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

The connecting rails to the inner ring of the Great Wall are very narrow.

The Devourer had just broken out of the No. 07 elevated hub, and the automatic refining furnace on its right side was still spitting sparks, with a few old green lights on the furnace wall flickering. The Mountain-Suppressing Core hummed low in the engine compartment, and new alloy repair fluid flowed along the front beam, the freshly filled cracks still emitting heat.

The convoy did not stop.

The third life support module was attached at the rear, followed by the No. 013 casualty module, and the No. 005 silent ballast baggage car was at the very end. With the four modules plus the refining furnace on the right, the weight was beyond what the old Devourer could comprehend.

The small torch pulls the braking curve to the center of the main screen.

There is currently sufficient power redundancy.

Current braking distance: Out of control.

It is recommended to keep the speed below 22 km/h.

Wang Hu lay down beside the inspection port on the front beam and tightened a bolt that had been loosened by the vibration. Just as he released the wrench, another bolt next to it was pushed outwards by half a turn.

He cursed.

"We can surge now, but the problem is we can't stop."

Su Yuan didn't respond.

He looked ahead.

One red light after another illuminated the inner ring tunnel, the light pressing against the rusty iron walls and casting shadows at the end of the tracks. It wasn't a traffic jam.

It is a mechanical graveyard stretching for several kilometers.

The hound chassis overturned beside the track, the Corruptor mech was crushed into a wrecked shell, the Zhenshan model's front shell was broken in two, and the expeditionary force's old armored vehicle, crane, brake frame, coupling, and broken axle were all rusted together.

The wreckage was piled up higher than the roof of the car.

Some crane booms were stuck at an angle on either side of the track, as if they had been forcibly broken off and dumped here. Deeper inside, old dismantling rollers turned slowly in the darkness, their iron teeth covered with hardened, dried sludge.

There was a smell of spoiled coolant in the air.

Tang Lan connected via channel 013.

"Lead vehicle, wounded soldier number 013 is now secured. The newly installed ceramic plate on the right side is stable, but the morgue will swerve if there is a sudden stop."

The veteran mechanic also spoke up.

"The twelve sleeping soldiers are still steady in the third quarter. The water cup holders haven't jumped. Don't come to a sudden stop, or something will happen to my side first."

At the tail gate of number 005, the young survivors were quickly counting off.

"Right beam number 005, 24mm, isolator temperature is normal, right second cargo compartment is untouched, muffler has been replaced with the main track plate, it can still be worn."

Su Yuan reduced the car speed to 15 km/h.

The right furnace opening of the mobile refining furnace switched to low power, and the flame narrowed. The Devourer pressed into the edge of the mechanical graveyard, its wheels crushing over the first layer of scrap iron with a dull, squeezing sound.

Just then, a set of underlying code appeared at the bottom of the main screen.

Click.

Click.

Click.

The cursor on the small fire icon froze for half a second.

Signal source: Mechanical graveyard center.

Numbering format: Pangu Project.

Low-level identification: No. 001.

The driver's cab fell silent.

Wang Hu looked up from the front beam, his face still covered in soot.

"001?"

Inside room 013, Xu Shen, holding onto the stretcher, had a changed expression.

Shen Yuanzhou lifted half of the blanket, stared at the underlying identification code that popped up on the intercom screen, and moved his lips.

Qin Yan, who had been keeping his eyes closed, now had his knuckles striking the iron bars of the stretcher.

Two short.

Stop.

Three short.

Xiao Huo translated it.

A priori, unreliable.

Su Yuan moved his hand from the accelerator to the old terminal.

"Wang Hu, powder gray."

Wang Hu immediately grabbed a bag of lime powder, opened the front observation port, and sprinkled it along the track surface and the gaps in the wreckage.

"Light fire, thermal imaging."

Screen switching.

Deep within the mechanical graveyard, at the so-called 001 beacon location, there was no human heat source, nor any thermal response from the life support capsule. Only an old piece of equipment, generating low-frequency heat, produced very little heat even after repeated tapping of its steel casing.

The old mechanic pulled the cup holder closer in the third quarter.

"The water is half a grid to the left. Something is moving below, but not directly below the beacon."

