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

The moment the gun barrel was aimed at the cockpit of the Devourer, the entire Seventh Station became eerily quiet.

The red-hot cannon muzzle was slowly raised and steadyed in the dark position.

The armored compartment No. 013 was riddled with bullet holes, with a damaged bulletproof net hanging on the side. Several pieces of armor plate were cut open, and the internal wires were exposed, with sparks jumping out intermittently.

But its main gun is still alive.

The massive cannon barrel locked onto the Devourer.

The locking beep of the gun control radar sounded like a sharp, drawn-out chorus inside the carriage.

The little fire claws rested on the control panel, its tail taut.

Wang Hu gripped the wrench and lowered his head by half.

Xu Shen leaned on the chair, his face completely drained of color.

The woman's hoarse voice rang out again from the loudspeaker.

"three."

Wang Hu's eyes twitched.

"Holy crap, is this for real?"

Xu Shen frantically pounded on the car window.

He reached up to pull at the dustproof suit on his chest, trying to reveal the physical nameplate of the Pangu Field Operations Team underneath.

But his hands were shaking badly.

The buttons on my clothes were stuck together with mud and blood, and I couldn't open them no matter how hard I pulled.

He opened his mouth as if to shout.

His throat was full of foul blood and black liquid, and in the end he could only squeeze out broken coughs.

"Tang...Lan..."

No. 013 stopped.

The recoil mechanism at the base of the gun barrel begins to pressurize.

The red heat emanated from deep within the cannon barrel, as if it wanted to swallow everything in front of it.

The little firefighter cried out urgently, "Master, the enemy's main gun is charging!"

Wang Hu cursed, "Can't she see Xu Shen?"

Xiao Huo stared at the detector, speaking very quickly.

She doesn't believe it.

"Xu Shen's vital signs in her system had long since dropped to zero."

"Moreover, we had too many hound parts attached to our vehicle, so she mistook us for a high-quality replica of a law enforcement vehicle assembled by the system."

Wang Hu's face twitched.

"These days, you have to check the authenticity of a car before you can drive it. That's ridiculous."

Su Yuan did not respond.

He sat in the driver's seat, his left hand's mechanical eye zooming in and out at high speed.

In his view, the body of armored car No. 013 was disassembled into layers of structural diagrams.

Cannon barrel.

Bulkhead.

Rebound spring.

Turret base ring.

Hydraulic support.

Tracked load-bearing wheels.

Chassis web.

There was also an abnormal tremor at the base of the turret that was almost invisible to the naked eye.

He noticed that with each slight upward tilt of the cannon barrel, the base would shift off by half a millimeter.

wrong.

The recoil spring broke.

The gun mount is subjected to biased force.

Next, continue.

On the right side of chassis number 013, a drop of dark black hydraulic oil fell onto the iron plate.

The oil droplets were smoking, with burnt edges.

Inferior quality oil.

high temperature.

The oil leak in the chassis was too close to the ammunition compartment.

The left eye of the Su Yuan Machinery is turned to the heat sink on the side of the turret.

One-third of the heatsink was blackened.

The cooling cycle is almost gone.

This carriage, number 013, is no longer an armored vehicle.

It was an iron coffin that was held up by its last breath.

Tang Lan continued counting down over the loudspeaker.

"two."

Xiao Huo suddenly looked at Su Yuan.

"Owner!"

Su Yuan pressed the clutch with his left foot.

The right foot did not touch the brake.

He floored the accelerator.

The Devourer's engine roared on the spot.

The Cold Spring Type IV thick pipe suddenly bulged, and the nuclear battery power supply bar instantly rose.

The hound armor, which had just been compressed in the magnetic storm, emitted a low vibration.

Wang Hu's eyes widened.

"Old Su, you're here again?"

Su Yuan suddenly pulled the side brakes.

The heavy Devourer was thrown sideways across the metal plate of the position.

The truck's bucket scraped past the spent cartridge cases scattered on the ground, sending sparks flying along the metal plate.

The four sets of hound anti-magnetic suspension were pushed to their limits and then rebounded in a very short time, forcefully pushing the entire heavy-duty truck out of an unreasonable sideslip arc.

The No. 013 turret rotated.

But its turret ring is too old.

The hydraulic response was a beat too slow.

