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

"All traction."

Su Yuan raised his hand.

"Sever."

Wang Hu was the first to move.

Half of his body was hanging outside the side door, blood-stained rags pressing down on the steel cable, one foot braced against the threshold, the other on the side beam. Hearing that word, he didn't turn around; the hydraulic shears in his hand directly engaged the quick-release ring of the auxiliary cable.

Click.

The first steel cable loosened.

The old steel cable on the third pillar of the platform was removed by the old engineer. He turned the winch half a turn, the spring snapped open, and the thick cable hit the wooden board, making the kerosene lamp flicker twice.

Inside number 013, Tang Lan pressed down on the brake lever.

"Number 013 is half-dead."

The tracks gripped the rails, and the entire carriage sank down.

The young survivor pressed himself against the tailgate, his flashlight lowered to the lowest setting, his eyes fixed on the right wheel, number 005.

"Wheel wedge number 005 is still there."

"Twenty-two tail beams."

The old mechanic guarded the four water cups in the third section.

"He didn't jump in the third quarter."

The maintenance team is also working on it.

Two maintenance workers removed the temporary steel cable from the front of the dummy tractor. Another worker knelt at the left end of the line, not removing the iron wedge in his hand, but disconnecting the outer safety chain.

Wang Hu finally cut the auxiliary cable on the centerline guide wheel base.

As soon as the steel cable was released, the three short code strikes on the underside of the dummy tractor were completed.

when.

when.

when.

The platform quieted down.

All that remained was the burnt smell of the brake pads from the vehicles being pressed and heated, mixed with the smell of grease from the old wooden planks.

The flame of the kerosene lamp flickered against the inner wall of the glass cover, then stabilized.

No one spoke.

The fake traction machine was stuck at the left lane. There was an iron wedge in front of the front wheel and a wooden wedge on the side of the rear wheel. The words "Temporary replacement parts for traction machine" were still visible on the side panel of the vehicle.

It didn't knock again.

They didn't refund it again.

The two sets of drive wheels under the vehicle came to a complete stop.

The small torch swept across several lines.

"No audio output".

"No main hook contact".

"External connection disconnected."

"The power reading of the 'false traction brain trailer' has returned to zero."

Wang Hu was still clutching the hydraulic shears in his hand, and his lips twitched slightly.

"Dead?"

No one answered.

Tang Lan asked from channel 013, "Lead car, should we add a wedge?"

Wang Hu also looked at Su Yuan.

"Boss, I'll go up and add two more iron wedges. It can't move right now."

Su Yuan did not see the fake brain traction.

His mechanical left eye was facing the bottom of the platform's wooden planks.

There is a vibration curve at the edge of the main screen, which is very low, almost covered by the idle speed of the chassis.

That line did not originate from the sham traction brain.

On the platform.

Su Yuan spoke.

"Don't touch any of them."

Wang Hu stopped.

"It didn't move."

"The platform is moving."

The tip of the small flame pressed down on the keyboard, immediately amplifying the slight vibration under the wooden board.

Several low-frequency lines were separated.

A line at the bottom of the left side.

One below the center line cover.

One at the base of the right-line guardrail.

The three lines have different frequencies, yet they all start to rise at the same second.

Xiao Huo lowered his ears.

"Mechanical linkage".

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a muffled thud came from below the left side of the opening.

It's not a rotation pair.

It is an old hydraulic lock depressurization.

thump.

The hydraulic locks beneath the dummy tow truck retracted simultaneously, loosening the metal wedges in front of the front wheels by half an inch. The tow truck didn't move backward, but it released the load-bearing point at the left lane entrance.

Immediately afterwards, the cover plate bridge in the center line began to sink.

It didn't fall off in one piece.

The front end is lower.

The rear end is still sticking out from under the platform's wooden planks, as if it's being suspended by a slanted hinge.

The right-side guardrail has been flipped up.

Beneath the guardrail, the edge of a row of black dismantling slots was exposed. Thin steel plates were lifted one by one, and the low-speed rollers inside rotated half a circle.

The platform's three tracks are misaligned simultaneously.

The left outer rail is pulled back.

The central line is sinking.

