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

After the survivor surnamed Xu finished speaking, his chest suddenly collapsed.

Before he could loosen his grip on Su Yuan's severed wrist, black water and mud surged up from his throat again, causing him to arch his back and his thin shoulders to tremble violently.

"Train...hound..."

He wanted to continue speaking.

But the sewage buildup in his lungs didn't give him a chance.

His eyelids rolled back, grayish-black foam seeped from the corner of his mouth, his fingers loosened, and he fell back onto the carriage floor.

Wang Hu immediately squatted down and reached out to check his breath.

"Still alive."

The little fire pounced, its claws pressing against the chest of the Xu survivor, its golden vertical pupils scanning his physical condition.

Its tail lowered little by little.

"Severe fluid buildup in the lungs."

"Three old rib injuries."

"The immersion time in low temperature exceeded the safety threshold."

"Brain hypoxia."

"You can't ask him now, or he'll stop breathing."

Wang Hu's face darkened.

"The Train Hounds".

"Recycle the carriages containing Blue Star parts."

He looked up at Su Yuan.

"Old Su, this thing doesn't sound like it's meant to bring warmth."

Su Yuan did not answer.

He stood beside the Devourer, his mechanical left eye slowly rotating, scanning the vehicle.

Xiao Huo also came to his senses, forcing himself to look away from the survivor surnamed Xu, turned around and rushed to the control panel to pull up the list of casualties.

The next moment, its fur was completely covered.

"Owner."

"The situation is very bad."

Wang Hu's heart skipped a beat.

"explain."

The little fire claw slid rapidly across the cracked screen.

"Fifty-two percent of the metal sheeting on the roof is missing."

"The two sets of shock absorber chains on the right side have completely broken, and the remaining support points are at their fatigue limit."

"The pitcher plant's engine cylinder temperature has been consistently above the red line, and the outer wall of the cylinder has already deformed due to heat."

"The oil pan in the chassis is cracked, and the oil leakage continues to increase."

"The crack in the winch base has widened."

"The front beam is twisted."

"There are three tears in the middle of the frame."

It paused for half a second, then lowered its voice.

"If we don't carry out a major overhaul immediately..."

"If we start it again, the frame will most likely fall apart within thirty seconds."

Wang Hu fell silent.

He looked down at the floor beneath his feet.

The broken-down car that was just acting fiercely a moment ago is now even leaking black oil from the cracks in the floorboards.

After the section on the roof was taken away by the meat tube, all that was above was the dark, gloomy underground dome.

Cold water was pumped into the water tank through the pipes, and the green light came on a lot more, but that only gave the engine a breather; it didn't mean the car could continue to drive recklessly.

Wang Hu slowly tightened his grip on the wrench.

"In other words..."

"The hounds are coming."

"Our car is about to fall apart."

Xiao Huo nodded.

"The summary is accurate, but it sounds even more desperate."

Wang Hu cursed and wiped the water and black oil off his face.

"This awful place is so cramped it's impossible to breathe."

On the other side of the underground platform, the sound of tracks rolling over the accumulated water could be heard.

The Black Gear drilling fortress vehicle slowly drove onto the platform.

Its thick armored shell was still covered with black ash from the gas tunnel. The airtight door popped open with a clatter, and several guards jumped down first, pointing their guns at the ready.

Then, the lifting platform was lowered.

Huo Chen was pushed out.

He was still in a wheelchair, with a life support box hanging beside him, transparent tubes clinging to his emaciated neck, and his face was frighteningly pale.

But his eyes were clear.

He swept his gaze over the wreckage of the pump monster, over the bent main pump shaft, and finally stopped on the Devourer.

The old car was emitting white steam.

The roof of the car is half bald.

The car door was covered with dark green clay.

The exhaust pipe is tilted to the outside.

The steel cable at the rear of the vehicle still had bits of meat and rust hanging from the pump shaft gear.

Huo Chen stared at it for a long time.