It's just this half-beat.

The Devourer slid past the front side of carriage 013, its front end almost running over the outer edge of the other carriage's tracks.

The massive vehicle fell directly into the blind spot below -15 degrees of the main gun's firing angle in the next instant.

The cannon muzzle was still pointing forward.

The Devourer had already moved close to the bottom of its cannon barrel.

The main guns couldn't bring it down.

Wang Hu was thrown by the inertia and his shoulder hit the door frame, wincing in pain.

"Awesome."

"How can this get stuck in a blind spot?"

Xiao Huo had no time to sigh; he was staring intently at the gun control radar.

"Main gun lock-on lost!"

"But they're still forcibly firing!"

Su Yuan released the steering wheel with his left hand for half a second, then slammed the horn down.

The high-pitched whistle of the Devourer echoed through the breached territory.

It wasn't just random pressing.

Alternating lengths.

rapid.

hard.

It has the metallic whine characteristic of old-fashioned vehicles.

Upon hearing the first few paragraphs, Xu Shen froze completely.

"Moss code..."

Wang Hu was stunned.

"What?"

Xu Shen's eyes instantly reddened.

"Universal code for armored soldiers in the old era of Blue Star".

Xiao Huo has already translated the horn signal onto the screen.

The recoil spring broke.

The chassis is leaking oil.

If you recharge it, it will explode.

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

"That's a really hardcore way to greet someone."

"When someone yelled 'Don't fire!', Lao Su immediately cursed at her, saying her car was crazy."

The countdown has reached zero.

Inside carriage number 013.

Tang Lan pressed one hand on the firing button, her knuckles taut.

Her face was covered in soot, she had an old wound on her forehead, and a simple bandage was stuck to her left eyebrow bone.

The two operators behind him had bloodshot eyes, staring intently at the gun control screen.

On the screen, the outline of the Devourer suddenly disappeared.

The gun control system was flashing red incessantly.

The target has entered the downward blind spot.

Insufficient gun depression angle.

Abnormal chamber pressure.

The re-entry mechanism is in error.

Tang Lan gritted her teeth.

"I don't care what it is."

"We can't afford to be bitten by the hounds again at the seventh stop."

She pressed the fire button.

There was no sound of artillery fire.

Only the sickening crackling of gears emanating from inside the turret could be heard.

The gun mount suddenly sank.

The red alarm lights filled the entire gun control compartment.

The main gun is locked when fired.

Chamber pressure overload protection.

Malfunction of the re-entry mechanism.

The ammunition feeder is paused.

One of the operators turned pale.

"Captain, the cannon didn't fire!"

The other man stared at the Devourer, which was pressed against the blind spot of the cannon barrel outside the side window, his throat dry.

"It hid in a blind spot."

"It wasn't luck."

Tang Lan stared intently at the observation window.

She saw the strange vehicle, clad in hound armor, parked below her cannon barrel, its front bucket almost touching the side armor of number 013.

It did not fire.

They did not retreat.

It just lies there in the blind spot.

It's like rubbing her main gun's face on the ground.

What's even more terrifying is that whistle from just now.

The recoil spring broke.

The chassis is leaking oil.

Recharging it will cause the barrel to explode.

She suppressed these problems for a full ten days.

They didn't dare to write everything in the maintenance log of the seventh station.

They only glanced at the strange car.

It was reported.

Tang Lan gritted her teeth, and the veins on the back of her hand bulged.

"Speaker it out."

The operator hesitated.

"team leader?"

"Speak it out!"

Through the loudspeaker, Tang Lan's voice was filled with suppressed anger.

"If Xu Shen is alive, why did the life support system on Earth reach zero a week ago?"

"You're using the Hound's shell, Hound's navigation hub, and Hound's anti-magnetic module in a carpool, and you still dare to say you're not a high-quality counterfeit of the Cleaner?"

"Everyone disarm and get out of the vehicle."

"Hand over the hound navigation core."

"Accept physical testing."

"Otherwise, we still have machine guns."

Click click click.

The armor plates on both sides of carriage 013 were flipped open.

Two rows of old-fashioned heavy machine guns were visible.

Several of the gun barrels are bent.

The ammunition box was covered with tape.

Many of the brass buckles on the chain have turned green.

