The train driver in the courtyard

In the heavy rain.

The old city of Jinling, which had been bustling all day, fell into a deep sleep.

It is located in a remote house in the innermost courtyard of Yudai Alley in the south of the old city.

The faint sound of a telegraph message could be heard from inside the house.

The young man standing at the door looked outside anxiously, worried that the sound would be heard by nearby neighbors.

When the telegram sound disappeared, he opened the door and walked in impatiently.

After closing the door, he called out to the pile of quilts on the bed, "Old Han, what are the latest instructions from St. Peter?"

The quilt was suddenly pulled back from the inside, and Han Dekui jumped off the bed holding the radio, and said excitedly: "We are going to do something big this time, burn down the South Street Supply and Marketing Cooperative!"

He wantonly threw the radio on the table, bent down and took out a box from under the bed, changed into a full set of Xiaomei's military uniform, pulled out a revolver and put it on his waist.

The young man panicked when he saw Han Dekui's expression: "Old Han, this could cost you your life!"

Han Dekui stood up suddenly, grabbed the young man by the collar, and said coldly: "Do you dare to disobey the order of St. Peter?!"

"No, I don't dare."

The young man was lifted into the air and stammered, "Team Leader, if we take action, we won't be able to stay here any longer."

Han Dekui pushed him to the ground, spitted and cursed: "Are you really willing to live a life worse than pigs and dogs?
St. Peter said that once this plan is accomplished, we can all go to the island to enjoy ourselves.

When the time comes, I will find you a beautiful wife to continue the Han family lineage."

As he spoke, his face darkened and he ordered in a cold voice: "Hurry up and change your clothes and bring your weapons."

The young man didn't dare to disobey, so he squatted down and took out a military uniform from Xiaomei's house and put it on. He put on a blue double-breasted robe and a top hat.

At this moment, he was regretting his decision to the very core. If he had known that such a thing would be done, he would never have joined this organization.

The young man's name is Han Sheng.

Before liberation, he followed his uncle Han Dekui as a bandit. Later, their mountain was surrounded by troops, and the two fled to Jinling City, where they barely made a living by selling cigarette paper.

Han Dekui met "Saint Peter" by chance and thought he had found a way out, so he became a team leader.

When Han Sheng was first pulled in, he thought he was just running errands and passing on messages, but he didn't expect that he would be involved in such a "big event".

The two men were dressed neatly, and Han Dekui picked up another suitcase. Han Sheng knew that it contained explosives, so he couldn't help but step back a few steps and keep some distance.

"What a coward! If you weren't my nephew, I would have forced you to death long ago!"

"Carry it!"

Han Dekui cursed angrily and handed the suitcase to Han Sheng. Although Han Sheng was afraid, he had to take it.

The two men put on raincoats outside and were about to leave the yard when Han Dekui suddenly stopped and walked towards a house.

Han Sheng saw that the situation was not right, so he chased after him in the rain: "Uncle, what are you doing?"

"That old fellow surnamed Bai has been watching me all day and has reported me several times. This time I want to let him know what a real Dieter is."

Han Sheng knew that Han Dekui was referring to Mr. Bai next door.

He is an advanced member of the street and is responsible for managing the affairs of the compound on weekdays.

"Uncle, let's not delay things any longer."

Han Sheng was afraid of seeing blood and tried to stop Han Dekui, but was pushed away by Han Dekui.

"Get out of here. We can't stay here any longer. I'll kill them all before I leave. Even if I die, I'll have someone to keep me company on my way to the underworld."

Han Sheng was pushed and staggered. Seeing that Han Dekui was angry, he did not dare to stop him. He could only watch Han Dekui kick open the door of Mr. Bai's house.

"You are Han Dekui, what are you going to do?!" Uncle Bai came out from the inner room when he heard the noise, turned on the light, and almost fell to the ground in fright.

"What? Didn't you say I was Dieter? I'm telling you, I am Dieter!

I remember your two grandsons are at home, right? Well, I will kill the younger one first, and then I will deal with you, the old man!"

Han Dekui pulled out his revolver and rushed into the inner room, and Uncle Bai quickly ran over to stop him.

"Old Han, our grudge has nothing to do with the children, please let them go!"

