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

The roar from deep within the tunnel grew closer.

It's not a regular track.

It's not a mining truck from Black Gear.

The noise was too heavy.

Every time the old tracks were crushed, the entire underground platform trembled.

The surface of the water first rippled with small circles, then turned into a dense network of ripples.

Inside the Devourer's carriage, the newly welded mech chest armor on the roof emitted a low, resonant sound.

Wang Hu gripped the wrench, slowly turning his neck toward the tunnel.

"Old Su."

"This thing's weight is wrong."

Little Fire lay on the console, its claws quickly brushing away the static screen.

The red dot on the screen is getting bigger and bigger.

It's not a single point.

It's a clump.

Heat source, metal reflection, track friction, motor overload, all crammed into the same contour.

The small fire's tail is taut.

"Its size is more than one-third that of the fortress vehicle."

"The front end has a high-energy rotating structure."

"The track width is more than five meters."

"Master, it's not an ordinary pursuer."

The unconscious survivor surnamed Xu was jolted awake.

He lay on the side of the carriage, his face pale and his lips trembling.

"Don't turn on the light..."

"Don't let it scan the serial number..."

Wang Hu looked down at him.

"Dude, now it's scanning more than just the serial number."

"It practically pressed our faces against the screen while watching us."

next second.

Two blood-red searchlights tore through the water vapor.

The entire tunnel was illuminated in red.

Black fog, white vapor, water droplets, and broken pipes were all suppressed by the red light, leaving them nowhere to hide.

Then, a massive truck emerged from the darkness.

The thick composite armor is layered on top of each other.

The front end is not the mouthpiece.

It consists of three sets of multi-axis cutting saw discs installed side by side.

Each saw blade is as big as half a mecha, with its outer teeth rotating at high speed, the edges covered with sewage and old meat scraps.

Behind the saw blade is the hydraulic arm.

The hydraulic arm is wrapped with a protective chain.

Further back is the main tracked vehicle body.

When the train hounds rushed onto the platform, there was no sign of any higher-dimensional laws.

There are no fancy symbols.

There was no divine pressure.

Only steel.

gear.

Black smoke from the exhaust.

And mechanical crushing that makes your molars ache.

It ran directly over the Pump Monster's corpse.

The grayish-white flesh membrane was caught in the tracks, the broken gears were crushed, and the broken pipes burst open under the vehicle, spraying out several streams of sewage.

The Black Gear soldiers retreated more than ten steps.

Someone slipped and fell into the puddle, almost losing their gun.

The adjutant hid behind a load-bearing pillar, his face still swollen from the slap he had just received.

He looked at the hunting dog, his eyes brimming with barely suppressed excitement.

"They're here..."

"They've really come."

"System-level clearance vehicle."

"Let's see how you run now."

Huo Chen sat in a wheelchair, the bubbles in the life support box churning rapidly.

He didn't speak.

But his fingers were already gripping the edge of the armrest.

The hunting dog stopped at the other end of the platform.

All four tracks braked simultaneously.

Deep scratches were scraped into the wet concrete.

A mechanical female voice emerged from all the communicators.

"Unregistered Blue Star Era scrap car detected."

"Illegal life forms from Earth have been detected."

"Traces of Blue Star parts being pieced together and modified have been detected."

"Cutting and recycling in progress."

A red light swept across the Devourer.

The brush swept over the newly welded roof.

Sweep over the Cold Spring Type IV heat pipe.

My gaze swept over the cracked name tag on the chest of the survivor surnamed Xu.

The survivor surnamed Xu closed his eyes and squeezed out a few words.

"It's over..."

"Hounds don't negotiate."

"It only recycles."

Wang Hu, with a cold face, slung the wrench over his shoulder.

"Then what the hell are they recycling today?"

"I just welded the roof off the car; let it try to touch it."

The voice just fell.

The armor plates on both sides of the hound's front end suddenly sprang open.

The gas valve exploded.

White vapor shot out horizontally.

