Even though the rain wasn't heavy, it was still raining.
Qu Sen and Zhou Li took the car sent by Yue Jianjun to Ronghe Train Station in the middle of the morning.
Ronghe Train Station had a special waiting room for soldiers. The two of them waited in the waiting room for a while and got on the train when the other passengers began to check their tickets.
Luo Gong faithfully carried out the orders of the leader and bought soft berth tickets for the two of them. This time, Zhou Li could be considered to have benefited from Qu Sen. Otherwise, if she was alone, the leader of the May First High School would probably ask Luo Gong to specially book a standing ticket for her and let this "traitor" wretched girl stand back to her unit as punishment.
The punishment wasn't too long, only about 40 hours.
That's right, it took nearly two days to get from Ronghe to the city where the May First Station was located. In fact, according to the usual practice of the railway system, it was common for a few hours at night to make up for two days.
This trip wasn't as long as Qu Sen's trip home from school, but it was destined to be a long journey.
Qu Sen's mental state hadn't been good ever since he attended the memorial service, and Zhou Li was still thinking about how to deal with the leader when they returned to the station.
Soon, a slightly older couple got on the soft-berth box. It seemed like the two of them were preparing to visit their relatives. They brought a lot of things on the train. Qu Sen saw that the old couple had a lot of things, so he helped them carry it twice. Zhou Li helped put it all in the luggage space on the upper bunk.
The train slowly started to move. The old couple had a good impression of Qu Sen and Zhou Li, especially since Qu Sen was still wearing his military uniform, so they chatted with the two of them.
Qu Sen and Zhou Li weren't in the mood to chat, so they just casually dealt with them for a while. The old couple could tell that the two young people weren't willing to talk, so they stopped talking.
For the rest of the journey, Qu Sen sat on the lower bunk next to the window and quietly looked out the window. He watched as the weather changed from rainy to cloudy, and then the sun shone through the gaps in the clouds. Zhou Li tucked his legs into the bed and played with his phone for a while. When the battery ran out, he changed the battery, put down the phone, and leaned against Qu Sen to rest.
The old auntie on the opposite bunk was a little carsick. She took a carsick pill and went to sleep on the upper bunk. The old man was holding a transistor and constantly adjusting the channel. Occasionally, the transistor speaker would sound from different places. Most of the time, it was just static. Occasionally, one could hear some voices or music in the background.
The train continued to move forward with stops and stops. It didn't take long for the sun to rise again. When the sun had just risen, the old auntie came down from the top bunk and let out a low cry. Qu Sen, who had been sleeping and waking up, opened his eyes.
Qu Sen looked in the direction of the voice and was startled.
Although the old man sleeping on the lower bunk was snoring softly, his face was covered in blood. A large patch of blood had stained the pillow.
When the old auntie saw Qu Sen scamper down from the upper bunk, she waved her hand and said softly, "It's okay, it's okay. The old man has a small tumor in his nose. He's so stubborn that he doesn't want surgery. He bleeds all the time now. It's okay. "
After comforting Qu Sen, the old auntie took out a small bottle that looked like eye drops from her handbag. She gently shook the old man awake and dripped a few drops into his nostrils. After a while, the old man's nosebleed stopped.
However, after a while, Zhou Li woke up from his sleep on the lower bunk.
After the old auntie paid the cleaning fee of twenty yuan, the train attendant changed the blood-stained pillow.
In the middle of the morning, the train stopped at a big station. It was time for the old couple to get off. After the train stopped, a couple in their thirties quickly got on the train. They affectionately called out to their parents as they helped the old couple carry their things off the train.
At the same time, the old couple's seats were replaced by a young couple with a child. The child cried non-stop as soon as he got on the train. For the rest of the day, the child did not stop. The couple had a small argument because they forgot to bring their things when they went out.
Later, the young mother called the train attendant because there was blood on the pillow on the lower bunk. No matter how the train attendant explained after changing the pillow, the young mother did not let it go. She held the crying child and complained endlessly. She complained and asked for a refund.
The young husband was really annoyed by the noise, and the two of them quarreled again. This argument, accompanied by the child's crying, continued intermittently until the evening.
Just when Qu Sen and Zhou Li could not stand it anymore and were about to ask the train attendant to change the train, the couple finally arrived at the station. They held the crying child and got off the train.
After the two got off the train, Qu Sen immediately found the train attendant and asked to buy the tickets for the other two bunks in the box for the rest of the journey.
The train attendant also knew that Qu Sen and Zhou Li had been quarreled during the day. Without saying anything, he agreed to let Qu Sen buy the tickets.
When the lights in the train were dimmed again, the world was finally quiet. The two casually ate something. Zhou Li looked at Qu Sen's thin cheeks because he did not rest well for the past few days. She felt sorry for him and let him sleep on her lap for a while.
Listening to the rhythmic sound of the train and smelling Zhou Li's unique fragrance, Qu Sen finally fell asleep.
But soon he returned to the Iveco of the armed police. The speeding Toyota SUV was quickly overtaking them. Qu Sen shouted to get down, but the people in the car did not seem to hear him at all.
Until the barrel of the submachine gun in the passenger seat of the Toyota shot out a string of bullets.
This time, Qu Sen saw a bullet break the window of the driver's seat of the Iveco, fly into the driver's seat, and slowly fly to Jiang Chao's chest. He tried to grab it with his hand, but the bullet passed through his fingers and drilled into Jiang Chao's chest little by little.
Warm blood spurted out of Jiang Chao's chest and sprayed onto Qu Sen's face. When Qu Sen pressed his hands on the bullet hole in Jiang Chao's chest, he looked back at He Zhangzhong behind him. As a result, he turned his head and saw a bright red arrow of blood that once again covered his face.
His nose was full of the smell of blood. Qu Sen forced open his eyelashes that were stuck with blood. In his blood red vision, He Zhangzhong fell at his feet.
There was a long open wound on his neck. Streams of blood continuously spurted out along with He Zhangzhong's heartbeat. He Zhangzhong's pair of valiant eyes fixed on Qu Sen. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, outlining a faint smile.
Qu Sen shouted for help, but when he looked around, he found that the soldiers in the car had already rushed out of the car. They fanned out to surround the overturned Toyota. The soldiers' hands were crazily shooting Type 56 rifles.
Not far away from the overturned Toyota, a few people were pushing and squeezing their way out of the car. Countless bullets continuously hit their bodies. Very quickly, the people in the Toyota were covered with bullet holes. Each one of them looked like they had been fished out of a pool of blood.
Qu Sen saw that the bloody people could still move and were still trying to climb out of the car. He couldn't help but be filled with anger. He grabbed the Type 81 Assault Rifle on his back, loaded it, and pulled the trigger in the direction of the Toyota.
Following the shaking of the gun, the bullets that were shot out would occasionally hit the Toyota. Sparks flew and made "peng peng peng" sounds. Occasionally, the bullets would sweep through the bodies of the bloody people. After a "pu pu" sound, more blood spurted out.
Qu Sen saw that they were still moving. He yelled and pulled out grenades from the magazine. After pulling down the ring, he threw them one by one.
After each grenade exploded, the people in the Toyota would be dyed white. Then, the blood that continuously gushed out of their bodies would dye them red. Very quickly, the next grenade would explode again …
"Qu Sen, Qu Sen!" Zhou Li hugged Qu Sen's head with both hands. As she shouted, bean sized tears continuously fell. On Qu Sen's face in her arms, the two people's tears quickly converged and fell.
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