But the gun barrels still lined up and pressed towards the Devourer.

Wang Hu sneered.

"Okay."

"The cannon is broken, yet they still have machine guns; they're stubbornly clinging to the ceiling in the wasteland."

Little Fire whispered, "Master, the enemy's defenses haven't been lifted."

Xu Shen was so anxious that his face contorted.

"Tang Lan!"

"It's me!"

He shouted those words with all his might, and then coughed up a mouthful of black liquid.

Outside the vehicle, turret number 013 remained stationary.

Tang Lan was silent for two seconds.

"Xu Shen's voiceprint can be faked."

"Hounds can mimic humans."

Wang Hu got angry.

"Screw you."

"We just shot a pack of hunting dogs off the bridge and brought your men back, and you're pointing a broken machine gun at us?"

The small fire claw was pressed on the weapon control.

"Master, should we suppress it?"

Su Yuan pushed open the car door.

Wang Hu immediately stopped him.

"Old Su, she's still holding the machine gun up."

Su Yuan didn't even glance at the two rows of gun barrels.

"She didn't dare to hit him."

His military boots stepped onto a metal plate covered with bullet casings.

Click.

The cartridge case was crushed.

He walked to the side of carriage 013.

The two rows of machine guns moved slightly in response.

Several gun barrels were raised inside the bunker.

Deep within the position, the survivors hid behind sandbags, their eyes tense.

Su Yuan stood beside track number 013, his mechanical left eye scanning the area.

He pointed to the dried mud above the tracks.

"Dry grinding of the main load-bearing wheel and the auxiliary shaft."

Tang Lan's expression changed inside the carriage.

Su Yuan then pointed to the right track.

"More than 70% of the chain links are cracked."

"If you run another three kilometers, the tracks will break by themselves."

He looked up at the machine gun's feed belt.

"The brass clasps are all rusted green."

"If you dare to fire continuously for twenty seconds, the jamming rate will exceed 60%."

Inside the carriage, an operator subconsciously looked down to check the ammunition supply status.

Tang Lan said sternly, "Don't let him lead you astray!"

Su Yuan raised his hand and grabbed an exposed cable outside the bunker next to him.

The cable was charred black, and it looked like it was still connected to the defense array.

He ripped it off.

The cable was completely dry; there wasn't even a spark.

Su Yuan threw the broken wire on the ground.

"The bunker defense array has run out of basic power."

"It's not that you don't want to quit."

"It's because your beat-up car can't even generate enough torque to shift into reverse."

After those words were spoken, no one inside Unit 013 uttered a sound.

Cold sweat streamed down the faces of the two operators.

Inside the bunker, the survivors exchanged glances.

Someone lowered the muzzle of the gun by half an inch.

It's not surrender.

Their confidence has been completely stripped away.

Tang Lan gripped the armrest, her chest heaving noticeably faster.

She wanted to argue.

But every word was stuck in his throat.

Because Su Yuan was absolutely right.

Number 013 hasn't been on duty for the past few months.

It is slowly becoming obsolete.

Just then.

The vehicle, number 013, suddenly jolted.

A cracking sound came from under the chassis.

Just now, I forcibly charged the main cannon, completely tearing open the already overheated pipes that were on the verge of collapse.

High-temperature steam was ejected from the underside of the vehicle.

Immediately afterwards, the dark black hydraulic oil on the right side of the chassis was ignited.

The flames quickly spread along the oil stains, and in the blink of an eye, they reached the underside of the car.

Xiao Huo's pupils contracted.

"The chassis is on fire!"

Wang Hu turned his head.

"Where is the ammunition depot?"

Xiao Huo glanced at it, and his face darkened.

"Right above the front line."

Inside Unit 013, high-temperature alarms were sounding incessantly.

The red light makes people dizzy.

The operator frantically pressed the fire extinguishing button.

"No problem with the fire extinguisher!"

"Automatic isolation valve malfunction!"

"The temperature in the ammunition compartment is rising!"

Tang Lan rushed towards the side door and pulled the crank lever hard.

The airtight door remained completely still.

After the circuit burned out, the hydraulic lock became stuck.

The people inside went crazy and started smashing the door with crowbars.

bang.

bang.

bang.

The door was only dented in a few places.

