The "Survival on the Train" game has bugs, it's really laggy!

Deep within the Death Basin, it's hotter than outside.

Heat is not caused by the sun.

The abandoned mineral layer beneath the surface was still reacting slowly, and the smells of sulfur, rust, diesel, and engine oil mixed together, seeping into the truck bed through the hole in the bottom of the vehicle.

The Devourer followed behind the Black Gear's drilling fortress vehicle.

The thing in front had a frighteningly wide track; when it rolled over the hard, grayish-yellow soil, the ground would sink into two deep trenches.

The Devourer ship that followed fared much worse.

The half-section of the leaky sheet metal on the roof of the car was rattling and shaking from the hot air.

The three shock absorbers on the right side of the abandoned truck were bound together with iron chains. Every time the truck bumped, the chains would taut, producing a metallic friction that made your teeth ache.

Wang Hu sat by the car door, a wrench resting on his knees.

His fleshy hand was swollen beyond recognition, with fireproof tape wrapped around the palm and a layer of black grease on the outside of the tape.

Little Fire lay prone under the base plate, half its body tucked into the wiring, its tail peeking out from the edge of the control panel, its body taut with tension.

"Master, the coolant circulation is stable."

"But the right suspension is unstable."

"That bump just now caused the right front shock absorber chain to deform a second time."

Wang Hu looked down at it.

Speak like a human.

A small flame peeked out from under the base plate.

"If it keeps bouncing like this, the right side might break first."

Wang Hu remained silent for half a second.

"Then let it not fall apart."

Xiao Huo looked at him with a serious expression.

"Brother Tiger, this is a blessing, not a repair."

Wang Hu tapped the floor with a wrench.

"Even a blessing in the wasteland can be worth half a bolt."

Su Yuan did not turn around.

He gripped the charred steering wheel with his left hand, while the broken section of his right wrist rested against the gearshift.

The mechanical left eye kept rotating.

Click.

Click.

Oil pressure gauge.

Water thermometer.

Tachometer.

The right suspension is under stress.

Tire wear.

Heat source at the rear of the fortified vehicle.

Everything turned into cold readings in his left eye.

The Devourer is no longer the behemoth that once could devour starships.

It's just a lousy car.

A dilapidated car that's kept running by scrap metal, duct tape, chains, insect blood, and stolen coolant.

But it's still running.

This is enough.

The rough tone of Deputy Commander Huo Chen came through the communication line at the front.

"Keep your distance, garbage truck behind you."

"Ahead lies a jagged cliff."

"Don't blame us if you fall."

Wang Hu looked up.

"That son of a bitch has such a big mouth."

Xiao Huo whispered, "I suggest writing this down. If there's a chance later, we can make him apologize."

Wang Hu grinned.

"You're getting more and more knowledgeable about the wasteland lately."

The convoy continued on its way.

The grayish-yellow ground gradually narrowed.

In the distance, a rocky ridge appears, stretching across the deep valley.

Both sides are sinking waste valleys.

The bottom of the valley is invisible; only dark gray mist can be seen rising upwards.

Old-fashioned steel bars, abandoned mine carts, broken pipes, and car frames from who-knows-how-many years ago are stuck to the valley wall, swaying gently in the wind.

A cold wind was blowing up from below.

The heat in the carriage was partially dissipated by the wind.

But the wind, carrying metallic dust, felt like sandpaper rubbing against my face as it swept past the broken car window.

Little Fire stared at the scanned image ahead, its tail frozen in place.

"The ridge is about five meters wide."

"The intensity is low on the left edge."

"There is a longitudinal crack on the right side."

"We recommend proceeding at a low speed."

Wang Hu glanced at the fortified vehicle in front of him.

"Do you think they're driving slowly?"

In front.

The drilling rig has already pressed onto the rock ridge.

The eight-meter-wide double-layer special tracks automatically deploy the outer support wheels.

Six independent hydraulic chassis press down simultaneously to steadily support the vehicle body.