Su Yuan raised his left hand, which was covered in black and red worm blood and engine oil, and patted the scorching hot hood.

Snapped.

A few drops of black oil were shaken out from the dent in the hood.

He didn't turn around.

"The bet."

Huo Chen's eyelids twitched.

Su Yuan continued, "Military-grade cooling system."

"High-grade parts".

"Water source".

"Give it to me now."

The platform was quiet for a moment.

The Black Gear soldiers exchanged glances.

Someone looked down at the gun in their hand.

Some people looked at the mech that had been cut in two by the water jet.

Others were looking at Su Yuan, their eyes filled with obvious apprehension.

The adjutant stepped out of the side door of the fortified vehicle.

His face was grim, his left hand resting on the holster at his waist, and his right hand pressing on the communicator.

The three mechs were just destroyed by the Pump Monster and he's already taken them home.

Now that Su Yuan is demanding repayment, he's losing face.

Even more critically, the Devourer appears to be on the verge of collapse.

It was broken too badly.

The damage is too obvious.

Even though it had just dragged the pump monster to a standstill, it now only had half its life left.

The adjutant's eyes slowly gleamed with malice.

He walked half a step behind Huo Chen and spoke first.

"Wait a moment."

Wang Hu turned to look at him.

The adjutant raised his chin, his tone hardening.

"The agreement is for exploratory purposes."

"This is not a call for you to rush into the control area and fight the malfunctioning pump."

Wang Hu's eyebrows immediately stood up.

"You're talking nonsense."

The adjutant gave him a cold look.

"Watch your mouth."

"Black Gear hired you to clear the way for the fortified vehicles."

"It's not about you fighting for water and monsters on your own, and then demanding the highest-grade supplies."

He raised his hand and pointed to the Devourer.

"We'll see."

"Don't you even know the condition of your car now?"

"Giving you the Cold Spring Type IV military cooling kit would be a waste."

"Will it fit?"

"Can you handle it?"

He turned around and waved.

"Get a bucket of lubricating oil."

"Get a few more body panels."

"Just compensate them as temporary scouts."

Two soldiers immediately dragged over a rusty bucket.

The bucket had a half-detached label, and the oil inside was a dark greenish-black color, clearly indicating that it was a low-quality product that had been recycled several times.

Several other soldiers came over carrying a few pieces of thin sheet metal and casually threw them on the ground.

The sheet metal landed on the ground, its edges curled up.

The adjutant shrugged.

"Take it."

"Don't delay Black Gear taking over the water source."

Wang Hu was about to rush over on the spot.

"If I don't fix this up for you today, I'm not a Wang."

Little Fire's tail drooped to the ground, its claws pressed against the edge of the control panel, and its eyes turned cold.

Inside the carriage, the survivor surnamed Xu was still unconscious.

The Devourer is half-destroyed.

Hounds could appear at any time.

The other party, however, was holding a gun and trying to renege on their debt at this point.

The smell of gunpowder immediately filled the entire platform.

The adjutant seemed to have been prepared.

He waved his hand.

More than a dozen fully armed Black Gear soldiers quickly stepped forward.

The large-caliber rifle was raised.

They directly surrounded several auxiliary valves.

Gun barrels crossed, pressing towards the Devourer.

Two more soldiers reattached the slave-catching net to the gun rack, and the stun gun glowed with blue and white arcs of electricity.

Wang Hu held the wrench across his shoulder, the blood on his arm still wet.

His smile was cold.

"OK."

"Just finished fighting the pump monster, now turning around to fight people."

"Workplace bullying in a wasteland, huh?"

The adjutant stared at him.

"You can give it a try."

"The car cannot be moved."

"I'm exhausted."

"Do you really think Black Gear won't dare to fire?"

The soldiers took a half-step forward.

The muzzle is more stable.

Little Fire whispered, "Master."

"The other side has more people."

"Our vehicle was severely damaged."

