Siheyuan, don't yell at me

He Daqing carried Paul on his back and walked towards the train station against the wind and snow.

Inside the train station, a few dog barkings made He Daqing frown.

Three or four hundred meters away from the train station, He Daqing had to stop.

I sighed inwardly, that was a close call.

Not surprisingly, the train station was brightly lit.

Soldiers and police were on standby, preparing to search the train that had just arrived at the station.

I wanted to take advantage of darkness to avoid the searching guards.

Check the train cars. There's no chance now.

The two police dogs seemed to have sensed something and barked wildly into the darkness.

The police officers and soldiers who were searching did not pay any attention.

After all, the train had just arrived at the station, so it was understandable that the police dogs behaved a little abnormally.

Or maybe there is some wild beast or something in the darkness.

Anyway, anyway, even if there are some abnormalities, with such heavy snow and wind, no one would be willing to do a thankless task.

He Daqing was wearing long rain boots and walking forward with difficulty on the snow.

Every step he took left a footprint more than five centimeters deep.

I didn’t dare go too close to the train station, so I had to walk around it.

He Daqing planned to go around to the front of the train station and wait there to hijack the train again.

It is not easy to find a train going the same way. You may not be able to find one in two or three days, especially a freight train carrying containers.

He Daqing couldn't even imagine that kind of passenger train.

This old guy Paul is too conspicuous. Just getting on the passenger train is like giving the Russians a first-class merit for free.

As He Daqing walked, he vaguely felt that something was wrong, as if something was following him.

Put on thermal imaging night vision goggles and look back.

Oh my god, there is something following me.

You can tell from its streamlined body shape that it is a carnivore.

It is not too big, about the same size as a domestic dog, and looks like a cat.

He Daqing took off the thermal imaging night vision goggles and observed carefully.

It turned out to be a snow leopard, lying on the snow and observing itself.

The white fur almost blends into the color of the snow.

He Daqing, like the Snow Leopard, gave a thumbs-down gesture and took out an AK47 to show off.

"You little cat, you have no vision at all. Do you know what seven six two means?"

The snow leopard was obviously familiar with the AK47. With a whoosh, it ran away and disappeared.

He Daqing didn't take this thing seriously at all.

Even if they are afraid that the sound of gunfire will expose themselves, they do not use guns.

Carrying Paul on his back, He Daqing was confident that he could beat the little guy away with one punch.

He Daqing would only feel a little pressure if it was a Siberian tiger or a brown bear.

But the pressure won’t be too great, because I, He Daqing, have Paul on my back.

If a Paul is thrown over, there will be at least 80 to 90 kilograms of meat, which should be enough for the tiger to have a full meal.

After more than an hour, He Daqing finally arrived in front of the train station.

Use space to suck up the soil and create a hole in the ground.

He Daqing carried Paul on his back and went in.

I was moving around and didn't feel cold at all.

Paul behind him, although drunk, was shivering from the cold.

There were several quilts on the floor, and Paul's coat was taken off and thrown in.

I also got a few glass bottles filled with hot water and put them under the quilt.

A whistle sounded, waking up the dozing He Daqing. It was the whistle before the train started.

He Daqing looked at his watch. It was already one o'clock in the morning.

He quickly put a new set of duck clothes on old man Paul and tied him on his back.

Use space to suck up soil and fill the dugout, all in one smooth move.

The sound of "Hum, hum, hum~" has reached my ears.

The steam locomotive, emitting a lot of thick smoke, appeared in He Daqing's sight.

He Daqing looked carefully at the freight car in front of him and his face lit up with joy.

Some freight cars are not locked, but simply have the latch closed.

He Daqing jogged all the way, following the rhythm of the train, his legs moving quickly.

With a leap, he jumped onto the train connection.

He Daqing opened the back door of the carriage, got in immediately, and closed the door with his backhand.

Although the carriage was pitch black, He Daqing, who had night vision, could still see everything clearly.

The carriage was empty except for two large wooden boxes filled with letters.

He Daqing picked up a few letters and looked at them.

Hmm? Destination Akmola? Almaty?

Akmola? What does White Tomb mean?

Isn’t this Astana, the capital of Kazakhstan?

He Daqing also knows a little about Almaty, the largest city in Kazakhstan, the economic and cultural center, and now the capital.

The capital was later moved just to resist the cultural invasion of Russia.

After the collapse of the Soviet Union, Kazakhs have been working hard to revive Kazakh culture.

Haha, I didn’t expect that God is on my side, He Daqing.

I randomly found a train and it turned out to be heading to Almaty.

Isn't this much better than driving to Siberia?

You know, Almaty is only 300 kilometers away from Xingjiang Province in China.

If I really get to Almaty, I, He Daqing, can ride a bicycle back to China.

In Moscow, He Daqing bought all the maps of the entire Soviet Union at the library, and now they are just in time for use.

He Daqing opened the map and studied it carefully.

There are nearly 2,000 kilometers left to travel, which will take about a day and a night.

You should stop in Akmola to refill water and coal, and then the next stop is Almaty.

After all, there were only a few railway lines at that time, so nothing should go wrong.

As for the remaining letters, they were sent to Bishkek or Kyrgyzstan or something.

He Daqing was too lazy to care about it. That was not something He Daqing cared about.

He Daqing took out a pile of food from the space and started eating it in big mouthfuls.

When you are in a good mood, food tastes much better.

Holding a bottle of liquor in his hand, He Daqing swallowed and put it away.

Forget it, forget it, this wine cannot be drunk.

We are on the verge of success. We have put in so much effort and can’t let it be ruined by a bottle of cat urine.

He took out two pairs of handcuffs and handcuffed Paul tightly as usual.

After thinking for a while, he took out a pair of handcuffs and handcuffed Paul to the iron ring of the big wooden box, providing triple protection.

When He Daqing woke up, it was already daybreak.

I was woken up by Paul's mumbling and shouting.

No wonder Paul was angry. Who wouldn’t feel resentful if they were handcuffed with three pairs of handcuffs?

Earlier we also said that we would work together towards a free world, and from now on we would be as close as brothers and spend our money together.

The results of it?

Three large silver bracelets, quietly and personally put on your brother?