Armored train in the apocalypse

Chapter 108 Joint Workers-Peasants-Medical Vehicle Team

"Danger ahead!"

Su Huan paused for a moment, his pupils dilating slightly.

Just a moment ago, two voices reached his ears: one was Yu Yue's voice, and the other was a young male voice.

Because they were so synchronized, he couldn't immediately identify the source of the sound.

Looking to the left and right, they saw that He Jie and the others were all staring at the surveillance camera above the corner.

“There are survivors whose stance is unclear.”

He Jie said in a low voice, then shook his head very slightly, indicating that the other party was not to be trusted.

"It's not a bad thing to have survivors. Make more friends when you're out and about. You ended up like this because you were too murderous."

After teasing He Jie, Su Huan bit the soft flesh on the side of his mouth, revealing an expression that was both wary and resolute, and walked towards the surveillance camera.

"Who are you? Are you employees of the logistics center?"

He Jie was grinding his teeth in anger, but when he heard Su Huan's question, he showed a thoughtful expression.

He wasn't able to become the captain of a B-level squad because of his strength. If Su Huan only asked half of the question, the other party's first reaction would be to be wary.

However, Su Huan directly presented the other party with a choice between two options, and unless the other party was particularly wary, they would respond according to the context.

"No, we are... survivors from elsewhere."

really.

He Jie then watched helplessly as Su Huan gained the trust of the survivors monitored by the surveillance footage through a series of conversations.

But he couldn't see any trace of acting in Su Huan's performance; all his expressions were genuine, including the tension he felt when facing unknown survivors, and the subtle emotion of surprise.

Because he was so close, he could feel it very clearly.

'Perhaps... he wasn't lying.'

He Jie had this thought for some inexplicable reason.

A minute later, Su Huan returned and shared the information he had obtained with everyone.

"A lot of zombies at the logistics center?" The third brother was stunned for a moment. "What nonsense are these people talking about? Who would have the time to gather at a logistics center?"

Su Huan ignored him, and Yu Yue's voice came from beside him.

"That's true. There are a lot of zombies in the logistics center, but they are too densely packed to tell the exact number."

Yu Jing suddenly asked, "Where is the exoskeleton we need?"

"According to them, the exoskeleton is located in the equipment maintenance port, which is arranged in a triangle with the storage and sorting areas, and they are building a digital command center on the second floor behind it."

Faint gunshots could be heard outside, but the soundproofing inside the building was excellent, so it sounded like a light drizzle, and there was no discernible difference.

Su Huan thought for a moment and then asked Yu Yue to go outside to find the building for the digital center.

Then, following the prompts from the monitoring system, we began our journey from inside the building towards the data center.

The logistics center is not just a few large warehouses, but five large buildings: one main building and four auxiliary buildings. There are many auxiliary buildings around the main building. Although it is not very complicated, it still gives Su Huan and his group room to move around.

The group was on the first floor of the main building, but the main door leading inside was closed, and there were staircases on both sides.

Following the instructions, the group went up the stairs on both sides and entered the interior through a small door on the side.

The moment the door opened, a cacophony of corpse howls assaulted my ears. The various tones of the howls echoed repeatedly in the empty space, like rough sand rubbing against my ears, extremely uncomfortable.

Everyone held their breath and looked down.

The logistics center is extremely large, with honeycomb-shaped shelves and circular double-layer sorting lines crisscrossing, dividing the entire space into multi-layered structures with a futuristic feel. Moreover, the floor is sunken by two meters, presumably as a design feature to reduce noise.

Various adjustable-height hydraulic platforms are arranged radially, intersecting the heavy truck access path in a three-dimensional manner.

Many of the goods below had been dismantled, and there were traces of household garbage around them. Some robots were stuck in the middle of the shelves, as if a freeze button had been pressed, but they were still working. All the drones had returned to their positions.

The cargo area was filled with wandering zombies and white corpse cocoons.

A butcher, carrying a shelf, is leading a group of ordinary zombies in a battle against a goblin. Most of the noise comes from them.

The butcher gripped the thick steel pipe and slammed it forward, bursting the goblin's fleshy lump and smearing sticky juice all over his face.

The ordinary zombies around him went berserk and charged at the butcher.

The first two were knocked down by the butcher and crushed into mincemeat with a stomp of his foot, but more and more followed, piling up on the butcher to form a mountain of flesh six or seven meters high.