Su Yuan ordered the Devourer to continue approaching at a low speed.

Click.

Click.

Click.

The code is still being entered.

The frequency is almost identical to the idle speed of the Devourer's bottom layer.

In the center of the mechanical graveyard, an old Blue Star terminal, lying beneath the remains of a hunting dog, suddenly lit up, its green background and white text projected onto the main screen.

"Duplicate car number 001 detected."

"Isolate conflicts with the same number."

"Keep the lead car."

"Disassemble and reassemble duplicates."

The next second, a series of explosions came from the pile of scrap metal.

Dozens of hydraulic grippers popped out from the gaps in the wreckage.

The first batch headed straight for the front beam of the Devouring Wasteland.

The second wave emerged from beneath the debris mountain on the left and headed towards the bottom of the third life pod.

The third batch bypassed the right side of No. 013 and sandwiched the outer beam of the wounded personnel compartment.

The last few, the darkest ones, stretched out along the bottom of the rail, biting towards the tail anchor of No. 005 and the support above the isolation box.

The dismantling rollers beneath the cemetery began to accelerate.

The tracks were lifted up by the rubble, and the ground seemed to be held up from below by old machines, slowly sending the entire train toward the heart of the cemetery.

The screen is completely red when the flame is low.

The old recycling agreement took over the cemetery clamps.

Isolation is effective for conflicts with the same serial number.

It is recommended to uninstall unnecessary trainsets before attaching them to ensure the passage of the lead car.

Tang Lan's voice came from number 013, and it was cold and harsh.

"Everyone in team 013, whoever touches the unhooking protective cover, I'll hit them first."

She held the brake lever with one hand and pressed the release cover with the other. The people in the casualty pod were pale-faced, and no one dared to move.

At the tailgate of No. 005, the young survivor lunged at the isolation box, using his body to block the swaying claw projection above.

"Number 005 is locked! Tail beam 27!"

In the control room of Base 04, Lu Mingyuan stared at the screen.

The veteran engineer's face darkened when he saw the old format commands from Blue Star.

"Same-source recycling protocol. Used for handling runaway backup lead cars."

The technician next to him asked in a low voice, "Can that car break free?"

The veteran engineer did not return immediately.

He looked at the force curves of the third section and number 013.

"Struggle hard, and the first thing to break is the hanger."

In the Wasteland AM relay, the old terminals of the Slaughterhouse, Bonebreaker, and Nighthound were simultaneously playing this scene.

Someone whispered, "This is troublesome."

"The serial number is locked; the more you resist, the more it resembles a duplicate."

"To protect the lead car, you have to cut off the rear."

Before the tattered interface of the high-dimensional dark web, the young elder stared at the line "Repeated 001 First Car," and finally, a smile appeared on his lips.

"It uses Earth's own recycling protocol."

The afterimage beside him asked, "Does Su Yuan respect authority?"

The young elder stared at the three sections of the Devourer at the rear.

"It doesn't make sense. It recognizes the conflicting serial numbers, not the mouth."

Inside the mechanical graveyard, the first claw gripped the front beam of the Devourer.

The new alloy casing was dented.

The second clamping jaws bit into the third coupling. The veteran mechanic used a crowbar to wedge it in place, and the crowbar bent into an arc on the spot, but the jaws still pressed against the outer beam.

The third section of the force jumps to twenty-eight.

Tail beam number 013, number 29.

The No. 005 tail anchor was dragged at an angle toward the dismantling roller, and the silencer pendulum ground long sparks on the scrap iron.

Calculate quickly over a low flame.

If force is applied forcibly, the third coupling will break first.

If the power is reduced, the entire train will enter the dismantling roller working area within fourteen seconds.

Wang Hu grabbed the main winch handle.

"Boss, which way should we pull?"

Su Yuan didn't look at the claws.

He stared at the pinkish-gray.

After the lime powder fell onto the track, it did not drift toward the "001 beacon" in the center of the machinery graveyard. The powder line was swallowed by a set of old interconnected relay boxes on the lower left, where there was a small negative pressure port hidden between the chassis of two Hound trains.

The beeping sound of the lottery results came again.

Click.

Click.

Click.

Su Yuan tapped the edge of the old terminal.

