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

When the Devourer drove away from Armored Maintenance Platform No. 12, the vehicle was still hot.

The newly applied heavy outer armor was attached to the front beam and sides. The edges of the locking pins were not completely cooled. Wang Hu and the maintenance team lay on the right platform and used a hammer to tap them one by one.

thump.

thump.

With each hammer blow, the floor of the carriage vibrated slightly.

"Press this piece down another half inch." Wang Hu stepped on the edge of a protective panel. "Don't leave any gaps. I'd be heartbroken if even a piece of something we just stole fell off."

The maintenance worker next to him shoved the lock pin in, his gloves burning hot, but he still held on.

Inside unit 013, Tang Lan was holding down two wounded soldiers who were bleeding a second time. The gun emplacement, the hoisting station, and the maintenance platform had been hit by three consecutive waves of impacts; they were all already at their limit. She cut a section of old bandage and pressed it against the wound again.

"Don't raise your arm."

The wounded soldier was in so much pain his teeth were chattering. "I didn't move," he said.

"You're breathing too hard."

Tang Lan tightened the straps by half a notch, and the injured man's face turned even paler, but he didn't utter another sound.

In the third section, the veteran mechanic lay down next to the shock-absorbing underarmor and tapped a few spots with a crowbar. The newly installed underarmor would spring back, not stiffen, and the cushioning seat under the reclining chair was still intact.

He glanced at the water cup holder.

The half-full glass of water swayed, but didn't spill.

"It works," the veteran mechanic told the channel. "It didn't break up in the third quarter."

At the rear door of No. 005, a young survivor guarded the isolation box, his palms touching lead sheets, dry sand, and old rubber pads, before finally feeling the seal on the second compartment from the right.

The seal remained untouched.

The wound on his forehead was covered with a dark red scab, and his voice was still a little hoarse when he spoke.

"005 is normal. Isolation box is normal. The second cargo compartment on the right is untouched. The tail beam is 24.4."

After knocking on a row of lock pins outside, Wang Hu looked up and spat out a mouthful of black ash.

"This kid is now reporting numbers even more frequently than Xiao Huo."

Little Fire's ears twitched, and just as he was about to retort, a thin line suddenly popped up in the lower right corner of the screen.

It stopped.

"Owner."

Su Yuan looked at the main screen.

A few wisps of dark silver dust slid along the outer edge of the right-side furnace armor of the Devourer. They didn't get into the armor gaps, nor did they stick to the hull. They bypassed the external ammunition compartment and drifted forward along the edge of the heavy armor plating.

When it reached the vicinity of the core energy transmission tube in Zhenshan, the black dust stopped for half a second.

It veered slightly towards the old terminal where the Great Wall certification chip was located.

Then continue forward.

Wang Hu's face darkened. "This thing isn't completely clean yet?"

The small fire camera zoomed in and showed, "There was no adhesion reaction. They avoided the vehicle's surface, as if they were guiding it forward."

Qin Yan lay on stretcher number 013, raising his fingers with difficulty and tapping them on the bedpost.

Two short.

Stop.

Two short.

Xiao Huo translated it.

"It's leading the way, not running away."

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

Su Yuan looked at those few wisps of black dust.

"Follow it."

Wang Hu climbed back to the co-pilot's seat from the side cabin, his hands still covered in oil.

"You dare to lead the way? Nothing good is coming."

Su Yuan didn't look at him.

"What it wants us to see means that something is being moved."

The track map ahead of the small torch is refreshed.

"Fuel purification station No. 13 is 2.1 kilometers away."

Wang Hu placed the welding torch near his feet.

"Fuel station".

His eyes lit up for a moment, then quickly suppressed them.

"Nuclear fuel?"

Shen Yuanzhou answered the call on channel 013, his voice still weak.

"If the fuel purification stations on the inner ring of the Great Wall still have enough stock, it's enough for a train to run for a long time."

Qin Yan tapped it again.

Xiao Huo translates: "Don't let the dust touch the key."

Su Yuan raised his hand and pressed down the outer baffle of the old terminal.

"Add lead sheet to the outer layer of the insert."

Wang Hu immediately called to the maintenance team, "Take a piece of the remaining lead sheet next to isolation box 005, and don't let them touch the second compartment on the right."

The young survivors responded immediately.

"You can have it, but don't leave the box."