The right edge is raised.

The artificial white line where the train crew was positioned began to veer off course.

The loudspeaker of the storage system was immediately switched on.

"A risk of tail contamination has been detected."

"The only safety measure is to unload the 005 tail anchor."

"Please implement tail isolation immediately."

Below the platform on the right, two limit posts slowly pressed towards the right wheel of number 005.

They didn't crash.

They pressed against the wheel rim, pushing little by little, squeezing No. 005 towards the right-side disassembly slot.

Tang Lan immediately reported the number.

"Tail beam number 013, number twenty-four."

Add a little more heat.

"Twenty-five."

"Twenty-six."

In the third quarter, the veteran mechanic shouted, "The water cup is tilted to the right, the poison gas safety is at number twenty-three."

Li Wei tightened the shoulder straps of the sleeping soldier, causing the veins on the back of his hand to bulge.

In the wounded area, someone instinctively grabbed the edge of a seat, but then let go, afraid of accidentally triggering the release bar.

The young survivor stood by the tailgate; his flashlight didn't tremble, but his shoulders were stiff.

He saw that the right wheel of number 005 was slightly moved by the limiter.

The wooden wedge made a clicking sound.

Tang Lan glanced at him.

Report.

The young survivor's throat bobbed.

"Right wheel wedge number 005".

"Swaying within half a foot."

"Twenty-six tail beams."

In the control room, a technician's face was pale.

"The three tracks are misaligned simultaneously."

He stared at the model, his lips dry.

"This can't be disassembled on-site. It's not electronically controlled; it's mechanically linked."

Lu Mingyuan remained silent.

The old engineer squatted by the platform, his face darkening as he felt the vibration coming from beneath the wooden planks.

"Breaking the traction is only the first step."

Several maintenance workers on the platform stopped.

They had just been delivering powder and steel cables, and now, watching the centerline cover slowly sink, even the old wooden plank under their feet felt soft.

The storage system continues broadcasting.

"Unload anchor number 005".

"After unloading, the main train, the third section, and No. 013 can enter the center line access section."

"Twenty seconds left in the countdown."

The metal plaque at the central access section has been flipped over again.

The words on it are still the same.

001 First car access section.

However, the cover plate below the metal plate is now three inches lower.

Wang Hu cursed.

"Still deceiving the median line."

Su Yuan looked at the limit post near the right wheel of No. 005.

"Tang Lan".

"exist."

"Relax the brakes by half a step."

Everyone in room 013 looked up.

Tang Lan didn't ask any questions and simply moved the brake lever forward half a notch.

Car No. 013 gently swayed forward.

The No. 005 tail anchor was pulled forward by the tail hook and also took some weight. The sway that was originally pushed to the right by the limit stake was suppressed by its own weight.

The stress on the tail beam did not decrease.

But it didn't continue to rise.

Tang Lan reported.

"Twenty-six, stop."

Su Yuan said, "Wang Hu, lime powder, the center line sinks to the edge."

Wang Hu picked up the bag of lime powder and jumped from the side door to the edge of the platform.

The maintenance worker tried to help, but he pushed him away with his shoulder.

"Don't block it."

He bent down and sprinkled lime powder along the lower edge of the center line cover plate.

The dust fell but wasn't absorbed.

It rolled down the slanted seam between the cover plate and the platform, leaving a clear diagonal line.

Zoom in on the small torch.

"It's not negative pressure."

"The powder dust rolled down the hinge seam."

Wang Hu looked up.

"Hinges?"

Su Yuan looked at the end of the center line cover.

"Flip the board."

The veteran engineer realized what was happening and his expression changed instantly.

"The center line is not a bridge, it's a flap."

Su Yuan continued, "When the train goes up, the front wheels go down, and the rear is pushed by the right-line limit post, the whole train will tip over into the dismantling tank."

The small torch model was quickly completed.

The center line cover plate is lower at the front and higher at the back.

The right-side guardrail has been flipped up.

No. 005 was pushed to the right by the limit stake.

If No. 005 is cut off at this moment, the tail of No. 013 will be lighter, and the latter part of the third section will rise. The Devourer and the preceding vehicle will slide along the centerline cover.

