Armored train in the apocalypse

Chapter 255 Opening up meat

"The approximate location of the data center has been determined."

Shu Wei said.

Su Huan twitched his fingers rhythmically, and his brows relaxed.

We've been working on this for so long, all for this one thing: a cultivation chamber and a data center. Once these two important pieces of equipment are in place, the last piece of the scientific research foundation for the armed train will be completed.

Then he could go to the electromagnetic weapons laboratory he had been longing for.

High-powered weapons have always been a major concern for Su Huan.

Although a few howitzers and mortars provided some immediate relief, they were all conventional weapons, far less numerous and powerful than the cutting-edge equipment available before the apocalypse.

Moreover, Black Kite inherited an entire military region.

There's definitely a killer weapon inside.

Without equivalent weapons, let alone "fighting," one doesn't even have the right to perish together with others.

To put it nicely, the train is currently building up its strength, but in reality, it's been blocked in the flood zone by Black Kite.

Without equipping ourselves with electromagnetic weapons, we can't even go further north, let alone reach the storm zone.

"where?"

Su Huan was calculating the progress of each project.

"Not far, about fifteen kilometers due north."

"Have the chief flight attendants coordinate and arrange things so that we can salvage the ship as soon as possible. Then we'll go to the storm zone and meet your dad."

As the train conductor walked by, the various lights in the corridor lit up one by one, and then slowly dimmed after he passed.

Hearing Su Huan's flippant words, Shu Wei frowned.

"I have no problem with you hitting him, but... what's the point of doing that?"

"significance?"

Su Huan stopped in his tracks, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "What are you referring to?"

Shu Wei calmly said, "If you just want to know the truth behind the apocalypse, you can achieve that through a transaction, right?"

"You seem to have misunderstood something. I am not opposed to making a deal with Black Kite, provided that the Armed Train has the strength to match Black Kite."

Shu Wei looked at Su Huan's kind gaze and remained silent.

She's not stupid; how could she not sense the murderous intent hidden in the word "meet"?

"Alright, alright..." Su Huan helplessly raised his hands, "I'm just curious how much Hei Yuan was involved, how many, and whether she deserves to be killed or die..."

"……Are not you afraid?"

Shu Wei knew she had talked too much today.

But since she had already said it, she might as well ask clearly all at once. The closer she got to Su Huan, the less she understood him.

Humans should have desires, whether selfish or noble, they should have them.

But Su Huan's goal was to upgrade the train and keep heading north.

Why is this?

If it's for safety, shouldn't it stay in the acid rain zone? With the current conditions of the armed train, even in a flood zone, there's nothing that can threaten it.

They knew that heading north would bring increasing dangers, whether from natural disasters or the people they encountered.

No one wants such an uncontrolled force to appear within their territory.

So why do we do this?
If this is the truth, given the strength of the armed train, it would definitely be qualified to negotiate with Black Kite the moment it emerged from the flood zone.

The truth is not hard to find.

But Su Huan is clearly more than that, whether it's the struggle for the Crown Pear Tree or the fierce battle with the Steel Council as documented in the records.

Su Huan had better methods that wouldn't harm himself.

But he did it anyway.

Only a strong desire can give rise to a powerful will.

What is the desire driving him behind this?
"Fear?"

Su Huan looked at his palm, a smile unconsciously creeping onto his lips. The cold blue sensor light cast an eerie glow on his dark eyes.

They must have been scared. If they weren't, they wouldn't have followed the convoy into exile at the beginning of the apocalypse in their previous life, and they wouldn't have fled in terror overnight when they knew they might be captured and experimented on by the Steel Council.

He had so many fears back then.

Zombies, mutated beasts, pursuers, acid rain, floods...

For four years, no one ever asked him if he was afraid.

Now people are actually asking him if he's scared.

interesting.

That's really interesting.

A person who has died once should theoretically cherish life more, but it seems that line has long since snapped in his mind.

Caution is a matter of habit, but fear seems to have long been burned away by the resentment burning in my chest.

Even after four years, he couldn't even keep the fire in his chest.

They dispersed.

How long can hatred last?
One day, two days?

Su Huan believed it would happen before the next famine.

Before facing death again.

Before the next time you close your eyes.

……

There are too many things that can drown out hatred.

Before he died, he wanted to hate someone, but he didn't know who to hate.

There was nothing to hate in the first place.

It's an apocalyptic natural disaster.

