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

The coordinates on the screen are still flashing.

The seventh station of the abyss.

The four words hung at the end of the Wasteland Railroad map. The hidden branch line next to it looked like it had been forcibly pulled out from the cracks in the system. The lines were incomplete, the color was dark, and it looked like it could break at any moment.

Little Fire lay on the control panel, its paws rapidly manipulating the hound navigation hub.

It peeled away the red gibberish layer by layer.

An old railway map is unfolded.

Let's elaborate further.

Finally, an area sealed off by a thick black cordon was placed right in the center of the branch line.

The little fire's tail suddenly froze.

"Owner."

"This road passes through the bone-shattering magnetic storm zone."

Wang Hu had just put the wrench back in his waistband when he heard this and frowned.

"The name doesn't sound like a proper place."

The small torch zooms in on the map.

A row of old wasteland markers popped up on the screen.

Passage is prohibited.

Metal tear zone.

Magnetic pressure anomaly.

Survival rate is zero.

Wang Hu's lips twitched as he looked at the last four words.

"This map is quite chatty."

On the side of the carriage, the survivor surnamed Xu was leaning against a cloth strip, panting.

He had just been saved by the water, his face was still ashen, his protective suit clung to his thin bones, and with each rise and fall of his chest came a hoarse cough.

Upon hearing the words "bone-shattering magnetic storm zone," he shuddered violently.

"Don't go there..."

Wang Hu immediately squatted down.

"You know?"

The survivor surnamed Xu reached out and grabbed Wang Hu's wrist.

His hands were cold, and his knuckles were so thin they were painful.

"The bone-shattering magnetic storm zone... is not as simple as a storm."

"The magnetic pressure there can twist ordinary metal directly, axles can bend, gears can fly, and steel plates can curl up on their own."

"If a person stands outside, the buttons on their clothes will be torn through their skin."

Wang Hu looked down at the metal buckle on his waist.

"Is this outrageous?"

The survivor surnamed Xu coughed up a mouthful of black liquid.

Xiao Huo quickly dragged over an old cloth to catch it.

The survivor surnamed Xu had nothing but fear in his eyes, and his throat was so dry it was cracking.

"That's not the real problem."

"It's a hunting dog."

Su Yuan sat in the driver's seat, his mechanical left eye still focused on the screen.

He didn't turn around.

"explain."

The survivor surnamed Xu took a deep breath, as if his lungs were still blocked with mud.

"Train Hounds are system-level recycling units."

"When it dies, it sends a signal to the lower-level scavengers that it is no longer needed."

"The cleaners won't send anyone."

"It will unleash a storm."

The carriage fell silent for a moment.

The little fire claw stopped.

Wang Hu slowly raised his head.

"Release the storm?"

The survivor surnamed Xu nodded, his lips trembling.

"Rust storm".

"Specializing in cleaning up unrecyclable Earth debris."

"The metal will be fully magnetized, the circuitry will be completely burned through, and all exposed structures will be ground into powder."

He stared at Su Yuan's back, almost pleading.

"001, we need to find cover immediately."

"Don't try to tough it out."

"That wasn't artillery fire."

"That's because the system emptied an entire area like a waste bin."

The words had barely left his mouth.

A low tremor came from deep within the underground dome.

It's not hound tracks.

It's not a fortress vehicle engine either.

farther.

Even more stifling.

It's like the entire wasteland is turning over underground.

The limestone above the platform began to crumble.

Fine dust fell onto the newly welded roof of the Devourer, making a rustling sound.

The barometers on the Black Gear soldiers' tanks were all jumping around erratically.

Someone looked up, and their expression changed instantly.

"Precipitation ahead of the geomagnetic storm!"

"The upper dome is resonating!"

Huo Chen's wheelchair platform was slowly pushed forward from beside the fortified vehicle.

Inside his life support box, a pale liquid was churning, and numerous bubbles were rising from the transparent tubing.

He looked at Su Yuan, his face no longer showing the composure he had just displayed.

"Ten minutes."

Wang Hu looked at him.

"What, ten minutes?"

Huo Chen raised his hand and pointed to the top of his head.

"The rust storm will sweep here in ten minutes."

"Black Gear has a super-heavy air-raid shelter 500 meters underground."

"The antimagnetic layer is twelve meters thick."

"We can survive the first wave."

Wang Hu glanced at the Devouring Wasteland.