It can't be opened at all.

A young operator stared at the thermometer until his throat became hoarse.

"Ammunition depot nearing the red line!"

"Captain, if it goes up any higher, we're doomed!"

Tang Lan's face was deathly pale, but she continued to pound on the door.

"Keep prying!"

"Don't stop!"

Inside the outer bunker, the survivors were in complete chaos.

"Fire at 013!"

"The ammunition magazine is about to explode!"

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!"

The group had only taken two steps when they stopped.

Because they know.

If No. 013 were to explode, half of the platform would be destroyed.

Beside the Devourer vehicle, Wang Hu had already rushed towards the cooling pipe.

Su Yuan spoke.

"Wang Hu, deputy supervisor of Lengquan, highest valve."

Wang Hu did not hesitate for a moment.

"Come!"

He ripped off the thick military-grade cooling pipe from the side of the Devourer.

White frost immediately formed on the surface of the pipe, and he turned the valve all the way to the bottom.

"then!"

The thick pipe was thrown towards Su Yuan.

Su Yuan caught it with his left hand, used his other severed wrist to brace against the tube, and stepped directly into the edge of the sea of ​​fire.

The heat wave hit him.

The mechanical left eye did not blink.

He pulled out heavy hydraulic shears from his waist.

The little guy cried out urgently, "Master, the outer armor of chassis 013 is very thick!"

Su Yuan has found the location.

Inspection port.

The thinnest part of the outer armor.

He swung the hydraulic shears and brought them down precisely.

Click.

The outer panel of the access panel is cracked.

The second time.

The entire deformed protective plate was smashed and collapsed.

The third time.

The hydraulic pliers gripped the crack, and Su Yuan used his arm to forcefully tear open a gash.

Flames raged inside, and black smoke billowed out.

Su Yuan did not back down.

He shoved the thick pipe from the cold spring directly into the ammunition compartment.

"open."

Wang Hu pounded on the valve next to the Devourer.

The pressure of the secondary pipe of the cold spring type 4 is at full.

Military-grade coolant at sub-zero temperatures was pumped into the interlayer of chassis 013 at maximum pressure.

The white mist exploded instantly.

The flames were forced to shrink back.

Acrid, toxic fumes billowed from the cracks, choking the survivors who retreated in fear.

Wang Hu covered his nose and cursed.

"This smell of smoke is so strong that even the King of Hell would say it's delicious."

Xiao Huo stared intently at the temperature curve.

"The fire is subsiding!"

"The temperature outside the ammunition compartment is beginning to drop!"

Xu Shen leaned against the car door, his eyes red.

"Tang Lan is still inside!"

Su Yuan did not turn around.

"He's not dead."

His mechanical left eye suddenly turned downwards towards the turret.

The fire has been brought under control.

However, the primer of the shells ready to be fired in the ammunition feeder had already been heated to a red-hot state.

The ammunition feed belt is still moving due to inertia.

A shell got stuck on the feed rail, only a short distance from the barrel.

If the ammunition feed mechanism continues to engage, the shell will still be pushed into the hot barrel, and something will still go wrong.

The small fire was also swept away.

"Master, the ammunition feeder has not completely stopped!"

"The primer of the shell is abnormally hot!"

Wang Hu's expression changed.

"Is there another plan?"

Su Yuan threw off the gloves that had been burned.

His left hand was covered in black oil and ash.

He turned around and pulled out half of a discarded tungsten steel drive shaft from the side of the Devourer's carriage.

That thing was originally a spare reinforcement component; it was rough, heavy, and had burrs on the edges.

Wang Hu's eyes twitched as he watched his movements.

"Old Su, what are you doing?"

Su Yuan walked to the outside of the No. 013 ammunition feeder.

There is a maintenance cover there.

The bolts were all rusted.

He didn't remove the bolts.

The hydraulic clamps snapped on directly, twisting and pulling.

The cover was lifted.

The gears inside were still meshing at a low speed, carrying tens of tons of torque, pushing the feed chain forward little by little.

The high-temperature shell was only five centimeters away from the barrel.

Inside the carriage, Tang Lan saw this scene through the observation window, and her pupils contracted sharply.

"Don't touch the ammunition feeder!"

"The torque will snap your hand!"

Su Yuan ignored him.