Four heavy-duty, barbed hydraulic lock sickles were launched from the front of the vehicle.

It is not a thin steel cable.

It's a chain as thick as a forearm.

The front locking hook has three rows of reverse teeth, and the edge also has a cutting secondary blade.

boom.

The first chain scythe pierced the concrete ground to the left front of the Devourer.

boom.

The second one lands to the right front.

bang bang.

The two rear routes were blocked off, preventing any escape.

The four steel cables instantly closed in.

The locking hook did not touch the vehicle body.

They lock the ground directly.

The hydraulic winch started immediately.

The steel cable suddenly tightened.

The entire vehicle, Devourer, was locked from all sides, and the chassis immediately emitted a screeching sound.

Four old tires were forced to slide in the mud.

The black rubber marks were forcibly dragged out.

Wang Hu swayed forward and almost hit the car door frame.

"It's going to drag us over there."

Xiao Huo stared at the dial, his voice becoming shrill.

"Traction continues to rise."

"One thousand tons."

"Two thousand tons."

"The cylinder temperature had just dropped, and now it's soaring again."

"Even Reizei Type IV can't withstand this much."

The three sets of saw blades at the front of the hound began to rise.

The cutting gear rotates at full speed.

The saw teeth stir up the air, tearing the water vapor into turbulent flow.

Less than ten meters away from the Devourer.

Wang Hu cursed, rushed out of the car, and swung his sledgehammer at the nearest lockscythe.

when.

The fireball broke apart.

The chain sickle only has a shallow dent.

The shockwave traveled back along the hammer handle, and Wang Hu's tiger's mouth burst open, bleeding profusely.

His hand trembled, but he still gritted his teeth and gripped the hammer handle.

"Is this broken chain really that stiff?"

Xiao Huo shouted urgently.

"Don't smash it."

"It's a recycling lock specifically designed for hunting dogs."

"Specially designed to drag the Blue Star carriage into the cutting array."

Wang Hu turned and roared back.

"Then what do you suggest we do?"

Xiao Huo looked at Su Yuan.

Su Yuan sat in the driver's seat.

He held the steering wheel with his left hand.

The fractured section of the right wrist was positioned next to the stop lever.

The mechanical left eye rotates at high speed.

Saw blade rotation speed.

Lock sickle angle.

The frequency of steel cable extension and contraction.

Hydraulic valve delay.

The hound tracks are loaded on both sides.

All the numbers were jumping around in front of him.

He did not look at his adjutant.

They didn't even look at the black gear side.

He only looks at machinery.

Look at every potential problem.

Behind the cover in the distance, the adjutant couldn't help but laugh.

"Still pretending."

"Trying to run away after being caught by the kusarigama?"

"This isn't a fight, it's an industrial process."

"Drag it in, cut it open, and disassemble it into parts."

None of the black gear soldiers nearby echoed his sentiments.

They had just seen the Devourer dragging the Pump Monster to its death.

But things are different now.

Pumps are stationary equipment.

Train Hounds are a specialized armed system dedicated to retrieving relics from Earth.

Tonnage compaction.

Armor crushed.

Hydraulic traction compaction.

Huo Chen's brows furrowed more and more tightly.

He whispered, "Without heavy firepower cover, taking on the traction is suicide."

The guard glanced at him.

"Governor, should we open fire to provide support?"

Huo Chen stared at the hunting dog's saw blade.

"Too late."

"Moreover, our firepower cannot penetrate its frontal armor."

in the carriage.

The survivor, surnamed Xu, was panting heavily, his eyes red.

"001..."

"Leave me alone."

"Once the Blue Star components are confirmed, it won't stop."

"It will drag the entire car into the sawtooth pattern."

Su Yuan finally spoke.

"Shut up."

The survivor surnamed Xu was stunned.

Su Yuan looked ahead, his tone calm.

"My car."

"It's not its turn to recycle."

He pressed the clutch with his left foot.

Press down on the accelerator with your right foot.

