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

When the Devourer departed from Cooling and Rail Changing Station No. 08, water was still dripping from the bottom of the train.

The low-temperature cooling ring rotated along the core energy-conducting pipe of Zhenshan, suppressing the white mist on the outer layer of the pipe wall and preventing it from seeping into the carriage. The active rail-changing chassis gently corrected the rail gaps for the first time, and a short, metallic clicking sound came from below the chassis.

The third quarter was a sure thing.

Number 013 is a sure thing.

The 005 tail anchor is also stable.

Wang Hu had just put on an old protective glove, his palm still wrapped in cloth. He looked at the map that Xiao Huo had refreshed, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Ammunition Supply Station No. 09"

He patted the new brake lever next to the passenger seat.

"This station sounds like it will bring you wealth."

Tang Lan took over the call from channel 013.

"It sounds like it could explode."

The old mechanic snorted.

"If we don't blow up the ammunition depot, are we supposed to cook you noodles?"

Xiao Huo's screen suddenly flashed red.

A line of text pops up at the bottom layer of the old terminal.

"Station No. 09 is out of stock."

"All ammunition is loaded."

There was a moment of silence in the driver's cab.

From the depths of darkness ahead, the first sound of the cannon breech closing rang out.

Click.

Then came the second sound.

Third tone.

Click click click click click—

The dense sound of mechanical fastening came from both sides of the track, as if the entire gun emplacement had awakened at the same time.

The headlights of the Devourer shone down, revealing only rows of empty racks. The racks had been dismantled, leaving only their skeletons lying across the sides of the tracks. Behind the walls, in the ceiling plenum, and in the hidden grooves at the bottom of the tracks, automatic turrets protruded from their muzzles, their cold white sight lines crisscrossing across the vehicle's body.

The refining furnace on the right is kept warm at low power, and the red flames inside the furnace mouth are suppressed by the cold light from the cannon muzzle.

The smile on Wang Hu's face vanished.

"It says the inventory is empty?"

The small torch scanning screen is pushed onto the main screen.

Ammunition depot shelves: empty.

Ground ammunition box: Empty.

Ammunition supply slots in wall-mounted turrets: heat source present.

Ceiling-mounted automatic cannon mount: Heat source present.

Rail-based close-in weapon system: Heat source present.

Destroyed turret wreckage: heat source present.

A very short report came from Tang Lan's side.

"Casualty compartment 013 cannot withstand close-range blast shocks. The temperature inside the compartment, which has just dropped, has not yet stabilized."

The veteran mechanic also took over.

"The third life pod is vulnerable to shockwaves. The reclining chair locks have just thawed; don't let it be subjected to another shockwave."

The young survivor's voice was strained as he spoke from the tailgate of number 005.

"Isolation box No. 005 has a normal temperature. The tail beam is at 24.7. The second compartment on the right has not moved."

Su Yuan didn't look at the cannon barrels.

He looked at the track surface.

The frost still lingered on the edges of the wheels at station 08, and the automatic track-changing slider gently rubbed against the rail seam. Further ahead, there was an abnormally clean groove in the middle of the track, and all the drainage holes on both sides were tilted towards the center.

The old radio started playing.

"Ammunition supply station No. 09 activated."

"A mobile arsenal has been detected approaching."

"Inventory is empty."

"Please proceed to the central depressurization rail for empty chamber verification."

"Verification content: breechblock unloading, ballistic clearance, and group detonation risk assessment."

"Verification does not involve disassembly."

Wang Hu cursed.

"They've already filled the cannons with shells, and they still say their stockpile is empty?"

Shen Yuanzhou propped himself up on stretcher number 013, staring at the old military equipment format, his face grim.

"Old armories kept these kinds of accounts. If there were no bullets on the shelves, the inventory was zero. Loaded ammunition was considered ready to fire, not part of the inventory."

Qin Yan tapped his knuckles twice.

Xiao Huo Translation.

Empty bay inspection agreement.

Lu Mingyuan's voice came in from the control room of Base 04.