Xiao Huo immediately amplified the waveform of the code.

Qin Yan raised her hand on stretcher number 013 and lightly touched her fingertips together twice.

Xiao Huo Translation.

slow.

Su Yuan looked at the waveform.

Each time the code is transmitted from the "beacon point" to the track, it is 0.4 seconds slower.

The delay was not caused by underground distance.

It is a relay forwarding.

"Fake beacon."

Wang Hu turned his head.

"What?"

Su Yuan pointed to the gap in the wreckage to the lower left.

"The 001 frequency doesn't originate from the center. The repeater box is learning from us."

The small torch overlays the thermal image and the powder trajectory.

The so-called distress point in the center of the machinery graveyard only had a single mechanical transponder repeatedly striking its steel casing. The actual device responsible for absorbing, forwarding, and driving the recycling protocol was the old interconnected relay box in the lower left corner.

Shen Yuanzhou's voice was hoarse.

"The relay can read the idling rhythm of the lead car."

Qin Yan tapped the inkstone again.

I fooled it halfway.

Su Yuan spoke.

"Wang Hu, keep the repeater box connected but don't disconnect it."

Wang Hu swung out his hook claw.

The first blow hit the hound's chassis and bounced off.

The second time, it drilled between the two broken shafts and hooked onto the maintenance lug on the side of the old linkage relay box.

"Hang on!"

Su Yuan turned to low heat.

"A half-beat delay in idling."

Without wasting words, Xiao Huo directly adjusted the idle frequency of the Devourer's Bottom, delayed the output by 0.4 seconds, and counter-attacked into the relay box along the grappling hook cable.

Click.

Click.

Click.

The code transmission of the fake 001 beacon was off by half a beat.

The green text on the old terminal flashed once.

"Duplicates have been isolated."

"Waiting for disassembly confirmation."

The hydraulic gripper stopped moving.

Only half a second.

The disassembly roller speed decreased by one notch.

Tang Lan seized this opportunity.

"Number 013 pushes back half a grid!"

Track 013 growled and, in a semi-locked state, pushed forward slightly, removing the third track section.

The young survivor lunged at the 005 tailgate before the auxiliary cable winch, pressed down on the handle with both hands, and forcefully pulled the tail anchor back two inches from the edge of the dismantling roller.

"Number 005 is back! Tail boom reduced from 28 to 26!"

In the control room of Base 04, the veteran engineer suddenly took a step forward.

"He did not crack the permissions."

Lu Mingyuan looked at him.

The veteran engineer stared at the waveform, his finger hovering over the 0.4-second delay.

"He's deceiving the mechanical echo."

On the slaughterhouse board, the fire control officer's lips grew dry from looking at the screen.

"Did he mistake the fake 001 for a broken speaker and tune it?"

The adjutant didn't scold him.

Because in the footage, the gripper did indeed stop.

In the higher-dimensional dark web, the smile on the young elder's face vanished.

"He doesn't even touch his privileges."

The old elder had his eyes closed.

"Permissions can be deceiving. But pink and gray (referring to online users) can't."

The old recycling system at the mechanical graveyard was quickly repaired.

The green background with white text popped up again.

"Isolation abnormality".

"Forced disassembly and restoration".

The grippers apply pressure again.

The disassembly rollers rotated again.

Su Yuan did not retreat further.

He looked to the right at the moving refining furnace.

"Wang Hu, tighten the relay box with the main winch."

Wang Hu was taken aback.

"Pull it out?"

"Including the ingredients behind it."

Su Yuan released the dark gold conduit.

The conduits extended from below the chassis of the Devourer. One pierced into the scrap metal layer next to the old coupling relay box, the second penetrated the Hound chassis, and the third pierced into the old brake frame even deeper.

The furnace opening of the mobile refining furnace is opened.

Orange-red flames burst forth.

The small fire pops up a sorting list.

Available materials: Hound chassis high carbon beams, old heavy-duty brake frame, fragments of the same model shell from Zhenshan, high-strength brake calipers, cooling discs, and coupling sleeves.

Recommended objective: Braking system upgrade.

Su Yuan only said two words.

"Open the furnace."

The conveyor belt inside the refining furnace made a loud thud.