"Where's our car?"

Huo Chen remained silent for half a second.

"give up."

Wang Hu's brows immediately furrowed.

Huo Chen did not avoid his gaze.

"I'm not trying to provoke you."

"That's common sense in the wasteland."

"Without a dedicated heavy-duty antimagnetic shell, a vehicle cannot survive more than thirty seconds in a rusty magnetic storm."

"Your vehicle was just repaired after hunting dogs; it's been badly fixed, but there are too many patches, too many seams, and too much exposed metal."

He looked at Su Yuan.

"People can go in."

"The car can't get in."

The small flame's tail tightened slightly.

It's very clear.

Huo Chen's words were not meant to be sarcastic.

The Devourer had just completed a major overhaul, but that was for battlefield emergency rescue.

The roof of the vehicle features a mecha chest armor.

Shock absorption is the mech's knee axis.

The cooling system is a military-grade kit.

A steel cable for hunting dogs was also hanging from the back of the vehicle.

These things are strong, rough, and fierce.

However, under extreme magnetic pressure, the joint becomes a weak point.

Wang Hu didn't say anything, but just gripped the wrench tighter.

Su Yuan finally looked away from the screen.

He looked at Huo Chen.

"Is there anti-magnetic armor in the bunker?"

Huo Chen nodded.

"have."

"There's also a core supplies depot."

"But there wasn't enough time to move them."

Su Yuan said, "Open it."

Huo Chen frowned.

"You want to modify the car on-site?"

"Ten minutes is not enough."

Su Yuan spoke in a very flat tone.

Whether it's enough or not is up to me.

Huo Chen stared at him.

A few seconds later, he raised his hand, ready to give the order.

Just then.

The adjutant suddenly moved.

He had been standing by the inner door of the fortress vehicle, his face still bearing the handprint left by Huo Chen, his eyes gloomy, and his shoulders trembling violently.

He didn't dare say a word after the hunting dog was overturned.

He could hear the Scavenger Magnetic Storm, and he completely broke down.

"Don't open it!"

The adjutant suddenly rushed toward the control panel.

The guards were a beat too slow to react.

"Stop him!"

The adjutant had already rushed to the control panel and grabbed the highest emergency isolation switch with both hands.

Huo Chen's face darkened.

"You dare!"

The adjutant turned around, his eyes bloodshot.

"Why wouldn't I dare?"

"The hunting dog is dead!"

"The system cleaner has arrived!"

"It was all because of that car!"

He roared hysterically, pressing his arm down hard.

Click.

The switch has fallen to the bottom.

Alarms went off across the entire platform.

Red warning lights lit up in rows along the wall.

The lead-steel explosion-proof door, several meters thick, crashed down from the upper track.

The first course.

The second one.

The third way.

The door closed, and the ground shook, causing the puddles to slosh around.

The deepest part of the fortress, including the anti-magnetic armor depot and the core material depot, was completely sealed off.

At the same time, the water supply pipe connecting the external platform to the main black gear pipeline was also forcibly cut off.

The pipes that were supplying water to the Devourer suddenly jolted.

The water flow has stopped.

Xiao Huo looked up, his golden vertical pupils instantly turning cold.

"The water supply has been cut off."

Wang Hu rushed directly towards the blast door.

"You fucking want to die!"

The adjutant stood inside the buffer layer, separated by thick explosion-proof glass.

His face was pressed against the glass, his expression contorted.

Come on!

"Smash it!"

"Aren't you supposed to be really good at dismantling things?"

"Take this door apart and show me!"

Wang Hu swung the wrench, ready to smash it.

Su Yuan raised his hand.

Don't waste your energy.

Wang Hu clenched his teeth so hard they made a loud noise.

The adjutant laughed even more wildly.

"Bad luck!"

"You hunted the hounds, and the scavengers came looking for you!"

"Why should the Black Gear die with you?"

"That wrecked car deserves to be the scapegoat outside!"

Inside the buffer zone, the Black Gear soldiers who hadn't had time to retreat deeper were all frozen in place.

Someone looked at the Devourer outside and shook their head.

"It's over."

"No cover, no anti-magnetic layer."

"That car can't hold up."

"What a pity."

"Yeah, that was really intense."

"Magnetic storms don't respond to that."

These words couldn't be heard outside through the glass.

But the shape of the mouth and the expression are clear enough.

Huo Chen sat in his wheelchair, his face ashen.

