun. He looked back at the passing scenery outside the window and said in surprise: "Li Aiguo? Why are you here? I remember you were supposed to be driving in the capital."

"No... You shouldn't be on this K3 train, right?" he asked again, his doubts deepening.

At this moment, Zhang Dache felt that his heart was filled with many questions. He didn't know how to start, so he could only stammer. The assistant driver and the boilerman also put down their weapons and remained alert, with doubts in their eyes. To them, Zhang Dache's state was not strange. After all, facing a sudden stranger breaking into the cab, anyone would have such a reaction.

At this time, Li Aiguo smiled slightly and said, "I said I came to see you specially, but I guess you wouldn't believe it." Then he made a hidden gesture to Zhang Dache, because the co-driver and the fireman sitting on his right did not notice it.

This was a plan he and 'Old Cat' had long ago. Even if they needed to ask for help from the crew, they would try to minimize the number of people who knew about it to keep it secret. Realizing this, Zhang Dache gradually regained his composure. He knew that Li Aiguo was not a person who acted casually, and his appearance must be a big event.

Zhang Dache said to the co-driver Zhong Hua, "Huazi, I have a conversation with Comrade Aiguo. Please pay attention to the environment." After getting tacit consent, the two of them tacitly pretended not to see Li Aiguo.

This is because they have received strict confidentiality training over a long period of time. They never ask questions that they should not ask, and never talk about things that they should not reveal. This is their deep-rooted behavioral habit.

As the train sped along, the two men appeared on the guardrail outside the cab. If anyone saw this scene, they would be shocked. Their position could lead to an accidental fall at any time, with disastrous consequences. However, they were surprisingly calm, as if they were walking lightly on flat ground.

As the cold wind blew, Li Aiguo took out a cigarette and handed it to Zhang Dache. He lit it himself and enjoyed the moment. After a moment, his serious expression faded and he said, "Comrade Zhang Shan, we have a difficult and glorious mission now. I hope you can use your life to ensure its successful completion."

Zhang Shan, who was originally planning to ask a question, was startled when he heard this.

He immediately flicked his finger and threw away the cigarette butt, then stood firmly with a serious expression. He said, "Please rest assured, I will complete the task, even if it means putting myself in danger!"

In fact, Zhang Shan was full of confusion.

If someone else had given him such an order under normal circumstances, he would have shot him dead long ago. But he was sure that Li Aiguo was a member of the engineering section and his companion.

This is enough.

Moreover, he learned at the discussion meeting that Li Aiguo had participated in special missions.

Li Aiguo's appearance was by no means accidental; there must have been an emergency.

Thinking of this, Zhang Shan felt that the blood that had been stagnant for many years began to surge again.

"Comrade Li Aiguo, just give the order!"

"Be patient, don't act rashly on this mission."

Inside the train, Li Aiguo briefly described the situation in the black locomotive carriage, and naturally did not mention the identities of Liu Chunjing and Pang Pingfu.

Zhang Shan was silent for a while after hearing this, knowing the difficulty of the situation. This was not a battlefield, and there were many things to consider.

"Aiguo, you must have a plan if you came to me. I'd like to listen to your suggestions."

"I have discussed this with my superiors and hope to use your help..."

Then, Li Aiguo explained the investigation team's plan, and Zhang Shan nodded in agreement.

"Although there are risks, this method is not completely unfeasible. I have a close relationship with Team Leader Li from the Passenger Police Team, and I can get him to support me."

"The train is approaching the next stop and we must act immediately."

"it is good!"

Back in the cab, Zhang Shan asked co-pilot Zhong Hua to take over the management temporarily, and then followed Li Aiguo to "sneak into" the carriage.

......

In the connecting area of ​​the No. 3 luxury soft sleeper car, Lao Mao and his companions seemed anxious. In just a few minutes, the train police had noticed their behavior, and the gloomy team leader had asked them twice.

If you keep delaying, you might be caught before you even take any action.

