Like later generations, the train is a small mobile society, and it is also divided into three, six, and nine grades.
The most beautiful ones are the first-class carriages, with gorgeous decorations and soft carpets. Some of the carriages also have dressing rooms and bathrooms. When you close the door, you will find an exquisite hotel suite, where you can truly experience the comfort and beauty of travel.
Passing through the first-class carriage is the dining car. The dining car here only accepts passengers from first-class and second-class carriages. Passengers from second-class carriages and below are not allowed in. Passengers from third-class carriages want to get ripped off here? That won't work.
The dining car is well-decorated and mostly made of solid wood. It is a tasteful restaurant. There is a crystal lamp on the top and beautiful candlesticks on the dining table. It is not meal time yet, so there are not many people in the dining car, but there are a few people sitting and drinking. Passengers were enjoying tea, smoking cigars and tasting wine, but the waiters in the dining car still served everyone diligently.
After exiting the dining car, it was a second-class carriage, with leather back seats, clean small tables, neat and orderly passengers...it was also quite good.
After passing through the closed door of the second-class carriage, you will find the noisy and dirty third-class carriage near the locomotive. There is no train service here. Occasionally, patrol conductors will pass by, either looking arrogant or covering their noses with a handkerchief.
The third-class carriages were crowded with people, and the rows of hard wooden seats were mostly filled with passengers who were in a hurry and had dull expressions. The air was mixed with various smells.
Ma Xiaoguang, who has ridden in later generations of trains, lamented that the first- and second-class carriages were even better than those of later generations of high-speed trains, but the third-class carriages were not as good as green trains. Later generations complained about "melon seeds, beverages, mineral water, Cigarettes, beer and instant noodles are not available here. Some are either set meals that no one eats, or old noodle cakes that you bring with you. Of course, when the train stops at the station, there are many delicacies in various places, such as Texas.
Ma Xiaoguang wore a conductor's uniform and trudged out of several third-class carriages. He was so tired that he broke into a sweat.
After taking off his uniform in the conductor's room and taking a breath, Ma Xiaoguang lit a cigarette and recalled what he had seen along the way. So far, no problems had been found.
It is not easy to pass between the third-class carriage and the second- and first-class carriages. Ordinary passengers cannot get to the first-class carriage. Moreover, the first-class compartment can be locked from the inside and is protected by guards. On the surface, safety is guaranteed.
The situation of the crew on the train had been checked before and no problems were found.
The general's journey must be safe and sound, Ma Xiaoguang thought, this journey will not be very long, it will only take a day and a night to get to Quancheng.
After taking a short breath, Ma Xiaoguang packed up his uniform and walked through the crowded third-class carriage back to the dining car between the second-class and first-class carriages.
Entering the kitchen, a fat man wearing a chef's uniform was bragging and chatting with several chefs. I didn't know what they were talking about, but the atmosphere was good, and laughter could be heard from time to time.
"Master Yang, what's for lunch?" Ma Xiaoguang shouted to the fat man.
"Beef stew with cabbage..." the fat man replied.
"Stew again?"
"What do you mean again? It would be nice to have stew. This is a train, or it's Western food..." the fat man shouted.
"Ma Dan, this damn fat guy is starting to act like a ghost again," Ma Xiaoguang cursed in his heart.
In fact, Chief Ma has wronged the fat man. In this era, trains have become too integrated with international standards. Originally, there was no Chinese food, but after eating too much Western food, everyone, including the distinguished guests in the first-class carriage, got a little angry. Only in recent years have they started to have it. We had lunch, but due to limited conditions and difficulty in storing food, we could only have one or two dishes, which was better than nothing.
Ma Xiaoguang did not have anything to do when he went to the dining car kitchen. It was also a big hidden danger point. It was not ruled out that the Japanese spies were playing tricks on the food, so he arranged for the fat man to stay there. Fortunately, although the fat man was arrogant, he did his job well. Impeccable.