The guards held down the adjutant, trying to drag him away.

The adjutant, however, gripped the control panel tightly, laughing so hard his shoulders shook.

"Nobody drive!"

"Let him die out there!"

"Let the system see that it's him, not the Black Gear!"

Su Yuan stood on the platform.

A red alert was flashing on half of his face.

The mechanical left eye rotates once.

There was no roar.

There were no unnecessary movements.

He turned and walked toward the remains of the hunting dog.

Wang Hu was stunned for a moment.

"Old Su?"

Su Yuan raised his hand and knocked on the cover of the Devouring Wasteland vehicle.

"start."

Xiao Huo reacted instantly and jumped out of the car window.

"A hunting dog?"

Su Yuan looked at the overturned and burned system recovery truck.

"Take it apart down to the bone."

Wang Hu's lips gradually parted into a smile.

"Understood."

"The auto parts market is now open for business."

He picked up the hydraulic shears and rushed toward the hound's remains.

Xiao Huo dragged the cutting machine out of the toolbox, shouting as he ran.

"Tiger, start by removing the underside of the car!"

"The hound chassis has an anti-magnetic suspension module."

"The front bucket is made of superhard alloy."

"Side plate armor can also be used."

Wang Hu grabbed the crack in the shell of the hunting dog's remains.

Tell me the location!

A small fire crawled into the belly of the car, and the rear was covered in oil.

"Bottom left!"

"Go further in!"

"Not that one, that one's a discarded pipe!"

Wang Hu gripped a heavy support with hydraulic clamps.

Tighten the jaws.

Click.

The support broke.

Beneath the hound's remains, a set of dark, suspended modules was revealed.

The outer casing still has a system number, and most of the wiring harness is burnt, but the core mechanical structure is intact.

Wang Hu's eyes lit up.

"This thing is fat enough."

He pulled the chain and secured the module.

"pull!"

Two black gear soldiers stared in disbelief behind the glass.

"Is he really going to demolish it?"

"That's the chassis for hunting dog retrieval."

"System-specific components, all interfaces are locked."

"What's the point of locking the interface? Does it look like it's going to connect?"

outside.

Wang Hu showed absolutely no intention of cooperating.

For areas that hydraulic shears cannot cut, use a cutting machine directly.

The cutting machine was spewing sparks everywhere.

After burning through the protective layer, he swung the sledgehammer and broke the clips directly.

Little Fire was jumping up and down in frustration.

"Don't attack the core axis!"

"Break through the outer shell!"

Wang Hu continued smashing as he replied.

"Know."

"I played with great restraint."

Xiao Huo stared at the half-section of the protective plate that he had smashed away with his hammer, and remained silent for half a second.

"Your sense of propriety is rather wasteland-like."

Su Yuan stood next to the Devourer, his mechanical left eye scanning the hound structure and then the Devourer's chassis.

"The front bucket cuts into three sections."

"Welding the locomotive head in the middle section."

"The left and right sections are pressing against the side beams."

"The anti-magnetic suspension module does not require the original system."

"Remove the electronic valve."

"Leave the mechanical buffer core."

The small fire is rising.

"Master, after the electronic control is removed, it is left with only passive antimagnetism."

Su Yuan said, "What I want is to be passive."

"The more advanced the system, the more prone it is to being burned by geomagnetic storms."

Xiao Huo understood instantly.

"Downgraded and modified".

"Fully mechanical antimagnetic".

Wang Hu dragged out the first set of anti-magnetic suspension modules, his shoulder veins bulging.

"That sounds so corny."

"But it's undeniably down-to-earth."

The adjutant was still smiling behind the bulletproof glass.

But as he watched, he couldn't laugh anymore.

The hound's remains were dismembered piece by piece.

Reverse magnetic suspension.

Super hard bucket.

Side armor.

Hydraulic buffer arm.

Thick track cover.

Even the protective bearing after the saw disc broke was forcibly broken off by Wang Hu and used as a reinforcing ring for the front beam of the Devourer.

There is no crane.

There are no factories.

There is no precision platform.

It consisted of just one military welding machine, a bunch of rivets, a few buckets of machine oil, and a few chains.

Wang Hu was in charge of the demolition.

Xiao Huo was in charge of receiving it.

Su Yuan was responsible for determining where each piece of scrap metal should die.

The Devourer was raised.