"Nobody touched your box."

Wang Hu took the lead sheet and handed it to Xiao Huo. Xiao Huo used a mechanical gripper to press the lead sheet onto the old terminal casing and fastened the ceramic clips to the corners.

The Devourer continued forward.

The walls on either side of the track changed from black to gray-white, then old Expeditionary Force fuel warning signs appeared. Yellow and white warning lights lit up from ahead, illuminating a large area of ​​towering equipment.

We've arrived at fuel purification station number 13.

Purification towers stand on both sides of the platform, their massive bodies covered with old lead sheets. Further inside is the pump room, with pipes extending from the walls, the floor, and the rail gaps like a taut net. The fuel tank on the left is half-open, its door bearing the steel stamp of the Expeditionary Force, its edges worn and frayed.

A row of nuclear fuel transport containers are parked on the side of the track.

wrong.

It's not a stop.

Dozens of unlit transport vehicles were dragging fuel tanks back to the dark branch line at the rear.

The small cars ran close to the ground, without driver's cabs, their wheels covered in fine silver-black powder. The old serial numbers on the fuel tanks were still there, but the edges of the stamped metal had been bitten into by living metal.

The screen flickered three times in a row.

"Stockpiled nuclear fuel is flowing out."

"The current remaining available amount is less than 30%."

"Direction of transport: No branch line is marked behind."

Wang Hu cursed.

"They're carrying our oil."

Tang Lan said coldly, "They're moving their stuff out before they even get into the station. They're not guarding the station, they're seizing it."

Fuel station broadcasts take over all channels.

"Contamination detected on the vehicle's external armor."

"The pollution level has increased."

"Please have the lead vehicle enter the purification blue tank alone."

"The third life capsule and personnel capsule No. 013 have entered the personnel safety flank."

"Pollution isolation vehicle No. 005 and illegally moved furnace body were unloaded into the pollution isolation pit."

The three tracks split apart ahead.

The center line descended, revealing a blue trench from which cold mist was emitted. A white-yellow light illuminated the left line, with a sign reading "Personnel Safety Side Line." The ground on the right side cracked open, the black pit walls closed, and the dismantling rollers at the bottom of the pit began to slowly rotate.

The broadcast continued.

"After unloading No. 005 and the furnace body, the head car and personnel compartment can be safely purified."

"Fuel outflow countdown begins."

The speed of the transport cart also increased.

A fuel tank was towed past the pump house entrance, the black dust on the tank swirling around as if urging it on.

Inside number 013, one of the wounded soldiers' eyes drifted toward the unhooking cover.

Tang Lan didn't look at him; she had already raised her pistol.

boom!

The warning light next to the unhooking cover exploded. Fragments flew to the ground and rolled to the feet of the injured.

The man's expression changed, and he immediately pulled his hand back into the restraint strap.

Tang Lan lowered the muzzle of her gun.

"If anyone looks over there again, I'll fire the light first, then the hand."

In the third section, the old mechanic placed a crowbar across the doorway.

"Life pods are not distinguished. Anyone who wants to take the safe side line must first roll over this stick."

At the rear door of No. 005, a young survivor knelt before the isolation box, his voice strained.

"Number 005 will not be unloaded. The isolation box will not be put into the pit."

The AM relay channel is in chaos.

"Nuclear fuel cannot be seized by force; if it's bombed, the entire site will be destroyed."

"Number 005 should have been removed long ago; the delay is the root of all problems."

"Fuel stations are not like the ones before; you can't burn them, you can't ram them, and you don't dare to fire them."

The fire control officer at the slaughterhouse watched the broadcast with a grim expression.

"This station is more troublesome than the maintenance depot. The other side is using fuel as hostage."

The adjutant asked in a low voice, "Will Su Yuan cut off his tail?"

The fire control officer did not respond immediately.

In the image, all the dismantling rollers in the isolation pit on the right are lit up.

In the control room of Base 04, the veteran engineer magnified the structure of the purification tank and stopped his finger at the bottom of the tank.

"There is no cleaning plate under the blue tank."

The technician leaned closer. "What's that?"

"High-pressure washing blade assembly." The old engineer's face darkened. "Its so-called purification is like stripping the car body. When the lead car goes in, the outer armor, energy pipes, and furnace shell will all be scraped off."