The hound chassis, caught by the conduit, was forcibly dragged out of the scrap heap, along with the remains of two Corruptor mechs, and rolled towards the furnace opening.

Living metal residue is burned into black ash by high temperature.

The old brake frame was shredded.

Fragments of the same type of outer shell from Zhenshan were sent to the smelting area.

Silver-gray metal flowed out from the side pipe of the refining furnace and entered the temporary mold at the bottom of the Devourer.

Wang Hu's eyes lit up when he saw the finished product design.

"Heavy-duty braking array?"

Typing on low heat.

Segmented heavy-duty braking array.

Functions: Multi-section synchronous braking, tail anchor anti-tow stabilization, coupled impact buffering, and low-speed rapid deceleration for overweight trains.

Installation locations: front chassis, third guide frame, tail beam 013, front hook sleeve 005.

Wang Hu grabbed the welding torch and rushed towards the side cabin.

"Maintenance team, get out there! Bring the heavy parts! Don't bring the rusty ones!"

Two maintenance workers from Base 04 followed them out, one dragging a newly cast brake caliper and the other holding a guide rack, sparks flying backward from their feet.

The convoy was still being dragged by the clamps while it was moving.

Wang Hu had half his body hanging outside the side compartment of the Devourer, his knees braced against the bottom beam, as he fastened the first set of heavy-duty brake calipers to the rear of the front axle.

"Lock!"

The maintenance worker inserted the red-hot lock pin.

Wang Hu killed him with a single blow.

The second set of brake calipers is connected to the chassis crossbeam.

The veteran mechanic opened the inspection cover of the guide frame at the bottom of the third section, cursing under his breath, but his hands were steady.

"Pass me that alloy bar! Not the short one, but the long one! It needs to hold down the bottom beam of the life pod!"

Tang Lan adjusted the rhythm in number 013.

"Number 013, listen to the lead vehicle, do not brake suddenly. Right track half-locked, left track following."

The young survivor picked up the newly cast connecting sleeve from the tailgate of vehicle 005, and kept switching hands because it was so hot, but he didn't throw it away.

"The No. 005 front hook cover has arrived!"

Wang Hu roared back, "Put it on! Don't let the anchor wobble!"

"I'll take it! Don't rush me!"

At hook 005, the alloy sheath engages with the old coupling, the auxiliary cable loops around the tail boom, and then attaches to the new brake frame. The silencer is lowered by half a foot to suppress tail vibration.

Mechanical graveyards are no longer just an obstacle.

It was dismantled by the Devourer.

The hound's chassis was towed away.

The corrosive leg frame was shredded.

The old crane boom was transformed into an impact-resistant beam.

The same model shell as Zhenshan has been replaced with a brake pad backplate.

The fake 001 beacon in the center of the cemetery was still reporting its code, but each time it sounded, it was disrupted by the half-beat delayed idling echo from the small fire. The old recycling agreement kept misinterpreting the signals, causing the grippers to jerk and the dismantling rollers to move at inconsistent speeds.

Taking advantage of this delay, Su Yuan pushed forward while feeding the refining furnace.

No one was sitting in the control room of Base 04.

Lu Mingyuan watched as the Devourer was forged, installed, and calibrated in the mechanical graveyard, unable to utter a single word.

The veteran engineer called out the numbers in a low voice.

"First stage of braking engaged."

"Section 3: Guided Access"

"Tail beam buffer connection No. 013".

"005 tail anchor reverse towing access".

"This isn't a temporary brake."

The technician next to him asked, "What's that?"

The veteran engineer stared at the green module on the main screen.

"A braking array capable of towing multiple units."

The Wasteland AM channel was quiet for a long time.

Those who were originally waiting for the Devourer to be locked down by its number all saw the vehicle devour the mechanical graveyard piece by piece.

The fire control officer at the slaughterhouse touched his gun control console.

"It just lost control of its braking distance."

The adjutant added.

"We're applying the brakes on site right now."

"Use a cemetery?"

"Use a cemetery."

In the high-dimensional dark web, the young elder stared at the screen full of data, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.

"He didn't escape the graveyard."

The old elder opened his eyes and looked at the collapsing mountain of scrap iron.

The young elder finished speaking the second half of the sentence.