The cover can flip up.

The disassembly slot on the right side perfectly catches the chassis.

The calculation results were projected out using a small torch.

"Roll over in three seconds."

"Number 005 is currently pressing down on the tail end of the flip panel."

"By not cutting the tail anchor, we can actually prevent the flip angle from forming."

The platform fell silent for a moment.

The tail anchor, which was just announced to be unloaded, has now become a heavy object pressing down on the flap.

Su Yuan switched to the support team channel.

"Old engineer."

"exist."

"Hand-cranked winch, third column. Right wheel number 005, secondary fixation."

The veteran engineer picked up the steel cable.

"Did you hear that? The tail!"

The maintenance worker immediately dragged the hand-cranked winch towards the direction of number 005.

Someone passed wooden wedges, iron wedges, and clamps to the tail end.

Someone lay down on the edge of the platform and threaded the steel cable through the ground anchor hole.

The right-line limit stake is still pressing on the right wheel of number 005.

The rim of wheel number 005 gripped the wooden wedge, squeezing out a black edge of sludge.

The young survivor pressed against the tailgate and glanced at it with his low-lights.

"Deepen the wedge pressure on the right wheel."

"The limit bollards are still being pushed."

"Tail beam 26.4".

Tang Lan did not turn around.

"Continue reporting."

The younger survivor's voice became a little more steady.

"No cracks found on the right side bottom beam of No. 005".

"The external isolation chamber is stable at low temperatures."

"Tail beam 26.3".

The veteran engineer led his team to No. 005, and the steel cable went around the third column of the platform, then through the hand-cranked winch, and was fastened to the bottom beam hole on the outside of the right wheel of No. 005.

Wang Hu rushed back from the front, grabbed the hook, and pushed it into the hole.

The wheel stop was pressing down on No. 005, leaving only a palm's width of space next to the wheel.

Wang Hu rolled the blood-stained cloth strip up half an inch and reached inside, rubbing the rim of the wheel with the back of his hand.

"Shake it a little."

The veteran engineer held down the winch.

"Half a circle."

The steel cable was taut.

Wang Hu took advantage of that half-circle to wed the hook into the hole in the bottom beam.

"Bite down."

Su Yuan said, "Receive."

The hand-cranked winch began to struggle.

The two maintenance workers shook the machine together, their faces turning red.

The steel cable was stretched into a rigid line.

The right wheel of No. 005 was pulled by the third column, and the limit stake was pushed again, and the force was diverted to the column and the platform anchor.

The tail end of the centerline cover was pressed down by the dead weight of No. 005.

The sinking speed has stopped.

The right-side guardrail was flipped halfway and got stuck.

crunch.

After a long thud, the platform stopped veering.

Xiao Huo stared at the model.

"The flip-up angle has been reduced by 0.7 degrees."

"The lateral tilting force of the right-side disassembly groove has decreased."

"Section 3 Poison Gas Insurance 21"

Tang Lan reported.

"Tail beam number 013, number 25".

The young survivors followed suit.

"Number 005, right wheel stable."

The veteran mechanic shrugged in the third quarter.

"The water cup is back in center."

In the control room, the technician who had just said that the mechanical linkage couldn't be disassembled stood in front of the main screen, his mouth opening and closing.

In the stress model, the four points—the 005 tail anchor, the third column of the platform, the 013 semi-locked anchor, and the front of the Devourer—are connected to form a ballast frame.

The veteran engineer glanced at the model and immediately shouted in the channel.

"Wooden wedges, iron wedges, and clamps, all sent to the tail."

"Don't hold back on the steel cable."

"The tail anchor is life, not a burden."

The maintenance team started running again.

This time, no one looked at the "Safety of Main Vehicle After Uninstallation" prompt on the right.

The young survivors did not look at the unhooking cover again near the tailgate.

He stared at the pressure plate of wheel number 005 and reported it item by item.

"Right wheel wedging pressure is stable."

"The tension zone for the steel cable in the support column is yellow; it hasn't entered the red zone."

"Tail beam 24.8".

Tang Lan only replied with three words.

"Continue reporting."