The newly connected Cool Spring Type IV cooling system immediately started operating at full power.

The thick water pipes on both sides of the vehicle body vibrated.

A pale white mist sprayed out from the gaps in the heat sink fins.

The pitcher plant engine emitted an unprecedentedly smooth roar.

It was no longer the kind of cough that felt like it was about to explode.

It's a high-torque roar supported by water cooling.

Little Fire's eyes lit up.

"The main loop is stable."

"Master, the engine can withstand this kick."

Su Yuan suddenly turned the steering wheel.

It's not about retreating.

Instead, press to the right.

The newly welded knee axle shock absorber on the right side of the Devourer was suddenly subjected to force.

The bearing that brutally traversed the frame emitted a dull, grinding sound.

The entire vehicle tilted to the right to its limit.

The left tire is almost off the ground.

The force angles of the four chain sickles instantly became disordered.

The hound winch is still tightening according to the original procedure.

But the Devourer suddenly tilted, and the right rear chain scythe was pulled out at an extreme angle.

Xiao Huo stared at the data and suddenly shouted.

"The right rear locking sickle hydraulic valve is delayed."

"0.2 seconds."

Su Yuan's eyes remained fixed.

"enough."

He suddenly released the clutch.

Turn the steering wheel all the way in the opposite direction.

The car body bounced back due to the stress from being bent earlier.

The new roof, welded from the mech's chest armor, along with the reinforcing beams above the chassis, were simultaneously lifted upwards.

The saw blade linkage on the right side of the hound was pressed close.

The alloy connecting rod was originally intended to adjust the angle of the saw blade, and it just happened to extend out of the protective zone.

That's exactly what Su Yuan grasped.

The Devourer was not crashing into the saw disc.

It uses the torque of the entire vehicle to lift the roof and forcefully strike the lower edge of the saw blade connecting rod.

Click.

The sickening cracking sound echoed across the platform.

The alloy connecting rod was broken off.

The saw blade on the right side went out of control instantly.

The rotating saw disc veered off course and got caught directly in the hound's own right front track.

boom.

The track protective shell was cut open.

The broken chain pieces were flung out wildly.

The hound's car suddenly veered off course.

Everyone on the platform was stunned.

The black gear technician stared with his mouth agape, unable to close it for a long time.

"he……"

"Did he break the saw blade linkage?"

The other technician turned pale.

"It wasn't broken by impact."

"They used a lock sickle for traction and their own vehicle frame as a crowbar."

"He calculated the time it would take for the connecting rod to extend."

The adjutant's smile froze.

He held onto the supporting pillar, his lips moving for a long time.

"That's impossible."

"Those are hunting dogs..."

Wang Hu stood beside the car, looking at the fallen saw blade fragments, and grinned.

"Standard recycling process?"

"The process is stuck, you brat."

The hound AI is clearly also stuck.

The red headlights on the front of the car are flashing.

Intermittent notifications came through the communicator.

"Right-side cutting unit malfunction."

"Traction path deviation".

"Recycling resistance is higher than normal."

"Switch to a different plan."

"Crushing and recycling".

All four chain sickles disengaged simultaneously.

The hunting dogs gave up dragging.

The remaining two sets of saw blades were retracted halfway.

Then, all four tracks started at full power.

The massive vehicle roared forward.

It's not a technique.

It's not a fancy design.

It's about tonnage compression.

It will crush the Devourer into thin slices on the spot.

Little Fire immediately shrieked.

"It's charging at us."

"The difference in quality between the front and back is too great."

"We can't just crash into it head-on."

Su Yuan pulled out the handbrake lever, which was already broken in half.

The rod was deformed by the torque impact, and the locking mechanism was almost ruined.

He casually tossed it out the window.

The handbrake lever bounced twice after hitting the ground and rolled into the puddle.

"Wang Hu".

Wang Hu immediately turned around.

"exist."

"Steel cable."

Wang Hu's eyes lit up instantly.

He rushed to the back of the car.

