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

Qin Yan lay on stretcher number 013.

The old monitor on his chest was wrapped in empty bullet casings, cotton cloth, and lead sheets to form a small acoustic chamber, with a thin copper tube connected to the No. 005 external isolation box.

The ticking sound didn't leak out.

But every tiny mechanical jolt would make Tang Lan glance at the isolation box.

She didn't believe those broadcasts.

They don't believe in any so-called procedures.

She now only believes the lines on the home screen.

Tail beam stress.

The bridge is under stress.

The water in the glass rippled.

False traction of residual echoes in the brain.

If any one of the four lines looks up, everyone in Unit 013 will look at Su Yuan first.

Qin Yan's fingers were still moving.

He didn't have the strength to speak a complete sentence.

Knuckles tapped on the side of the stretcher.

It's very light.

Tap the small torch to flip to the main screen.

The logic of Zhenshan is locked.

Lock point: Bottom drain port of the boiler.

Safety wire.

Do not strike.

No honking.

Strong earthquakes are not permitted.

After reading it, Su Yuan turned his gaze to the front.

Above the coal-water caisson, the trestle bridge is still struggling.

The Devourer stopped at the front of the bridge.

The third section is in the middle.

Number 013 was pushed back.

Number 005 was dragged at the very end, with a silencer attached to the corrugated steel plate, and two extra layers of dry sandbags tied around it. Its bottom left a dark gray trail on the bridge surface.

The real Zhenshan is in the lower coal and water tank ahead.

Cold furnace.

There is no steam.

There is no fire.

But it just moved an inch.

That one inch changed the stress point of the entire pier.

The old engineer's voice came from the base control room, his tone tense at the end.

"The lead vehicle, Zhenzhen, is too heavy. If it's even half a wheel's width off, the right beam of the trestle bridge won't be able to support it."

Su Yuan did not reply immediately.

On the main screen, the reading of the front cold furnace wheel pressure is stuck at an abnormal position.

The left side is lighter than the right side.

The caisson side experiences greater stress.

Typing on low heat.

The center of gravity of Zhenzhen Mountain shifts about three centimeters toward the caisson side.

It is suspected that condensate has accumulated and moved inside the boiler.

The stress on tail beam No. 013 was transmitted upwards by the traction chain.

The next displacement could trigger a sideslip of the bridge deck.

Before the reading had fully settled, the tail beam reading for number 013 suddenly jumped one notch.

Twenty-five.

Twenty-seven.

29.

Red lines shot up on the main screen.

In carriage 013, the young survivor's voice suddenly cracked.

"Tail beam 29.8!"

Tang Lan pressed the brake lever all the way down.

The tracks made a dull, grinding sound.

She immediately loosened the lever by half a bar, preventing the high-frequency friction sound from escaping.

"Bearing capacity 013. The tail beam is not broken."

In the third quarter, the old mechanic's water cup holder wobbled.

In the three cups, the water on the rim of the right cup hit the side of the cup and spilled out a few drops.

The veteran mechanic pressed down on the cup holder.

"The right cup jumped! Not the door, but the cold stove in front!"

A low groan came from under the pier.

It's not a break.

The bridge decks misaligned under heavy pressure.

Several old bolts on the edge of the corrugated steel plate were sticking up, and the nuts pushed against the holes for a moment before falling back down.

Wang Hu squatted by the side door, the chalk dust container in his hand was uncovered.

He looked at the bridge, swallowing back the curse.

You can't curse now.

Don't crash into it.

No sound should be allowed to get into the pipes.

Qin Yan raised his hand.

His hands were covered in cracked blisters.

Xu Shen supported him, allowing his fingers to touch the edge of the stretcher.

Qin Yan knocks.

Condensate is flowing out of the boiler.

The sewage discharge linkage rod is locked with a steel wire.

You cannot go underwater.

The center of gravity can't be regained.

Xiao Huo finished flipping through the last line.

The steel wire must be cut.

Wang Hu looked up at the driver's seat.

"Boss, I'm going down."

Su Yuan opened the driver's side door.

"I'll go."

Wang Hu's face darkened.

"The bottom is the boiler. How can you cut it with one hand?"