The massive heavy-duty vehicle slowly rolled over the narrow rock ridge.

The edges of the tracks were close to the outer edge of the cliff.

The car body, however, remained ridiculously stable.

Each track plate that fell left clear tooth marks on the rock surface.

The Black Gear guard sat on the hood of the vehicle, holding a rifle and looking back.

Someone rushed into the wilderness and whistled.

Someone raised their hand and made a downward rolling motion.

The adjutant's communicator rang again.

"Did you see that?"

"Now that's what you call a car."

"It's not a piece of junk that was glued together with tape."

The fortified vehicle crossed the rocky ridge and stopped on the hard soil on the opposite bank.

As soon as its tracks left the rock ridge, dense cracks appeared on the rock surface behind it.

Click.

Click click.

Large chunks of the edge soil peeled off and fell into the deep valley.

The road, which was originally five meters wide, was crushed by it, with more than half of it collapsing.

The remaining rock ridge is less than three meters high.

Moreover, the whole structure tilts towards the abyss on the left.

Xiao Huo stared at the reading, his golden vertical pupils constricting instantly.

"Owner."

"The road is less than three meters wide."

"Inclination angle of 23 degrees."

"Our vehicle's width exceeds the safety limit."

"If driven normally, it would definitely overturn."

Wang Hu gripped the wrench tightly.

"The word 'conventional' doesn't really apply to Lao Su."

The other side.

The Black Gear soldiers were all delighted.

Several machine gunners leaned against the hood of the vehicle and began placing bets.

I bet ten meters.

"Ten meters is too kind of you, I bet you'll flip over as soon as you get up there."

"That crooked beam will fall first."

"Don't rush, let it roll down, we can still pick up some parts."

The adjutant stood on the side armor of the fortified vehicle, arms crossed, shouting at the top of his lungs.

"The Black Gear convoy has passed."

"Don't force yourself to cross that car with the trash taped up behind you."

"Find a sandpit and bury your car, then you lose."

Wang Hu's face immediately darkened.

"Old Su."

"Give me five minutes, I'll go over there and knock his teeth out."

Xiao Huo quickly flipped the switch on the control panel.

"Brother Tiger, I don't recommend getting off the bus."

"The wind speed at the cliff is very high."

"And your hands are in terrible shape now."

Wang Hu cursed, "I know my hands are bad, no need to remind me repeatedly."

Su Yuan looked at the rocky ridge ahead.

The mechanical left eye spun rapidly.

Remaining road width.

inclination.

Rock strata cracks.

Tire tread pattern.

The right-side suspension is not in position.

Front beam position.

wind direction.

Height of the hard soil on the opposite bank.

He lowered the steering wheel with his left hand and pressed the clutch pedal all the way down.

The pitcher plant's engine speed began to climb.

Boom!

Rumble.

The floor of the carriage shook.

Xiao Huo suddenly looked up.

"Master, do you want to speed up?"

Su Yuan said, "Sit tight."

Wang Hu immediately grabbed the car door frame.

"Understood."

Little Fire clung to the dashboard with its claws, its tail wrapped around the bare wire.

"I don't understand, but I do it anyway."

Su Yuan shifted gears.

bang.

First tier.

Press down on the accelerator.

The front of the Devourer was slightly raised, and the crooked front beam of the bulldozer was aligned with the rock ridge.

The laughter from the other side was even louder.

The adjutant raised his hand, as if watching a performance.

"Come, come, come."

"Let's see how garbage is buried."

next second.

The Devourer rushed out.

It wasn't a gradual, tentative approach.

It's a direct flush.

The assembled tires left black marks on the gray-yellow hard soil.

The engine roared as if it was going to tear the cylinder block apart.

The front of the car, stained with dried insect blood, crashed into the broken rock ridge.

The little fire screamed.

"Right side crossed the line!"

Wang Hu roared back.

"It's so beautiful!"

Su Yuan did not allow the car to drive in the middle.

He pushed the steering wheel to the left as far as it could go, then suddenly turned it half a turn back the instant the car tilted.