Four additional hound anti-magnetic suspension modules have been added beneath the original chassis.

At the front of the vehicle, the super-hard alloy bucket is welded on in three overlapping sections, with the edges bearing the original serrated scratches of the hound, making it so fierce that it sends chills down your spine.

The sides are covered with heavy armor, layer upon layer pressing down on the doors and the central beam.

The Cold Spring Type IV thick water pipe was re-coiled into an external circulation system, forming a rough arc along both sides of the vehicle body.

The winch base at the rear of the vehicle was covered with a hound track cover, like a ring of iron armor around the lower back.

In just a few minutes.

The Devourer had visibly grown larger.

It's still a broken-down car.

But it's no longer shabby.

Like a heavily armored beast rising from a pile of scrap metal, covered in weld scars, oil stains, and the remains of a recently dismantled system, it devoured the hounds, leaving only its skeleton.

Inside the buffer zone, the soldiers were completely stunned.

"Is this a car repair shop?"

"Is this a car being built on-site?"

"He disassembled the hunting dog into parts."

"The system's recycling truck was, in turn, recycled."

After someone finished speaking, they realized how outrageous it was, and their mouth remained agape for a long time.

The adjutant's face grew increasingly grim.

He stared intently at Su Yuan outside, muttering to himself.

"impossible."

"There's not enough time."

"Once the geomagnetic storm arrives, it's all over."

Huo Chen gave him a cold look.

"You'd better pray he lives."

The adjutant turned around abruptly.

Huo Chen's voice was very low.

"Otherwise, I'll make you suffer worse than death in this bunker."

The adjutant's throat moved, but he didn't dare to reply.

Outside the platform.

The dome shook more and more violently.

The limestone above cracked open, and red sand poured in from the crack.

The air pressure plummeted.

All the exposed iron plates began to tremble slightly.

As soon as Xiao Huo finished connecting the last high-pressure corrosion-resistant water pipe, his entire body was pulled by the magnetic field, causing his hair to stand on end.

"Owner."

"The geomagnetic storm has reached the outer edge of the platform."

Wang Hu drove the last rivet into the car body.

"Can the car move?"

Xiao Huo looked at the dial.

"It can run."

"But where to run is the question."

Su Yuan opened the driver's door.

"up."

Wang Hu was stunned for a moment.

"What?"

Su Yuan got into the driver's seat and gripped the steering wheel with his left hand.

"Go to the highest point of the platform."

Little Fire's eyes widened in surprise.

"Master, that spot is right in the wind!"

"The strongest magnetic pressure!"

Su Yuan shifted gears.

"Perfect."

Wang Hu glanced at him, then at the newly welded super-hard bucket on the front of the vehicle.

Suddenly I understood.

"You're going to use a magnetic storm to press the weld seam?"

Xiao Huo gasped.

"Master, are you using natural disasters as a heat treatment furnace?"

Su Yuan pressed the clutch.

"Isn't it supposed to be for cleaning up scrap parts?"

"Let it help with the cleanup."

Outside the car, the red wall had already encroached on the entrance to the underground platform.

The sonic boom tore through the air.

The outer concrete dome was completely torn off.

Red sand and metal powder mixed together to form a swirling wall that swept in.

The external lighting tower of the Black Gear instantly bent.

Several trailers that couldn't be moved in time were lifted half a meter and then pressed back to the ground by a strong magnet, their bodies twisted into a ball.

The soldiers behind the bulletproof glass all retreated.

The adjutant's face had just shown a hint of pleasure.

next second.

An electrical spark erupted from the control panel of the isolation door.

The internal wiring of the heavy explosion-proof door was burned through by a magnetic storm.

The door is stuck.

The ventilation system of the buffer layer has stopped.

Temperatures began to soar.

The soldiers panicked.

"The door won't open!"

"Cooling has stopped!"

"It's uncomfortably hot inside!"

The adjutant lunged at the control panel and frantically slammed the buttons.

"Open the door!"

"Open it!"

The button does nothing.

His expression changed instantly.

The highest level of isolation he had just personally set up has now locked them in the buffer zone as well.

Huo Chen closed his eyes.

"idiot."

outside.

The engines of the Devourer roared.

Cold Spring Type IV Full Power Start.

The pressure in the freshly filled water tank reached the edge of the red zone, and a large amount of white cold mist was sprayed out from both sides of the vehicle.