Su Yuan got out of the car. His mechanical left eye was not illuminated by a strong light; it was only operating at the lowest power for narrow vision scanning.

"The steel wire is locked to the sewage outlet, but the leverage point is small. If you go down, you're likely to hit the bridge."

Wang Hu wanted to say something more.

Tang Lan spoke first.

"Wang Hu, stay on the bridge to hold down the rails and the silencer. We need one person down below, and ten people on the bridge."

Wang Hu pressed his lips together tightly, and in the end only handed over the cutting pliers.

Those pliers were old.

The jaws were ground and the carbide blades were re-welded on.

The handle is long and wrapped with old rubber and cloth strips.

Wang Hu shoved the pliers into Su Yuan's hand, and with his other hand handed her a thin pry bar.

"The safety wire can lock the cab of a 10,000-ton truck; it's definitely not ordinary iron wire. If you can't clamp it in, use a pry bar to create an angle."

Su Yuan accepted it.

"Full formation in vacuum silence."

Lu Mingyuan repeated it in the control room.

"Full formation in vacuum silence."

After these words were transmitted, they were suppressed on every channel of Base 04.

The Dongku warehouse stopped moving goods.

The pit was dismantled to seal the water hammer pipe.

The right-line support team squatted beside the pipe clamp, their hands half-fastened but no longer exerting force.

Inside number 013, the wounded soldier clenched his teeth.

In the third section, the veteran mechanic used a towel to pad the base of the cup holder with another layer.

Tang Lan raised her hand.

All the slings, tool clips, and magazines were weighed down with strips of cloth.

At the rear of No. 005, a young survivor lay on the side of the tailgate, his palm pressed against the outer shell of the isolation box.

The box was cold.

The tape looper inside was still spinning at a low speed.

He called out the numbers in a low voice.

"Isolation box No. 005 is stable. Silencer is attached to the bridge. Tail beam is 28.1."

Su Yuan stepped onto the edge of the pier.

The corrugated steel sheet made a soft cracking sound.

He stopped.

Wang Hu immediately sprinkled some dry sand at his feet.

Sand falls into the grooves of the steel plate, rubbing away and eating away at the metal.

Su Yuan continued forward.

step.

stop.

One more step.

The black water under the bridge remained still.

The wheel pressure reading of the cold furnace ahead is still off.

Three centimeters.

It did not expand further.

But it didn't turn back.

The fake cuffs on the side of the main entrance moved again.

The old radio wasn't working.

It dares not broadcast recklessly at this time.

The sham traction brain is also waiting.

Su Yuan walked to the right side of the pier, held onto the low railing, and climbed down to the maintenance rails at the bottom of the bridge.

The overhead rails are narrow.

It was an old channel steel only as wide as a hand.

Below is the caisson.

Wang Hu immediately lay down by the bridge, hooking the long hook behind Su Yuan's safety buckle, not pulling, but only preventing a fall.

"Keep your waist secure."

Su Yuan did not reply.

He crouched on the overhead rails, moving forward with his body close to the crossbeams at the bottom of the bridge.

The mechanical left eye swept downwards.

There are many old pipes deep inside the coal-water caisson.

Some of them broke.

Some of them are covered in rust.

Further ahead, there was a huge dark shadow.

The bottom of the boiler at the Zhenzhen Mountain locomotive.

It still presses down on the entire lower structure when the furnace is cold.

There is a drain pipe on the outside of the boiler shell.

Below the sewage outlet, a linkage rod is stuck in a half-open, half-closed position.

Next to the linkage rod, there is a ring of anti-tampering structure that was added later.

A steel wire was wrapped around the linkage rod, passed through two old lead seals, and then wound in the opposite direction to the fixing hole at the bottom of the boiler.

Blue Star high-strength steel wire.

Not rough.

But it was very taut.

It does not allow the linkage to return to its original position.

The condensate in the boiler cannot be drained.

The center of gravity is biased towards the side of the caisson.

Su Yuan stopped two meters away from the sewage outlet.

The small torch scan image is sent to the main screen.

In the control room, the veteran engineer spotted the steel wire and his expression turned even more grim.

"This wasn't just casually tied on. It's the original car's anti-tamper lock mechanism. If you cut it in the wrong place, the wire will spring back and break the drain valve spring."