The broken shock absorbers on the right side of the Devourer were hanging directly outside the cliff.

Half of the right tire tread came off the road.

The entire vehicle was leaning against the edge of the rock ridge in an exaggerated posture.

The two tires on the left side were firmly gripping the cracks in the rock.

The vehicle body is tilting to one side.

The metal roof rattled and clattered.

The deep valley is right outside the right-hand door.

Looking out the car window, it was pitch black below.

The entire core of the small fire was frozen.

"Master, theoretically, only two tires are currently functioning!"

Wang Hu pressed himself against the car door, his teeth clenched tightly.

"Then let the two tires work overtime!"

Su Yuan's left hand remained completely still.

The accelerator was not released.

The Devourer raced wildly along the edge of the precipice.

Rust fragments kept falling from under the car.

Several bolts sprang up, hit the roof of the carriage, and rolled to Wang Hu's feet.

Wang Hu glanced down.

"Is this thing important?"

Xiao Huo didn't even glance at it.

"have no idea."

Wang Hu stuffed the bolt into his pocket.

"Then keep it for now."

The other side.

The smiles on the Black Gear soldiers' faces vanished completely.

One of the machine gunners was still making a betting gesture, his mouth open but unable to close it for a long time.

The adjutant stared at the beat-up car.

That thing really was walking along a cliff edge.

And it's not over.

It is 沖.

A dilapidated car, its body crooked, its tires worn unevenly, and its right shock absorber relying on an iron chain for survival, clung to the edge of the abyss, its two tires biting into the rock layer, violently traversing the Death Ridge.

Every time it bounces, it looks like it's about to flip over.

But every time it tilted to one side, the person in the driver's seat used the clutch, accelerator, and steering wheel to forcibly pull it back.

Huo Chen sat in his wheelchair, originally leaning against the backrest.

At that moment, his body suddenly lurched forward.

His thin, bony fingers gripped the armrests of the wheelchair.

The pump in the life support tank is running even faster.

The guard whispered, "Governor, should we prepare for reinforcements?"

Huo Chen stared at the car on the cliff.

"Rescue?"

He coughed twice, his eyes hardening.

"Do you think it needs?"

The Devourer rushed to the middle of the rocky ridge.

Just as the front of the car was about to rush out of the most dangerous area, the remaining road ahead suddenly sank down completely.

The inner rock ledge that the fortress vehicle had just damaged completely gave way at this moment.

The road surface collapsed.

The front of the car suddenly plummeted downwards.

The alarm lights on the small fire truck lit up in rows.

"Front wheels are off the ground!"

"Left-side grip lost!"

"The angle at which the front of the car dips is too extreme!"

Wang Hu's expression also changed.

"Old Su!"

Su Yuan's severed right wrist slammed violently into the gear lever.

bang.

Low speed, high torque gear.

He half-lifted his left foot off the clutch while keeping the accelerator pressed down hard.

The pitcher plant's engine emitted a dying roar.

As the truck head slammed downwards, the rusty front beam of the excavator slammed hard against the edge of the hard rock on the opposite bank.

clang.

Sparks flew everywhere.

The entire front beam bent even more severely.

But it didn't break.

It's stuck.

It got stuck in a crack in the rock strata on the opposite bank.

Xiao Huo was stunned.

"The corner is stuck on the hard spot!"

Wang Hu suddenly realized what was happening.

"Front-end teeth!"

Su Yuan remained silent.

He pressed the steering wheel to the right, using the weight of the car as it slumped down to make the front beam grip the rock crevice more tightly.

Then floor the accelerator.

The engine torque is fully utilized.

Of the four tires, only two were still scraping against the rock.

They slipped and slid wildly.

The smell of burnt rubber filled the carriage.

White smoke was coming out of the tire's edge.

The car body shook violently on the cliff.

The chains snapped with a sharp, eerie sound.

Wang Hu raised his hand and pressed down on a steel plate inside the vehicle that was about to fall off, shouting, "Hold on!"