Everyone is like this, so you can't blame others.

So in the period immediately after his rebirth, he wanted to build a mobile shelter so that he could live a better life.

But the Steel Council's helicopters instantly captured all his attention.

What effort, what struggle?

It's all a pre-planned game.

It turns out they were the only ones living a miserable life; there were others living better lives than them.

It turns out that someone knew about the apocalypse long ago.

It turns out that even the apocalypse might be manipulated by someone behind the scenes.

Since that day, Su Huan has always felt a vague, inexplicable feeling stuck in his throat.

I don't feel uncomfortable.

Maybe.

It wasn't that uncomfortable.

But I just feel a little uncomfortable.

He thought and thought, but couldn't figure it out.

Because the part of yourself that can think, that part that can feel fear, is already dead.

The person who now wears the "Su Huan" skin is just carrying that same spirit.

What was stuck in his throat was a breath that had been brewing for four years and three months, or one thousand five hundred and sixty-four days!
This anger has to be released eventually.

Who should we give it to?

Although Su Huan's smile was eerie, his eyes were unusually serious. "I have to find him, whether he is an individual or an organization. I have to find him."

Seeing Su Huan fall silent, Shu Wei felt a pang of regret.
Hearing this seemingly random question, he was stunned and asked, "Who is it?"

"...The person behind the apocalypse?"

"Ah."

"Can't find it?"

There has to be one.

Shu Wei looked at the unusually gentle train conductor today and felt a chill run down her spine.

Su Huan noticed that her expression was somewhat unnatural, and then remembered to pull at the corner of her mouth with his hand.

He seems to have developed a conditioned reflex: he laughs when he's happy, he laughs when he's sad; all his primal emotions are transformed into an uncontrollable smile.

"So the goal of all these thousands of people is to build the perfect vehicle to overcome countless natural disasters and find him?"

"No, this is my purpose, not yours."

Seeing Shu Wei lost in thought, Su Huan tilted his head and said, "Don't you find this interesting?"

Shu Wei opened her mouth in confusion. What's so interesting about it?
"It's like someone throws a stone from a great distance, scaring a dog so much that it goes home, but unexpectedly, the dog runs tens of thousands of kilometers, crossing mountains and rivers, and bites him hard."

Shu Wei was even more confused.

Why bite?

"It corresponds to a dog."

"Why a dog?"

"Bite harder."

Shu Wei was silent for a moment, then said in a slow tone, "Ultimately, you want to eliminate the mastermind behind the apocalypse, which is a good thing. Why not express it in a different way? Perhaps more people would follow you that way."

"You sound like a hero."

Shu Wei's eyes shone brightly, "You can be too!"

Su Huan patted Shu Wei on the shoulder, sparks crackling as he exclaimed in surprise, "Sometimes I feel like a hero, but you just used the word 'you' six times. Next time, remember to use 'you' instead. I won't hold it against you this time."

After saying that, Su Huan walked away satisfied, leaving Shu Wei standing there with a stiff expression.

Her neck was covered in a thick layer of pink.

Hu Shuo ran over carrying a paper list and was slightly surprised to see Shu Wei standing there frozen in place.

Without much thought, he caught up with the train conductor ahead.

"This is a list of people who made mistakes recently."

"Wow, there are quite a few people here."

"How to deal with it?"

"The principle is: if punishment is optional, punish! If execution is optional, execute!"

Hu Shuo felt a chill run down his spine.

"clear."

……

Six o'clock in the morning.

The waves crashed against the rocks on the shore of Guanchao Island.

A patch of jungle was cleared out, and a lightly repaired armored train was parked on it.

About a hundred meters away, a group of armed soldiers were carrying axes and hacking away at the wood, making creaking noises as thick, mutated trees fell to the ground.

Then they were dragged aside and piled up, with officers carrying short rubber batons, shouting a countdown through the crowd.

He Jie stood on a large rock, took the list that Hu Shuo handed him, paused for a moment, and said, "Why are there so many?"

Hu shook his head, indicating that he shouldn't ask.

He Jie's gaze sharpened. "They're all gone?"

"You handle the ones marked in red, and watch the rest from the sidelines."

"it is good."

After Hu Shuo turned and left, He Jie angrily roared at the busy crowd.

"Everyone, get over here and assemble!"

One by one, the armed soldiers, who hadn't slept all night, walked over, exhausted. Although they wished they could just collapse and sleep, they still forced themselves to stand in neat rows in front of He Jie.