"The veteran engineer recognized it. Station 09 was exploiting loopholes in the old procedures. It could report an empty warehouse while simultaneously firing."

The old engineer had a hoarse voice.

"Don't go into the central depressurization rail. There's definitely a detonation relief chute there. If the lead car goes in, the trailer will be diverted."

As soon as he finished speaking, three safety diversion rails rose up in front of the track.

The center line is illuminated by a white light.

The sign on the left reads "Medical Cabin Earthquake Avoidance Passage".

The right side is low, with black blast-proof walls converging to both sides, and a sign reads "Rear abandoned blast-proof pit".

The broadcast continued.

"The rear-mounted non-military certified formations pose a risk of secondary explosion."

Recommendation: The lead vehicle should move into the center line.

"Recommendation: In the third section, number 013 should move to the left line."

Recommendation: Unload luggage cart No. 005 into the abandoned explosion-proof pit on the right.

"After the traffic is distributed, perform an empty warehouse verification."

Dozens of close-in weapon systems turned simultaneously.

The cannon was not aimed at the Devourer.

All-Aim 005.

In the footage from the tailgate of vehicle number 005, the young survivor's expression changed. Behind him, several wounded and survivors instinctively looked towards the detachment protective cover.

Inside carriage 013, someone also moved slightly.

Tang Lan drew her gun.

boom!

She shattered the warning light next to the unhooking cover with a single shot, and red fragments exploded on the ground.

She didn't remove the gun from her sight.

"Take one more look, then I'll kick."

No one moved.

Tang Lan tucked the gun back into her waistband, her hand still pressing on the brake lever.

"The lead bus, number 013, will not be diverted."

The old mechanic cursed under his breath in the third quarter.

"They won't go down the left flank in the third quarter either. The 'left flank' thing is too new; it's for kids."

At the rear door of No. 005, the young survivor pushed the ammunition box next to the isolation box to the front and lay down on it.

"Number 005 won't fall into the trap."

Su Yuan reduced the car speed to two kilometers per hour.

"Pinkish-gray".

Wang Hu grabbed the bag of lime, opened the front observation port, and first sprinkled it towards the center line.

The powder fell to the edge of the central pressure relief rail, paused for half a second, and was then sucked into the bottom of the rail gap, leaving a very straight line.

He then cast the left line again.

The powder-gray object jumped twice at the entrance of the "medical cabin shock absorption passage" before being swept towards the dark groove at the bottom of the track by the airflow below.

Next to the right-line disposal pit, the dust and ash fell and collapsed directly downwards, as if it had fallen into a vertical vent.

Wang Hu turned around.

"It's all trash."

Mark the airflow path with a small torch.

Central pressure relief rail: detonation guide channel.

Left line: Shock wave reflecting cavity.

Right line: Low-level explosion-proof pit with one-way drop gate.

Tang Lan's expression turned even colder upon seeing the structure on the left.

"It wants to use number 013 as a buffer."

The old mechanic tapped the bottom beam of the recliner in the third quarter.

"In the third quarter, the shockwave bounced back, and all twelve players were knocked over."

The broadcast paused for a second.

Subsequently, the close-in weapon system's breechblock was partially opened and closed.

Click.

Click.

"Refuse to divert patients."

"Perform tail detonation isolation pre-verification."

The first round of artillery fire did not hit the Devourer.

Two low-velocity armor-piercing rounds grazed past the left side of No. 005, leaving a trail of sparks and scraping off a bit of new paint from the mounting sleeve.

The third missile swept past from the right, and the jet stream pushed the 005 tail anchor sideways by half a foot.

The young survivor collapsed onto the isolation box, his shoulder hitting the corner, and let out a muffled groan.

"Stern anchor swinging sideways! Twenty-six! Twenty-seven!"

The fourth shell grazed the silencer of No. 005, leaving a white mark on the outer layer of the track plate.

Wang Hu grabbed the main winch handle.

"I'll pull it back!"

"Don't pull."

Su Yuan's voice was not loud.

