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

The wire didn't break.

The pliers pressed into the reverse section, leaving a white mark.

Su Yuan pressed his shoulder against the clamp handle, his entire body weight on it. The suspension rail sank gently, and the channel steel under the bridge emitted a short, muffled thud.

Wang Hu lay prone by the bridge, his long hook tightly gripping the safety buckle behind Su Yuan's waist.

"Boss, don't force it."

His voice was very tense.

"The jaws are about to snap."

On the small screen, the tension wire was still attached to the red zone.

High-strength steel wire.

Original vehicle anti-tamper lock method.

It's not for the repairman to cut.

In the control room, the veteran engineer had his forehead pressed against the screen, his finger pointing at the reverse section.

"It can't be cut. It's under too much stress."

Tang Lan stared at the curves of the bridge.

Number 013 is half-dead.

The No. 005 silencer is pressing down on the No. 3 pipe clamp.

The residual sound waves from the sham brain traction were still probing back and forth in the coal water pipe.

It was smashed, but it didn't die.

It's waiting for Su Yuan to make a mistake.

As soon as the wire makes a sharp sound, the dummy traction brain can re-engage in position.

The false alarm at the main gate was still going off, but it was muffled by the rubber pads and sandbags, like an insect trapped in a wall.

Qin Yan lay on stretcher number 013, his eyelids half-open, his knuckles touching the edge of the stretcher.

He tapped very slowly.

Don't cut it too hard.

Turn it over with a small flame.

Freeze it first.

Wang Hu looked at the person who had been brought up in the gondola.

"What's freezing?"

Qin Yan's fingers moved again.

Reverse snap section. Do not touch the lead seal. Cold and brittle. Pry it off.

Su Yuan loosened the pliers.

The jaws of the clamps were pulled back half an inch from the wire.

"Liquid nitrogen tube."

Wang Hu immediately turned around.

"Second shelf of the toolbox on the right! Blue-labeled tubes!"

Two maintenance workers ran up carrying a small, silver-gray canister. The canister was covered in frost, and the valve was wrapped in three layers of cloth.

The old engineer's face changed when he saw that thing.

"That's for cold shrinking and disassembling shafts. If you spray too much, the drain valve seat will crack."

Su Yuan opened the door from under the bridge.

"Only steel wire is sprayed."

The veteran engineer swallowed his words.

There's no room for ambiguity in this statement.

Wang Hu handed down the liquid nitrogen hose, then lay down on the edge of the bridge, half of his chest hanging outside.

Here's the spray nozzle.

Su Yuan caught it.

The black water below the rail did not move.

The bottom of the Zhenzhenshan boiler is pressed forward, and the condensate is biased towards the side of the caisson. The wheel pressure reading is stuck at a deviation of 3.4 centimeters.

If it were any more off-center, the right beam of the trestle bridge would collapse.

The echo curve of the spurious traction brain was raised slightly in the upper right corner.

Xiao Huo immediately started typing.

Enhanced monitoring of residual activity. Action timing suggestion: complete within ten seconds.

Su Yuan re-inserted the pry bar into the fixing hole.

The pliers didn't bite.

He first used a pry bar to pry open the reverse section to create a gap about half a finger's width, and then used his other hand to place the liquid nitrogen nozzle against the white mark on the steel wire.

Wang Hu looked at the half-finger distance and his jaw twitched.

"If this stuff is sprayed even half an inch off-center, the valve seat will be ruined."

Su Yuan did not reply.

He pressed down on the valve with his thumb.

The white, cold mist sprayed out along the steel wire, without dissipating. Su Yuan blocked it with a small piece of lead sheet, only covering the white mark on the reversed section.

The surface of the steel wire quickly turned gray.

Then it turns white again.

Tiny cracks appeared at the edges of the clamp marks.

Tang Lan looked at the temperature reading.

"The reverse cut has dropped to minus eighty."

The veteran engineer stared at the screen.

"That's enough, stop criticizing."

Su Yuansong Valve.

The cold mist dispersed an inch before being swallowed up by the cold air under the bridge.

The brain did not respond to the sham traction.

Su Yuan pushed the crowbar outward.

The wire did not break immediately.