Xiao Huo pressed his two paws against the throttle assist lever, and his voice changed.

"Redline!"

"Cylinder temperature is rising!"

"Drive shaft torque exceeds limit!"

Su Yuan coldly said, "Let it surpass it."

Click.

A crack appeared on the outer side of the front beam.

Click.

The chain on the right side broke off halfway.

The Devouring Wasteland did not fall.

It climbed up little by little.

The front beam became a climbing point.

The low-speed, high-torque shift lever directs all the power into the wheels.

The revolver finally caught on a crevice in the rock.

The car suddenly lurched forward half a meter.

Wang Hu was so jolted that his shoulder slammed against the car wall.

But he laughed.

"We're up!"

Su Yuan added more oil.

The engine of the Devourer lifted up.

The front beam was forcibly pulled out of the rock crevice, bringing down a large chunk of broken, hard soil, and the vehicle crashed heavily onto the hard soil layer on the opposite bank.

The four wheels landed again.

boom.

The wrecked car slid forward for more than ten meters before coming to a stop.

Black smoke was still billowing from the rear of the vehicle.

The front beam is bent as if it has been gnawed on.

The shock absorber chain on the right side has only a few turns left.

But the car is still there.

Wang Hu, panting heavily, raised his hand and patted the dashboard.

"We're here."

Little Fire lay flat on the control panel, its ears pressed against the floor.

"I almost scared the core to a standstill just now."

Wang Hu laughed and scolded, "You're hopeless."

Xiao Huo raised his head and said seriously, "This isn't a matter of being good-natured, it's a fear of physics."

On the other side of the river, across the black gear, no one was laughing anymore.

The adjutant stood on the hood of the car, his face stiff and unsightly.

The machine gunner who had just placed the bet quietly hid the ammunition box behind his back, as if afraid that the Devourer would come looking for him to collect his gambling debts.

Huo Chen looked at the wrecked car rushing towards him.

His lips twitched slightly.

Before he could speak, a loud crash suddenly came from the other side of the cliff behind him.

Several rock strata rolled down from above, approaching the rear of the fortified vehicle.

The driver quickly swerved the steering wheel.

"Avoid falling rocks!"

The massive vehicle veered to the right from the safe tracks.

The tracks rolled over the edge of the hard soil and landed in a low-lying area covered with a layer of gray-black powder.

That patch of land looked dry.

Actually, the area below is a soft muddy swamp stirred up by radioactive metal powder, underground wastewater, and slag.

This area on the route map is marked as a drilling failure zone.

However, a portion of the data provided by Huo Chen was deliberately omitted.

The moment the fortified vehicle's front tracks touched the ground, it sank half a meter.

The driver cursed loudly.

"Oh no!"

The double-layered tracks spun wildly.

The gray-black mud was rolled up and smeared all over the track plates.

It gets slipperier the more you spin it.

The more slippery it is, the heavier it becomes.

The heavy-duty fortress truck, weighing tens of thousands of tons, began to tilt to the left.

The hydraulic support immediately deployed.

Six thick supports were driven into the ground in an attempt to prop up the vehicle.

But the soft mud doesn't exert any effort at all.

Pressing the support down actually made the surrounding mud layer even thinner.

The fortified vehicle sank even further.

The alarm in the life support box was flashing wildly.

The adjutant fell off the hood of the car and knelt on the edge of the armor plate, his face ashen.

"Track failure!"

"The right-side support is not bearing weight!"

"The vehicle's body tilt angle is nineteen degrees!"

"Continued subsidence will damage the drilling rig's main shaft!"

The guards panicked.

The accompanying armored soldiers rushed over and used steel cables to attach the vehicle to the rear.

Two small tractor units started.

The engine was revving loudly.

The tires left black marks on the hard soil.

Useless.

The fortified vehicle is too heavy.

The slime is still swallowing it.

Huo Chen sat in his wheelchair, his face finally darkening.

He looked at his adjutant.

The adjutant dared not look at him.

They hid the route data.