Wang Hu stopped.

"Knocking on the track."

Wang Hu gritted his teeth, switched to a long hook, extended it through the observation port, and struck the steel beam next to the turret at the bottom of the rail.

clang.

clang.

On the third strike, a very faint sound of the barrel being ejected came from behind the turret.

Click.

Su Yuan looked at the main screen.

The small fire has amplified the waveform of the breechblock.

Before each close-in weapon system (CIWS) fires, the breechblock is first pulled back half a notch before closing completely.

The sound of the barrel being ejected precedes the muzzle flash by 0.3 seconds.

It's not the turret that makes the judgment.

There is a unified rhythm below.

Wang Hu knocked twice more, and the dust drifted forward along the gaps in the rails, finally landing on an old-fashioned ammunition conveyor chain.

The conveyor chain was hidden beneath the center of the track; the links were wide and covered in old oil and frost. Each time the breechblock was prepared, the links would jerk slightly.

The small fire is marked with a red box.

Command link: Rail-based ammunition transport chain.

Turret timing source: unified ammunition feeding synchronization wheel.

Su Yuan glanced at it.

"Main winch, with the conveyor chain virtually attached."

Wang Hu understood.

He swung out the hook, the first strike hitting the guardrail with a flash of sparks. The second strike saw the hook slide in along the bottom of the rail and hook onto the inspection hole on the side of the conveyor chain.

"It's stuck. It didn't kill it."

"Half-beat delay"

The small fire immediately adjusted the breechblock rhythm, delaying the muzzle ejection sound by 0.3 seconds, and then backfired along the main winch cable to the conveyor chain.

Click.

Click.

Click click.

The breechblocks of the first rank of close-in weapon systems were out of order.

The turret was preparing to engage the barrel, but the conveyor belt transmitted a message that it was "not fully engaged."

The first dozen or so cannons simultaneously ejected their barrels.

clack clack-

In the ammunition chute, the shells lost their propulsion and rolled down the inclined chute.

It didn't fall on the ground.

The external bucket of the refining furnace on the right side of the Devourer was already open.

clang!

The first shell rolled into the bucket.

The second one.

The third one.

Dozens of shells rolled down the ammunition chute, were caught by the bucket, and pressed into the external isolation frame.

Wang Hu's eyes lit up.

"Reverse unloading?"

Su Yuan did not reply.

He switched the active rail-changing chassis to manual mode.

The undercarriage sliders horizontally engage the rail joints, and the segmented heavy-duty braking array presses down on the train in four sections. The lead car does not enter the center line, the third car does not veer to the left, car 013 does not give way, and car 005 does not enter the pit.

The entire train seemed to be nailed to a straight line, slowly pressing into the gun emplacement.

In the control room of Base 04, the technician leaned forward, almost touching the main screen.

"He wasn't dodging cannon fire."

The old engineer stared at the breechblock rhythm, his throat bobbing.

"He's unloading the hull."

Lu Mingyuan placed his hand on the table.

"Please explain clearly."

The technician raised his voice.

"The first row of turrets jammed during ejection."

"Ammunition disengaged from the feed chute."

"External bucket successfully received."

"The ammunition was not brought into the vehicle; it was all externally isolated."

On the AM relay channel, the fire control officer of the Slaughterhouse was stunned for a long time.

"Is he using the artillery position like an automated cargo unloader?"

The adjutant stared at the shells rolling into the bucket on the screen for a long time before speaking.

"The more cannons, the more goods."

Several old caravan channels on the edge of the wasteland also exploded.

"Wasn't Station 09 out of ammunition?"

"Empty my foot, the bullets are all in the barrel."

"It forced the lead vehicle to cut off the rear, and as a result, the lead vehicle unloaded the shells."

"Don't laugh, there are still hundreds more doors to go."

Station 09 reacted faster than them.

The old radio broadcasts became harsh.

"Brakinger check error".

"Unlawful interference with the ammunition supply chain."

"Empty warehouse verification upgrade".

"Execute a full-bore salvo."