It's taut.

Like a bone that refuses to let go.

Su Yuan's wrist sank down another half inch.

Click.

It wasn't a sharp sound.

It is internal brittleness.

After being mostly consumed by dry sand, lead sheets, rubber mats, and the No. 005 isolation box, only a very light bite remained.

On the main screen, the steel tension line suddenly collapsed.

The reverse section is broken.

The linkage rod returns to its original position.

A muffled sound of water flowing came from the bottom of the boiler.

Condensate was drained from the semi-closed drain outlet and flowed into the bottom of the caisson through the old pipes.

The wheel pressure reading at Zhenzhen Mountain began to return to positive.

3.4.

2.1.

1.3.

0.4.

The curved section of the right beam of the pier, which had been bent by the weight, slowly receded.

The water cup stopped jumping in the third quarter.

The stress in tail beam No. 013 dropped from 30 to 26.

The young survivor almost spoke, but then forcefully swallowed his words back down his throat.

In the control room, someone had just raised their hand when the veteran engineer stopped them.

"Don't make a sound."

Su Yuan is still under the bridge.

The danger is not over.

The pseudo-traction brain curve in the upper right corner suddenly rose.

This time it's not a test.

It is a straight line.

The small fire's screen instantly turned red.

The residual vibration of the coal water pipe was locked.

The heavy-duty crane boom of the platform is started.

Target: Right-line trestle bridge.

The old engineer suddenly looked up.

"It's locked us up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a low mechanical sound came from the direction of the old transfer platform in the distance.

It's not a broadcast.

It was the sound of the heavy crane's wheels rolling over the old rails.

One at a time.

Very heavy.

The fake traction brain no longer installed the Zhenshan voice line.

It began to dismantle it by force.

Lu Mingyuan cut off the platform monitoring.

In the footage, a heavy-duty crane boom emerges from behind the left track. A temporary towing hook is welded to the boom, with the hook head pressed down towards the right track trestle.

Flames were rising from under the crane's chassis.

It is overloaded.

The hydraulic cylinder casing is red-hot.

This is not recycling.

It was a suicide collision.

"We can't stop them!"

The control room technician's hands slipped on the keyboard.

"It burned out all the platform's brake locks and went into a runaway, coasting motion!"

Tang Lan looked at the trajectory on the main screen.

"how long?"

The small fire indicates a countdown.

Twelve seconds.

Wang Hu was still lying by the bridge.

"Boss, come up here!"

Su Yuan flung the liquid nitrogen tube back onto the bridge surface and grabbed the overhead rails as he backed away.

The bottom of the Zhenzhenshan boiler has been straightened, but the entire trestle is still bearing the weight of the four-section train.

Once the crane boom hits the right beam, the bridge will not give it a second chance.

ten seconds.

Su Yuan stepped onto the steel channel and returned to the bridge.

Wang Hu grabbed his shoulder and pulled him upwards.

Nine seconds.

The fake cuffs on the side of the main entrance fluttered wildly in the cold mist.

The old loudspeaker inside the wall suddenly resumed its powerful sound.

"The lead vehicle rescue is complete."

"Please leave the pier immediately."

"Please leave the pier immediately."

No one paid any attention to it.

Eight seconds.

Su Yuan climbed onto the pier and returned to the side gate of the Devouring Wasteland.

He did not get into the driver's seat.

He looked ahead at the Zhenshan boiler frame.

It was a massive, black structure lying deep within the lower coal and water tanks. The furnace was cold and without fire, but residual heat remained at the bottom, and the edges of the steel frame bore the serial numbers of the old Blue Star era.

Wang Hu followed his gaze.

"What are you going to do?"

Seven seconds.

The platform crane boom rushed into the right-line maintenance access point.

It has no tires.

The chassis dragged the sparks along, stubbornly scrambling to reach the orbit.

Six seconds.

The veteran engineer shouted himself hoarse in the control room.

"Lead car! It's too late to reverse now!"

Tang Lan gritted her teeth.

"Number 013 can have its tail cut off to reduce weight."

Su Yuan spoke.

"Don't cut it."

Tang Lan's hand stopped on the brake lever.

Five seconds.