The broadcast of the storage system is lagging.

"Tail end...pollution...unloading..."

"Midline...connection..."

The sound was immediately turned off by Xiao Huo.

The only sounds on the platform are human voices, the creaking of hand-cranked winches, and the smell of burning brake pads.

The dummy tractor was wedged into the left lane, and suddenly there was a noise from under the vehicle.

This time it's not three short.

It consists of two short ones and one long one.

when.

when.

when--

Several people on the platform looked up at the same time.

Li Wei's expression changed in the third quarter.

"This is a variation of the password used to open the low door earlier."

Shen Yuanzhou propped his head up, his eyes fixed on the left side of the line.

"It is learning from people."

A faint echo came from the depths of darkness on the left.

Two short and one long.

when.

when.

when--

The flame of the kerosene lamp in the center did not move.

A low echo came from below the right-side disassembly slot.

The storage system stopped broadcasting.

This is more troublesome than broadcasting.

The brain, which was being pulled, stopped talking.

It started using human passwords to deceive people.

Wang Hu picked up a hand lamp.

Su Yuan immediately spoke up.

"No need for lights."

Wang Hu stopped.

"All black?"

"Um."

Su Yuan handed him the wrench.

"Three hits on the left line, three hits on the right line, three hits on the platform pillar."

Wang Hu turned off his hand light until only the red dot remained, and walked to the left exit.

Group 1.

when.

when.

when.

There was a pause deep on the left, followed by a muffled sound half a second later, interspersed with short, metallic glisses.

Recorded by Xiao Huo.

"There is a cavity 20 meters to the left."

"But there was a solid rebound at seven meters."

Wang Hu moved to the right edge of the line.

The guardrail of the dismantling tank was still upside down, and half of the cutting teeth at the bottom of the tank were exposed.

He crouched down and tapped the outer rail of the right line with a wrench.

when.

when.

when.

The echo is short.

Three meters later, there was a solid rebound.

Later, continuous vibrations occurred from the manually welded beams.

Xiao Huo's eyes brightened slightly.

"There is a crossbeam three meters behind the right line."

"It's not a system casting; it's hand-welded."

Wang Hu knocked on the third pillar of the platform.

when.

when.

when.

The echo from the pillar traveled down the ground anchor and overlapped with the crossbeam on the right.

Three sets of waveforms from a small torch are superimposed on the main screen.

Beneath the "empty track" deep in the left line, there is actually a hidden solid narrow track.

The so-called dismantling trench on the right has a manually welded crossbeam three meters down, and there is a narrow echo channel below the crossbeam.

The area under the center line cover is completely empty.

The veteran engineer leaned closer to the screen, his eye twitching slightly.

"There is a maintenance access road below the right line."

Slowly simmer to finish.

"The real exit is not on the surface of the three main tracks."

"Below the edge of the right-side disassembly slot."

"The width of the narrow passage on the lower level is sufficient for the wheelbase of the Devourer, but it needs to be pressed in close to the edge."

Wang Hu looked at the right-hand disassembly slot.

"Isn't that a car dismantling tray?"

The old engineer knelt on the ground, his hand touching the weld of the outer rail on the right.

He rubbed off the grease with his fingertips, revealing irregular weld marks underneath.

"The trough is real."

"But the gear teeth may not actually move."

He looked up at Su Yuan.

"It needs to be pressed down a bit to be accurate."

Su Yuan looked at the fake brain traction tractor at the left end of the line.

"Use it to press down."

Wang Hu smiled.

"Scouting the way is extremely difficult."

The dummy traction trolley was wedged in place, with its front end still protruding from the left side of the line.

Su Yuan forbade the use of fake interfaces and acoustic wave lines, and only allowed the maintenance team to use external steel cables to secure the front bottom beam.

The veteran engineer personally guided the steel cable around the platform's pillars.

"Don't touch the main hook."

"Don't touch the data port."

"Whoever's got a loose tongue, I'll smash them."

Two maintenance workers used long hooks to feed the steel cable into the hole in the trailer's underbody beam.

Wang Hu stood on the right side of the line, holding an iron wedge in his hand, watching the tractor wheels.