The entire gun emplacement lit up at the same time.

The walls, ceiling, and rail bases were all aligned with the central rail and the rear-mounted gun emplacements. The breechblocks were no longer half-open; they were all forcibly closed.

click!

The sounds were compressed into one.

Small red characters fill the screen.

Full-bore salvo countdown: five seconds.

Detonation target: Central orbit.

Shearing targets: third section coupling, tail beam 013, and tail anchor 005.

Tang Lan immediately reported it.

"Wounded ward 013. The right side can withstand another round of attacks, but it cannot be attacked head-on."

The old mechanic's voice was harsh.

"Lock the third recliner completely. Secure the cup holder. Prevent the shockwave from penetrating the bottom."

At the rear door of No. 005, the young survivor tightened the straps on the isolation box again.

"Tail anchor number 005 is 25. The second cargo compartment on the right is unmoved. The external isolation box is normal."

Wang Hu looked at the shells that had just been unloaded.

"Put it in the car?"

"Don't get in the car."

Su Yuan boosted the core output of Zhenshan.

The cryogenic cooling ring accelerated accordingly, and the cold flow on the outer layer of the energy conduction tube stabilized the high-temperature pulse. The old engine's rhythm remained unchanged, and the right-side moving refining furnace opened fully.

"Hang along the outer beam."

Wang Hu was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening.

"External ammunition magazine!"

The refining furnace swallowed the first batch of discarded turret bases, and the conveyor belt inside roared to life. The turret bases, ammunition troughs, and broken shields were shredded and melted into a thick alloy.

The new casting is ejected from the side tube.

Ammunition delivery rack.

Anti-blast armor interlayer.

External magazine guard plate.

Lug link safety base.

Wang Hu grabbed the first protective panel and rushed out.

"Maintenance team! External beams! Don't stuff them into the vehicle! Hang the ammunition compartments on the outside!"

Two maintenance workers from Base 04 immediately followed, one dragging an ammunition transport rack and the other carrying an explosion-proof plate, their feet covered in sparks and frost.

Inside room 013, Tang Lan opened the right-side inspection window.

"First, attach the casualties to the outside of the scaffold compartment; prevent the shockwave from entering the ventilation vents."

Wang Hu threw the first set of anti-blast armor over.

Soldier No. 013 caught it, his hand recoiled from the heat, but he pressed it firmly against the outer beam.

The locking pin is driven in.

The second piece.

The third piece.

At the bottom of the third section, the veteran mechanic opened the inspection cover of the guide frame.

"Here! Under the beam of the reclining chair, make sure it doesn't block the life pod's cooling system!"

The young survivors shouted from the tailgate of No. 005.

"Take the stern of No. 005 too! Aim all guns in this direction!"

"I'll hang a thicker one for you!"

Wang Hu fastened a set of external ammunition compartment protective frames along the outer beam of No. 005. The shells were not placed in the cargo compartment; they were all stuffed into the external isolation compartments. Dry sand, lead sheets, and old rubber were placed between each compartment, and then anti-explosion plates were attached to the outside.

The breechblock linkage safety is connected to the outermost layer.

Mark "low heat".

External ammunition compartment: Not integrated into the vehicle.

Knock isolation: Effective.

Remote detonation link: Not connected.

Bolt safety: Mechanically locked.

Two seconds left on the countdown.

Station 09 didn't give them any more time.

"Full salvo."

"implement."

Hundreds of cannons fired simultaneously.

The gun emplacement was instantly illuminated by the flames.

The Devourer did not accelerate and charged forward.

Su Yuan moved the active rail-changing chassis half a foot laterally.

The entire train deviated a very short distance from the central detonation axis. This distance wasn't enough to avoid the artillery fire, but it was enough to prevent the shockwave from hitting the center of the coupling.

The segmented braking array engages in four-phase engagement.

On the first beat, the lead car sank, and the front axle withstood the frontal burst of pressure.

On the second and third beats, the guide frame pressed down on the life capsule, and the bottom beam of the reclining chair did not bounce up.