Lu Mingyuan stared at the screen. "Where are the personnel on the flanks?"

The veteran engineer retrieved the lateral profile.

"Impact shunt chamber. Unit 013 goes in, the wounded ward takes over the pressure from the lead vehicle."

No one spoke again in the control room.

The Devourer did not move.

Su Yuan didn't even look at the countdown.

"Pinkish-gray".

Wang Hu had already picked up the bag of lime. He opened the observation port and first tossed a handful of lime towards the blue tank.

The powder and dust fell, but instead of spreading out, they were drawn into thin lines by the front edge of the blue tank and seeped into the bottom gaps along the tank wall.

The second shot was aimed at the player's sideline.

The powder dust was just past the white and yellow light when it was drawn back to the main rail by the side wall exhaust vent.

The third one was thrown into the contaminated isolation pit on the right.

The powder and ash settled half a foot down and were swept into the back of the dismantling roller by the horizontal airflow at the bottom of the pit.

Wang Hu withdrew his hand.

"It's full of traps."

Su Yuan looked at Xiao Huo.

"Low-temperature short pulse, to eliminate black dust."

The small fire activated the low-temperature cooling ring that had been salvaged from Station 08. The cold air did not spray out over a large area, but only provided three brief cooling cycles on the track surface in front.

The black dust did not break apart when it encountered cold.

Instead, they retreated to the right side of the platform and drilled along a return oil pipe toward the pump house.

The small fire immediately marked the red pipeline.

"Black dust return path: main oil return pipe of pump room".

"Enhanced bio-metal reaction."

"The concentration of fuel vapor increases near the pump house."

Su Yuan spoke.

"It is not afraid of fire."

Wang Hu was stunned for a moment.

Su Yuan stared at the return oil pipe.

"It relies on fuel vapor and return oil pipes for conduction. Blue troughs, side lines, and isolation ditches are all cleaned by first dismantling the vehicle and then scraping them clean."

The broadcast started again.

"Please isolate the contaminated unit immediately."

"Fuel outflow countdown: 20 seconds."

The transport cart, dragging fuel tanks, continued towards the dark side.

Wang Hu pressed down on the external magazine safety with his finger.

"A canned truck?"

"No cupping."

Su Yuan raised his hand and pointed to the main return oil pipe outside the pump room.

"Disconnect the pump circuit first."

Wang Hu's eyes flickered.

The heavy-duty lifting boom extended from the right side of the Devourer, with the main cable looping around the vertical transfer pulley system. The hook swung out, grazing the lead-lined outer wall of the fuel purification tower, and then secured the maintenance lug on the main return oil pipe outside the pump house.

"He's hanging there, he didn't die from diarrhea!"

Su Yuan looked at the external magazine.

"Transportation rail lock beam".

Wang Hu cut two medium- and low-velocity armor-piercing projectiles.

"beat."

Two muffled thuds were heard.

The armor-piercing projectile did not hit the fuel tank, but instead slid into the track lock beam under the transport trolley at an angle.

boom!

The front locking beam is broken.

boom!

The rear locking beam cracked.

The bottom rail of the transport trolley suddenly stopped.

At the same time, the rapid bridge-building module popped out laterally, and the two main bridge beams were inserted into the ground anchor holes of the fuel station. The heavy-duty support silo descended and firmly gripped the old ground locking ring.

In direction 005, the pusher beam in the right isolation pit begins to push out.

A young survivor shouted, "Number 005 is experiencing upward pressure on its right side!"

"Push the anti-thrust sleeve back in!"

Wang Hu flicked the cable, and the newly installed anti-thrust sleeve (No. 005) bit into the push beam at the pit entrance. The pusher pressed down, and the inclined surface of the sleeve guided the force back to the rail center.

Number 005 wobbled for a moment, then straightened up again.

"Tail beam twenty-six point seven, back to twenty-five point nine!"

The small fire captures the pump circuit rhythm, and vibrates half a beat in the opposite direction along the main cable of the hoisting arm.

A series of mis-clicking sounds came from the pump room.

Click.

Click click.

The transport carts all came to a standstill.

The black dust on the fuel tank shell was shaken off for the first time. The fine powder fell into the rail gap, some of which was sucked away by the return oil pipe, and then stuck by the broken pump pressure.

Tang Lan's voice came through.

"The pressure level on the 013th has turned green."