Han Dekui turned sideways, swung his arm, and hit Mr. Bai on the shoulder with the butt of his gun.

"Ah!" Mr. Bai screamed and fell down.

"Humph, you want to risk your life!" Han Dekui kicked Mr. Bai fiercely and said with a sneer, "There are so many innocent people who died under my gun! If they want to blame someone, just blame you for meddling in other people's business."

Seeing that Han Dekui was really going to kill him, Mr. Bai endured the pain, hugged Han Dekui's right leg tightly, and said angrily: "I will sacrifice my life to fight with you, a bastard."

"Go to hell! If you want to die, don't blame me." Han Dekui pointed the gun at Mr. Bai's head and was about to shoot.

At this time, the gun went off.

Han Dekui's right wrist was shattered by the bullet, and his right hand and the pistol flew out.

Things happened in a flash.

Han Dekui hadn't reacted yet and instinctively wanted to pull the trigger, but found that his hand was gone, and hurriedly looked out the door.

Grandpa Bai had already made up his mind that he would protect his two grandsons even at the cost of his death.

I was startled by the gunshot, thinking I was shot, but when I didn't feel any pain, I looked out the door.

Outside.

A tall and burly figure strode in from the heavy rain.

His hat, clothes and pants were all wet with rain, and the gun in his hand was still smoking.

"Han Dekui, a bandit from Changlin Mountain, once massacred Zhaojiazhuang at the foot of the mountain before liberation and harmed innocent women comrades."

Li Aiguo shook off the rain on the barrel of the gun and glanced at Mr. Bai's trembling body and the shivering child at the door of the inner room.

"You even spared the elderly, the weak, women and children. You are a truly heartless Dieter."

“You know my name”

Han Dekui felt the piercing pain at this moment. He knelt on one knee and covered his bleeding wrist with his left hand. Veins popped out on his forehead. “This operation was planned by St. Peter himself. How did you know?!”

"You can only seek answers in prison."

There was not only one Han Dekui tonight. Li Aiguo had no interest in paying attention to him. He waved his hand and several soldiers rushed forward.

Han Dekui still wanted to resist, but several soldiers beat him up with fists and kicks. He immediately became obedient and was tied up tightly with ropes. The soldiers then carried him and threw him onto a truck at the entrance of the alley.

At first, Han Dekui wanted to escape, but as soon as he got on the truck, he felt something was wrong.

There were already more than a dozen people lying on the truck, all tied tightly with ropes.

An old man struggled for a while, raised his rain-soaked face, stared at him and asked, "Which group are you from?"

"Five groups."

"I'm the leader of Group 3. Let's make it clear. Once we're in prison, I'll be the boss. Don't argue with me."

Looking at the old man's miserable appearance, and then at the members of the organization lying like piglets in the truck bed, Han Dekui's head was buzzing.

In Han Dekui's heart, St. Peter is the incarnation of God and an omnipotent being.

The operation hasn't even started yet, and they've been arrested.

What is going on?

Inside the house, Li Aiguo walked towards Mr. Bai and shook his hand: "Mr. Bai, thank you for providing the clues in time, giving us the opportunity to catch these people in one fell swoop."

"It's all thanks to Comrade Zhou. He informed us in advance and asked us to pay attention to the whereabouts of suspicious elements."

Comrade Zhou mentioned by Uncle Bai is the meteorologist who is in charge of the liaison between the weather station and Yudai Lane.

Hearing this, Lao Mao looked at Li Aiguo with some admiration.

After confirming that St. Peter had planted a number of chess pieces in Old Nanjing, how to find these chess pieces became the key to the success or failure of the operation.

There are millions of people in old Nanjing, and this is an almost impossible task.

At the work meeting, Li Aiguo proposed the strategy of "mobilizing the masses and relying on the masses."

The weather station directly connects with each block and factory to screen suspicious elements in advance and carry out targeted control, greatly narrowing the scope of the target population.

These target groups were then compared with the list provided by Lao Meng, and this is how the enemy was captured before they even started to act.

The weather station and the soldiers cooperated with each other and were divided into more than 30 teams.

In order to communicate information more effectively, each team was equipped with high-power military radios provided by the soldiers.

Li Aiguo led the team out of the alley, and a man in a gray Zhongshan suit jumped off the modified jeep.