Su Yuan said, "Wang Hu is in charge of the winch."

Wang Hu's eyes narrowed.

"Where should I hang it?"

"Zhenshan Boiler Frame".

Wang Hu paused for only half a beat before turning around and rushing off.

He didn't ask if he could handle it.

They didn't ask how to get there after hanging it up.

He only understood one thing.

Su Yuan wanted to use Zhenshan as an anchor.

Wang Hu pulled out the main winch cable of the front beam, and the hook, covered with old oil and iron filings, was thrown forward from the bridge deck.

Four seconds.

I couldn't reach it the first time.

The hook hit the outer edge of the boiler frame and slid down.

Wang Hu braced his knees against the bridge surface, swung his arm, and the steel cable flew out a second time.

three seconds.

The hook passes through the triangular hole on the inside of the boiler frame.

stuck.

Wang Hu pounced on him and pressed the lock down firmly.

"Hang on!"

Su Yuan had already entered the driver's seat.

The mechanical left eye scanned all the curves.

Bridge beams.

Tail beam.

Steel cable.

Boiler frame.

Point of impact of the boom.

The dummy traction trolley also started moving.

At the left entrance of the platform, the trailer covered with horns and fake connectors began to accelerate.

It dragged the remaining wheels and charged toward the right-line entrance.

Typing on low heat.

The dummy traction brain trailer approaches at full speed.

Impact target: rear side of the formation.

Lu Mingyuan stared at the screen, his throat tightening.

"It's going to fall down with you."

Su Yuan didn't look at him.

"Number 013, half a grid loose."

Tang Lan was stunned.

"Is it loose now?"

"loose."

Tang Lansong, half a grid.

Number 013 is sending power forward.

The tail anchor No. 005 is pressing down on the rear section, and the silencer is still attached to the No. 3 pipe clamp.

The main winch cable is taut.

one second.

The crane boom struck the right beam of the trestle bridge.

boom.

The bridge did not break into pieces.

It collapsed down a section of its length.

The right beam broke, the corrugated steel plate flipped up, and the entire train tilted towards the caisson side.

A muffled thud came from room 013.

The injured person was pulled back into the seat by the seatbelt.

In the third section, the reclining chairs of the twelve sleeping soldiers were tilted to one side. The old mechanic rushed over and pressed down on the water cup holder, spilling water all over his sleeves.

The No. 005 tail anchor dragged the right beam fragment downwards.

The young survivor crashed into the tailgate, his hand still gripping the isolation box winch.

"Tailbone Thirty-One!"

In the control room, several people stood up at the same time.

On the main screen, the train's center of gravity line crosses the safety zone.

Black water gushed out from beneath the caisson.

There is no way.

There is no bridge.

The fake tractor-trailer rushed into the right-line entrance.

Its horn is silent.

All the voiceprints were closed.

It stopped listening.

It's going to crash.

Wang Hu lay prone beside the front beam, the main winch cable stretched out like a black line beside him.

Su Yuan was in the driver's seat, pressing down on the winch control lever.

He didn't brake.

There was no reversing.

He released the front wheel brakes of the Devourer.

The moment the entire train set began to fall, the Zhenzhenshan boiler frame was caught by the main cable.

The weight of the 10,000-ton locomotive sank down from the front.

The Devourer did not immediately fall.

It was held in place by steel cables, and the body of the car body formed a huge hem around the boiler frame.

The veteran engineer in the control room was stunned.

"He's not anchored."

"He's posing."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the fake brain-traction trailer crashed into him.

It rushed toward the side and rear of the Devourer.

At its speed, this was enough to knock the convoy off the cableway.

Su Yuan lightly pressed the accelerator.

It's not about speeding up.

It provides a lateral engagement to the front wheels.

The winch is locked.

The tension caused by the sinking of the Zhenzhenshan boiler frame is transmitted back to the front beam of the Shihuanghao boiler along the steel cable.

The front of the Devourer suddenly pulled inward.

The sway angle of the entire train changed.

The dummy tow truck was originally going to crash into the side and rear.

The next instant, it crashed right into the trajectory of the sweeping steel cable.

The steel cable cut diagonally across the roof of the vehicle.