"I don't know how Li Aiguo is doing and why he hasn't returned yet!" Lao Hei was anxious.

Yan Zi glared at Lao Hei and said, "Do you want to easily push down the front of the train? Do you think that's easy?"

"I just said it casually..." Lao Hei shrank his neck. Since Li Aiguo joined, he felt that his status in the group had obviously declined.

"Zizi~"

The radio in the car suddenly sounded, causing everyone to calm down and concentrate, and their vigilance instantly increased.

Title: Secret Operation

The train sped along the rails towards the border.

And in the luxurious soft compartment No. 3.

"Mr. Belinsky, Moscow is the most glorious and beautiful city I have ever seen." Pang Pingfu sat elegantly aside and complimented him in awkward Russian.

"What I remember most is the gur, a unique fermented bread drink that can only be tasted in Moscow."

"After returning home, it was hard to even taste bread, let alone the legendary Ge."

Belinsky smiled proudly at the compliment and stroked his beard: "Pang, dear comrade, you don't seem to know much about the situation in China. How come you forgot the existence of Red Square when you mentioned Moscow?"

His eyes were serious and sharp, like a question.

Pang Pingfu was frightened and replied with a pale face: "I, I..."

"Hey, why are you so angry, Mr. Belinsky?" Liu Chunjing turned her head from the car window and gave Belinsky a charming smile. She bit her lip and continued, "You may not know that my brother respects your country and your history very much. On weekdays, he always praises your deeds there."

"I think you misunderstood your brother."

Due to communication problems, although Belinsky only understood part of Chinese, he only understood the word "respect", but this was enough.

Furthermore, Liu Chunjing dressed up carefully this morning, with black leather boots shining on her feet and white gloves with hollow embroidery in her hands. She looked charming, her words and deeds were quite provocative, and she had a cigarette in her mouth, which was quite like the style of a socialite in the old times.

Compared with the modern and vibrant capital, he has a deep preference for the colorful Magic City of the past. "Hahaha, charming lady, it was just a little joke just now. Orientals are really not good at understanding our Russian humor." Seeing Pang Pingfu being frightened for a moment, Belinsky felt a little complacent in his heart.

He was immersed in the sense of superiority that came from his power.

However, the beauty in front of me seems to be quite aware of the current situation.

Maybe after arriving in Moscow, he would invite her to his home.

Feeling Belinsky's burning gaze, Liu Chunjing raised his head confidently and gave Pang Pingfu a look. In a hurry, Pang Pingfu stood up, poured wine for them, and picked up the wine glass, "Mr. Belinsky, we came to Moscow but have no place to stay. Can you allow us to stay at your house temporarily? It won't be too long, don't worry, we will definitely pay for the accommodation."

For Pang Pingfu, meeting Belinsky was an unexpected gain. Originally, they planned to leave after infiltrating the enemy camp with the help of Chavakov Valeria. However, they did not expect that this person happened to be Chavakov's friend, and because of his special identity, he had a considerable status there.

If they could get his assistance, the risks they faced would be greatly reduced, and they could return to their homeland as soon as possible with the formula and information from the exploration team. This would be enough to exchange for thirty kilograms of gold, or even honor, and they would enjoy a leisurely and comfortable life in the future.

Of course, Pang Pingfu was well aware that Zhang Lie’s death would always lead to the intervention of special departments, and they would not tolerate provocation.

Hearing Pang Pingfu's request, Belinsky hesitated slightly, as if he was considering it.

He had just met both of them for the first time and was not familiar with their backgrounds.

When Belinsky's eyes fell on Liu Chunjing's delicate face with fair skin, a strange ripple arose in his heart.

Compared with ordinary women, Liu Chunjing's skin is smoother, and there is no weird smell on her body. She is full of unique oriental charm.

How could a beautiful girl have any bad intentions?

"It's easy. After arriving in Moscow, we will take you to the Social Insurance Bureau to handle the formalities. Then, you can stay as long as you want. It's no problem if you want to live in my house!"