He gripped the tungsten steel drive shaft with his left hand, aiming it at the blind spot of the ammunition feeder track.

The mechanical left eye locks the gear meshing gap.

one second.

Half a second.

The gear has just revealed its narrowest angle.

Su Yuan shoved the drive shaft in.

Click!

A piercing sound of metal breaking apart exploded.

The feeder gear set jammed on the spot.

The drive shaft bent instantly, and its surface was gnawed with deep marks by the teeth.

The torque from behind continues to push forward.

The next moment, the two small gears shattered, and the fragments pierced through the outer shell of the ammunition feeder and flew into the adjacent wall.

The ammunition feed chain stopped.

The shell was stuck five centimeters from the gun barrel.

It did not move again.

Xiao Huo stared at the readings, his voice suddenly rising.

"Disconnect the ammunition feed chain!"

"The shell wasn't loaded!"

"The ammunition detonation chain has broken!"

Wang Hu let out a long breath, then couldn't help but laugh and curse.

"They stuffed the drive shaft into someone else's ammunition feed machine."

"This kind of repair method is so bad that even a repair manual would call the police."

Xu Shen leaned against the car door, feeling as if all his energy had been drained away.

He stared at Su Yuan's retreating figure, his lips trembling for a long time.

"Blue Star Racer..."

"He really is a Blue Star racer..."

Inside room 013, the temperature finally stopped rising.

The coolant was still spraying wildly from the interlayer, and white mist rolled out from under the car, mixed with black smoke, which stung people's eyes.

After the hydraulic lock on the airtight door was subjected to forced cooling, it finally loosened.

Tang Lan kicked wildly inside.

boom.

The second time.

boom.

The third time.

The door was broken open.

Tang Lan and two operators, their faces covered in soot, stumbled and fell out of the room.

One of them landed and immediately lay on the metal plate, panting heavily.

Another person was clutching the edge of the ammunition box, his hands still trembling.

Tang Lan held onto the car door frame, struggling to stay upright.

She first looked at the bottom of chassis number 013.

The fire is out.

The ammunition compartment temperature gauge stopped below the red line.

The outer casing of the ammunition feeder was torn open, revealing a tungsten steel drive shaft that was bent out of shape.

Su Yuanzheng stood beside him, slowly pulling the drive shaft out of the gear's dead angle.

The drive shaft was severely deformed, and its surface was covered with bite marks.

His left palm was scalded black, and his knuckles were covered in a mixture of engine oil and coolant.

But his expression didn't change much.

There are no rules.

There are no higher-dimensional methods.

There was nothing there that the survivors of the seventh station couldn't understand.

It's all about watching, dismantling, smashing, jamming, and cooling down.

It's all pure Earth mechanical craftsmanship.

Tang Lan's throat moved.

She originally wanted to question them.

I would like to continue the investigation.

They wanted to force the other side to hand over the hound core.

But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't say the words.

Inside the bunker, several survivors of Station 7 peeked out.

Their faces were etched with the marks of gunpowder and exhaustion; their protective suits were patched and mended, and some even had bandages on their arms.

Upon seeing that No. 013 hadn't exploded, that Tang Lan was alive, and that Su Yuan had pulled the life-saving drive shaft from the bomb feeder, some people immediately sat down behind the sandbags and wiped their faces.

Putty and tears mixed together, covering his face completely.

"Someone's really here..."

"We didn't wait in the wrong place."

"Not a hunting dog."

"He's a driver."

Hearing this, Wang Hu carried the cooling pipe over and grinned, "Now you believe me?"

One of the survivors awkwardly lowered his gun.

"I'm sorry about earlier."

Wang Hu snorted.

"If you really fired your guns, then it's not about apologizing now, it's about keeping things simple after the fact."

The man's lips twitched, but he didn't dare to refute.

Tang Lan straightened up.

She looked at Xu Shen.

Xu Shen, supported by Wang Hu, stepped off the Devouring Wasteland.

He walked very slowly, each step feeling like he was stepping on a knife's edge.

Tang Lan froze when she saw his face.

"Xu Shen?"

Xu Shen tore open his dustproof suit.

The nameplate of the Pangu Field Operations Team was revealed.

The identification number, blood type, and field team identifier are all there.