The first row of speaker grilles was cut off.

The second layer of dummy interface was torn.

The trailer chassis was pulled in the opposite direction by the force of the boiler frame falling, causing the wheel set to derail.

Wang Hu saw the thing fly up from the bridge.

It wasn't a crash.

It was torn to pieces.

The fake traction brain trailer was torn in two by the tension between the steel cable and the front beam of the Devourer.

The front half crashed into the broken beam, and the back half was dragged into the caisson. The cassette tape, loudspeaker, and fake towing hook inside scattered and fell into the black water.

The echo curve in the platform direction has completely returned to zero.

A line of text popped up on the small fire screen.

The brain signal was interrupted due to false traction.

The control room was silent for half a second.

Then someone slammed their fist on the table, then immediately covered their hand.

Lu Mingyuan didn't scold him.

He stared at the swaying train, his expression unwavering.

"The bridge is gone."

The pier has completely collapsed.

The broken beam detached from the right side.

The Devourer, Section 3, No. 013, and No. 005 are all suspended above the caisson.

The main winch cable is gripping the frame of the Zhenshan boiler.

The boiler frame is sinking.

The tension in the steel cable has reached its limit.

Wang Hu looked at the tension gauge.

"Boss, So will not last much longer!"

Su Yuan looked up at the front of the Zhenshan car.

It is now closer to the Devourer.

The cycloid brought them to the side of the boiler frame.

The armored shell of Zhenshan is located on the right front.

Heavy and substantial.

The outer skin of the super-heavy vehicle head from the old Blue Star era was thicker than the Hound Armor.

Su Yuan said, "A robotic arm."

Xiao Huo didn't ask.

Two maintenance robotic arms were deployed from the side compartment of the Devourer.

A strip clamps onto the edge of the town's outer shell.

Another one grabs the maintenance guard plate next to the boiler frame.

Wang Hu stared wide-eyed.

"Demolish now?"

Su Yuan looked at the tension of the steel cable.

"Why not dismantle it now, or wait until it falls down before dismantling it?"

Wang Hu shut up.

The next second, he grabbed the hydraulic shears and rushed to the side door.

"I'll pry off the outer panel!"

Su Yuan manipulated the robotic arm to exert force.

The armor shell of Zhenshan emitted a deforming sound.

One bolt at a time, they were pulled out.

Some of them were not removed and were torn off along with the base.

Smoke was coming out of the robotic arm's casing.

On the small fire screen, the electric current was alarmingly red.

Tang Lan watched this scene from inside Unit 013, her finger pressing on the brake lever.

She finally understood.

Su Yuan did not intend to escape by relying on Zhenshan.

He wants to demolish Zhenshan.

When the bridge collapsed.

While the convoy was suspended in the air.

When the steel cable could break at any moment.

In the control room, the veteran engineer pressed his entire face close to the main screen.

"He wants to swallow the core."

No one responded.

Because the answer has already been given in the visuals.

The outer shell of the Zhenshan Mountain was torn open.

A massive core module was exposed inside.

The cabin is not the interface for the new system.

There are no regular patterns or lines.

No smart authorization.

It is an ultra-heavy power core from an old era.

A large conductive busbar.

Multi-layer cooling shell.

Physical locking pin.

The residual heat flows slowly inside the shell.

Typing on low heat.

Blue Star Era Super Heavy Core.

Status: Cold furnace operating with waste heat.

Interface: Raw mechanical power supply.

System compatibility: None.

Su Yuan said, "We won't use the interface."

Wang Hu grinned, his face covered in ash and cold sweat.

"Go with your old methods?"

Su Yuan placed his hand next to the old terminal.

The original devouring logic at the bottom layer of the Devourer was activated.

This time, there was no system pop-up asking for permissions.

No certification.

There was no broadcast.

Dark gold conduits extended from the bottom of the car.

It's not a plug.

It is a power conduction tube with physical barbs.

They passed through the front beam of the Devourer and stretched from above the cracked bridge deck toward the core of the town.

The first one pierced the outer cooling shell of the core.

Sparks exploded.

The second one pierces the conductive busbar.

The third wire goes directly through the old insulation layer.