The mist was torn apart by the red sand as soon as it left the pipe.

Su Yuan engaged the heavy handbrake and shifted into low-speed four-wheel drive.

Wang Hu sat in the passenger seat, a wrench across his lap, his eyes fixed on the road ahead.

Xiao Huo gripped the edge of the control panel with his claws.

"Main loop limit".

"Secondary loop limit".

"The passive response of the antimagnetic suspension is normal."

"The temperature of the fixed weld seam in the bucket is rising."

Su Yuan released the handbrake.

floor the accelerator.

The Devourer suddenly rushed up the highest slope of the platform.

The super-hardened bucket at the front of the vehicle met the red magnetic storm.

boom.

The entire car was weighed down by the wind.

Four sets of anti-magnetic suspensions gripped the ground simultaneously, producing a piercing mechanical friction.

The leading edge of the bucket splits through the red sand and metal dust.

The geomagnetic storm looked like it was going to break the front of the car apart.

The edges of the hound's armor began to turn red.

The temperature at the junction of the old chassis and the new armor of the Devourer surged.

Xiao Huo stared at the data, and his voice changed.

"The weld has entered the high-temperature shaping zone!"

"The frame is twisting more!"

Wang Hu pressed down on the side armor; he could feel the heat even through his gloves.

"Old Su, if you keep burning it like this, the car'll be cooked!"

Su Yuan didn't release the accelerator.

"Water cooling".

Xiao Huo immediately slammed the valve shut.

Military-grade extreme water cooling cycle fully activated.

The tank full of purified water was pumped into the external pipeline, passed over the outside of the high-temperature weld, and instantly turned into a violent white mist that sprayed out from the gaps in the car body.

high temperature.

Strong magnet.

cool down.

Three forces were tearing at the frame of the Devourer.

The newly welded hound armor was magnetically pressed firmly against the old chassis.

The rivets were pressed in place.

The weld seam was squeezed together.

The reddish edges contracted rapidly under the wash of white mist.

The car body emitted a series of continuous metallic grinding sounds.

It's like all the loose bones have been forcibly fastened together.

Behind the explosion-proof glass.

Huo Chen gripped the armrest of his wheelchair, his eyes fixed on the Devourer in the storm.

The Black Gear technician was speechless.

Someone's lips trembled.

"He's using geomagnetic storms for final compression."

"High-temperature shaping".

"Extreme water cooling".

"Passive antimagnetism counteracts the distortion."

"This is not about braving a storm."

"This is repairing a car in a storm."

Upon hearing this, the adjutant's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground.

He looked at the heavily armed truck covered in red sand outside the glass, and his arrogance vanished completely.

"madman."

"He's a madman."

The temperature of the buffer layer is getting higher and higher.

The soldiers began to tear open their collars, sweat pouring down their faces.

But no one cursed Su Yuan outside anymore.

Because they suddenly realized.

The magnetic storm couldn't be stopped by the isolation gate; the car was directly in its path.

Moreover, the higher it goes, the more stable it becomes.

The Devourer stopped at the highest point of the platform.

The truck's front bucket cleaves through the wind.

White mist was sprayed from both sides of the vehicle body.

The old system number on the hound armor twisted and turned black under high temperatures.

The old chassis and the new armor meshed perfectly.

Little Fire stared at the dial, its golden vertical pupils widening little by little.

"The stress on the chassis has decreased."

"The weld is stable."

"The anti-magnetic suspension has been completed simultaneously."

"Owner."

"It's closed."

Wang Hu grinned, his face covered in sweat and grime.

"What's this?"

"A wasteland sauna?"

Little Fire flicked its tail.

"It's more like giving a car a bath."

Wang Hu burst into laughter.

"We're going to use magnetic storms for a bath, this car is something special."

Su Yuan watched as the red wall of fury in front of him gradually thinned, his mechanical left eye rotating steadily.

He didn't laugh.

I just pressed the accelerator down another half inch.

The Devourer pushed forward three meters against the last wave of magnetic pressure.

Deep trenches were plowed into the concrete beneath the bucket.

The last layer of loose welded edges was flattened.

The lingering dark red heat from the car body slowly receded along the armor patterns.

The storm's aftershocks have subsided.

Red sand falls to the ground.

The platform was littered with bent steel frames, burnt cables, and scattered metal dust.

The Devourer stopped in the middle of the ruins.

It was steaming.