They originally intended for the Devourer to suffer losses here.

I never expected to fall in first.

Wang Hu saw this scene through the broken window, paused for a moment, and then laughed.

"Why."

"Won't this make things more lively?"

Xiao Huo looked at the scanned image.

"The fortified vehicle sinks very quickly."

"In two minutes at most, the main frame will be covered in mud."

Wang Hu looked at Su Yuan.

"Old Su, aren't you going to do anything about it?"

Su Yuan did not answer.

He looked at the fortified vehicle.

Looking at the pipeline reel, large generator set, drilling hydraulic components towed behind the fortress vehicle, and the brand-new heavy-duty winch base at the rear of the vehicle.

That thing is useful.

Huo Chen is also useful.

It's useful, at least until the water veins open.

Su Yuan steered with his left hand.

The Devourer train turned around.

Wang Hu grinned.

"Understood."

The small fire immediately rose up.

"Master, just a reminder, we are not a rescue vehicle."

Su Yuan said, "Now."

Xiao Huo looked at the broken doors, crooked rams, drafty roof, and half-flat tires of the Devourer.

It remained silent for half a second.

"This statement has been very damaging to the rescue industry."

The Devourer was parked sideways on the hard rock.

Su Yuan slammed on the brakes.

Wang Hu jumped off the vehicle and dragged the abandoned heavy machinery winch from the back of the truck.

The winch casing was covered in dents.

The steel cable also has burrs.

But it's rough.

It's very thick.

Wang Hu, holding the winch hook, rushed towards the fortified vehicle.

The Black Gear guards immediately raised their guns.

"stop!"

Wang Hu looked up and cursed, "Your car's almost gone, what are you putting on airs for?"

The guard wanted to speak again.

Huo Chen's voice came from the speaker of the fortified vehicle.

"Let him hang up."

Wang Hu swung the winch hook onto the main frame of the fortress vehicle.

The grappling hook grips the crossbeam of the frame.

He then used a wrench to pound the latch hard.

Click.

Locked up.

Wang Hu turned around and shouted.

"It's stuck!"

Su Yuan pulled up the handbrake with his left hand.

The handbrake lever emitted an unhealthy metallic whine.

He used the broken section of his right wrist to press against the gear lever and shifted into reverse.

I didn't press the accelerator hard.

Press down gently first.

The winch cable is taut.

The entire vehicle, Devourer, was dragged forward by half a meter.

The tires produced white smoke as they scraped against the hard rocks.

Xiao Huo lay on the control panel, staring intently at the torque gauge.

"The winch is overloaded."

"The handbrake is overloaded."

"The frame load is too high."

Wang Huchong returned and climbed into the carriage.

"Just tell me, can you still pull it?"

Xiao Huo gritted his teeth.

"Can hold it for thirty seconds."

Wang Hu looked at Su Yuan.

Is that enough?

Su Yuan said, "That's enough."

He pressed down on the accelerator.

The pitcher plant's engine roared.

Reverse gear locked.

Four worn-out tires were grinding wildly on the hard rocks.

The burnt smell was so strong it was pungent.

The vehicle body was dragged backward by the weight of the fortress vehicle, and the front beam scraped across the ground, bringing up long sparks.

Su Yuan stepped on the brake, pulled the handbrake all the way down, and continued to press the accelerator.

This is not a normal drag and drop.

This is a test of the Devourer's overall weight, tire friction, reverse gear torque, and chassis against a fortified vehicle weighing tens of thousands of tons.

The steel cable was taut and straight.

Every single hair was trembling.

Over there, at the fortified vehicle.

The dual tracks reversed wildly.

The hydraulic support retracts halfway and the angle is adjusted.

The driver was sweating profusely as he listened to Huo Chen's orders.

"Follow its rhythm."

"Don't try to take the lead."

"If it pulls, then shift to half gear."

The adjutant's face was extremely grim.

"Governor, relying on that beat-up car?"

Huo Chen stared at the taut steel cable in front of him.

"Shut up."