"Loose the left front wedge."

Su Yuan tapped the brake.

The Devourer didn't move much, only putting the entire train's traction force onto the steel cable.

Tang Lan maintained a half-hug on number 013.

Number 005 continues to hold the tail end.

Crank the winch halfway.

The front end of the fake traction tractor was forcibly pulled out of the left line opening.

Its drive wheel did not start.

The train car was dragged sideways, its wheel flanges scraping against the rails with a screeching sound.

Wang Hu kicked away the first iron wedge.

"Front wheel out."

The second wooden wedge was pried off by the maintenance worker.

The front end of the dummy traction tractor was towed to the edge of the right-side disassembly slot.

Everyone on the platform was staring at the bottom of the screen.

The cutting gear is rotating at a low speed.

Turn half a circle.

stop.

Turn it half a circle again.

The dummy traction wheel presses against the thin plate on the groove edge.

Heh.

The thin plate sinks half an inch.

The gears did not accelerate.

The dummy traction brain continued to press the car body downwards.

The second time.

Heh.

A row of black stop teeth suddenly appeared at the bottom of the groove.

The stop-tooth block is welded in place.

Each piece is stuck on the rotation path of the cutting gear.

Previously, the gears were just spinning idly; if they were to exert force, they would be stopped immediately by the stop block.

Wang Hu looked down.

"The teeth are useless."

The experienced engineer crouched down beside the trench and swept the light low for half a second.

There are words next to the stop-tooth block.

It is not a system printout.

It was hand-carved.

It was engraved very deeply.

Zhenzhen Mountain is located in the lower coal and water maintenance channel.

Don't take the bright tracks.

The platform went completely silent.

The old engineer reached out and touched the words, then touched the weld.

He looked up.

"Old track-track methods."

"The welding of Ji Yun's group."

He turned around and shouted into the control room.

"It's not a system fabrication."

Lu Mingyuan stood in front of the main screen and gave the order directly.

"The footage of the lower level maintenance tunnel on the right has been shared across the entire base."

The small torch, along with the tooth-stopping blocks, hand-carved lettering, handcrafted crossbeams, and the echo from the lower narrow passage, were all packaged together and pushed to the survivor channel.

All the technicians in the control room were standing.

On the screen, the center line, left line, and right line that were originally highlighted in yellow have all been crossed out.

The new route extends from below the edge of the right-side disassembly slot.

grey.

Manual rail welding.

Coal and water maintenance access road.

The survivor channel is starting to offer rewards.

"The white lights in Dongku have been turned off."

"The guide wheel in the disassembly pit has stopped rotating."

"Left-line echo car reverse."

"The broadcast from No. 2 Kuzhen Mountain has been cut off."

"The screen on the return line is black."

"The midline access format has disappeared."

Lu Mingyuan said in a deep voice: "All route prompts are invalid."

"Subsequent tests will only be conducted on the lead vehicle."

On the platform, the maintenance team did not cheer.

Nobody has the spare capacity.

The old engineer wiped the grease off his face, turned around, and shouted.

"The sham traction continues to wedge the brain."

"Anchor No. 005 will be retained."

"Spread lime powder along the right-side trench."

"Put the iron wedge on the front wheel of the lead car."

"Don't remove the hand-cranked winch; add another layer of safety before going down to the next level."

Wang Hu pressed the front end of the fake tractor-trailer against the right side of the cable tray and added iron wedges to both sides.

"Boss, should we leave it here?"

Su Yuan looked at the trailer.

"Don't let it listen to the wires."

Wang Hu understood.

The fake traction brain is fake, but it can learn voiceprints, learn commands, and trigger mechanical linkages.

The closer you get to Zhenzhen Mountain, the more dangerous it becomes.

He cut off all the loose wires from the trailer's horn and covered the speaker opening with lead sheet and dry sand.

The veteran engineer added a clamp.

"Stuck".

"Give it another wooden wedge."

The maintenance worker hammered the wooden wedge in.

The dummy tractor was fixed at the junction of the left and right tracks of the platform, with the front end pressed against the toothed block and the rear wheels stuck on the outer rail of the left track, unable to move forward or backward.