The front of the truck has a heavy and menacing bucket.

The side armor is integrated with the frame.

Four sets of anti-magnetic suspension make the car body stand taller.

The Cold Spring Type IV heat pipes are still emitting white mist.

The car no longer looked like a piece of junk that had just been pulled out of the mud.

It's like a steel beast that has just emerged from a disaster.

The explosion-proof door was finally pried open manually.

People rushed out from the buffer zone, panting heavily.

The adjutant also climbed out.

He had just steadied himself when he saw the Devourer slowly turn around.

The superhard alloy bucket was aimed at him.

The adjutant's knees buckled, and he knelt directly on the ground.

"Governor."

"I was just doing this for the Black Gear."

"I really did it for Black Gear."

Huo Chen was pushed out by the guards.

He didn't look at the Devourer.

Let's look at the adjutant first.

The adjutant crawled over and grabbed the edge of the wheelchair.

"Governor, I was wrong."

"I'm just afraid of retaliation from the system."

"I don't want anyone to die."

Huo Chen drew his gun from the guard's waist.

The adjutant's pupils contracted sharply.

"Governor!"

The gun muzzle was pressed down.

boom.

The adjutant tilted his head back, fell to the ground, twitched twice, and then became still.

None of the black gear soldiers around spoke.

Huo Chen returned the gun to the guard, his face deathly pale.

"Drag it away."

Two guards immediately stepped forward and dragged the adjutant's body aside.

Huo Chen turned to Su Yuan.

This time, he positioned the wheelchair platform in front of the Devourer vehicle.

He looked up at the car, then at Su Yuan in the driver's seat.

"Black Gear owes you one."

Su Yuan opened the car window.

Don't owe.

"Get the things."

Huo Chen nodded.

He raised his hand and pressed a hidden switch on the inside of the wheelchair armrest.

Behind the platform, a hidden door disguised as a drainage ditch slowly rose up.

It's not ordinary supplies inside.

There are six black shockproof cases.

The surface of the box is printed with old-fashioned radiation symbols and old-fashioned Blue Star seals.

The Black Gear soldiers' expressions changed drastically when they saw the boxes.

"A nuclear battery?"

"Governor, that's something we've kept under wraps."

Huo Chen ignored them.

He personally signaled to the guards to push the box next to the Devourer.

"Old-fashioned nuclear batteries."

"Group Six."

"It can withstand long-distance, high-load operations."

"It can also power the external circulation and anti-magnetic suspension of your car."

Wang Hu's eyes lit up immediately.

"That's a pretty impressive gift."

Xiao Huo had already jumped out of the car window and was circling the box.

"Standard old-fashioned interface".

"The seal is intact."

"Low attenuation rate."

"Master, this is very good."

Su Yuan glanced at Huo Chen.

"receive."

Wang Hu immediately carried the box.

Connect the small fire wire.

Six nuclear batteries were fixed to the lower middle section of the Devourer, encased in hound armor, and then connected to an external energy distributor.

On the control panel, the power bar suddenly surged.

The little fire's tail stood up straight.

"Nuclear power supply access."

"The anti-magnetic suspension has been converted from passive to semi-active."

"The standby cooling circulation pump is now online."

"The overall range of the vehicle has been greatly improved."

Wang Hu patted the inside wall of the carriage.

"Hey bro, got your fill?"

The Devourer's engine vibrated softly, as if in response.

At the same time.

The Black Gear private communication network can no longer suppress information.

In a corner of the platform, a few maintenance workers secretly transmitted the clip they had just heard.

The wasteland scavenger frequency exploded instantly.

"The external platform of the Black Gear water source station, assembled vehicles bravely withstood rust and magnetic storms."

"That's bullshit, you think you can just tough it out with a geomagnetic storm?"

"There are visuals; see for yourself."

"Holy crap, is that bucket from a hunting dog?"

"The system hound was disassembled into parts?"

"Whose car is this?"

"The number is unclear, but we know that the black gear calls it the Devourer."

"The Devourer? Remember that, don't mess with it."

Su Yuan didn't watch those channels.

He only looked at the coordinates of the seventh station in the abyss.

The survivor surnamed Xu was secured to the side of the carriage, and his chest heaving became more stable.

He looked at the newly connected nuclear battery inside the car, then at Su Yuan, and his lips moved slightly.

"Are you really going to the seventh station?"

Wang Hu slammed the last box shut.