Su Yuan finally made a move.

He did not look at his adjutant.

They didn't use any extraordinary methods either.

He simply walked away from the hood of the car, stepping over puddles and broken gears, and came to the bent pump spindle.

The main shaft, as thick as a water tank, lay horizontally on the platform.

One end is also connected to a gear set.

The other end was deformed by the steel cable and got stuck in the old pipeline below the water tank.

Just now, all you saw was him using a steel cable to drag the broken pump monster.

No one noticed that after the spindle stopped, the misalignment angles of several gears and valve plates had been casually left as some kind of mechanical structure.

Su Yuan looked down for two seconds.

The mechanical left eye clicked and spun.

He lifted his military boots.

Align with the gap between the two misaligned gears.

He kicked it down hard.

bang.

A heavy, metallic clang echoed through the platform.

The gear train jerked violently.

The stuck valve plate was forcibly pressed down.

A series of mechanical clicking sounds came from below the water storage tank.

Click.

Click click click.

The black gear technician's expression changed drastically.

"Don't touch that!"

He called too late.

The main sluice gate slammed shut.

The water flow to the black gear secondary pipeline was cut off instantly.

The water pressure in the secondary valve, which was originally intended to be taken over by the fortified vehicle, dropped to zero.

Several soldiers surrounding the secondary valve looked down and saw that only a few bubbles were coming out of the pipe.

Conversely, the other thick pipe suddenly vibrated.

Wang Hu and Xiao Huo had already connected that thick pipe to the spare slot of the Devouring Wasteland.

The next second, high-pressure purified water gushed out and poured into the Devourer through the pipeline.

The water flow made the pipe walls tremble.

The spare water tank under the vehicle body was bulging and swelling.

Little Fire's eyes widened in surprise.

"The water pressure is all back up."

"Master, when did you modify the valve?"

Wang Hu was also stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"Holy crap."

"Did you also install a water tap while you were playing tug-of-war?"

Su Yuan withdrew his foot.

"One-way check valve".

"The Pump Monster's Gears"

"Even when it's dead, it can still work."

The Black Gear soldiers were thrown into chaos.

The people surrounding the secondary valve instinctively stepped back.

The gun barrel tilted.

They weren't unfamiliar with mechanisms.

But this mechanism is too volatile.

The gears were still slowly meshing, their edges covered with sharp, broken teeth. Every time the main shaft trembled, the steel cable next to it would pull along, scraping deep marks into the concrete as it passed over the ground.

No one doubted it.

Anyone who dares to touch it will have their leg caught and crushed on the spot.

The adjutant's expression changed.

"You dare cut off the Black Gear's water supply?"

Su Yuan looked at him.

There was no emotion in the mechanical left eye.

"My water."

The adjutant was furious.

"shot!"

The two words had just been uttered.

Huo Chen raised his hand.

Snapped.

The slap landed squarely on the adjutant's face.

The adjutant veered half a step and nearly fell into the mud.

All the black gear soldiers on the platform froze.

Huo Chen's face was ashen, his chest heaving violently, causing the liquid in the life support tank to slosh around.

He stared at his adjutant, his voice icy cold.

"You think you haven't lost enough?"

The adjutant covered his swollen face, his eyes glazed over.

"Governor..."

Huo Chen interrupted him.

"Shut up."

"From the cliff to the swamp, from the gas-filled corridor to the pump monster, you've been watching for so long, and you still don't understand?"

"He didn't get lucky."

"It's not about the car itself."

"His mastery of mechanical structures has exceeded the limits of what your brain can comprehend."

Huo Chen raised his hand and pointed to the set of gears that were still meshing.

"He was dragging the pump monster to its death while simultaneously converting the monster's remains into a one-way sluice gate."

"What are you doing?"

"You're thinking of defaulting on your debt."

"You think that just because you have guns and a lot of people, you can control them."

Huo Chen coughed so hard he bent over.