It was just mottled from being corroded by mud and water.

Tang Lan's eyes instantly reddened.

She rushed over and grabbed his shoulder, but didn't dare to use force.

How are you still alive?

Xu Shen coughed a few times, his smile looking more like a grimace.

"I almost died."

"The area beneath the pumping station has been submerged for who knows how long."

"They fished it out."

Tang Lan looked up at Su Yuan, then at the Devouring Wasteland.

The vehicle was parked in the field, its front bucket still bearing the scratches of the hound's remains, its side armor steaming, and its cooling pipes hanging from chassis number 013, as if keeping this broken-down carriage afloat.

She remained silent for a long time before finally whispering, "My name is Tang Lan."

"Temporary acting commander of the seventh station."

Wang Hu raised an eyebrow.

"temporary?"

Tang Lan glanced at him.

"The official commander is dead."

"The deputy commander is dead."

"The maintenance chief is dead."

"I'm the only one left who can fire."

No one laughed when he said that.

Xu Shen asked in a low voice, "How many people are left at the seventh station?"

Tang Lan's lips moved slightly.

"Twenty-three."

"Fifteen of them can stand up."

"The nuclear battery ran out three days ago."

"The clean water supply ran out yesterday."

"Car number 013 is the last carriage that can operate at full speed."

She looked at number 013, her face filled with barely suppressed bitterness.

"It's practically useless now."

Wang Hu looked at the car and stroked his chin.

"It's not entirely hopeless."

A small fire peeked out from the window of the Devourer.

"Give me half a day, and I can get it to drag slowly."

Wang Hu added, "If you give Lao Su half an hour, he might start running around grumbling."

Tang Lan looked at Su Yuan.

What do you want?

Su Yuan tossed the deformed drive shaft aside.

"Old Blue Star route map".

"Abyss Rail Access".

"Usable water, ammunition, and spare parts."

Tang Lan did not bargain.

"Give me whatever you can."

"But we need to get out of here first."

Wang Hugang wanted to ask why.

Suddenly, a sickeningly loud thud came from beneath my feet.

It wasn't the sound of cannons.

It's not a track.

The entire underground platform's framework is misaligned.

The thick rock above had cracked open with more than a dozen long fissures.

Each one is tens of meters long.

Iron slag poured down from the cracks, slamming against the iron plate with a crackling sound.

Immediately afterwards, groundwater gushed out, mixed with rusty mud, and rushed down the wall.

The steel frame platform on the left side of the position tilted suddenly.

Several boxes of ammunition slid out, hit sandbags, and spent cartridges rolled everywhere.

The small fire was quickly extinguished and returned to the control panel.

"The ground tilt is increasing!"

"The load-bearing structure at the bottom of the seventh station has fractured!"

"The left side is sinking!"

Wang Hu helped Xu Shen up.

"Damn, when it rains, it pours, right?"

Tang Lan's face turned deathly pale.

She gripped the door frame of car number 013 tightly and yelled at Su Yuan, "The base's load-bearing axle was sawed in half by the hunting dogs!"

"The outer bridge was crushed by the heavy weight just now, and it broke completely!"

"This place won't last ten minutes before it collapses into the pyromagnetic layer!"

Another metallic twisting sound came from deep within the platform.

The ground suddenly tilted further to the left.

The survivors inside the bunker scrambled and crawled out.

"Bring the wounded!"

"Ignore the ammo boxes!"

"Bring the water purifier bucket!"

Carriage number 013 also slid half a foot, and the right track made a screeching sound.

Tang Lan rushed to Su Yuan, her voice trembling.

"We must attach number 013 to the winch at the rear of your vehicle immediately."

"Charge forcefully into the old, abyssal track below!"

Wang Hu looked towards the end of the platform.

The track opening, which was originally blocked by waste, is now revealing a section of old black rail as the ground collapses.

A dull thud came from below.

One at a time.

It looks like a large, heavy object is digging deep into the rock strata.

The small fire detector screen showed a large number of abnormal red dots.

"There is a moving heat source below."

"There are a lot of them."

Xu Shen's expression changed.

"Heavy wasteland drilling swarm".

Tang Lan gritted her teeth and grabbed the door frame of car number 013.

"Don't just stand there!"

"Connect the winch!"

"Now!"