Wang Hu asked in a low voice by the bridge.

"Where should I cut?"

Qin Yan moved on the stretcher.

Xu Shen moved his hand to the side of the stretcher.

Qin Yan knocks.

Do not cut the lead seal.

Cut the reverse section.

First, reduce the tension.

Then break the lock wire.

After Xiao Huo was flipped out, Su Yuan had already extended the crowbar.

He didn't touch the wire.

First, feel the fixing holes.

There is a very narrow margin below the fixing hole.

It was only enough to wed the tip of the pry bar in.

He pressed the tip of the pry bar into the edge of the hole and slowly pushed it outwards.

The tension line of the steel wire lifted slightly on the main screen.

Wang Hu stared at the numbers, his voice very low.

"The force on the reverse section has increased."

The veteran engineer immediately chimed in.

"Stop pushing. If you keep pushing, it will make a sharp sound."

Su Yuan stopped.

Everyone on the bridge stopped as well.

The next second, the fake brain remnant echo line in the direction of the platform suddenly looked up.

Not just a little.

It's a whole segment.

A very faint hum came from the coal water pipe on the right.

The frequency is very high.

Ordinary people can't hear everything; they just feel a soreness in their teeth.

The powder and dust on the bridge surface moved first.

Then come the bolts.

One.

Two.

The third nut jumped out of the hole, but was blocked by dry sand when it fell, so it didn't make a sound.

The technician in the control room suddenly stood up.

"Acoustic pulse scan!"

The old engineer pressed down on the edge of the table.

On the main screen, a red pulse pierces through the pipeline from the platform to the right-line rescue zone.

The sham traction brain scanned in high frequency through the hollow coal and water pipeline.

It doesn't need to be seen.

No camera is needed.

It uses sound to navigate across the bridge.

Find people through resonance.

The grouping position is determined by the springback of each bolt.

Some of the support team members on the right flank turned pale.

"The pipe clamp is jumping!"

"Even the No. 2 pipe clamp is jumping!"

"Number three is the heaviest! The clamp on number three is about to come off!"

The No. 3 pipe clamp next to the pier made a soft sound first.

Click.

Click.

It is attached to the coal water return pipe on the right side.

When the pipe jumps, the bridge beam jumps with it.

When the bridge beams swayed, the suspension rails shook.

The overhead rails shook, and the steel channel beneath Su Yuan's feet began to sway from side to side.

Wang Hu suddenly gripped the handle of the long hook tightly.

"Boss!"

Su Yuan didn't look up.

His shoes were on the steel channel, his body was pressed against the shadow of the bottom of the boiler, and his right hand was still holding a crowbar.

The high-frequency vibrations traveled from the steel wire to the crowbar, and then to his palm.

If the jaws bite down at this point, the wire will make a sharp snapping sound.

This is what is meant by pseudo-brain traction.

Inside carriage 013, the injured man watched the bridge's surveillance camera.

A bolt jumped up and then fell down.

Another one jumped up.

The corrugated steel sheet began to show a slight, visible tremor.

Some people's Adam's apples bobbed, but they didn't dare to make a sound.

Tang Lan glanced at the stress on the tail beam.

29.

29.4.

Her hand remained on the brake lever, without moving.

"Supporting force No. 013, not to be released for now."

The young survivor lay prone by the tailgate of No. 005, his palm pressed against the external isolation box, his other hand gripping the small winch of the silencer.

His forehead was covered in sweat.

"Bridge 005 is working properly, and the silencing weight is still attached, but the No. 3 pipe clamp is vibrating too much."

In the control room, Dongku transmitted images back.

There is a row of bolts jumping under the entire section of the trestle bridge.

The nut did not fully pop out.

But with each jump, the stress curve of the bridge plate rises slightly.

An elderly survivor stared at the screen, his lips trembling.

"It's going to shake the bridge apart."

Nobody scolded him.

Because that's what the lines on the screen say.

The bridge's remaining stability margin dropped from 21 percent to 16 percent.

It dropped to twelve.

Lu Mingyuan stared at the main screen, his hand resting on the table.

The table is shaking.

He did not give any instructions.

This is not the time for base command.