The screen is completely red when the flame is low.

Live operation.

High temperature risk.

Hedging risk.

Structural tearing risk.

Su Yuan only glanced at it.

"Suppress it."

Wang Hu and the maintenance worker used a pry bar to hold the conduit base in place.

Tang Lan had No. 013 partially locked in a half-lock, trying to reduce the amplitude of the swing in the later stage.

The 005 tail anchor is still hanging.

Its silencing weight fell off halfway off the bridge deck, but the isolation box was still attached to the outer beam.

The young survivor lay prone at the tail gate, his elbows wedged into the iron gaps.

"Number 005 is still here! The tail boom is 32mm long! It's not broken!"

Qin Yan opened her eyes on the stretcher.

He saw the dark gold conduit on the main screen pierce into the core of the mountain-suppressing formation, and his chapped lips twitched.

Xu Shen leaned closer.

Qin Yan's breath was very soft.

"Can it even eat that much...?"

No one answered.

The Devourer answered.

A deep rumble came from the engine compartment.

It wasn't the sound of an old engine.

It wasn't the sound of the cold furnace that guards the mountain.

The two sets of machinery are in conflict.

The dark golden fluid in the conduit was forced back by the core of the mountain-suppressing system, and the front of the Devouring Wasteland vehicle suddenly sank.

The main winch cable screamed again.

Wang Hu roared.

"Press down the catheter!"

The three maintenance workers rushed over together.

Heat waves gushed out from the joints of the ducts, burning through some people's sleeves, but they didn't let go of their hands.

Su Yuan placed his right hand on the old terminal.

The mechanical left eye's tricolor vertical pupil shrank to a single line.

He did not use the rules.

The system was not used.

He only allowed the lower levels of the Devouring Wasteland to treat the Mountain-Suppressing Core as an old part.

If the energy is mismatched, use physical piping to force it.

If the frequency is not right, use the engine idle speed to counteract it.

If there's no interface, puncture it.

On the small screen, the fusion progress was jumping around like it was broken.

Eleven percent.

Twenty-seven percent.

Nineteen percent.

Forty-three percent.

The core of the mountain was rebounded.

The outer layer of the catheter was heated red-hot.

The armor on the front of the Devourer began to bulge.

Wang Hu pressed down on the catheter base with both hands, his gloves smoking.

"Boss, it's pushing back!"

Su Yuan stepped on the gas.

For the first time, the Devourer's engine received reverse power from the Mountain-Suppressing Core.

The entire front of the car lit up briefly.

Dark gold high-pressure flames shot out from the exhaust port.

It is no longer a tail flame.

It is a stream of pressure jets.

The black water in the caisson was pressed down by the jet of water, causing a large depression in the well.

The main winch cable has fallen back from its ultimate tension.

It's not because it's lighter.

It was the Devourer that started to pull back.

The integration process is progressing steadily.

Sixty percent.

Seventy-four.

Eighty-nine.

The core outer shell of Zhenshan went completely dark.

A new vibration came from the engine room of the Devourer.

Shen.

thick.

Each rotation causes the frame to arch forward.

Typing on low heat.

The power integration is complete.

The original engine load limit has been rewritten.

Ultra-heavy core access.

Su Yuansong unlocked the winch lock.

Wang Hu's expression changed.

"Soda knows how to swing!"

Su Yuan floored the accelerator.

The front wheels of the Devourer suddenly spun on the edge of the suspended air.

There are no tracks.

The wheels got stuck on the rock wall of the caisson.

The newly integrated heavy-duty core directly injects torque into the wheelset.

The tires did not slip.

It forcefully shaved open the surface of the rock wall.

Sparks exploded along both sides of the wheel.

The Devourer pulls upwards.

Follow up in the third quarter.

The tail beam of No. 013 emitted a low groan.

On its final descent, No. 005 nearly crashed into the well wall.

The young survivor was thrown to the other side of the tailgate, then climbed back to report his number.

"Number 005 is still attached! The tail boom is at number 31! It's not broken!"

Tang Lan pressed down on the brake lever, her shoulder slammed against the side of the seat, and her lip bled.

She raised her hand and wiped it away.