"He removed the cemetery brakes."

When the last set of braking arrays was connected, the Devourer was already close to the graveyard exit.

Ahead lay a section of abandoned track, its surface clogged with scrapped cars and remnants of dismantling rollers. The old recycling system seemed to sense that the Devourer was about to detach, and all its grippers tightened simultaneously.

Section 3 Connector 29.

Tail beam No. 013, 29.6.

The stern anchor No. 005 has increased its lateral sway.

A small red message popped up.

The impact is about to accumulate.

It is recommended to test the new braking array.

Wang Hu had just finished welding the last locking hook and was leaning against the side hatch, his goggles covered in sparks.

"Boss, wanna give it a try?"

Su Yuan looked at the abandoned railway tracks ahead.

"try."

He didn't rush to step on it.

Press down the brake lever with your right hand, and simultaneously adjust the core output of the Zhenshan control system with your left hand.

The engine of the Devourer suddenly sank.

It wasn't an uncontrolled nodding.

It involves simultaneous application of force in all four braking stages.

The new clamps on the lead car chassis gripped the main shaft, the third guide frame pressed down on the shaking life capsule, the No. 013 tail beam buffer released force in three steps, and the No. 005 tail anchor anti-tow frame pulled the entire rear of the train backward.

The grippers in the scrap metal pile were pulled in the opposite direction.

The force of the dismantling rollers failed to break up the convoy; instead, the new brake array cut it into several segments, dispersing them to the front beam, couplings, and tail anchor.

Number 013 is only half a foot horizontally.

The water level in the third cup holder rose and then fell back to its original position.

The 005 tail anchor was thrown to the right and was pulled back to the center line by the auxiliary cable.

The small fire screen changes from red to yellow, and then from yellow to green.

The segmented heavy-duty braking array was successfully connected.

The controlled rapid deceleration of the overweight train was completed.

Braking distance decreased by 48%.

The frame torque distribution is stable.

The mobile arsenal has taken initial shape.

Tang Lan's grip on the brake lever loosened slightly.

"Number 013 didn't explode."

A dry laugh came from the old mechanic's side.

"It didn't fly in the third quarter either."

The young survivor lay by the tailgate of No. 005, his face covered in oil.

"Item 005 is still there. The isolation container hasn't been touched. The second compartment from the right is normal."

Wang Hu slammed the welding torch into the ground.

"You can stop now."

Su Yuan released the brake lever.

"Being able to walk is more important."

The core of Zhenshan has been revitalized.

The front beam of the Devourer crashed through the last layer of wreckage. The mobile refining furnace was still swallowing scrap metal, scooping up the remaining Hound chassis, old brake calipers, and broken couplings along the way, casting them into spare tracks, brake pads, coupling sleeves, and impact beams.

A passage was carved out of the mechanical graveyard.

The two sides of the wreckage slowly collapsed, and the red lights went out one by one in the smoke and dust. The fake 001 code transmitter was dragged out of the scrap metal layer by the main winch, its casing covered with old Blue Star interconnected relay markings.

It still wants to knock.

Click.

As soon as he tapped it, Wang Hu stomped on the shell and shattered it.

There was no one inside.

All that remained were a badly worn code wheel, an old voice coil, and a blackened identification plate.

The results will pop up after scanning with a small flame.

Fake 001 beacon source: old linked repeater box.

Data residue: The underlying idle speed clock cycle number 001 was read.

Source unknown.

Su Yuan glanced at it and didn't let anyone put it into the car.

"External packaging".

Wang Hu picked up the identification plate, threw it into a small lead box, covered it with dry sand, and then hung it on the outer side of the isolation box No. 005.

Shen Yuanzhou looked at the board in room 013, his expression grim.

"There's something deep inside the Great Wall that remembers the 001 beat."

Qin Yan closed his eyes and tapped lightly with his fingertips.

Xiao Huo Translation.

It's not that I remember.

I overheard it.

No one in the carriage responded.

The Devourer sailed out of the mechanical graveyard exit.

A black gap had been dug into the scrap metal graveyard several kilometers behind, the edges of the wreckage still collapsing. To the right, the refining furnace hummed as it pressed the last batch of material into alloy strips, which were then fed into the storage rack beneath the vehicle.