It's the lead car directing.

Su Yuan's voice came from under the bridge.

"Number 005".

The young survivors returned immediately.

"exist."

"Lower the sound-absorbing weight by three inches. Off to the right by half a foot. Apply a No. 3 pipe clamp."

The young survivor was stunned for a moment.

The No. 005 silencer is now pressing on the bridge surface.

If you move another half foot to the right, you'll be right up to the edge of the pier.

If you lower it another three inches, the bottom sand layer will rub against the outside of the No. 3 pipe clamp.

If there are too many, the silencer will snag on the pipes and drag No. 005 off course.

If there's too little, it won't absorb enough vibration.

Tang Lan spoke first.

"Show half a grid to 013, give way to the tail of 005."

The young survivors gritted their teeth.

"receive."

He unlocked the small winch.

Click.

The sound was very soft.

But everyone heard it.

The small fire immediately displayed the frequency on the main screen.

The latch was not triggered.

The back of the young survivor was soaked with sweat.

He didn't wipe it.

He slowly cranked the winch with both hands.

Below the outer beam No. 005, the silencing weight slowly sinks.

The outer layer of dry sandbags adhered to the bridge surface, producing a dull thud.

The young survivors would stop for half a second after each half-turn to observe the tension line.

Two inches.

Two and a half inches.

Three inches.

"Altitude reached."

Tang Lan loosened brake lever number 013 by a tiny bit.

The entire carriage No. 013 was pushed forward with a little force.

The tail angle of No. 005 was pressed out.

The young survivor pulls the small rope to the side.

The silencer deflects to the right.

One inch.

Three inches.

Half a foot.

The No. 3 pipe clamp under the bridge is still twitching.

Click.

Click.

Click.

The sound stopped abruptly the moment the sound-mute pendant was attached.

It didn't disappear.

It was pressed into the dry sand.

A thick layer of sand was used to wrap the outer wall of the pipe clamp.

The rubber gasket is attached to the pipe root.

The lead sheet crushed it.

The high-frequency pulse is still surging inside the tube.

However, the amplitude of the vibration on the outside of the No. 3 pipe clamp began to decrease.

Xiao Huo immediately started typing.

The resonance of the No. 3 pipe clamp decreased by 43%.

The high-frequency response of the bridge decreased by 29%.

Someone in the control room gasped, then immediately covered their mouth.

The veteran engineer stared at the curve, his eyes almost touching the screen.

"It used number 005 as a hand to press the tube..."

The No. 3 pipe clamp is not dead.

It's still shaking.

The acoustic pulses that sham-tether the brain change frequency.

The high-frequency, subtle sound transitioned to a lower register.

The pipeline began to undulate along with the bridge deck.

A sound-absorbing pendant can suppress high frequencies, but it can't suppress low frequencies.

The right beam of the pier groaned again.

The condensate inside the Zhenzhenshan cold furnace sloshed around.

The front wheel pressure reading is off again.

Three centimeters.

3.2.

3.4.

The stress on tail beam No. 013 has increased again.

thirty.

The red line has reached the edge of the warning line.

The young survivors lost their voices.

"Tail beam 30! No. 005 didn't slip, but the bridge is skewed to the side!"

The old engineer almost cracked his voice from shouting.

"We can't reduce the frequency by three! The low frequencies will drag down the entire bridge!"

The old broadcast system inside the wall suddenly came back on at that moment.

A sharp alarm sound rang out from the direction of the main entrance.

It's not the old voice of Zhenshan.

It's a boiler explosion alarm.

The frequency was so high it was jarring.

"warn."

"The condensate from the Zhenzhenshan boiler is backflowing."

"The risk of cracking in the cold furnace shell has increased."

"Please have the lead vehicle accelerate and leave the pier immediately."

"Please have the lead vehicle accelerate and leave the pier immediately."

The alarm blared louder and louder.

Inside room 013, several wounded soldiers immediately covered their ears.

Tang Lan drew her gun, raised the muzzle, and then lowered it again.

You must not fire.

It cannot create new high-frequency shocks.

She put the gun back in its holster, grabbed an old rubber mat from the side, and smashed it against the horn in the carriage.

The rubber pad blocked half of the alarm, making the sound muffled.