"Number 013 is following!"

The Devourer continued its ascent.

Not along the track.

It was a path that was squeezed out between the rock face and the broken beam.

The wheel cut into the rock face.

Track plates, broken bridge beams, and old steel beams were crushed under the vehicle and turned into temporary rails.

Dark golden flames shot out from the rear of the vehicle, illuminating the black water at the bottom of the well.

There were also the remains of a fake brain-traction trailer in the black water.

They were swept up by the jet of air and then slammed back down.

In the control room, the veteran engineer stared at the new trajectory on the main screen, his lips moving for a long time.

"This is not a deviation from the track."

Lu Mingyuan took over.

"This is track construction."

The Devourer, leading its entire formation, charged out of the Broken Bridge area.

The last explosion-proof gate in front automatically closed.

The residual broadcast current in the storage system was squeezed out and broken.

"Illegal modification".

"Illegal annexation".

"Recycling process..."

Su Yuan did not slow down.

The first full-power output after the Zhenshan core was connected pushed the front of the Devourer even lower.

The robotic arm retracts.

The front beam heavy armor is deployed.

Wang Hu grabbed the side door handrail.

"Collide?"

Su Yuan only said one word.

"Collide."

The Devourer crashed into the explosion-proof gate.

The first door panel is dented.

The second layer of lock beam broke.

The third layer of hydraulic pins was directly pierced by the front beam.

The gate flipped outwards and crashed into the old tunnel.

The train hounds that had been chasing them from outside had just stepped onto the tracks, and hadn't even had time to unfold their saw blades.

The Devourer charged out.

The torque at the core of the Zhenshan (a type of solar power system) pushes the speed into a range that the old sensors could not read.

The pack of hounds began to give chase.

The first vehicle had just caught up with the tail track when its front track was pierced by steel fragments kicked up by the jet stream.

The second vehicle attempted to flank from the side, but was deflected by a broken track plate thrown out by vehicle 013 and crashed into the rock wall.

The third unit locked onto the 005 tail anchor, and as soon as the hydraulic hook extended, the Devourer increased its speed by another gear.

The hook claw missed.

The hound was overturned by the wind pressure and broken rails, and the saw blade cut into its own chassis.

One after another.

They were not destroyed into complete wreckage.

They were broken into parts.

On both sides of the exit passage of Base 04, survivors stood in temporary shelters.

No one dared to turn on the lights.

Only the kerosene lamp was pressed against the wall.

As the Devourer rushed past them, the dark golden flames illuminated the inscriptions on the wall.

Do not trust white lights.

Powder goes first.

Knock first when asking for directions.

Do not uninstall number 005.

The words lit up for a moment, then were covered by smoke and dust.

The veteran engineer stood in front of the main screen in the control room, his hand still resting on the table.

He watched as the Devourer dragged the third section, No. 013, and No. 005 out of the base's outer ring, his heart pounding heavily.

The technician whispered the news from the side.

"The false traction brain signal has disappeared."

"True Zhenshan Core Offline".

"Power reading of car number 001...exceeds the station's scale."

Lu Mingyuan looked at the grayed-out town icon.

"Stop using the old measuring stick."

No one responded.

Everyone saw it.

That's not a maintenance vehicle.

They are no longer abandoned train carriages.

The thing dragged a string of damaged carts and burned itself out of the well.

The wind-blown inlet and outlet of the wasteland.

Red sand splashed against the car window.

The Devourer broke off its tracks outside Base 04, and its four wheels landed back on the hard wasteland.

The car body suddenly sank heavily.

The third section, numbers 013 and 005 fell in turn.

The steel cable and coupling were fully taut and then bounced back.

Tang Lan pressed the brake lever and waited for the car to stabilize before releasing the handle.

She looked down at her palm.

It was all sweat and blood.

The young survivor lay down by the tailgate, making sure that No. 005 was still there, before pressing his forehead against the door frame.

"The tail anchor is still there."

The sound was very soft.

Wang Hu sat back in the passenger seat; his gloves had been burned through in two places.

He stared at the new power curve on the control panel, remaining silent for a long time.

Xiao Huo types on the screen.

Archived coordinates of Base 04.