"Report, Team 3 just reported that they have captured the target at the Second Machine Factory, a total of five people. They are now heading towards the Radio Factory."

Li Aiguo took the towel from Zhou Ke and wiped his hair, then leaned half of his body into the jeep and drew a circle on a military map.

"Another one solved!"

When the operation started, Zhou Ke was still worried.

The enemy's force is so large that there might be a big chaos.

Who would have thought that, thanks to the meticulous planning of this brother, the enemy was caught as soon as he showed up.

All the enemy's actions are equivalent to giving credit to the weather station.

It can be predicted that after tonight, Jinling will become a brand new Jinling tomorrow.

This made Zhou Ke, who was participating in such a major operation for the first time, clench his fists with excitement, but he soon became depressed again: "Patriotic brother, there is no news from St. Peter yet?"

To capture a thief, one must first capture the leader. Before the operation began, Xing Zhi had already led his comrades from the meteorological station to capture St. Peter.

Li Aiguo turned his head and looked at the communicator.

The communicator reported: "Captain Xing Zhi just sent back a message that they were maliciously misled, causing St. Peter to escape from the dormitory. Currently, he is leading people to look for St. Peter's whereabouts."

Li Aiguo did not find it strange to hear the news.

How could St. Peter not have some real skills to be able to hide for so many years and do so many things under the nose of the weather station?

"Don't worry, we have set up a tight net, and St. Peter can't escape."

Li Aiguo waited on the roadside for a while, and seeing that there was no emergency, he planned to order the convoy to turn around and continue to capture the next target.

However, the jeep stopped as soon as it started because Li Aiguo saw the radio light on.

"Commander-in-Chief, Commander-in-Chief, Group 11 calls the Commander-in-Chief."

Li Aiguo took the intercom from the operator and shouted, "Understood, go ahead."

"The enemy's presence was spotted at the Beihekou Water Plant. The enemy broke through the defense line of the water plant's security officer. Request for support, request for support."

Li Aiguo held the intercom tightly and said, "Report the enemy's situation." Each group is equipped with a squad of about ten soldiers and three comrades from the weather station, all of whom are fully armed and equipped with long and short firearms.

This firepower is enough to fight a small war. Li Aiguo is a little curious about how strong the enemy is.

"The enemy held a hostage and occupied the high ground. We couldn't rush over."

"Report your exact location."

"We're outside the chlorination room on the east side of the North Bayou Water Plant."

"Roger that!"

Officer Liu from the weather station was a little nervous when he heard the content of the call: "Advisor Li, I am a worker of the water plant. The Beihekou Water Plant is not an ordinary place."

Li Aiguo tapped the map with his finger and his expression became serious.

Beihekou Water Plant is the first and largest tap water plant in old Jinling. It was designed and built by Chinese people, and its technological level is among the best in the world.

After liberation, the Beihekou Water Plant continued to tap its potential, transform, expand and build new ones, and is currently responsible for supplying half of the tap water in Jinling City.

Once there is a problem with the water plant, there will definitely be big trouble.

"Let's go through Qingliang Mountain and head to the east side of the water plant."

After giving instructions to Zhou Ke, Zhou Ke immediately started the jeep, gestured to the GAZ truck behind him, and the convoy began to run in the heavy rain.

Li Aiguo picked up the intercom, turned the knob, and said into the intercom: "This is the commander-in-chief, this is the commander-in-chief, the teams that have completed their missions near Qingliang Mountain and Jiangxinzhou are reporting on the situation."

"Zizzi"

There were thunder and lightning in the night sky, and a crackling sound came from the intercom. Li Aiguo repeated it again.

"Team Five is at Qingliang Mountain. Team Five is at Qingliang Mountain. We have completed our mission to capture the prisoners. Please give us your instructions."

"Team 12 is in Jiangxin Island. Team 12 is in Jiangxin Island. They have captured the person. Please give instructions."

"Team 16 is at Huju Road. Team 16 is at Huju Road. They can arrive at any time. Please give instructions."

Li Aiguo thought about it and felt that the firepower of the four groups was almost the same, and he also had two heavy machine guns on his side.

"I now order Groups 5, 12, and 16 to change their original plans and head to the east gate of the Beihekou Water Plant immediately."

"Group Five received!"