The heavy steel cable that had just dragged the pump monster to its death was still hanging on the winch.

The edges of the hook were covered in rust and bits of meat.

Wang Hu grabbed the hook claw and pulled it outwards with force.

"We've got a job."

Little Fire watched as the hound approached, its paws leaving afterimages as it tapped rapidly on the control panel.

"All four types of cold springs are open."

"The water tank pressure has increased."

"The fuel-air mixture ratio is pushed to its limit."

"Master, I can only guarantee it won't explode for twenty seconds."

Su Yuan hangs a high-end garment.

Grip the steering wheel firmly with your left hand.

In the machine's left eye, the hound's front bucket, the remaining saw arm, and the gap in the right track all overlap into a single trajectory.

"Ten seconds is enough."

floor the accelerator.

The Devourer rushed out.

Facing the hunting dogs.

The water-cooling system sprayed out a large cloud of white mist.

The front beam of the vehicle was raised, and the top shell of the mecha armor gleamed with a cold, hard metallic color under the red light.

The Black Gear soldiers have all gone mad.

Why is he still charging forward?

"Isn't this courting death?"

"Hide!"

The adjutant hid behind a pillar, his face contorted in pain.

"Collide."

"Smash it."

"Run that wrecked car over."

Huo Chen suddenly raised his hand and pressed down on the armrest of the wheelchair.

His gaze was fixed on the front wheel of the Devourer.

"wrong."

"It's not a collision."

The hounds are getting closer.

Twenty meters.

Fifteen meters.

ten meters.

The airflow from the saw blade had already reached the front of the Devourer vehicle.

In the very brief moment before the collision, Su Yuan braked by tiptoeing.

It wasn't a sudden stop.

It disrupts the tires' grip.

At the same time, he yanked the newly installed handbrake lever on the left.

The Devourer was thrown sideways onto the concrete platform filled with water.

The front of the vehicle should avoid the bucket directly in front of the hound.

The entire vehicle is fitted with hound side armor at an angle.

stab.

The military armor scraped violently against the hound's side panel.

Mars was stretched out more than ten meters.

Everything inside the carriage was shaking.

The survivor surnamed Xu was strangled by a cloth strip and almost thrown out.

Little Fire clung tightly to the control panel.

"The sideslip angle is too large."

"Scratched on the right side of the vehicle."

"The roof welds are stable."

Wang Hu was already waiting at the back of the car.

As the Devourer slid past the Hound's side, the Hound's right track was damaged by the saw disc, exposing half of the main drive gear housing.

The gap was only visible for a brief moment.

Wang Hu swung his arm in a wide arc.

The steel cable barb, weighing hundreds of kilograms, along with the large wrench in his hand, was thrown out by him.

"I'll take your hook, Tiger Lord."

The grappling hook flies over Mars.

thump.

The center of the main drive track gear slot.

The barbs grip the root of the teeth.

The large wrench was inserted horizontally.

The hound tracks resumed operation the next moment.

The steel cable was instantly tightened.

A terrifying pulling force came from the winch base.

Little Fire was so startled that its tail stood straight up.

"The winch is overloaded."

Wang Hu lunged forward, grabbing the winch base with both arms, veins bulging on his face.

"Fuck your grandpa."

"Bite it down."

Su Yuan did not release the accelerator.

Instead, he used the last angle of the side slide to swerve sharply, causing the rear of the Devourer to swing outwards.

The steel cable was stretched diagonally.

The right track gear of the hound was jammed by a steel cable.

The left track is still pushing forward at full speed.

Thousands of tons of impulse were all misaligned.

The hound's massive vehicle went out of control for the first time.

The front end lunged sharply to the left.

The second half was thrown up due to inertia.

The vehicle's side armor tore through the platform guardrail.

The tracks bounced wildly, the steel cables wrapped around them.

The hunting dog AI keeps reporting errors.

"Driver link error".

"Posture imbalance".

"Posture imbalance".

"Posture imbalance".