Su Yuan looked towards the lower right-side maintenance tunnel.

"The speed is two kilometers per hour."

Tang Lan replied: "Number 013 half-locked to low resistance."

Young survivors should report immediately.

"Right wheel number 005 is still under pressure."

"Maintain the steel cables supporting the columns."

"The external isolation chamber is stable at low temperatures."

Adjust the train model with a small flame.

"The entrance to the lower level is wide enough."

"The right front wheel needs to be aligned with the groove edge, and the left rear wheel needs to be pressed against the manually welded rail."

"The third section is expected to be completed by 24 hours or less when the poison gas is used for safety purposes."

The old mechanic touched the cup holder.

"It's viewable."

Su Yuan didn't say anything more.

The Devourer was moving forward at a low idle speed.

The front of the vehicle slowly pressed against the edge of the right-side disassembly groove.

The right-side guardrail was flipped halfway over, becoming a half-section of a barrier.

Wang Hu stood by the side door, staring at the front wheel.

"Apply two inches more to the right front."

Su Yuan applied half an inch of oil.

The wheel presses onto the groove edge where the rail is manually welded.

The welded rails are narrower than the main rails, and the joints are thicker. When a wheel runs over them, the whole vehicle shakes.

In carriage 013, someone in the wounded area bit down on a strip of cloth and didn't make a sound.

Tang Lan pressed down on the brake lever.

"Twenty-three tail beams."

The younger survivors followed.

"Number 005 has a small skew."

In the third quarter, the veteran mechanic stared at his water glass.

"The left cup jumped half a step, but didn't flip."

The front of the car has passed.

The third quarter is over.

Number 013 has passed.

When the No. 005 tail anchor finally pressed against the right side of the channel, the platform's wooden planks made a long thud.

The steel cables supporting the pillars are stretched to the yellow zone.

The veteran engineer personally pressed down on the hand-cranked winch.

"Don't loosen it."

Two maintenance workers jammed the crank handle together.

Wheelset 005 slid little by little into the lower maintenance lane.

The right-side disassembly slot is not activated.

The stop block jams the cutting gear, so the gear can only make contact with the machine.

Click.

Click.

Click.

After the last pair of wheels went down, the kerosene lamps on the platform were left behind.

The flames grew smaller and smaller in the darkness.

The convoy entered the lower coal and water maintenance tunnel.

There are no system lights here.

There are no white, red, or yellow lights.

The only sound was the gurgling of water coming from the old pipes beside the tracks.

Very low.

It wasn't a broadcast.

It's not a fake voiceprint either.

It was real boiler water flowing in the cold furnace, echoing through the metal pipe walls.

Wang Hu stood by the side door and listened for two seconds.

"This sound is different."

Xiao Huo did not immediately give a conclusion.

It turns off all external speakers, leaving only mechanical data collection.

On the main screen, a purely mechanical code suddenly popped up.

No voiceprint.

There is no system format.

From an old trackside code reader.

drop.

drip.

drop.

The code was translated by Xiaohuba.

"Zhenshan's main body is cold furnace."

"Traction brain deficiency."

"Someone is knocking on the door of the coal and water compartment."

No one spoke in the carriage.

Tang Lan forwarded this message to the wounded soldier area No. 013.

Shen Yuanzhou opened his eyes, stared at the screen, and his Adam's apple bobbed.

At the same time, the temperature patch on the lead-lined isolation box under the No. 005 outer beam suddenly changed color.

Young survivors should report immediately.

"Cool down the isolation box."

"The temperature dropped by three degrees."

Wang Hu turned around.

"The tape moved?"

The small flame cuts into the scene.

Inside the lead box, the magnetic tape reel was not turning.

The drive belt is broken.

The external connection is also broken.

But slowly, a crumpled old piece of paper, soaked in water, emerged from the crack in the box.

The paper edge was soft and stuck in the seam of the lead sheet, with half of the characters showing.

The young survivor used an insulating clip to hold the corner of the paper, without opening the box lid, and only pulled out the half-sheet of paper, sticking it under low light.

There was only one handwritten sentence on the paper.

Don't let the fake traction brain hear the real boiler sound.