On the third beat, the No. 013 tail beam buffer experienced three-stage pressure release, Tang Lan half-clutched the right track, and the casualty compartment only swayed one foot laterally.

On the fourth beat, the 005 tail anchor anti-tow frame held firmly in place, and the external ammunition magazine diverted the blast shock to the two abandoned gun emplacements on both sides.

The flames rolled past the car body.

The dust was kicked up and then pressed back onto the track by the airflow.

Shell casings slammed into armor plating, frost was torn apart by the heat, and welding sparks mingled with gunfire.

The external ammunition bay of No. 005 took the heaviest hit.

The outer layer of the anti-blast armor bulged, and the first layer of the explosion shield cracked, but the shockwave did not penetrate into the vehicle. The shockwave rolled along the deflector to both sides, overturning rows of abandoned turrets.

The young survivor lay face down on the isolation box, his jaw clenched tightly.

"Number 005 is still here! Tail beam 28, lowered 26! Right second compartment unchanged!"

Tang Lan then reported back.

"Casualty compartment 013 is still intact. Both patients have eardrum bleeding but are still alive."

The old mechanic's voice came from the third quarter.

"The water glass wobbled a bit, but didn't tip over. The twelve recliners are still locked."

Wang Hu had already taken advantage of the moment the volley recoiled to pull the conveyor chain back sharply.

Dozens of turrets were thrown backward by their own recoil, and before the ammunition feeding mechanism could reset, the base was torn apart laterally by the conveyor chain.

The first turret, along with its base, fell off the rail.

The second door was jammed by the rear sliding rail, and the entire rail was torn off.

The third breechblock exploded, and a string of shells rolled out of the ammunition chute.

The mobile refining furnace seemed to be waiting for this bite.

The external bucket sank down, and the dark gold conduit pierced into the base of the abandoned turret, pulling the turret, ammunition feed chain, and recoil buffer into the furnace opening together.

The roar inside the furnace grew louder.

The small fire icon keeps refreshing the screen.

Recover: Automatic turret base.

Recovery: Ammunition feeding mechanism.

Recover: Rear seat cushion.

Recovery: Bulkhead linkage assembly.

Casting: External ammunition delivery mechanism.

Casting: Anti-blast armor interlayer.

Casting: breechblock linkage safety.

Casting: Ammunition magazine isolation frame.

Wang Hu, his face covered in soot, ran outside the side cabin carrying a welding torch.

"Move the conveyor belt to the right side of number 013! Don't block Tang Lan's ventilation opening!"

Tang Lan replied in the channel.

"Leave two inches above the wounded so they can breathe."

"I'll keep it!"

The old mechanic roared at the bottom of the third section.

"Do not mount any ammunition on the bottom of the third section; just mount the transport rack. Do not place anything explosive under the life pod!"

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

"You almost pushed the magazine towards me!"

"That's just an empty shell!"

The two were arguing across the channel, but their hands didn't stop moving.

At the tailgate of No. 005, a young survivor was holding a newly cast explosion-proof plate, his arm trembling from the heat.

"Number 005 is full on the right! There are still two slots available on the left!"

Wang Hu turned around and roared.

"The left side only has an empty conveyor belt, no ammunition! You have an embargoed black box over there!"

"receive!"

Before the second round of artillery fire could even begin, nearly a third of the front-line turrets had already been destroyed.

The broadcast at station 09 started to lag.

"The integrity of the artillery position has decreased."

"Inventory status is abnormal."

"Loaded ammunition disengaged."

"Mobile arsenal illegally received military equipment."

"Execute self-destruct detonation—"

Su Yuan raised his hand and pressed the mechanical lever that activated the breechblock safety.

Click.

The safety devices newly installed on the external magazine were simultaneously engaged.

The small fire icon displays green text.

The external ammunition magazine was not connected to the enemy's electronic control system.

The breechblock is mechanically locked.

Remote detonation failed.

Wang Hu grinned.

"Trying to scare me again?"

The conveyor chain was pulled back again.

