There are doubts about the rookie driver's mind, but after not long after, he got the answer.

Because after he jumped out of the carriage, he realized that it was already evening.

Under the bright moonlight, the endless heavy snow in the sky had stopped at some point.

But the weather is still very cold, especially for drivers, who have always lived in the south, it feels very difficult to bear.

Even though I was wearing a thick cotton coat, I still felt a burst of cold air penetrated into the bones.

A little before the locomotive, there is a low bridge with only bridge piers left; the bridge piers only show about 1.5 meters of frozen river surface, and there are currently people working on the bridge piers.

Then, he heard that the top officer, a deputy commander, who should be their supplementary force, shouted loudly in his mouth:

"Comrades, don't be idle all of you. It's already three o'clock in the morning. In addition to our train, I heard that there are several trains coming soon.

If the railway bridge is not set up in time before dawn and the train crosses the river, the soldiers' planes will be in trouble tomorrow."

Suddenly, the supplementary soldiers of No. 5600 took action; they joined the nearby group of volunteer soldiers in the moonlight, and were busy with various matters.

After hearing what Hu Biao said, the driver was shocked.

Mainly at this moment, the cruel scenes of ground personnel being attacked by airplanes in the war movies and TV series he had watched clearly appeared in his mind.

He didn't want to live before, so he committed suicide. This is true, but it definitely does not mean that he wants to die under the air raid.

What should I do if I get seriously injured by a bullet, and I can't die after struggling and suffering for a long time?

In such a huge horror, he instinctively followed the same rookie, Yueying and the others began to run.

Soon after, the three of them found a place to help

They saw more than a dozen volunteer soldiers, currently in groups, hanging a long steel rail with wooden sticks and ropes, moving towards the river bank.

As a result, one of the thin little soldiers twisted their feet or something.

Without any warning, he collapsed on the ground and could not get up for a moment; it was like a group of tracks that were lifted by people, making the rest more difficult.

Without any hesitation, the three novices ran over.

The driver rushed to the front and grabbed the wooden stick that was no one on the end and carried it on his shoulders.

Shadow and Yueying also lifted the rails directly with their hands wearing cotton gloves, and they contributed some of their strength.

But that's how the driver quickly started to complain in his heart.

Because the moment he was on the shoulder, he immediately felt a heavy weight; not only did it hurt when pressing on his shoulder, it was also as heavy as a mountain, almost pressing him out of shit.

In order to divert your attention, you won’t be able to hold on after just a few seconds. The driver is ready to divert his attention.

Facing the volunteer soldiers who were partnering with him, on the other end of the wooden stick.

A man who looked about forty years old and had a thin figure began to greet him: "Comrade, what part do you belong to? What do you call you?"

"My name is Wu Changsheng, and he is from the 2nd Battalion of the Third Regiment of the First Division of the Railway Corps; our battalion's mission is to always hold on here to ensure the smooth flow of the railway bridge here."

"Oh! Did the bridge just break by a soldier's plane?"

After feeling that I was distracted, I was not such a discomfortable driver, so I continued to ask again.

However, he heard an incredible answer: "No, this bridge was just demolished a few hours ago.

From 10:00 to 12:00 pm, foreign devils will basically come. If they see the railway bridge, they will not let it go."

Because this answer was too amazing, the driver was stunned.

Wu Changsheng continued to speak in his mouth, his tone was so calm:

"The foreign devils' planes are so powerful. The number is better when there was an air defense company stationed here some time ago; but after a few days of guarding, the air defense company was exhausted.

Then, we often repaired the railway bridge not long after, but their plane broke down again.

But it is not possible to not repair the railway bridge, because only trains can pull more; a large truck from the Russian family can pull as much as possible, let alone horse and donkey carts.

Therefore, in order to send more supplies to the front line, our battalion commander told us that we must overcome all difficulties and make it necessary to have a useful railway bridge here.

Then, we started to figure out a solution.

At first, I built several bridges on the river surface at one time, thinking that there would always be one that could survive the bombing of foreign Japanese planes, so as not to have no bridge and delay the transportation of materials on the front line.

Later, the foreign devils increased their bombing efforts, and more and more planes were flying in the sky. On several occasions, all the bridges on the river surface were blown up.

There is no way! We thought of this idea now.

When there was no train passing by, the railway tracks on the bridge deck were removed, making the pilots of the foreign devils think that these were some destroyed bridges.

When the train arrives, it will be reinstalled~”

After hearing this, the driver was so shocked that he couldn't speak at all; although he didn't know the specific location now, where is the current Goryeo, and what is the river in front of him called.

But under the bright moonlight tonight, he could still estimate that it was this railway bridge, but it had a length of at least two or three hundred meters.

After dismantling it, it is installed again, and it depends entirely on manpower. How much amazing workload does it take to complete all this?

In this case, until the moon shadow on the railroad track was raised with his hands and asked:

"Are you not tired after dismantling it like this?"

"It's all mortals raised by my parents, so how can you not be tired if you work like this?

The young man who just carried the rails with me was named Yao Shitou. The young man never was lazy in his work, but he only slept for four or five hours a day this month. He fell down just now when he was really tired.

But everyone knows that this bridge cannot be broken and must ensure normal passage.

We can't let the soldiers on the front line go hungry and fight bayonets with foreigners. The injured soldiers can't send them down, right? Our battalion commander said that this is the position of our railway soldiers. Even if we are exhausted, we must ensure the smooth operation of the railway."

After hearing this, the three novices never felt like talking again.

Indeed! In such a battle of founding a country, the Volunteers took the title of the King of Light Infantry, but the mode of modern warfare has long changed, and they are fighting for logistics.

Therefore, these soldiers who guarantee the logistics of the front-line troops under the extremely harsh environment and the crazy bombing of the Guo army are also great and lovely people...

At five o'clock in the morning, the railway bridge was finally successfully built and forgotten.

At this time, the shoulder positions of the three rookies, Shadow, Driver and Yueying, have been completely ground into a flesh-and-blooded lake.

After moving my arms a little, I felt a sensation of pain.

That is the price these modern people who have never worked hard and heavy labor in these two hours.

Just when they looked at the reopening railway bridge, quietly erected on the frozen river, they really felt that their worn-out shoulders didn't seem to be a big deal.

Unfortunately, they were no longer happy soon.

The reason is very simple. The piers that have been repeatedly bombed and repaired many times have become very fragile and have long been unable to withstand the load originally designed.

In the past period of time, I could only go through a lighter car, and the heavy steamed car head could not bear it.

This problem can be solved by relying on the method of "crossing the river with a bull".

It is at this end of the bridge that the car was used to push the car over the railway bridge; then the other end of the bridge was used to pull the car away with the locomotive that was originally stranded there.

However, this method requires a lot of time to operate.

There is absolutely no way to cross the bridge all the five trains currently stranded on the bridge before dawn.

And as soon as the sky dawns, the planes of the soldiers will definitely appear, and it will be a huge disaster for the trains that have not crossed the river.

At this moment, I don't know who shouted:

"Let the train pass normally, the Second Battalion of Railways, follow me to the river and head to the bottom of the bridge; there is not enough cement piers, so we are the human piers. No matter what, the logistics line of the Volunteer Army will never be broken~"

The sound fell, and figures who were extremely tired rushed towards the frozen river without hesitation.
Chapter completed!