In the control room of Base 04, Lu Mingyuan stood in front of the main screen, not sitting down for a long time.

The veteran engineer stared at the new module list of the Devourer.

"Heavy-duty braking array, mobile refining furnace, mountain-stabilizing core, anti-magnetic outer shell, acid-resistant patches, tail anchor ballast..."

The technician's throat was dry.

"Is this still the lead vehicle?"

The old engineer didn't return.

AM relay transmits the footage to the edge of the wasteland.

Slaughterhouse, Bonebreaker, Nighthound – all the old terminals showed the Devourer sailing out of the graveyard with its complete fleet.

The third quarter is still ongoing.

Number 013 is still around.

Number 005 is still around.

The refining furnace on the right is still emitting flames.

The undercarriage features a heavy-duty brake frame, the new alloy gleaming under the red light. Every time it moves forward a short distance, the spare track and brake calipers at the rear ram against the storage rack with a solid sound.

The remnants of the warlord forces in the distance also received the relayed footage.

The gray-clothed leader stared at the screen for a long time before raising his hand to slap away the hand of the soldier next to him that was reaching for the communicator.

Don't ask the price.

The soldier was stunned.

"What's the price?"

The gray-clothed leader stared at the gnawed-through graveyard passage.

"The price for a life. We can't afford it."

In the high-dimensional dark web, the young elder's face turned pale.

He looked at the data of the Devourer, comparing the curves before and after the graveyard.

The brakes failed before entering the cemetery.

After leaving the graveyard, the braking system was formed.

He whispered, "Every time the road is blocked, it gains another set of organs."

The shadowy figure beside him didn't dare to take it.

Su Yuan did not watch the external channels.

He only looked at the map ahead.

"Next stop."

The Little Torch Great Wall inner ring route has been refreshed.

Cooling and rail-changing station No. 08.

Nine kilometers away.

Expected resources: cryogenic coolant, track module, track changing mechanism.

Risk: Unknown.

Wang Hu sat back in the passenger seat, took off his goggles, and noticed several blisters on the back of his hand from the burn. He glanced at the brake light and gave a slight twitch of his lips.

"Finally, we can brake. If there's coolant at the next station, give me my gloves to cool them down first."

Tang Lan connected via channel 013.

"First, cool down the casualty ward. The acid fumes and welding heat combined to make it feel like a sauna inside."

The old mechanic chimed in.

"First, cool the third guide frame section. Otherwise, next time you brake suddenly, the bottom beam of the life support compartment will be yelling at you."

The young survivors were shouting from over there, on the side of number 005.

"The #005 sound damper needs replacing too! It's practically worn down to a sheet of metal!"

Wang Hu was completely bewildered.

"We want it all, we want it all. See? We're a mobile arsenal now, and our debts have increased accordingly."

Su Yuan remained silent.

The Devourer accelerated along the inner ring track.

The new brake array emitted a deep, resonant click from under the vehicle, and several small decelerations were handled with remarkable stability. The third section stopped swaying erratically, the 013 tail beam curve descended to a safe zone, and the 005 tail anchor sway was controlled to within half a foot.

The refining furnace on the right side has entered a low-power heat preservation phase.

The core of the mountain and the old engine were now moving closer together.

The nine-kilometer stretch was quickly shortened.

The area of ​​the track ahead was illuminated by a cold blue-white light.

Xiao Huo received an automatic broadcast.

"A mobile arsenal has been detected approaching."

"Cooling and rail-changing station No. 08 has been activated."

"Preheating of the track-changing system."

"Please connect the blue line to complete the cooling and track calibration."

As soon as the broadcast ended, the entire section of track ahead began to move laterally.

A cold blue light shone on the left track, the rail surface was clean, and cold mist wafted out along the rail.

There were no lights on the right track, the tracks and walls were completely covered in frost, and the temperature curve was abnormally low.

Wang Hu frowned.

"The blue line looks like the right path."

Qin Yan suddenly opened her eyes while on stretcher number 013.

He raised his hand and tapped the side of the stretcher.

Each beat was more urgent than the last.

The Little Fire Translation pop-up appears.

Don't go across the blue line.

The blue line will freeze the wheels.