Chapter 145 Everyone is working hard

Outside the train, the twilight was like spilled ink, staining the sky, making it pitch black.

In the pitch-black wilderness, Train No. 127 was slanting on the tracks, and the sharp sound of twisting metal was like the howling of a dying beast.

Jiang Haitang held onto the cold edge of the carriage, and a thin layer of frost quickly formed on her eyelashes. She squinted her eyes and searched the crowd, but the two male educated youth who shared the same bunk with her were nowhere to be seen.

Not far away, however, Cai Ling, a young intellectual, was waving a faded red scarf and shouting, "Those with children, come this way! Elderly people, follow closely!"

Her voice was torn into pieces by the howling north wind, but she still repeated it stubbornly.

"Cai Ling!" Jin Youqing squeezed through the crowd, with snowflakes falling on the shoulders of her flowery cotton jacket.

"Jin Zhiqing, what's the situation ahead?" Cai Ling saw Jin Youqing coming back and hurriedly pulled her to ask.

"The front of the car in front is stuck on the curve and the driver didn't react... his life or death is unknown!" Jin Youqing said in a low voice.

Cai Ling wiped her red face, which was frozen red, and tiny ice crystals hung on her eyelashes.

"Where are Jiang Zhiqing and the others?" Jin Youqing asked.

"Jiang Zhiqing and his men have taken people to stop the oncoming car."

Jiang Haitang remained silent. She saw several elderly people supporting each other on the railway tracks, their trembling figures swaying in the twilight, and her heart tightened.

She immediately ran towards the safe area with Xiao Taozi in her arms. Outside the train tracks, Zhao Xiaomei and Tao Yuhe, the two of them, had already found a place to sit down. Zhao Xiaomei was wrapping herself and Tao Yuhe in a quilt.

Little Taozi snuggled in Jiang Haitang's arms. The little guy was frightened, scared and cold, and shivered constantly.

Jiang Haitang gently placed the child in Zhao Xiaomei's arms.

"Sister Xiaomei, please help look after Xiao Taozi. I'll go check on the others."

Zhao Xiaomei held Xiao Taozi in her arms and saw Jiang Haitang leaving quickly.

Many people got off the bus and were shivering in the cold wind.

Some of them had been injured when the vehicle overturned and were groaning in pain.

Some people fell into a coma and were carried off the bus by their companions. Someone was giving first aid to the seriously injured.

Jiang Haitang doesn't know first aid, but she has lived two lives and has more experience.

She saw an injured passenger's pupils begin to dilate, and she squatted down and called out anxiously, "Comrade, hold on a little longer, help will be here soon."

The man seemed to have regained some spirit because of Jiang Haitang's words, but he was still getting weaker and weaker.

"He has lost too much blood. Is there a doctor to bandage him first?" Jiang Haitang called out loudly.

Soon, someone came to help bandage the wound.

Jiang Haitang suppressed her bitterness and tried her best to comfort those whose emotions were on the verge of losing control.

The complaints from all around, mixed with the crying of children, sounded particularly harsh in the cold night.

The cold wind whistled past her ears, and Jiang Haitang looked towards the front of the train.

In the distance, there were twinkling lights. Those were the first group of people who ran forward to stop the car and were running desperately.

The road was not clear at night. Some people fell down and got up to continue running, while some people were exhausted after running for a distance and had to stop where they were.

More people are racing against time and running at full speed.

The lives of many people depend on them, they dare not stop, they cannot stop...

At the front of the train, Lu Liangchen lifted a bench removed from the dining car and, along with two train attendants, exerted force simultaneously. The sound of metal colliding was ear-piercing, and finally, the deformed door collapsed with a bang.

The pungent coal smoke instantly rushed out of the cab, and the broken glass on the dashboard shone coldly in the moonlight.

The two drivers were leaning on their seats, one of them had his fingers deeply embedded in the joystick, blood oozing from between his nails; the other was still in the posture of pulling the brake.

"Hurry! Contact the platform and report the situation!" Lu Liangchen pulled off his scarf to cover his mouth and nose, his voice muffled by the fabric, and opened the window of the cab.

Although the conductor was not very familiar with the instruments on the train, he was much better than Lu Liangchen, an outsider.

The conductor's purple-frozen fingers slid across the radio knobs.

After trying three times, I finally got through and received a signal from the other end.

"This is train number 127! Current location... Both drivers are unconscious! A train is expected to pass ahead, requesting emergency assistance!"

The conductor's hoarse voice was torn apart by the howling north wind that poured in through the window, and the white breath he exhaled condensed into frost flowers on the radio.

Holding the mottled car radio, the conductor's Adam's apple rolled up and down on his frozen neck, and his eyes were full of sadness.

The sound of electric current was tearing at his eardrums. He couldn't be sure whether the other party had heard his call for help, so he could only call out over and over again.