The last few words hadn't even finished being played.

The rear half of the hound's vehicle rose up and crashed heavily into the load-bearing column of the control room dome.

Boom!

The load-bearing column was broken in half.

The hound's vehicle overturned.

The right track has completely detached.

The remaining saw blade got caught in the belly of the vehicle, cutting its own oil pipes and cables.

Flames shot out from under the vehicle.

Numerous metal parts, accompanied by sparks, flew everywhere, scattering across the platform.

The Black Gear soldiers froze in place.

three seconds.

No one speaks.

Then, one after another, people gasped for breath.

"It flipped over..."

"The train hounds overturned."

"That beat-up car flipped the system's hunting dog."

"How could this be lifted?"

Huo Chen pressed his hands on the armrests of the wheelchair, and his body actually leaned forward half an inch.

The guard was so frightened that he quickly helped him up.

"Governor."

Huo Chen ignored him.

He stared at the Devourer in the firelight, his eyes losing control for the first time.

The adjutant slid down onto the pillar.

He stared at the burning hound, his lips turning white.

"impossible."

"That's impossible."

"The tonnage difference is so large."

"What gives it the right...?"

A technician next to him whispered a reply.

"Depending on the angle."

"With steel cables."

"Because he knows where the hunting dogs are bad."

The adjutant suddenly turned his head and glared at him.

The technician immediately shut up.

But their eyes said it all.

This is not luck.

This is a monster that takes scrap metal to its limits.

Central platform.

The Devourer completed its final tail-whip.

The rear wheels kicked up the water.

The car body swayed half a circle to the side and came to a steady stop.

A large section of the paint on the side of the car was scratched off.

Several deep marks were left on the newly welded roof.

Steam was rising from the base of the winch.

But the core structure did not fall apart.

The engine was still running at a low speed.

The Cold Spring Type IV radiator was emitting white mist, and the cylinder temperature was steadily decreasing.

Xiao Huo stared at the dial for two seconds, then jumped up completely.

"The chassis is stable."

"The main loop is stable."

"The cracks in the winch base are controllable."

"Master, we haven't broken up."

Wang Husong turned off the winch, sat down directly on the floor, and gasped for breath.

He looked at his split hand and then at the overturned hunting dog.

"Oh shit."

"Cool."

The survivor surnamed Xu stared blankly out the car window.

The hounds are still burning.

The system recovery vehicle that once made him tremble at the mere mention of its name was now overturned on the platform, its tracks broken into several pieces, its saw disc stuck in its abdomen, and its red lights flashing.

His throat bobbed.

"hound……"

"He got taken down by the driver..."

Wang Hu heard this and turned to look at him.

"What driver?"

The survivor surnamed Xu stared at Su Yuan's retreating figure and whispered, "Over on Blue Star..."

"Only someone who can drive a car to this level deserves to be called a racer."

Su Yuan pushed open the deformed car door.

My boots sank into the puddle.

He ignored the stares of those around him.

They walked straight toward the burning remains of the hunting dog.

The hound's engine hadn't completely stopped.

A cutting arm twitched and rose.

The saw blade was half-rotating, producing intermittent electrical sparks.

The mechanical female voice effect stutters during playback.

"Recycle……"

"Recycle……"

"Recycle……"

Su Yuan raised his foot and stepped on the joint of the cutting arm.

Grab the exposed ribbon cable with your left hand.

Pull hard.

Crack!

Several ribbon cables with flickering electric arcs were forcibly torn off.

The hound's last red light went out halfway.

Su Yuan walked into the rift in the belly of the car.

The room was filled with grease, burnt insulation, deformed gears, and a broken control box.

His mechanical left eye swept around.

Finally, they located a metal box with a red breathing light inside the central control cabin.

The box was secured by three layers of shockproof frames, and the system number was engraved on the outer shell.

Wasteland Railway Navigation Center.

Su Yuan reached out and grabbed the shockproof frame.

Click.

The first layer was broken.

Click.