But there's still one at the main entrance.

There are still remnants in the left tube.

It's also in the coal water pipes.

The system crammed sound into every possible source.

A new red message popped up on the main screen.

The alarm audio frequency is close to the trigger zone of the voice-activated locking claw.

If the lead car accelerates, a high-frequency alarm sound will be heard on the wheel and rail, and the probability of the locking claw being triggered is 97%.

If there is a sudden stop, the probability of triggering the event is 94%.

If the main entrance is opened, the probability of the bridge sliding is 89%.

The veteran engineer's face froze as he watched.

"It has blocked all its escape routes."

Wang Hu lay prone by the bridge, pressing his palm against the long hook.

Su Yuan is down below.

The pier is shaking.

The overhead rails are shaking.

The steel wire at the bottom of the boiler was also shaking.

If you cut it at this point, the sound of the break will be detected by the fake traction brain.

If we don't cut it, Zhenshan will continue to deviate from its natural course, and the trestle bridge will collapse first.

Tang Lan looked at the empty seat in the driver's cab, then at the shadows under the bridge.

"Su Yuan."

She only called out names.

No further words were needed.

Su Yuan opened the door from under the bridge.

"Hydraulic buffer relief valve No. 013".

Tang Lan's expression changed.

She understood immediately.

"How wide?"

"Twelve degrees. Three pauses. Exhaust port facing the opposite direction of pipe clamp number three."

The veteran engineer looked up abruptly in the control room.

"Use a pressure relief wave to offset it?"

Tang Lan has already made a move.

"Old mechanic, keep an eye on the beat for me."

The veteran mechanic in room 013 switched in from the third channel.

"I'll watch the water glass. You turn on the valve."

Tang Lan pulled open the protective cover at her feet.

Hydraulic buffer relief valve No. 013 is normally used to relieve impact.

When it's turned on, there will be low-frequency exhaust.

Normally, this sound would reveal the location.

Now Su Yuan wants to use it to fight back.

Tang Lan gripped the valve handle with her fingers.

"Get ready."

The old mechanic stared at the three water glasses.

The surface of the water in the right cup trembled due to the sound waves from the fake brain.

Shake it once.

Pause for half a beat.

Shake again.

He spoke up.

"one."

Tang Lan didn't move.

"two."

She still didn't move.

"three."

She turned the valve handle twelve degrees.

puff.

A low, rumbling exhaust note shot out from below No. 013.

It wasn't a sharp sound.

It was a muffled sound from being dampened by rubber pads and dry sandbags.

The direction of the exhaust port was changed in advance using broken track plates, and it was directed in the opposite direction to the No. 3 pipe clamp.

The low-frequency wave traveled along the bridge surface.

The acoustic pulses of the sham brain are gushing out from the coal water pipe.

The two waves collided near the No. 3 pipe clamp.

On the main screen, the previously undulating bridge vibration curve suddenly dipped down.

The old mechanic's eyes widened.

"it works!"

Tang Lan didn't stop.

The second beat.

puff.

The third beat.

puff.

She only opened the valve for a very short time each time.

Wang Hu saw it from the bridge.

The No. 3 pipe clamp was originally jumping.

If you jump now, you'll be pushed back down.

He jumped again, only to be pushed back down.

Like a nail about to pop out, it's pressed down every time someone looks up.

The two waveforms of the small torch are superimposed.

Pseudo-brain sound waves: Ascending.

Pressure relief wave 013: Reverse.

Intersection point: from pipe hoop No. 3 to the right beam of the trestle bridge.

Offset rate: 61 percent.

Tang Lan gritted her teeth, her wrists steadfastly.

"Again?"

Su Yuan said, "The frequency will be lowered by half a beat."

The veteran mechanic immediately changed the report.

"one."

The pause became longer.

"two."

Tang Lan doesn't try to steal it.

"three."

The pressure relief valve is open.

puff.

This time, the dust around the No. 3 pipe clamp fell directly down.

I'm not jumping anymore.

The bridge curves drop back to yellow from the red edge.

It fell again.

The brain changes frequency due to sham traction.

Tang Lan followed suit and made the changes.

An old mechanic is looking at a water glass.

Small fire counts as waves.