The guard tried to help him up, but he waved him away.

He took a few breaths and continued to stare at his adjutant.

"You short-sighted fool."

"It's too wasteful to put it in the mine."

The color drained from the adjutant's face little by little.

He dared not speak again.

Huo Chen turned to his guards.

"Open supply compartment number three."

"Cold Spring Type IV Military Heat Dissipation Kit"

"High-pressure corrosion-resistant water pipes"

High-grade engine oil.

"Composite armor welding materials".

"Bring it all out."

The guard immediately lowered his head.

"Yes."

Huo Chen then looked at the heavy mech that had been cut in two by the water jet in the distance.

"The wreckage of that mech."

"Including military welding stations."

"Give it to the Devourer Ship as well."

The platform was in an uproar.

The Black Gear soldiers murmured amongst themselves.

The adjutant looked up abruptly, his eyes wide.

"Governor, those are military mechs!"

Huo Chen didn't even glance at him.

"Now it's time to apologize."

The adjutant's lips trembled.

Huo Chen added a sentence.

"If you keep arguing, you'll have to pay for it too."

The adjutant collapsed into the muddy water.

The handprint on his face swelled up and turned red, but he dared not look up again.

The dozen or so soldiers who had been holding their guns at the ready silently lowered their muzzles.

The way they looked at the Devourer had completely changed.

I used to look at old cars.

Now we're looking at a monster covered in scrap metal.

Huo Chen had his guards push his wheelchair forward a few meters.

He looked at Su Yuan.

"The bet has been honored."

"I'll handle the person from earlier."

Su Yuan did not say thank you.

He reached out and took the heavy resource box from the guard, then tossed it to Wang Hu.

Wang Hu almost lost his grip.

"Holy crap, that's heavy."

Su Yuan raised his chin and pointed to the wreckage of the mecha.

"Drag it over here."

Wang Hu grinned.

"clear."

He hoisted the resource box onto his shoulder and shouted to Xiao Huo, "Xiao Huo, let's get started!"

The little fire peeked out from under the car, its eyes already lit up.

"Cold Spring Type IV".

"Military-grade thick pipe".

"High-strength composite breastplate"

"Brother Tiger, we can patch the roof up with a hard shell now."

Wang Hu stretched his shoulders, picked up a wrench, and walked toward the wreckage of the mecha.

"Then what are we waiting for?"

"Tear it down."

The black gear soldiers made way.

No one dared to stop them.

The pilot of the third surviving mech was still huddled inside the cockpit when he saw Wang Hu walking towards the two pieces of mech wreckage. He quickly pulled the hatch down halfway.

Wang Hu glanced at him.

"take it easy."

"What's being demolished is the inanimate object."

The driver nodded hurriedly, his helmet shaking as he nodded.

Next, the entire platform turned into a scene of rough car repair.

The military welding station was dragged to the side of the Devourer.

Connect the cable to the external power supply port of the fortress vehicle.

The dazzling welding sparks immediately flew everywhere.

Wang Hu swung his sledgehammer and smashed it wildly against the composite chest armor of the heavy mech.

thump.

thump.

thump.

Each strike was delivered with brute force.

The breastplate was originally curved and thick enough to withstand heavy machine gun fire, but he had flattened it.

The raised edges of the armor layer were cut open by the cutting disc.

Hot, red-hot debris sprayed all over the ground.

Wang Hu was shirtless, his shoulders and back covered in sweat and oil, his arm muscles taut, and the hammer handle in his hand was almost cracked from being squeezed.

"Crush it another inch."

"This area is uneven; if we weld it on, it will leak."

Little Fire emerged halfway out from under the chassis, clutching a Type IV military-grade thick water pipe in its claws.

"Tiger, whether the roof leaks or not is not the point."

Wang Hu looked up.

"So what's the key point?"

Xiao Huo is very serious.

"His head is showing."

Wang Hu was stunned for a moment, then laughed and cursed.