The second layer cracked.

A self-destructing current flashed on the third layer.

Su Yuan directly pushed the severed section of his right wrist over.

The non-existent cross-section caused the current path to fail instantly.

He twisted it with his left hand.

The entire navigation hub was pulled out.

The hound remains were completely extinguished.

At the same time.

The screens at several hidden monitoring points on the edge of the wasteland suddenly went black.

The expressions of the warlord spies who were watching this place changed drastically, and they hurriedly pulled out the receiver.

"The signal is lost."

"Hound Team 07 has gone missing."

"Stop watching, log off now."

There's something wrong with that car.

On the Black Gear platform.

The soldiers watched as Su Yuan walked back from the fire, but no one dared to approach him.

Even the adjutant lowered his head.

He had just been hoping the hounds would shred the Devourer.

The hunting dogs are now useless.

Su Yuan was holding its brain in his hand.

Huo Chen remained silent for a moment, then raised his hand to signal the guards to step back and not block his way.

Su Yuan returned to the carriage and tossed the still-hot navigation hub to Xiao Huo.

"dismantle."

The little fire immediately pounced on it, almost burning its paws, and quickly used a cloth to press down on the joint.

"The outer casing temperature is high."

"The central government is still alive."

"I'll try physical wiring."

Wang Hu tossed over a roll of old thread.

"Should I use a sledgehammer to turn it on?"

Xiao Huo didn't even look up.

"Tiger, your sledgehammer is only good for being permanently shut down."

Wang Hu clicked his tongue.

"Okay, you can do it."

The small torch hound's central hub is connected to the Devourer's console.

The screen first displayed a bunch of red gibberish.

Subsequently, the AM low-frequency pulse emitted by the mechanical left eye was injected through the interface.

The garbled text began to collapse.

The red warnings were replaced by rows of old-fashioned route maps.

Soon, a massive wasteland railroad map filled the screen.

Countless broken tracks, underground stations, maintenance wells, artifact storage areas, and abandoned transfer lines are intertwined.

The little fire's golden vertical pupils slowly widened.

"Owner."

"This is the wasteland train survival railway network."

"Many lines have been hidden."

Wang Hu leaned closer, his eyes lighting up.

Are there any supply depots?

The little fire claw slides across the map.

Soon, a huge site marked with a red circle appeared.

Next to the site are hound icons, warehouse icons, and sealed blue star markers.

The name pops up.

Blue Star Expeditionary Force Relics Dock.

Wang Hu nearly slammed the wrench onto the roof of the car.

"That name sounds like it means fat."

"Old Su, are we going to make a fortune this time?"

Su Yuan looked at the map but didn't speak immediately.

Side of the carriage.

The tattered dust suit on the chest of the survivor surnamed Xu suddenly moved.

He had an old-fashioned walkie-talkie in his arms.

It kept crashing before.

The outer casing was cracked, and the antenna was bent into a semicircle.

Now, that thing suddenly started making crackling noises.

Everyone turned to look.

The little fire claw hovered in mid-air.

Wang Hu suppressed his excitement.

The walkie-talkie was initially filled with the howling of wind.

There is also metal friction.

Then, a woman's intermittent cries escaped from inside.

"This is... the seventh station of the Abyss..."

"Armored carriage number 013 is about to derail..."

"The defenses have collapsed..."

"Any passing Blue Star racer..."

"Help us..."

The survivor surnamed Xu suddenly opened his eyes wide.

He struggled to raise his hand and pressed it firmly against the old walkie-talkie.

On the screen, a series of blurry coordinates flashed twice amidst the snowflakes.

The small fire immediately rushed over.

"The coordinates are disappearing."

Su Yuan extended his left hand and pressed it against the edge of the control panel.

The mechanical left eye clicked and spun.

On the map, next to the Blue Star Expeditionary Force Relics Depot, a hidden side quest slowly lights up.

There are four characters marked at the end.

The seventh stop in the abyss!

..........................

Su Yuan!