“This is train number 127! The driver is unconscious! I repeat, the driver is unconscious! Our location…”

"We'll carry them off the train." Lu Liangchen ignored the conductor who was in contact with the dispatcher and said to another conductor.

He took the lead, carrying one person on his back and walked out of the car.

The night was cold, and a layer of ice had formed on the steel steps. The heavy military boots stepped heavily on the icy steps, making a crisp "crunching" sound.

The cold wind blew snow particles into his collar. Lu Liangchen shrank his neck because of the cold, but he still insisted on using his tall body to protect the injured person. He accidentally hit his leg heavily on the door frame next to him.

Lu Liangchen said nothing, but his steps became more and more determined.

When he got under the car, looking at the person who was still calling the dispatcher, Lu Liangchen shouted, "Get out of the car!"

The conductor had completely lost hope. He couldn't hear what the other person said, nor could he be sure whether the other person heard what he said.

His heart was still heavy, as he could already seem to hear the heavy breathing of the steam locomotive in the distance. The two trains were less than ten minutes away from meeting.

They have no idea what the situation is.

I just hope that those who have already gotten out of their cars to stop other cars can stop the oncoming cars in time to avoid causing greater danger.

Outside the train tracks, many people huddled together for warmth, their eyes lifeless in the night.

People are so weak in the face of disaster, and each of them is waiting for the final judgment of an unknown fate.

"Everyone, step back a little and ensure your own safety." Lu Liangchen commanded calmly.

If there is no way to stop the oncoming car, at least ensure the safety of the people in this car.

Along the railway tracks, the first group of people who tried to stop the train had already run three miles.

Someone's cotton shoes got stuck in the snow, but he pulled them out and continued running;

Some people can no longer run, but they still persist...

Dai Zhiqing's cotton trousers were torn by the wire, revealing the white cotton. He continued to wave the flashlight, drawing flickering light bands in the darkness.

At the same time, in the station dispatching room, the red alarm lights were flashing wildly, and cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the old dispatcher Lao Zhou.

The young dispatcher's voice was trembling with panic. He called out over and over again, "This is the dispatch room, this is the dispatch room, train 127, please answer, please answer."

But obviously, the other party couldn't hear him.

"They can't hear us, Xiao Li, talk to Train No. 417 immediately and ask them to make an emergency stop to avoid danger." Lao Zhou gave up communicating with Train No. 127 and issued the next instruction.

The young dispatcher switched the signal decisively, his fingers turning white from the force.

"Train No. 417, Train No. 127 has encountered an emergency on the XXX section of the railway line. Please brake quickly to avoid danger. Please brake quickly to avoid danger."

The young dispatcher's voice was tearful as he repeated over and over again: "Train 417, Train 127, there is an emergency at the XXX section of the railway line. Please brake immediately to avoid danger! I repeat, brake immediately to avoid danger!"

On Train No. 417, after hearing the notification from the dispatching room, driver Lao Meng took immediate action and pulled the brake without delay.

Inside the No. 417 train dispatch room, someone gripped the intercom until it was almost deformed: "Talk to No. 417 immediately! Tell them they must stop before the XX curve!"

After hearing the notification from the dispatch room, driver Lao Meng took immediate action and pulled the brake without delay.

At this time, a voice from the dispatch room came again: "After stopping for safety, please find a way to notify the comrades on Train No. 127 and organize the evacuation of passengers immediately. At the same time, report the situation of Train No. 127 to the dispatch room."

Master Meng said in one breath, "Received, executed immediately. Train No. 417 has braked and will stop."

"Please tell Train 127 that we will dispatch rescue vehicles nearby. Please hold on! You must hold on!"

"Train 417 received!"

After the emergency brake, the locomotive was spewing white mist, and coal smoke mixed with ice chips hit the windshield.

Xiao Wang, the co-pilot, hurriedly grabbed the old signal light and was about to send a signal, but he saw a few lights coming from the distance.

"Master Meng, they..." Xiao Wang was speechless.

The train was slowly slowing down. Master Meng looked out the window at the faint lights in the distance and said, "It must be the people on Train 127 giving us a signal."

This is a wilderness, with no human habitation for dozens of miles around. It is impossible for lights to appear suddenly. It can only be related to Train No. 127.

Seeing that someone could send them a signal, Lao Meng's anxious heart relaxed a little.

Lao Meng decisively said to Xiao Wang, "We should still be some distance away from the accident train. In order to get there as quickly as possible to provide assistance, we must slide for a distance."

"Got it, Master Meng. I will fully cooperate."

"Leave this to me. Have the conductor notify the passengers and ask the medical staff on board to gather in the dining car. They're still trying to save us even after losing contact with the train. We should be very grateful to them."

"I'll ask the staff on the dining car to bring them some hot water. It's so cold out here."

The two of them discussed the matter and Xiao Wang quickly walked out of the cab.

Master Meng was concentrating on operating the train, which was sliding slowly forward...