But not all zombies are interested in this game.

For example, this first-tier jumper in front of them likes to jump around on different platforms, as if playing an extreme game, and as a result, he inexplicably got close to Su Huan and the others.

Su Huan lowered He Jie's gun barrel. "Let him come over."

Just as the jumper landed and his black and red eyes locked onto Su Huan and the others, a cold blue arc of electricity struck the soles of his feet. His knees, which were bent over, seemed to be locked in place, unable to bounce back up.

A burnt smell emanated from his body.

He Jie looked into Su Huan's eyes, which were flashing with electricity, and his muscles tensed up instantly.

Clearly, some unpleasant memories came back to mind.

Without a moment's hesitation, Su Huan stepped forward, straightened the other's head, and with one hand glowing red, he pierced the jumper's brain as easily as poking tofu.

From beginning to end, the other party showed no sign of resistance.

He Jin walked to the side and looked at the zombie whose muscles were charred. He swallowed hard. "Is your electric current that powerful?"

Su Huan glanced at him. "You should be glad there were a lot of people coming in that day. Otherwise, if it were just you, I guarantee you could have easily finished a whole 14.5."

Because the ground beneath our feet is made of pure metal steel plates, the energy lost just now was not much, less than one-tenth, which is only slightly more than firing a shot.

In one-on-one combat, Su Huan only has two options: he can control the situation or he can't.

If you can control it, you'll be instantly killed; if you can't, you'll be instantly killed.

Since they're all carbon-based life forms anyway, whoever gets slashed will be numb.

Su Huan looked at the monitor in mid-air. After entering this area, the survivors stopped making a sound.

According to the plan, they were supposed to make noise on the other side to attract the zombies' attention.

But he was waiting for someone else.

Three breaths later, a slightly panting voice reached Su Huan's ears, "We've found them. They're hiding on the third floor. There's a passageway between the third floor and the main building, but there are zombies wandering around inside."

A warm smile appeared in Su Huan's eyes. Apart from the water, his little aunt had never disappointed him.

"Clean it up, just to show your presence."

"it is good!"

As soon as the words were spoken, a strange tone came from the radio from the opposite corner.

"The Rakshasa Kingdom is 26,000 li to the east."

"Passing through seven rapids and crossing three inches of yellow muddy ground over Jiaohai~"

The zombies in the entire logistics center fell silent for a moment, with only the exotic accents echoing in the air. The butcher struggled out of the horde of zombies and let out an excited roar, like pouring a bowl of cold water into a frying pan, causing the entire storage space to boil instantly.

Countless shadowy figures hidden in the darkness ran toward the source of the sound.

There were more than ten level-one zombies alone, and the sheer number of zombies in the logistics center was terrifying. Su Huan, who had also been frozen in place for three seconds, gave a thumbs-up to the monitor in mid-air.

"Good taste."

He quickly jumped onto a sorting line with the others, and following the line, they crossed several tables and climbed to the third floor.

As soon as the side door opened, pairs of dark red eyes looked over.

"Damn it, sorry to bother you."

Su Huan threw two grenades as an apology, then closed the door and counted to three.

A tremor came from behind the heavy metal door.

The door was opened, and He Jie rushed in first. The sound of a woodpecker pecking at a tree trunk echoed behind the door, followed closely by the other two.

When Su Huan went back in, all he could see were dismembered limbs scattered on the ground.

"Run forward, there's a passage on the right that leads directly to the data center."

The male voice that was first heard came from the surveillance camera in the upper right corner.

Su Huan didn't have time to reply to him. He rushed through the corridor, which was dozens of meters long, and saw the last zombie in the passage fall to the ground with a thud, shards of glass scattered on the corpses lying haphazardly.

……

A heated argument is taking place inside the room.

"As you can see, they are very strong. They didn't cause any disaster and even cleared out the zombies outside!" Xiao Zhao said, pointing to the footage on the monitor.

"If they're so strong, why would they be so kind as to save us?"

"They were probably looking for supplies; rescuing us was just a side thing."

"Ha, anyone would run away if they saw so many zombies in the logistics center. Every kind of supply outside is easier to obtain than here. They're probably going to end up like the Mojiang Mutual Aid convoy..."

The man huddled in the corner, his thin face bearing a cold, mocking expression.

"you--"

Xiao Zhao was furious.