"Your mouth is becoming more and more like a human's."

Little Fire flicked its tail.

"This is growth."

After it finished speaking, it crawled back under the chassis.

The Cold Spring Type 4 military heat dissipation kit was disassembled.

The silver-gray heat sink core is three times larger than the original broken heat sink.

The thick water pipes have an anti-corrosion coating, and all the joints are military-grade quick-lock structures.

Cut the old pipes with a small torch and toss them aside.

Those old pipes had long been hardened by the high temperature, and they would crack with the slightest bend.

It connects the new tube and tightens the clips with its claws.

"Main loop access".

"Secondary loop access".

"The engine cylinder block is externally mounted with a cooling ring."

"Replace the pressure valve in the spare tank."

Wang Hu shouted from the roof of the vehicle, "How's the welding?"

Little Fire shouted back from below, "The chassis is more reliable than yours."

Wang Hu snorted.

"You'd better say pipe."

Huo Chen sat not far away, watching.

The Black Gear technicians also gathered around.

At first, they wanted to express their opinions.

But after less than five minutes, no one said a word.

Su Yuan stood in front of the car, his left hand pressing against the deformed pitcher plant engine casing.

He didn't bring the blueprints.

There was no surveying equipment either.

The machine's left eye scanned the area once and reported every break point, every stress point, and every pipeline route to Wang Hu and Xiao Huo.

"Add a triangular brace to the left rear frame."

"Cut the forearm frame of the mecha into two sections."

"Welded to the outside of the central beam."

"The shock-absorbing chain buckle does not use the original structure."

"Get the mecha's knee joint bearing."

"Cross over it."

After hearing this, Wang Hu immediately started attacking the wreckage of the mecha.

The cutting machine bit through the armor.

The mech's knee joint bearing was forcibly pulled out, with a broken hydraulic rib still attached to it.

He used a hammer to knock off the excess parts and dragged them under the car.

"This thing is thick enough."

A small flame peeked out.

"It's too thick."

Wang Hu glared at it.

"You still complain?"

Little Fire used its paws to measure the space.

"It's not that I dislike it, it's that I want to cut it."

Wang Hu threw the bearing onto the cutting table.

"cut."

The metal was being cut, producing a screeching sound.

Hot dust fell into the puddles, hissing and emitting white steam.

The roof of the Devourer was quickly covered by new breastplates.

The hole, which was originally missing half, was covered by high-strength composite armor.

Wang Hu stood on the roof of the car, his hands pressing on the armor plates.

"weld."

Su Yuan stood below and took the welding gun.

There were no unnecessary movements.

The welding torch is lit.

Blue and white arcs of fire advanced along the edge of the armor.

The weld is thick, straight, and penetrates very deeply.

The Black Gear repairman watched from the side, his eyelids twitching.

He whispered to his companion, "This isn't some kind of wasteland survival strategy."

My companion asked, "What's that?"

The repairman swallowed hard.

"The patriarch of unorthodox methods."

Under the car.

The small torch connects the main pump of the Cold Spring Type IV to the pitcher plant engine.

Fill it with high-grade coolant.

The clear liquid, tinged with a pale blue hue, flowed through the new pipeline and into the external cooling ring.

On the instrument panel, the cylinder temperature, which was originally stuck in the danger zone, began to drop.

One grid.

Two spaces.

Three sections.

Little Fire was so excited that its paws were trembling.

"Cylinder temperature has dropped."

"Cooling efficiency improved by 240 percent."

"Oil pressure restored."

"The chassis oil pan repair is complete."

"Temporary earthquake-resistant reconstruction complete."

Wang Hu jumped off the roof of the car, his knees slightly bent when he landed.

He raised his hand and patted the roof of the new car.

when.

The solid response satisfied him greatly.

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

"I was too embarrassed to call that sheet of metal a lid."

The small fire crawled out from under the chassis, covered in oil.

