September 5th.
Jinpu Railway is the first-class passenger train in China and the only all-steel train in the entire East.
In Lao Yuan's time, he spent a huge amount of money to buy it from the second-hand businessman Mei Guo.
The facilities are luxurious, the trains have accurate running times, and the trains are divided into international trains.
Therefore, dignitaries and many foreigners will give priority to riding on him. Even Nie Li takes this car when traveling between Beijing and Shanghai.
Comfort, luxury, a whole bunch of pluses.
Such a train cannot be built by Nie Li just by calling his younger brothers. This represents the progress of the entire industrial level.
In the carriage, just in the first class cabin, there were countless prominent people.
Government dignitaries, revolutionary figures, beautiful Chinese, gentlemanly Chinese, romantic Chinese, Mexicans, Romanians, etc., etc.
It's early autumn and the nights are slow.
A crescent moon shines brilliantly in the sky.
Mountains, rivers and rivers are displayed at a glance.
When the train crossed the border of Jiangsu and entered Dongshan, the car was still open.
A group of men and women were raising glasses to the bright moon, or they were in groups of three or four, and several men were walking out with a woman.
At the junction of the four provinces, there is still a loophole in the government's management.
After all, Nie Li couldn't control everything so clearly at once.
Here, at the junction of the four provinces of Jiangsu, Anhui, Henan, and Dongshan, it is a famous place of chaos.
As Nie Li wiped out the existing warlords, some people realized that Nie Li was invincible and chose to surrender and reorganize.
But there must be some who are dissatisfied. The annihilated warlords have lost their territory, and the remaining defeated soldiers have no way to make a living, so they have to live in this chaotic place.
About 4 o'clock in the morning.
When the train whined past Shagou Mountain three miles away from Lincheng Station, the driver of the locomotive suddenly felt a double shadow under the moonlight.
He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, thinking that he had been seeing things for a long time and was hallucinating.
But then, the driver discovered a problem.
The sharp train whistle sounded, and the driver felt chilled, trying to drive away the figure with the sound.
But the crowd was unmoved, and the driver even thought he could hear the people laughing.
Sudden.
The driver braked quickly!
The entire train stopped quickly, and everyone in the carriage, no matter how many people were traveling there, were dumbfounded.
"Mom, what kind of driver? I'm doing some work. I'm scared to death."
There are also foreign women who are angry.
"What kind of place is this? There's just no quality in the countryside. Do all train drivers have this kind of quality?"
There was lust and dissatisfaction in his tone.
Looking at the several strong men with different skin colors around him.
Even wine glasses and bottles were caught off guard by the sudden braking and were scattered all over the place.
The aroma of wine is everywhere.
The conductor and the guards on the car took out their weapons and rushed towards the leading car.
"What's going on? Driver, driver! Do you want to die? Why are you driving!"
A guard armed with a pistol kicked open the cab door.
The driver and his apprentice were looking out the window tremblingly.
Pointing out the window with trembling hands.
"Look, what is that?"
The guard followed the driver's finger and looked out the window.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
I saw that the track in front of the train had been removed by dozens of feet. (It’s more than one foot and three meters, please do the math yourself, handsome guys.)
If the driver hadn't been alert, the locomotive, mail train, and some third-class carriages in front would have been overturned just now.
There were thousands of people in rags, swarming towards the train.
The guard shouted: "There are bandits! Put something on the door immediately! Don't let them in!"
But it seems it's too late.
Thousands of bandits shouted wildly and smashed the door crazily with rifle butts and heavy objects.
The foreigners and dignitaries in the first class cabin were stunned by the unexpected situation.
Then there was a scream.
Some people had no time to put on the clothes they had just taken off, let alone pack their luggage, before they were hijacked by bandits who suddenly attacked.
There were screams everywhere.
A strong man from a gentleman's country used his shoulders to hold on to the door of the sleeper car and refused to let go.
"Hold on, come on and hold on!"
The voice was anxious.
The people in the carriage were busy preparing to help.
But just halfway there, a gunshot was heard.
What followed was a burst of wild laughter.
"Mom, you still want to hold the door? I want to see if it's your body that's stronger or the bullet that's stronger!"
The strong man from the country of gentlemen fell to the ground unwillingly.
The car door became a pool of blood.
The people who were just about to help were all dumbfounded.
No one dares to go near that door anymore.
A man from a beautiful country, and a strong man from a romantic country.
The two looked at each other at the weapons in their hands, and then at the weapons in the bandit's hands.
Silently squatting on the ground holding his head.
Praying to live.
In the hand of the man from the beautiful country is a pistol, and in the hand of the man from the romantic country is a revolver.
Two guns faced no fewer than dozens of rifles.
They surrendered tactfully.
The weapons were surrendered.
The bandit laughed loudly: "You are a wise man, take him away!"
A group of bandits laughed ferociously: "Haha, damn, foreign ladies are pretty fair!"
He grabbed a handful of them, causing the foreign ladies to scream.
"No, no, you can't do this. We are foreign friends."
The bandit didn't care about this and said disdainfully: "What are you talking about?"
Saying that, he came again.
The bandits not only captured everyone in the first class cabin, but they also calmly began to scratch the ground.
Passengers' suitcases, parcels in the mail train, and mattresses, blankets, cameras, razors, toothpaste, and small jewelry in the carriages were all included.
A group of bandits stuffed these items into the two pockets of a women's bar.
Then it was tied around the waist in a lively and elegant manner and used as a pocket.
Every one of them is just like the Chinese New Year.
In the darkest hour before dawn, the valley was filled with the gunshots, sound effects, and screams of the kidnappers.
More than 300 people were kidnapped on the entire train and all their belongings were looted.
However, most of them are foreigners.
The kidnapper seemed to have some moral integrity, and some people in the second- and third-class carriages were let out.
Even though we were walking and letting them run, it was still very precious.
These people ran away crying.
We didn't arrive at Linjiang City Station until six in the morning.
The station master in Linjiang City was stunned.
Report it quickly.
Kidnappings are commonplace, but such targeted kidnappings of foreigners have attracted interest from all walks of life.
Reports were filed at all levels and reached the ears of Nie Li, who had just returned to China and was resting in his apartment.
When Nie Li got this report, his first reaction was to laugh.
Knocked up the report.
"Xiao Yao, call Mr. Duan and ask who did this?"
Xiao Yao looked at his eldest brother in confusion.
"Brother, are you also interested in this little thing?"
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