The two trains had already converged in the past two days.

He Jie also heard about the combat performance of the armed soldiers.

I was pulled over to work that night without even having dinner.

Whether they were involved in the operation or stayed behind, whether they were wounded or unharmed, all the armed soldiers were here.

Although everyone is an evolved being, Guanchao Island is not like a city ruin.

The apocalypse had only just begun, and the reinforced concrete buildings in the city still somewhat constrained the mutated creatures.

However, after three months of free evolution, the island erased most traces of human existence.

The soldiers had to engage in strenuous physical activity while also being wary of various mutated plants and animals, as well as the sudden appearance of He Jie.

Nine strikes in one second is no joke.

"Two things to say. Why are you standing so high up in front? The people in the back can't hear you. First three rows, get ready for push-ups!"

'Grass! '

The soldiers were filled with despair.

But almost as soon as he finished speaking, he had already assumed the most standard push-up starting position.

"The last three rows walk like ducks."

Seeing that everyone had shrunk in size, He Jie nodded in satisfaction.

"one!"

The people in the first three rows stood up in unison, while the people in the last three rows stood up slightly, half-squatting and half-standing.

"First thing, Mongoose, Tian Jiayou, Li Wei... and twelve others have been officially promoted to private due to their outstanding combat performance!"

The meerkat lying in front of it paused for a moment, a surge of joy welling up inside it.

After enduring so much hardship, I've finally been promoted in my military rank.

Seeing that no one spoke, He Jie sneered, "Now you can cheer."

Despite being exhausted, the soldiers still cheered for their colleague's promotion, as if they were cheering for their future selves.

The meerkat took the opportunity to glance up at He Jie's face, and vaguely felt uneasy.

"Hehe, everyone seems to be having a good time."

As soon as He Jie let out that sarcastic, cold laugh, everyone immediately fell silent.

"This is the decision of the armed train, but it doesn't mean I approve of you bunch of trash! On a small island less than 20 kilometers away, we almost lost ten men, one of whom was an officer! Fat Rabbit, get out here!"

Fat Rabbit, standing in the ranks of officers to one side, stepped forward with a tense expression.

He Jie pointed to the group of soldiers below and shouted, "You get in there too!"

"Yes!"

Fat Rabbit lay down silently beside him.

He Jie continued, "There are still seven days before the train leaves Guanchao Island. I will give you seven days of special training. If you can make it through, you will be promoted. If you can't, you can only blame your short life!"

"have you understood?!"

"Yes!"

He Jie revealed a sinister smile, "The second thing is that I know most of you have never had sex before, so I'll let you have some fun today."

The third brother, with a stern face, led the combat team and pulled a group of people up.

There are more than 700 in total.

The vast majority were survivors pulled from the train, and some were people from New Eden.

A few regular passengers from the train were mixed in with them.

These are all people who broke the rules during this period.

With hundreds or even thousands of people crammed into the carriages, countless problems arose every day.

Moreover, the rules for armed trains are not strict, and some things are difficult to define.

People like Lao Wu and the mongoose who went so far as to confront the train conductor are extremely rare.

Most of the time, management relies on the chief flight attendants of each group.

The skill levels vary greatly.

Hu Shuo is more rigorous, Xiao Zhao is more amiable, and Lao San is more chivalrous.

But that doesn't mean everything will be taken in easily.

The group of Tongzhou Club members who tried to kidnap Yu Jing last time have been wiped out.

However, there wasn't much time to deal with the conflicts among the survivors. Each flight attendant had a lot of things to do and couldn't manage 5,000 people, so no matter what happened, they would suppress it first and record it.

We'll handle it when the train conductor has time.

This was the first centralized handling in three months, which happened to coincide with a time when the train conductor wasn't in a particularly good mood.

Most of the survivors and passengers were taken out while on duty.

The combat team members escorting them had no idea what they had done, so naturally they didn't say a word.

Once they arrived at this place, the group finally realized that something was wrong.

In addition to cutting down trees, the armed soldiers spent a lot of time digging trenches on the island, where the roots of trees were intertwined.

Each one can accommodate a soldier standing.

Seeing this scene, even the dumbest person would be terrified and their legs would go weak.

But they still harbored a glimmer of hope, only considering it a minor punishment as a warning.

"One for each person, starting from the first row!"

(End of this chapter)