This time, the firing rhythm of the rear turrets was completely disrupted. Before several guns could even fire, the ammunition feed chute ejected shells first. Just as several guns opened fire, the recoil mounts locked, and the turret bases collapsed on the spot.

Shells rolled out in batches, sliding into the external bucket along the disassembled ammunition feed chute.

One by one, the abandoned turrets were torn off and pressed into the refining furnace.

New castings were continuously being ejected from the furnace opening on the right side.

The external ammunition transport mechanism extends from the right side of the Shihuang to the front section of the 013, then connects to an empty frame along the outside of the third bottom beam, finally stopping next to the front hook of the 005. The 005 only carries the explosion-proof and empty transport mechanisms and does not connect to the main ammunition compartment.

The small fire marks the route.

External ammunition magazine on the lead vehicle: stable loading.

No. 013 side-mounted explosion-proof ammunition compartment: low load.

Section 3, bottom: Empty transport rack, no ammunition.

Tail side of No. 005: Blast-proof armor, embargoed black box, isolated and untouched.

In the control room of Base 04, Lu Mingyuan stood up.

No one spoke in the entire control room.

Only the technician's voice kept increasing in speed as he reported the numbers.

"The front row of artillery position No. 09 is ineffective."

"The middle rank ammunition supply chain was dragged backward."

"The breechblock linkage of the rear gun was interrupted by the mechanical safety."

"The mobile arsenal has been fitted with an external ammunition magazine."

"Added ammunition delivery mechanism."

"Added anti-blast armor interlayer."

The veteran engineer stared at the main screen for a long time, his fingers pressing on the edge of the table.

"The artillery position at Station 09 is gone."

Lu Mingyuan looked at him.

The old engineer uttered the second half of the sentence.

"It was dismantled into its armed supply system."

The AM relay channel exploded.

The fire control officer at the slaughterhouse gripped the terminal, his lips agape for a long time.

"They've really emptied their pockets."

The adjutant looked at the row of sunken ammunition magazines on the outside of the Devourer.

"The inventory is indeed empty this time."

In the Bonebreaker channel, someone directly edited the image.

"Ammunition depot No. 09 marked: Unloaded. Do not approach the damaged artillery area."

The leader of the Nighthound fleet stared at the screen and tapped the table with his hand.

"Dig out all the old resources from the back sites. Don't wait for them to dismantle them on their own."

The soldier next to him asked in a low voice.

"Is there anything left at station 09?"

The leader watched as the last piece of the ammunition chain was pulled into the furnace opening by the Devourer.

"Leftover ashes".

The young elder looked grim as he stood before the tattered interface of the high-dimensional dark web.

He stared at the line "Inventory Exhausted," then looked at the new modules added to the Devourer.

"It says it's out of stock."

The afterimage beside him didn't catch it.

The young elder's voice was strained.

"Let Su Yuan leave it in a vacuum."

The old elder closed his eyes and spoke after a while.

"That's the most troublesome part. The rules deceive him, and he doesn't argue with it. He takes a wrench and dismantles the rules into pieces."

Station 09's final counterattack came from the ceiling.

Six heavy cannons fell from the top concealed slot, their muzzles directly close to the connection point between No. 013 and the third section. They no longer used feed belts, but instead carried their own chambered rounds, ready for close-range detonation and linkage.

Tang Lan's expression changed when she saw the cannon muzzle.

"Lead car! Six doors at the top!"

The old mechanic cursed angrily.

"This distance can't stop it!"

Su Yuan didn't even look up.

"Change tracks."

Active track-changing chassis lateral movement.

It wasn't a major rerouting of the entire train; it just pushed the axle of the lead car, the third car, and cars 013 and 005 apart by half a foot.

Six heavy cannons fired simultaneously.

The muzzle flash exploded along the edge of the coupling.

The segmented braking array did not loosen.

The external anti-blast armor pushed the first wave of impact against the ruins of the abandoned turret wall, the No. 013 tail boom buffer absorbed the second wave, and the No. 005 tail anchor anti-tow frame pulled the tail back to the center.