"Team Twelve received!"

"Group 16 received!"

After giving the order, Li Aiguo put down the intercom, hesitated for a moment, then picked up the intercom and dialed a special channel.

"Staff Officer Xiao, I am patriotic. I need to trouble you with something. I remember that your military region has been issued Red Star RPGs, right? Can you get two and send them to the Beihekou Water Plant?"

After hearing the reply from Staff Officer Xiao on the intercom, Li Aiguo picked up the map and began to study the situation of the Beihekou Water Plant.

"Old Liu, take a look, is the chlorination room located here?"

"Advisor Li, this is not shown on the map."

Secretary Liu refused the map and took out a notebook, and asked Li Aiguo to draw a sketch with a flashlight.

“The chlorination room is located next to the water pump room. There is a large water tower in the workshop, which is more than 20 meters high and is responsible for pressurization.

When I was a kid, I often took advantage of adults not paying attention and sneaked up to the water tower to play. It was more than 20 meters high and I could overlook the surrounding area for more than ten miles. "

Li Aiguo pointed his finger at the water tower and frowned.

As they were talking, the convoy arrived at the east gate of Beihekou Water Plant. Team Leader An from Group 11 was already waiting at the gate with a middle-aged comrade in the heavy rain. Gunshots were heard from inside the plant from time to time.

Seeing Li Aiguo getting out of the car, Team Leader An strode forward and saluted: "Advisor Li, it is my fault that I failed to control the enemy in time, which led to the current situation."

"What's going on?" Li Aiguo pulled Team Leader An to the gate and asked.

“Here’s the situation.”

The target of the 11th team's mission this time is a man named Zhou Changhua.

He was a temporary worker at the water plant and had worked in the enemy's Fifth Division for a period of time before liberation. After the Fifth Division was defeated, Zhou fled back to Jinling and with the help of his distant cousin Zhou Changshan, he went to work at the water plant.

While introducing, Team Leader An pointed at the middle-aged man next to him and said, "After receiving a call from our comrades, Section Chief Liu of the water plant's security department reported that Zhou Changhua has been sneaking around lately and often brings strangers into the plant, which is very suspicious.

Our 11th group, led by Section Chief Liu, entered the water plant, but we didn't expect that Zhou Changhua had already arranged for us to attack. We were caught off guard and two of our brothers were injured. Three members of the water plant security department were also injured."

Li Aiguo asked: "Where are the wounded?"

Liu, the head of the water plant's security department, said at the right moment: "He has been sent to our plant hospital."

Li Aiguo secretly felt relieved, took a look at the lightning in the sky, and asked, "Who is the hostage held by Zhou Changhua?"

"It was Hu Xiao, the attendant in the chlorination room of our water plant. Zhou Changhua and his team of seven were armed with German MP28 submachine guns."

Chief Liu explained: "The chlorination room is an important workshop in the water plant. Once the equipment inside is destroyed, most of Jinling City will have to cut off water supply. In addition, their firepower is very strong, so we have been unable to capture it for a long time."

At this time, several bright truck lights were heard in the distance.

The first to arrive was Group 5.

As soon as the car stabilized, the leader of Team 5 came over with a dozen soldiers and a weatherman and saluted Li Aiguo: "Report, Team 5 reports to the commander-in-chief!"

Then the twelfth and sixteenth groups also arrived.

Dozens of soldiers and a dozen weathermen were lined up in neat rows.

"Load and load, let's go to the chlorination room to support Team 11."

Li Aiguo had already figured out the general situation at this time, but he needed to arrive at the scene to investigate more detailed situations.

In the dark night and with heavy rain, the fully armed soldiers rushed towards the chlorination room with great momentum.

The so-called chlorination room is actually a large workshop, about the same size as a small factory. There is a water tower in the workshop, which is responsible for pressurizing the water pool.

Now the enemy has occupied the water tower and is shooting down. The comrades from the 11th Group and the water plant's security department also want to fight back, but the effect is not very good.

Li Aiguo just held up the telescope to observe the water tower, and then cast his gaze into the depths of the workshop. The light inside was dim and he could not see the situation clearly.

If Zhou Dahua was not a fool, he would know that they had occupied the water tower and could not escape, so why made such a big fuss?
Each of the groups that were caught just now received clear instructions before carrying out the mission, either to cause sabotage or to create chaos to attract attention.