To ensure safety, the general's meals were prepared by the Western chef in the kitchen. After Fatty checked them one by one, someone sent them to the box. The safety of the meals was ensured, and Ma Xiaoguang felt much more at ease.
Then, as if through a sieve, the crew including the driver, stoker, passengers on the car who could enter the dining car area, and the first-class compartment were all checked again, and still no abnormalities were found.
When I was bored, I picked up a newspaper on the table. I hadn't read it for a minute, but as if I suddenly remembered something, I dropped the newspaper and walked quickly to the postal luggage compartment.
The role of the postal luggage car is self-evident. When I walked into the luggage car, I saw Lao Li inside, also dressed as a train conductor. He had just checked the luggage and packages and said to Ma Xiaoguang: "Boss, I didn't notice it. It's all normal. "
After hearing Lao Li's words, Ma Xiaoguang felt a little relieved and sat down in the luggage cart to take a rest with Lao Li.
The train was moving at a leisurely pace.
More than two hours later, the car stopped at a small station, waiting to let the car go and fill up with water.
Not long after, an express train roared from the south. Nothing was surprising. When the train missed, Ma Xiaoguang subconsciously looked up at the train in the distance, and a short train carriage caught his eye.
"What is that?" Ma Xiaoguang asked involuntarily.
Ma Xiaoguang, who comes from a later generation where travel by plane, high-speed rail, and self-driving is the only way to travel. He has not seen an old-fashioned train in many years, so he asked the question.
"Isn't that the rear caboose? It's the one in charge of the brakes. What's the problem?" Lao Li asked.
Hearing Lao Li's words, Ma Xiaoguang felt a roar of thunder explode in his heart.
In the era of the Republic of China, due to technical limitations, trains all had cabooses. Because the train is connected to each other by carriages, there are thick air ducts connecting the carriages. The air duct is filled with high-pressure gas, which is used to slow down and brake the train.
When the train is marshalling the carriages, the staff at the stop station will wait at the tail of the train. When the train is marshalled, they will check whether the air duct maintains normal pressure. This work is called "testing the wind". If there is a problem with the pressure inside the air duct, the train cannot be effectively decelerated and braked. In that case, the safety of the train operation will be greatly threatened and it is likely to overturn.
"Wind testing" is usually carried out at the rear of the car, and there is a very important person on the caboose at the rear of the car - the operating commander. The operating commander is generally not noticed and is easily ignored, but this position is extremely important. , because the operating conductor is responsible for the technology and safety of the entire train.
Due to the special nature of Jinpu Road and the fact that their sphere of influence has not yet penetrated the Jinpu Line, the Japanese did not dare to blatantly create another "Huanggutun Incident". However, Ma Xiaoguang had already witnessed the madness of the Japanese ronin once, and they were completely It is possible to use the brakes to make a fuss. Trains are not like cars. They are fast and have great inertia. If there is really a problem with the brakes, my God! Not only is General Chiang in danger, many innocent passengers will also be in danger.
Although most of the road along Jinpu Road is plain, there is a long slope after entering Qilu Province. If an accident really happened, based on the technical level of this era, it would most likely be considered a traffic accident, and there would not be much direct evidence. of.
He didn't dare to imagine the horrific scene after the entire train roared off the tracks, overturned and exploded. Ma Xiaoguang, who was breaking out in a cold sweat, pulled Lao Li and rushed towards the caboose at the end.
On the caboose, a conductor was seen fiddling with the brake "wind brake" valve.
Without shouting "Stop!" Ma Xiaoguang turned his palm into a knife and slashed at the back of the man's neck without saying a word.
When his palm was about to reach the back of his neck, the man's stature shrank, making Ma Xiaoguang's blow miss.
However, Ma Xiaoguang didn't wait for the moves in his hands to mature, and directly kicked the opponent's back with his legs, which was now the head. At this time, the opponent turned around like a ghost and made a cross with his hands, just in time to block Ma Xiaoguang's blow.