"It's already been repaired to this extent, wouldn't it be a waste not to go?"

The survivor surnamed Xu did not look relaxed.

"That's not just a distress point."

"There is an abyss track below the seventh station."

"Many cars went in and never came back up."

Su Yuan shifted gears.

"Hold on tight."

Huo Chen spoke from outside the car.

"I had someone open the hidden entrance to the old railway."

He raised his hand in greeting.

The Black Gear soldier immediately ran towards the side control panel.

This time, no one dared to try anything funny.

At the end of the platform, the track gate covered in red rust slowly opened.

A sunken old railway track was revealed, leading into the darkness.

The lingering red fog from the storm still tumbled between the tracks.

The lights of the Devourer came on.

The new locomotive's bucket pushed aside scrap iron and red sand.

With the nuclear battery providing low-frequency power, the vibration of the entire vehicle becomes more stable.

Wang Hu placed the wrench next to his seat.

Little Fire lay back on the control panel, its paws resting on the hound navigation hub.

"Seventh Abyss Station Side Quest Locked."

"Hidden track access".

"The magnetic residue ahead is high, but the vehicle can pass."

Su Yuan stepped on the gas.

The Devourer charged into the remaining storm fog.

As the vehicle swept past the edge of the platform, the Black Gear soldiers instinctively moved aside.

No one raised a gun.

No one spoke.

Huo Chen sat in his wheelchair, watching the heavy truck disappear into the tunnel, the liquid in the life support box slowly stabilizing.

It was very dark inside the tunnel.

The track is damaged.

Old-fashioned route signs hang on both walls, many of the words of which have been rusted away.

The Devourer sped along the hidden old railway.

The newly installed anti-magnetic suspension constantly adjusts between broken rails and cracks, making the vehicle much more stable than before.

Wang Hu took a sip of water and screwed the lid on the cup.

"Old Su, this car is really different now."

"It used to be so broken it could be fought over."

"Now we can fight just by looking at them."

Xiao Huo stared at the screen.

"Don't relax."

"The signal at the seventh station of the Abyss is very weak."

"The walkie-talkie is still receiving intermittent distress calls."

On the side of the carriage, the old walkie-talkie on the chest of the survivor surnamed Xu started making static again.

The woman's cries could be heard intermittently.

"The Seventh Station of the Abyss..."

"Armed carriage number 013..."

"The track has collapsed..."

There's something below...

The background noise swallowed the second half of the sentence.

Su Yuan's mechanical left eye moved slightly.

"distance?"

Xiao Huo replied, "Thirty-seven kilometers to go."

The Devourer continued to accelerate.

The tunnel began to descend.

The slope is getting steeper and steeper.

The old lights on the wall had long been extinguished, and only the headlights of the car cut a path through the darkness.

Ten kilometers.

Twenty kilometers.

Thirty kilometers.

suddenly.

Su Yuan pressed the clutch with his left foot and slammed on the brake with his right.

The Devourer's body shook violently.

The anti-magnetic suspension was pushed to its limit.

The tires left long, black marks on the tracks.

Wang Hu lunged forward, gripping the seat tightly with both hands.

"What's wrong?"

Xiao Huo looked up, then froze completely the next second.

In front.

The track is broken.

It wasn't just a small section that collapsed.

The entire old railway was torn in half, with jagged, outward-curving breaks.

Beyond the broken track lies a bottomless abyss.

When the headlights shone down, only the swirling fog below was visible.

then.

A red dot appeared in the fog.

One.

ten.

One hundred.

Hundreds of scarlet electronic eyes rose from the depths of the abyss.

A dense swarm of train hounds, using their track claws and cutting arms to grip the cliff face, frantically climb up the vertical rock surface.

Wang Hu slowly gripped the wrench.

The little fire claw pressed down on the control panel, and red dots filled the lower half of the screen.

The old walkie-talkie on the chest of the survivor surnamed Xu suddenly lit up.

A string of passwords appeared on the snow-like screen.

"Seventh station, outer bridge access permission, enter countdown timer, 20 seconds."

Su Yuan looked at the broken rails and the swarm of mechanical insects below, then gripped the steering wheel tightly with his left hand again.

The headlights of the Devourer were pressed against the edge of the broken track.

The first hunting dog below raised its cutting arm, and the scarlet searchlight shone directly on the newly welded superhard alloy bucket on the front of the vehicle.