The stained oil spear was inserted into the heavy locomotive, the Old Pete used his strength to hammer on the old and broken oil tank, thus the remaining gas slowly flowed towards the locomotive, filling it up with the energy of the operation.

The sky was still dark, and from here it could be seen that the wilderness was ruled by darkness. The wind was blowing from that direction, and the bone-piercing cold air was testing the patched cotton coat that was on Old Pete's ...