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The train stopped at a small station. Although he was in the last car, Wang Changyi heard the locomotive take a few deep breaths, and then let out a long breath of air, as if announcing that the steam had been released and it was not going forward! Wang Changyi looked out of the car window. Sure enough, it was dark and the car did not stop on the platform. Ten minutes ago, the battalion headquarters correspondent came to this car. There were two platoons in one carriage. The correspondent called Liu Dayong, the eighth platoon leader, and Wang Changyi, the ninth platoon leader, to the middle of the carriage and conveyed Battalion Commander Zhao's order: the next stop is the destination, and everyone should be ready to get off; after stopping, each row should be brought under the carriage to stand by, so as not to lose people or leave things behind. After the correspondent left, Liu Dayong asked Wang Changyi: What time is it? Wang Changyi took out his pocket watch, looked at it, and said: A quarter to ten. Liu Dayong chuckled and said: After stopping in Yucheng for more than five hours, I knew I was almost at my destination. Wang Changyi made a good impression and said: Stop blindly talking to the staff and go back quickly to convey the battalion commander's order. After saying that, he walked towards the end of the carriage, shouting loudly as he walked: "Monitors of each class, come to me!"
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