The moves in Ma Xiaoguang's hands used up to five points of force, but at this time, the force on his legs was at least nine points. The situation was urgent and there was no need to delay. He had to kill him with one blow.
Ma Xiaoguang's kick seemed to have hit the ground. There was no sense of solidity at all, but it felt empty and had nowhere to put any force.
"Old Li, please notify us immediately. The train will be inspected on the spot at the station to eliminate hidden dangers before departure. Leave this person to me..." While Ma Xiaoguang shouted to Old Li, he immediately stood up and blocked his opponent's way.
Unexpectedly, his opponent's martial arts skills were still so high. Ma Xiaoguang cheered up and regained his posture. At that moment, he stabilized his lower body, turned his palms into fists, turned his arms like windmills, and struck out with his fists like raindrops - this is what the previous fighting instructor said The close-range fighting technique derived from Wing Chun has limited space in the caboose, so a big fight would be counterproductive.
I saw Ma Xiaoguang's fists hitting his opponent like raindrops. For a moment, his eyes were full of shadows of fists. The opponent never thought that Ma Xiaoguang was also a powerful character, so he had to block it with his fists. In a flash of lightning, crackling, both sides used their fists to hit hard. It took about ten punches.
The opponent's martial arts seemed to be different from the Chinese martial arts. His boxing skills were tricky and his movements were extremely fast. After blocking Ma Xiaoguang's punches, he pulled out a slightly curved short sword from his waist with his backhand - the rib gap of a Japanese samurai!
Seeing the opponent's disadvantage, Ma Xiaoguang's mind brightened, and he became even more determined that he must deal with this killer today.
The essence of Wing Chun is not to "chasing hands", but to "synchronize defense and attack". Ma Xiaoguang stopped his fists, leaving only a frontal gap. The opponent held his ribs with both hands and used an unreasonable posture to strike from above. Then, with the weight of Mount Tai, it struck down heavily with overwhelming momentum.
When Daofeng saw Ma Xiaoguang's face, he felt waves of chill and sharp wind on his face.
But at this moment, he didn't care about the gap in the front. There were several muffled "bang bang bang bang" sounds. Ma Xiaoguang's arms were like two strange snakes. From the sword light, he punched hard and punched to the flesh. All hit the opponent.
The opponent did not expect that Ma Xiaoguang would use such a desperate attack. The ribs were just a hair away from hitting the door in front of Ma Xiaoguang, but he could no longer move forward. Instead, the opponent hit the caboose board with a "bang-dong" sound. superior.
"Pfft" a stream of blood spurted out from the opponent's mouth.
After seeing a successful blow, Ma Xiaoguang will naturally not be polite to his opponent. At this time, he will suffer a big loss if he talks about martial ethics. Killing him while he is sick is the right way.
Another burst of fists like a rainstorm hit the opponent. The opponent was already injured and his left and right were weak, barely able to block Ma Xiaoguang's punch.
Seeing that he had the upper hand, Ma Xiaoguang was unyielding and changed his fists into claws and replaced his grasping hands, preparing to grab his opponent's arm.
However, the opponent is not a chicken or a dog. He suffered a big loss just now because of Ma Xiaoguang's desperate fight.
I saw him, his arms were as slippery as a loach, and he was about to grab it, but he couldn't hold it back. For a while, the two sides fought back and forth several times.
Ma Xiaoguang knew that he had a heavy responsibility and did not have much time to fight with this opponent. Then he roared loudly, like a lion, like a leopard... His fists were like a pair of meteors, carrying strong wind, hitting the opponent.
Ma Xiaoguang used 100% of his strength in this blow, and the punch was so fast that the opponent could not avoid it. He only heard a "bang" followed by a "click", and his right fist hit the opponent's ribs hard.
The opponent was beaten so hard that he flew out, broke the window of the caboose, and fell on the gravel-filled ballast. Another mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the other party rolled on the spot, took out something from his arms, and threw it heavily to the ground.
Ma Xiaoguang felt a burst of smoke rising in front of his eyes, and he couldn't see anything for a moment.