Su Yuan reported the angle from under the bridge.

The three of them didn't utter a single unnecessary word.

"Nine degrees."

"A beat too slow."

"stop."

"Reopen."

"Eleven degrees."

"Don't move the tail end."

The young survivors held on tightly to the small winch of isolation box number 005.

The No. 005 silencer is attached to the No. 3 pipe clamp to absorb high frequencies.

The pressure relief wave No. 013 cancels out the low frequency.

The devastating tremors on the bridge gradually subsided before everyone's eyes.

The last nut bounced half a finger's width up and fell back into the hole.

It didn't move again.

The alarm at the main gate is still going off.

However, it can no longer reach the trigger segment of the locking claw.

The acoustic pulses in the coal water pipe were broken into fragments.

We couldn't reach the bottom of the bridge.

The echo curve of the brain under pseudo-traction in the platform direction rises and then collapses.

Lift it up.

It collapsed again.

It could not find a complete echo.

The pier fell silent once more.

It's not peaceful.

All dangers were kept in place.

In the control room, the old engineer dropped his enamel mug.

The cup smashed on the ground.

Water was spilled all over the ground.

He didn't move.

The technician next to him glanced at him.

No one reminded me that the cup was making a noise.

The sound of the cup hitting the ground was heard in the control room, not on the right-line pier.

The veteran engineer stared at the main screen, his throat bobbing twice.

"Use the exhaust port to create a reverse wave..."

He didn't finish speaking.

Lu Mingyuan turned off his microphone.

On the base channel, someone was shouting in a low voice.

"The bridge's curves are turning yellow again!"

"The pipe clamp has stopped vibrating!"

"Acoustic pulse residue has decreased!"

"Bridge pressure device #005 is effective!"

"Pressure relief No. 013 is effective!"

A brief commotion was heard from the east warehouse, but it was quickly quelled.

"Don't shout! Everyone stay silent!"

But the barely suppressed emotions had already been transmitted through the channel.

They just witnessed with their own eyes that the sham traction brain was being dismantled using a system-level acoustic scan.

Su Yuan didn't run away.

No shots were fired.

No system privileges were requested.

He pressed the muffler of a trailer against the pipe clamp, causing the pressure relief valve No. 013 to emit a reverse wave.

A set of old machinery.

A pile of dry sand.

Several rubber pads.

They took the voiceprint monitoring of the fake brain to the point of losing focus.

Under the bridge.

Su Yuan finally managed to push the pry bar back into the fixing hole.

The vibration of the steel wire has been suppressed.

He gripped the pliers handle with his left hand.

Use your right hand to pry the lever outwards.

The reverse-hooked section of the steel wire is exposed about half a finger's width.

not much.

Enough for the jaws to fit.

Xiao Huo is typing on the main screen.

Tension is stable.

The audio anchor point of the fake brain is lost.

It can be cut.

Wang Hu lay prone by the bridge, his forehead covered in sweat.

"Boss, the reverse section still has a rebound."

Su Yuan clamped the jaws of the pliers onto the steel wire.

There was no rush to cut it.

He tested the blade little by little with the pliers.

High-strength steel wire is very stiff.

The pliers bit down, leaving only shallow marks.

Su Yuan adjusted the angle.

The pliers gripped a raised old support at the bottom of the boiler.

The pry bar presses down on the reverse section.

The pincers were on his shoulder.

One hand isn't enough.

He pressed his body weight down on it.

The overhead rail swayed slightly.

Wang Hu immediately pressed the long hook down.

"Don't move the bridge!"

Tang Lan immediately tightened the pressure relief valve slightly, and adjusted track number 013 by half a notch.

The tail anchor No. 005 held the rear section down.

The pier stopped swaying.

Su Yuan pressed the pliers handle down further.

The pliers bite deeply.

The steel wire emitted a very fine metallic squeaking sound.

Everyone held their breath.

The sound did not travel far.

Dry sand, lead sheets, rubber mats, and isolation box No. 005 absorbed most of it.

The platform's directional traction mechanism did not respond.

Su Yuan continued to press.

The pliers handle is at its limit.

The wire hasn't broken yet.

Wang Hu's eye twitched.

"This wire isn't for people to cut."