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At this time, someone shouted: "The shells were fired from Japan and fell in the Beidaying area."

"Look, the shells are coming again!"

Li Wenting saw it clearly: the shells were fired from the direction of the South Station, booming several times before landing on the North Camp with streaks of fire. This had become a reality; a historic disaster had struck.

People near the train station were numb. When they saw this situation, the first thing they thought of was to leave the place. It is human instinct to want to escape when you see danger.

The Fengtian Main Station was occupied by the Japanese. They disarmed all Chinese police forces and kidnapped the stationmaster and the chief of police. Business was suspended and no trains could be dispatched. All passengers crowded into Huanggu Station. This incident disrupted the order on the railway. Trains departed very unpunctually, the ticket windows had stopped selling tickets, and the train timetable hanging in the waiting room was no longer of any use.

There were no ticket inspectors at the gates, and passengers could enter and exit the platform freely. One morning, a passenger train departed for Beijing, but because there were too many passengers and no police to maintain order, a child was crushed to death in the carriage before it even departed. Two pregnant women also suffered miscarriages as a result of the crushing.

Even though the carriages were packed, people still desperately tried to get on the train, as if whoever could get on the train could escape from the hell on earth.

The platform was crowded with people, noisy, smoke-filled, and noisy. Women sighed, children cried, families came with them, and some lay on their luggage waiting for the train. When the waiting room was full, people crowded onto the platform outside, onto the overpass, and even on the bricks of the flowerbed.

Li Wenting and his family were waiting on the platform with the crowd. At three o'clock in the afternoon, when they were feeling frustrated, a railway worker holding a flag came over and said loudly:

Bus No. 105 departs from the second platform.

A group of people from the Li family hurried to the second platform, and bus No. 105 was approaching outside the platform.

The two sons of housekeeper Liu were strong and they pushed their way through the crowd to grab some seats. The remaining servants protected the Li family members and helped them get on the train.

As the train shuddered, the whistle blew. The passengers, feeling relieved to have escaped danger, began to discuss the situation. Some talked about not resisting, while others talked about how many institutions the Japanese had occupied in Fengtian and how many people they had killed. Across from Li Wenting was an old country woman, wearing a blue cotton gown, a pair of silver bracelets, and her hair tied up in a tangled bun. She looked very depressed, as if she hadn't combed her hair in days. She turned her eyes to Li Wenting and said,

"Who was the person who helped you into the car just now?"

"He's my nephew who just came from the countryside." Li Wenting nodded slightly and asked the old lady across from him, "What about you?"

"I came to Fengtian from the countryside to visit my son."

The old lady spoke of her son with tears in her eyes and said, "He was working as a craftsman in the arsenal and was going home to get married at the end of the month. In this incident, I don't know whether he was killed by the Japanese or escaped. He has not been found to this day."

The train passed Sanjia Station. Outside the window lay a field: sorghum, red from the sun, soybeans with yellow buds, and buckwheat, with its triangular bells hanging down, swayed gently in the breeze. The farmers began to work their sickles. Li Wenting was lingering over the autumn scenery outside the window when the train passed the station and entered a grassland.

Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound in the sky. Some passenger discovered the enemy and shouted:

"Plane, plane"!

When the passengers in the carriage were getting nervous, a Japanese plane flew in from the direction of South Station, with its head down and wings raised. The red sun logo on its wings was clearly visible. It dived towards the No. 105 passenger train fiercely, and the belly of the plane was almost touching the top of the train.

The passengers who were climbing on the roof of the train were completely panicked. Some of them shouted and some jumped off the train. At this moment, machine guns were fired from the plane, and some more passengers fell off the train. The people in the carriage were crying and screaming.

Li Wenting's eyebrows were twisted into two knots. The six planes flew into the empty space as if they were in an empty space. Li Wenting communicated with the system and deducted points at will. He used anti-aircraft guns to knock these bastards down from the sky.

Just as the passengers in the carriage were in despair, the sound of several artillery shells rang out. Six Japanese planes, belching black smoke, plume towards the meadow. After the loud bangs, a huge fireball rose from the meadow.

The passengers in the carriage clapped, jumped and cried excitedly.

"Heaven has eyes, heaven has eyes, you devil, you deserve this day. Good riddance, good riddance! Why didn't you fall into the river and feed the turtles?"

The passengers in the carriage gradually calmed down from their panic. Li Wenting looked at the old lady across from him and saw that she was injured. Her face was pale and blood was flowing from her legs. The blood soaked her blue cloth shirt. She was probably in pain and was groaning and screaming.

Li Wenting looked at this situation and did not dare to neglect it. This old lady! She will bleed out in a while.

He hurriedly took out silver needles from the space and inserted more than ten needles into the acupuncture points on the old lady's leg. Finally, the wound on the old lady's leg stopped bleeding.

The old lady's leg was still lodged with the Japanese bullet. Li Wenting and Xu Huizhen quickly took out the medicine box, disinfected it with iodine, and used silver needles to numb the old lady's pain nerves. In less than ten minutes, they had the bullet casing removed from the old lady's leg. Xu Huizhen quickly sutured and bandaged the old lady's leg.

When the needle was removed, the old lady's mouth twitched in pain and she thanked Li Wenting and his wife profusely for saving her life.

At this time, the passengers in the carriage had recovered and started to curse the devils:

The Japanese are too barbaric. How could they chase and attack a refugee bus? This is a violation of international law!

Li Wenting felt that the Japanese were capable of doing anything. The entire nation was the same, an extremely perverted and twisted one. If you were strong, the entire nation would kneel down and lick you. If you were weak, they would tear off a piece of meat from you and chew it like a mad dog.

The train was heading west, the wheels rubbing against the rails, making a squeaky sound and wafting wisps of blue smoke. Looking at both sides of the railway, the electric poles were falling backwards and white clouds were floating in the sky.

Green streams flow through the railway ditch, red wildflowers sway in the meadows. The mountains and rivers of Fengtian are engraved in everyone's heart.

I bid farewell to my hometown. The mountains are high and the roads are long. I don’t know when we will meet again.

White clouds flew past outside the window, and the injured old lady was groaning in pain.

Soon, the train reached the Liuhe Bridge. The river water was churning under the steel frame. The friction between the train wheels and the rails became louder and louder, and a rhythmic hissing sound was emitted as the carriage vibrated.

Travelers, you may not know that danger is approaching quietly.