"At least it used to be light."

Wang Hu pointed to the armor on his head.

"At least it's not falling now."

Xiao Huo thought for a moment.

That makes sense.

Su Yuan walked to the driver's seat.

The newly welded roof made the interior of the carriage much darker.

The broken window is still there.

The car door is crooked.

However, the entire skeleton of the Devourer has changed.

The mecha's chest armor serves as its top shell.

The mecha's knee axis serves as the main shock absorber beam.

The Cool Spring Type IV cooling system is mounted on both sides of the vehicle body, with thick pipes winding around the frame like blood vessels.

The front beam of the vehicle was reinforced with steel plates.

Two more layers of mecha shoulder armor plates were added to the outside of the winch base at the rear of the vehicle.

It is no longer the piece of scrap metal that was about to fall apart.

It's even more ferocious.

It's heavier.

It's more like a steel beast forged from the ruins of a battlefield.

Xiao Huo jumped back to the control panel and pressed the start check button.

"The main loop is working normally."

"Secondary circulation is normal."

"Engine warm-up."

"Fuel mixture ratio correction".

"The robotic arm brake has been reinstalled."

"The spare water tank is full."

Wang Hu pushed the last bucket of clean water onto the vehicle and secured the Xu survivor to the side of the carriage with a cloth strap.

He looked at the man's pale face.

"This guy better say a few more words after he wakes up."

"The words 'train hounds' make me uneasy."

Xiao Huo was about to respond.

The water under the car suddenly started to shake.

It's not just wandering around.

It has a great rhythm.

a bit.

a bit.

Another one.

Fine ripples appeared on the wet, slippery concrete surface.

Inside the carriage, a wrench hanging from the beam swayed gently.

Wang Hu's expression instantly froze.

"You're here?"

The small fire immediately rushed to the detector.

The screen was initially filled with static.

Then, the red dot appeared from deep within the old track tunnel from which it had come.

One.

Three.

Seven.

Its ears flattened out little by little.

"High-quality mobile body".

Track structure.

"Very fast."

"Abnormal response to the heat source."

"Not a black gear unit."

The unconscious survivor surnamed Xu suddenly opened his eyes.

It was as if a nightmare had been forcibly dragged out of his lungs; his body sprang up suddenly, only to be pulled back down by the cloth strap.

He stared intently into the depths of the tunnel he had come from.

His lips trembled.

"Don't turn on the light."

"Don't let them see the carriage number."

Wang Hu frowned.

"Isn't it too late?"

In the darkness of the tunnel, the sound of heavy tracks rolling over the old rails grew closer and closer.

The metal rubbed against each other, creating a tooth-grinding rhythm.

The water mist was pushed away by the air currents in the distance.

Two blood-red searchlights pierced through the murky fog and shone on the platform.

The red light swept across the ground, across the pump monster's corpse, and across the face of the black gear soldier.

The soldiers began to retreat.

Someone was brandishing a gun.

Some people fell directly into the water.

A loud static noise suddenly rang out in the Black Gear communication band.

All channels were forcibly overwritten.

Then, a cold, mechanical female voice emerged from each communicator.

"An unregistered Blue Star Era scrap car has been detected."

"Train Hounds Group Formation 07"

"Initiate physical cutting and recycling."

The red light pressed down on the front of the Devourer vehicle.

Deep inside the tunnel, a colossal machine, assembled from heavy wasteland alloys, brutal gears, thick tracks, and cutting arms, is tearing through the tracks and hurtling toward you.

Wang Hu gripped the wrench tightly.

Press the console button on the small fire claw.

Huo Chen's guards pushed the wheelchair backward.

The Black Gear soldiers panicked and retreated, and no one could hold their guns steady.

Su Yuan got into the driver's seat.

He did not back down.

With his left hand, he pulled down the newly welded heavy metal handbrake.

Click.

The locking teeth are locked.

He gripped the steering wheel again amidst the red light.