What exactly was the mission that St. Peter gave Zhou Dahua?
Was thinking about it.

Team leader An walked up to Li Aiguo and asked, "The enemy can hit us, but we can't hit the enemy. What should we do now?"

Li Aiguo pointed at the water tower and asked, "At such a long distance, the enemy is still at a high altitude and has heavy firepower. What weapon is most suitable for us to use?"

Team leader An scratched his head and said, "Generally speaking, we should use tanks or mortars, but we don't have any mortars right now."

Section Chief Liu from the water plant came up and said, "We have another cannon in our factory, but it's raining heavily now, so aiming might be a problem. If it hits the workshop, it will be troublesome."

Li Aiguo smiled and said, "There's no use for mortars. Cannons are not suitable. We still have rockets."

Before he could finish his words, a GAZ jeep came roaring through the rain.

As soon as the car stabilized, a young soldier jumped out and saluted Li Aiguo: "Report to the commander, the Red Star RPG has been delivered!"

"Good boy, Lao Xiao has done a great job this time!" Li Aiguo smiled as he opened the trunk of the GAZ jeep, picked up the Red Star RPG and put it on his shoulder.

At this time, on the water tower, two Diets were looking down and leisurely pulling the trigger.

"We've been holding it in for so many years, and this time we can finally let it out."

"These bastards, weren't they so arrogant before? Come on, why don't you dare to do it?"

As soon as they finished speaking, they saw a young man holding a cannon and aiming at them in the heavy rain.

"What is that? A mortar on your shoulder?"

"Are you kidding? Aren't you afraid of breaking your waist by the recoil when carrying this thing?"

The two were laughing, and the next second there was a loud "bang" and flames shot out from the muzzle of the gun.

The two were laughing when there was a loud bang and flames shot out from the muzzle of the cannon.

Their faces suddenly changed. They just shouted "Wo"

Why is it half a sentence?

Because they had been blown away.

After taking a look at the water tower that was ablaze with flames, Li Aiguo no longer had the same excitement as before.

"Sure enough, even the best targets will get tired after too much firing."

Li Aiguo carried the rocket on his shoulder, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he pointed at the gate in front of him: "Charge in!"

At this moment in the workshop, the enemies were panicking after seeing the carefully arranged commanding heights being easily captured.

"Master Zhou, this time our opponent doesn't seem to be an ordinary person. Let's run away quickly."

A tall, donkey-faced, bearded middle-aged man sat on a chair, smoothed his long middle-parted hair, and snorted coldly: "What are you afraid of? We have dozens of explosive packs and hostages here. Even if the other side has heavy firepower, they dare not open fire."

"Master Zhou, they don't dare to open fire, and we can't escape." At this time, a short man packed the explosives, stood up and said timidly.

"boom!"

Just as he finished speaking, a bullet hole appeared on the little man's forehead and his body fell down like a flour bag.

Zhou Changhua raised his pistol and said in a deep voice: "St. Peter has promised us that as long as we blow up this place, he will take us out to sea.

Don't worry, I have made a perfect plan to get you out safely."

He pointed his gun at the body of the little man and said, "Anyone who dares to disrupt the morale of the army will suffer the same fate as him."

The team members looked at each other and dared not say a word. They all bent down to tie the explosive pack to the equipment and connected the fuse to a detonator.

"Report! Zhou Changhua has tied dozens of explosive packs and threatened to blow up the water plant!"

Li Aiguo entered the workshop, and Team Leader An, who had just rushed in, retreated with his men.

Team Leader An's face was pale, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and even the brim of his hat was trembling slightly.

If dozens of explosive packs exploded, even if they failed to blow up the water plant, they would destroy several surrounding workshops.

Li Aiguo touched his chin and said, "It seems that this is the task assigned to Zhou Changhua by St. Peter."

The problem was that the other side had explosives and hostages, and they didn't dare to use heavy machine guns or mortars.

For a moment, the scene fell into silence.

The raindrops hit the iron roof with a crackling sound, mixed with the rumbling thunder in the distance, and the air in the entire workshop froze.

Everyone stared at the tightly closed iron door, not daring to breathe heavily.

(End of this chapter)