Inside the Devourer's Carriage.

Xiao Huo shouted, "The tires are overheating!"

Wang Hu grabbed the remaining half-bucket of dirty water and poured it directly onto the inside of the rear wheel.

sizzle.

White mist rose.

"Has it dropped?"

Xiao Huo checks the time.

"It's gone down a little."

Wang Hu then picked up another bucket of unknown liquid.

The small fire was greatly alarmed.

"That's engine oil!"

Wang Hu immediately put it down.

"I almost squandered my money."

Su Yuan's eyes remained cold and unwavering.

The mechanical left eye is locked onto the tilt angle of the fortress vehicle.

Twenty-one degrees.

Twenty degrees.

Nineteen degrees.

The winch is roaring.

The frame is shaking.

The rubber on the rear wheel of the Devourer had been worn away, exposing the metal layer underneath.

But the fortified vehicle actually moved.

It was forcibly pulled out of the soft mud by thirty centimeters.

one meter.

Two meters.

three meters.

With that final push, Su Yuan suddenly released the brake by half an inch, then slammed it on all the way down.

The Devourer suddenly lurched backward, and a reverse impact came from the steel cable.

Using this force, the fortified vehicle's entire front end detached from the edge of the soft mud, and its tracks pressed back onto the hard soil.

Boom!

The heavy-duty fortified truck, weighing over 10,000 tons, was towed back to the safe zone

The soft mud swamp churned a few times, swallowing its original spot even deeper.

The Black Gear soldiers were completely dumbfounded.

The guard held his gun, but forgot to put it down.

The adjutant stood on the side armor of the fortified vehicle, his face pale, his lips moved a few times, but he couldn't utter a word.

The machine gunner who had just been betting and mocking now looked at the Devourer as if it were some kind of unreasonable wasteland monster.

A broken-down car.

First, cross the cliff.

Then it can be used as a winch.

Pull the Black Gear Governor's heavy industrial fortress vehicle out of the radiation swamp.

If this got out, no one in the tavern would believe it.

Wang Hu slumped back into his seat, panting heavily.

"It's out."

Xiao Huo stared at the dial.

"The cost is a significant reduction in the lifespan of the rear wheels, severe wear on the handbrake system, and the need to replace the winch cable."

Wang Hu looked at it.

"To put it another way."

Xiao Huo thought for a moment.

"We won."

Wang Hu nodded in satisfaction.

"I like hearing that."

Su Yuansong turned on the accelerator.

The engine speed gradually decreased.

The Devourer was parked on the hard rock, with charred smoke billowing from its rear and the edges of its tires still hot.

The steel cable came loose.

Wang Hu jumped off the vehicle and went over to unhook the hook.

No one stopped the Black Gear guards.

Some people even took a half step back.

Wang Hu saw it and grinned.

"Weren't you being quite fierce just now?"

No one responded.

Huo Chen's wheelchair platform rose from the top of the fortress vehicle.

His face was even paler than before, and the IV tube in his neck swayed slightly.

He looked at the Devourer.

The communication channel was silent for a full minute.

Then Huo Chen pressed the speakerphone button.

Thanks.

Two words.

No command was given.

There was no mockery.

It also lacks the condescending tone of wasteland warlords.

Wang Hu raised an eyebrow.

Xiao Huo leaned out of the car window and whispered, "He can speak human language."

Wang Hu lowered his voice.

"Governor Limited Edition"

Huo Chen turned to look at his adjutant.

"Unload two boxes of high-grade engine oil."

The adjutant was taken aback.

"The Governor?"

Huo Chen continued, "Remove another set of heavy truck differentials."

The adjutant's expression changed.

"Those are spare parts for the fortified vehicle."

Huo Chen looked at him.

"If it weren't for that beat-up car, the fortress vehicle would have been stuck in the mud."

"Are you planning to go down and dig out the spare parts?"

The adjutant bowed his head.

"Yes."

Two guards quickly carried two boxes of high-grade military engine oil out of the rear compartment of the fortified vehicle.