In the third cup holder, the water surface overflows the rim of the cup and then falls back to the bottom.

The recliner didn't bounce.

The casualty ward did not disperse.

Number 005 didn't take it off.

Wang Hu seized the opportunity during the recoil of the top heavy cannon, swung the main winch upwards, and hooked the recoil frame of one of the cannons.

"Get down!"

The heavy artillery base was torn apart and fell into the track along with the ceiling chute.

The refining furnace bucket catches it directly.

The second door.

The third gate.

The safety was removed from the six heavy cannons along with the shells inside the chamber, the shells were externally sealed, and the cannon barrels and recoil mounts were put into the furnace.

The last set of green text popped up on the small fire icon.

The threat to the gun emplacement has been lifted.

The external ammunition delivery mechanism has been successfully connected.

The anti-blast armor interlayer has been successfully installed.

The breechblock safety mechanism has been engaged.

Remote link for detonation of ammunition magazine: Disconnected.

Fleet controllability: Improved.

The broadcast at station 09 has stopped.

"Inventory... is gone..."

"null……"

Wang Hu kicked away the turret wreckage that was pressing on the tracks.

"I'm not lying to you this time."

The Devourer continued forward.

The wreckage of the two turrets piled up into black walls, with broken ammunition chains hanging from them. The rails were covered with shell casings, dust, frost, and welding slag. The mobile refining furnace was still swallowing the last piece of ammunition chain, link by link, as heavy grinding sounds came from the furnace mouth.

The red emergency light at the platform exit turned on.

The Devourer, towing its entire formation, drove out of the gun corridor.

The external ammunition compartment on the right side of the lead vehicle is located behind the armor, with the ammunition transport rack running along the outer beam of the vehicle body. The wounder compartment of No. 013 has an additional layer of anti-blast armor on the outside, and the bottom of the third section only has an empty transport rack and a buffer plate. The tail anchor of No. 005 is covered with a heavy explosion-proof plate, and the second cargo compartment on the right is still sealed with lead sheet, dry sand and old rubber pads, indicating that it has not been opened.

Tang Lan finished inspecting the wounded ward, and her voice came through the channel.

"Number 013 hasn't dispersed. The wounded are still there."

The old mechanic tapped on the cup holder.

"The third quarter was also stable. The water only sloshed around once."

The young survivor lay by the tailgate of No. 005, panting for a few breaths before speaking.

"Item 005 is still there. The isolation container is normal. The second compartment from the right has not been touched."

Wang Hu patted the newly installed external magazine, his voice filled with barely suppressed satisfaction.

"This station has really struck it rich."

The little torch pushes the recycling list of Station 09 onto the main screen.

New module: External magazine.

New module: Ammunition delivery mechanism.

New module: Anti-blast armor interlayer.

New module: breechblock linkage safety.

Available ammunition: medium and low velocity armor-piercing projectiles, close-in weapon fragmentation projectiles, and heavy artillery decapsulation projectiles.

Special stamped ammunition: No. 10 bridge demolition stockpile.

Su Yuan's gaze lingered on the last line.

Wang Hu saw it too.

"Number 10?"

Map refreshed.

Six kilometers ahead.

Assembly site for No. 10 broken bridge.

The old terminal simultaneously displayed red text.

"The bridge has been demolished."

"The bridge deck materials have been transferred to the enemy's temporary train."

From the darkness ahead, the reversing warning bell rang.

drop.

drop.

drop.

A line of unlit construction vehicles reversed out from the side and blocked the only exit.

Its body is covered with bridge beams, blasting cables, folded bridge decks, and heavy-duty supports.

The old license plate at the very front was illuminated by the red light.

"Temporary train at the No. 10 Broken Bridge Assembly Site".

Wang Hu picked up the welding torch again.

Su Yuan looked at the train of engineering vehicles, his hand resting on the brake lever.

At the rear of the unlit construction vehicle, a row of explosive cable connectors lit up with red dots one by one.