A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

The alliance's property?

Jiang Xia looked at the three train carriages behind him. Aren't they all the same? How did they become their property?

I shone a flashlight on it and noticed a slight difference: there were three different colored lines in the middle of the carriage. Also, the round badge wasn't hanging there anymore.

"Didn't you tell them the situation was urgent? They're asking for money? They're asking for it all!"

The flight attendant gently covered her flushed face. "I told them, but they wouldn't listen!"

"groove!"

Hu Muyuan got up from the small cannon and climbed onto the train using the cannon's carriage.

Zheng Aiguo followed suit and climbed up. Soon, the distinctive Russian accent could be heard in the carriage.

Tie Jun nudged Jiang Xia: "Hey, bro. What did that Russian say?"

Jiang Xia pulled Tie Jun closer to the carriage to avoid being hit by falling stones.

"Who knows? I haven't learned Russian. But aren't Russians afraid of death?"

But thinking back to the political commissars of the alliance in later films and television shows who dared to charge into battle with shovels, "Well, they really weren't afraid of dying."

He reached into his pocket, took out the pills his "strategist" had prepared for him, popped one into his mouth, and at the same time stuffed one into Tie Jun's mouth.

Jiang Xia listened to the noise coming from above and idly tapped on the steel plate of the carriage. "Holy crap! It's so thick!"

Jiang Xia, as if discovering a new continent, knocked down.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Several taps were made, and the car body emitted a dull echo.

Seeing how much fun Jiang Xia was having with the tapping, Tie Jun also tapped a few times himself.

“Beep~~”

Huh? Thin?

The two looked at each other.

"Hey, I knew they couldn't all be this thick!"

Jiang Xia frowned and knocked again.

I gestured to indicate the size; it's roughly the size of a safe.

Tie Jun suddenly had a brilliant idea: "Hey, this is where the Russians keep their valuables, right? Brother, do you think they're unwilling to abandon the vehicle because of the valuables inside?"

"I don't know, the Russians' thought processes can be really peculiar sometimes. But, someone who's willing to sit in one of these soft-sided seats probably wouldn't risk their life in such a pointless danger, right?"

Their eyes lit up; something was fishy! They kept knocking!

Jiang Xia crawled under the car, and Tie Jun followed the carriage, the two of them knocking all the way down.

The argument inside the carriage, coupled with the falling rocks from the roof, perfectly masked the knocking sounds of the two little mice.

"We've confirmed that two areas are thickened; there must be something important inside!"

After a moment of excitement, the two calmed down.

Damn, it's just a safe, right? Do you think they can just take the safe and threaten the Russians into abandoning their vehicle?

That would make them robbers!

"Forget it, forget it. We'd be better off using this time to figure out how to lift this carriage up. Judging from the Russians' attitude, abandoning it is probably not an option."

"Hey bro. What Master Zheng just said is that it's about 20 tons short. Our improved little cannon can pull 8 tons, right? Let's get the little cannon!"

"What are you thinking! It's not that simple. This carriage isn't stationary. Once it detaches from the front air duct, the instantaneous force is something that a small steel cannon can't withstand."

"Then let the K3 locomotive pull two more carriages? Would that be enough?"

"No, the FD's front-end traction is only one kilogram. If it's attached to the trailer, it won't be able to break through the rock in front."

"However, if we increase the number of small cannons to eight and spread them out on both sides of the train, that might be more feasible!"

Jiang Xia casually drew a picture on the snow.

"But where are we going to find so many people who can drive hot hatches? It's tough!"

The wind picked up and the stones falling on the roof of the car were making a clattering sound like hail.

"Damn it, let's just ignore the Russians. Let's disengage directly and let them take their valuables to the King of Hell to complain!"

Jiang Xia, in a fit of rage, bared his teeth and glared at Tie Jun.

Tie Jun chuckled, "Right! Let's do it! We can't let our men suffer along with these Russians!"

Young people, so ignorant and fearless, always so passionate.

Damn, I have two lucky charms! At worst, I'll go to the Northwest with Jiang's dad and eat sand!

Jiang Xia, consumed by rage, thought to himself.

Just as the two audacious young men were about to take action, a voice interrupted them.

"We can drive!"

Jiangxia looked up.

The group of six people varied in height and build, but their only commonality was that they all had buzz cuts and stood tall even in the fierce wind.

The shorter one walked closer to the little cannon and casually fiddled with it for a few moments.

The little cannon rolled forward obediently for a distance, and then he turned it back.

"How is it? Can it be done?"

Jiang Xia glanced at his collar and grinned.

"Alright! Let's call Master Zheng and the others down. We don't need to keep talking to the Russians anymore!"

"Okay! But could you tell me where that thick steel plate is located first?"

Jiang Xia stared into his eyes, then glanced at the collars of the other people.

He grinned.

After looking at the location marked by Jiang Xia, the shorter man made a hand gesture.

Two people in the group immediately slipped through the window.

Another argument broke out in the carriage.

Jiang Xia rubbed his ears and waved to the shorter guy: "Let them make a fuss, let's go get ready first?"

The group got into the small steel cannon truck, and Tie Jun drove it, chugging and churning down the slope.

"My surname is Ye, you can call me Daozi (Knife)."

Daozi looked at Jiang Xia with a grin.

"Hey~~ Don't make that face like Wang Kui, it doesn't suit you at all!"

His words elicited a few light laughs from the people behind him.

Daozi wasn't annoyed. He patted Jiang Xia's head and asked, "How did you figure that out?"

Jiang Xia pointed to the top button on his collar: "A sword and a shield. That's too crude. When we get back to the factory, I'll get you something more discreet!"

Daozi smiled at his teammates: "Well, you saw right through the old man's little tricks. We'll have to teach him a lesson when we get back!"

As they were talking, the two people who had climbed onto the train carriage suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

The knife pointed at the two of them: "One is Sanban, and the other is Ergou."

The two were taken aback when their captain called them by their nicknames, then nodded to Jiang Xia.

"I just told your plan to the two drivers, and they both agreed."

"The co-driver will drive 131. After the lead vehicle is uncoupled, a signal flare will be fired. 131 will still be driven by Master Zheng..."

"And another thing~" Er Gou hesitated for a moment, then looked at the knife.

Daozi waved his hand, and Er Gou immediately stopped talking.

The small cannon carriage fell silent.

……

Following Jiangxia's plan, all eight small cannons started up together and rushed up the earthen slope where K3 was located. The steel cables originally used to bind the small cannons were strung together and tied to the large hooks of the carriage in a parallel manner.

The furnace of No. 131 was burning brightly under Lao Zhao's fire, and the steam gushing from the front of the car completely enveloped it. The pointer of the pressure gauge was swinging back and forth in the red zone, as if it was about to jump off the dial at any second.

Boom~~

A red signal popped up in the night sky.