The metal box was marked with a black gear logo and the seal was intact.

Behind them were four people carrying a brand-new heavy truck differential, its metal casing wrapped in rust-proof paper, which looked expensive.

Wang Hu's eyes lit up immediately.

"Old Su."

"This stuff is good."

The small fire had already climbed halfway out of the car window.

"very good."

"It's at least three generations better than that old, crumbling differential under our car."

Wang Hu took the oil tank and patted the lid.

"You Black Gears aren't entirely blind."

The guard delivering the package twitched at the corner of his mouth, but didn't dare to reply.

Huo Chen looked at Su Yuan.

"I misjudged that section of cliff along the road."

Su Yuan looked at him.

"What about the data from the drilling failure area?"

Huo Chen remained silent for half a second.

"It was hidden by my men."

The adjutant turned pale.

Su Yuan mechanically turned his left eye toward the adjutant.

The adjutant's back tensed instantly, and his hand instinctively went to the holster.

Wang Hu had already raised the wrench.

Little Fire's tail also stood up.

Huo Chen coughed twice.

"I will handle the situation."

Su Yuan said calmly, "Don't let him block the way anymore."

Huo Chen glanced at his adjutant.

"Did you hear that?"

The adjutant lowered his head, his throat tightening.

"I heard you."

Huo Chen waved.

"Keep going."

The convoy stopped mocking the Devourer.

The Black Gear soldier's gaze towards it completely changed.

That's not about watching the garbage truck.

It's not about looking at temporary hire cars.

It's a wasteland weapon that can use cliffs as roads, mechs as water tanks, and drag fortified vehicles out of the mud.

The fortress vehicle's recorder synchronously transmits data back to the fortress.

Inside the command room of the water source fortress, the garrison soldiers who had been sitting and watching the spectacle fell silent.

On the screen, the front of the Devourer was crooked, the tires were smoking, the body was leaking air, and the outer shell looked like it had been torn apart.

But the image of it dragging the steel cable and pulling the Black Gear Governor's fortress vehicle out of the swamp kept replaying.

Someone whispered, "What should we do if we encounter this car on patrol in the future?"

The mechanic next to him swallowed hard as he looked at the front beam of the forklift on the screen.

"Give Way."

No one objected.

Deep within the Death Basin.

The convoy finally arrived at the entrance to the heritage gallery.

It was an old-fashioned blast door, half-buried in the mountainside.

The door was ridiculously thick, and its surface was covered with yellow and black warning paint, which had long been worn dark by the years.

There are multiple hydraulic locks on the door.

The latch was covered with grayish-white corrosive salt.

The ground was covered with old tracks that led into the depths of darkness.

The fortified vehicle stopped in front of the gate, and the drill bit slowly rose.

Huo Chen ordered the connection of an external power source.

Several Black Gear technicians dragged cables to the door control box, pried open the casing, and connected the temporary power supply line.

zizi.

A faint red light illuminated on the door control box.

The hydraulic pump starts.

The heavy explosion-proof door began to open slowly.

A yellowish-green gas first gushed out from the crack in the door.

The surrounding Black Gear soldiers immediately retreated and put on gas masks.

Xiao Huo had just dragged the new oil tank into the truck bed when he looked up at the reading and his face instantly fell.

"Owner."

"The oxygen concentration in the passage is less than five percent."

"The concentration of sulfur gas is extremely high."

"Contains highly corrosive gases."

"The time to death from exposure is thirty seconds."

Wang Hu looked down at the Devouring Wasteland.

Broken car door.

The cracked metal sheet on the roof of the car.

The sealing ring leaks air everywhere.

There were still cracks in the windshield caused by sandworm blood.

He was silent.

Xiao Huo also fell silent.

Two seconds later, it extended its mechanical claw and gently pressed down on the piece of sheet metal on the roof that had been torn apart by the wind.

The sheet metal rattled and shook.

Little Fire's ears slowly drooped down.

"Owner."

"Our car."

"The seal is practically nonexistent now."