"bang bang bang"

The old man tapped the table, and when everyone's eyes were on him, he sighed and said...

"Although you are Lao Jiang's students, Lao Jiang and I are fellow disciples. You are also fellow disciples. Lao Jiang entrusted you to me in the hope that, out of this friendship, you can stick together and survive."

The students around him showed slight changes in expression, but they didn't seem to be deeply moved by the old man's words.

“When I was a child, it was cold in my hometown. Even if we were not related by blood, we had to stick together.”

"If things really get too tough, we can survive with the help of our neighbors."

“Your times are different now. No matter how hard things get, you won’t starve. But the world has changed.”

The old man's tone was not harsh, but rather gentle, not like an academic luminary educating a student, but more like an elder instructing his child.

Xiao Zhao had a bad feeling, and several sensitive girls were already sobbing quietly.

"Don't cry, children." The old man put on his glasses and smiled gently. "Xiao Zhao, I'll go out and check for you later. If I'm dead, don't open the door. You've seen people; they're much scarier than zombies."

Xiao Zhao's heart skipped a beat, "Teacher, how can I let you go..."

The old man waved his hand and said, “I have lived for sixty years. Apart from your master’s wife, no one will care about this old body of mine. You have only lived for a few days. You haven’t even tasted the flavors of life yet. Maybe your parents and family members are still alive. Leave yourselves some hope and live well.”

"Xiao Zhao, you're the senior brother, so take good care of them."

After saying that, he pushed open the door and went out.

"crunch-"

Just as Su Huan was thinking about how to gently break down the door, the door at the end of the corridor opened by itself.

An elderly man with graying temples but a sprightly spirit walked out, wearing an ordinary plaid shirt. His refined demeanor was clearly not something that a pair of glasses could bring.

The old man's gaze swept over the corpses on the ground, as if searching for something.

After lingering for a moment on a zombie that was also quite old, he looked up at Su Huan and the others, his gaze passing over He Jie in front of him and locking onto Su Huan directly. "Hello, we are survivors of the Workers, Peasants and Doctors Joint Vehicle Team."

Upon hearing this term, Su Huan was momentarily stunned.

Back when he was in the high-temperature zone, he was still thinking about these highly qualified people.

As a result, they didn't encounter them on the road, nor did they meet the main force of the Mojiang Mutual Aid Team.

Could it be that I flapped my butterfly wings too hard?

"Professor Ma?"

A slightly surprised voice called out the old man's name from behind.

The old man adjusted his glasses, then noticed a pretty young woman behind him. He asked hesitantly, "Do you know me?"

Yu Jing nodded. "At an academic conference last year, you were talking to my teacher while I was eating. My teacher is Lü Cheng."

Professor Ma was initially confused, but upon hearing Lü Cheng's name, he immediately understood.

“I remember now, you’re the one Xiao Lü was talking about… the one…”

"Spendthrift child."

Seeing Professor Ma pause for a moment, Yu Jing immediately knew what was going on and calmly continued the conversation.

The old man smiled easily. "He said you broke a lot of his equipment, but he thinks you are very talented. He doesn't know your teacher... Let's not talk about that, let's not talk about that. It's dangerous outside, you should come in quickly."

With Yu Jing acting as a bridge of communication, the two groups quickly established initial trust; at least the old man's warm demeanor was genuine.

He Jie narrowed his eyes, brandished his anti-aircraft machine gun, and squeezed into the room, deliberately opening the door wider so that Su Huan behind him could see what was happening inside.

The group entered the house.

Su Huan's eyes immediately fell on the large screen in the center of the digital center. This screen alone was six or seven meters long, and the various fancy monitors made his eyes light up.

This is exactly the kind of good stuff he needs most in his car.

If we can bring the equipment from the data center back, the information terminal for the armed train will be set up.

After a brief conversation, they got down to business.

"You just said you were in the same team, so how come there are only a dozen or so people?"

Su Huan looked at Professor Ma and asked in confusion.

Professor Ma glanced at the scattered students around him, a bitter look flashing across his face. "You saw those zombies in the main building when you came up, right?"

Su Huan thought of the first-tier jumper he had killed in one blow.

They didn't appear to be wearing the staff uniform of the logistics center.

In a flash, he understood the cause and effect.

With a hint of seriousness in his eyes, he asked, "How many evolved beings are in your convoy?"

(End of this chapter)