The veteran mechanic then reported: "The third quarter is back to green."

A young survivor pressed down on the quarantine box, saying, "Number 005 is back in green. The second compartment from the right hasn't moved."

The AM relay channel suddenly went silent for a moment.

The person who had just shouted to unload 005 didn't say anything more.

Someone on the Bonebreaker's side has modified the map.

"Fuel purification station No. 13, temporarily marked: pump circuit malfunction."

The other person lowered their voice, "Isn't it supposed to be unapproachable now?"

"Don't label it randomly yet. Su Yuan didn't touch the fuel tank; he was operating the transport track rhythm."

In the control room of Base 04, the technician raised his voice.

"The moving cart has stopped!"

The old engineer suddenly stood up.

"He didn't grab the tank; he grabbed the hand that was part of the purification process."

Lu Mingyuan stared at the screen and tapped his finger on the table.

"Continue transmitting."

The fuel station's broadcast paused for half a second.

Then his voice turned cold.

"The pump circuit has been illegally interfered with."

"Activate the pollutant's self-protection mechanism."

The fine silver-black powder in the rail seams began to regain its moisture.

The black dust converged from the surface of the fuel tanks, the shadows of the pump house, and the edges of the return oil pipes, forming a dark silver tide. It didn't rush towards the Devourer, but instead enveloped the three high-temperature fuel tanks.

The three fuel canisters were forcibly dragged together by a transport cart.

The car's frames interlock, the tank is enveloped by the Kuroshio tide, and the bottom wheel set turns simultaneously.

A temporary fuel hammer has been formed.

It is directly facing the right-side moving refining furnace and the core energy pipe of the Mountain-Suppressing Core of the Devouring Ship.

The small fire caused the screen to turn bright red.

"The temperature of the fuel tank is rising."

"Fuel steam preheating".

"Impact trajectory: right side of the furnace body, and the energy conduction pipe of the Zhenshan (a type of furnace).

Wang Hu's hand was on the breechblock safety, but he didn't dare to press it.

You can't just hit this thing.

If it's breached, the entire station could potentially explode.

The announcement at the fuel station has been changed.

"The lead vehicle refused the purification process."

"It will release fuel vapor."

"Blue channel nozzle preheating."

On both sides of the blue channel, a row of nozzles lit up with red dots. The fuel steam concentration curve began to climb.

Tang Lan stared at the screen from inside room 013, her face cold and hard.

"It's trying to force the lead car into the trough."

The veteran mechanic gritted his teeth. "The tank crashed in, and the right-side furnace couldn't withstand it. We can't fight it off; this thing is filthy."

At the rear door of number 005, the young survivor didn't speak, but pressed his body even lower, his hands pressing tightly against the isolation box.

Wang Hu looked at Su Yuan.

"Boss."

The fuel hammer began to accelerate.

The three tanks, their outer shells glowing red and enveloped in black tide, were carried low by the frame of the transport cart as they charged toward the right side of the Devourer.

ten meters.

Seven meters.

five meters.

Su Yuan finally raised his hand.

"Hanging ear".

The heavy-duty crane arm suddenly swung out.

The hook didn't grab the tank or touch the valve. It swept over the fuel hammer and precisely caught on the makeshift lifting lug on the transport vehicle's frame.

"Reduce by half a foot."

Wang Hu pulled down the mechanical lever.

Simultaneously, the main winch pulled at an angle, and the hoisting arm lifted the front end of the hammer half a foot to the upper left. The impact angle was deflected, and the tank did not hit the Zhenshan energy conduction pipe, but instead slid past the outer armor of the furnace.

Sparks exploded.

Kuroshio seized the opportunity to rush towards the mobile refining furnace.

Su Yuan said coldly, "The furnace doesn't consume fuel."

The small fire immediately locked the fuel tank valve port protection zone.

The bucket of the mobile refining furnace was half-open, and the dark gold conduit only penetrated the outer layer of the black tide and the frame of the transport cart, without touching the tank itself.

Black dust was pulled up by the conduit, and the frame of the transport vehicle was drawn into the furnace opening. The living metal struggled to shrink back into the tank.

"Reverse pumping".

The pump circuit of the small fire reverse purification station.

The high-pressure purification fluid, originally intended to be pumped into the blue tank to strip the vehicle's outer skin, was instead poured back into the fuel tank casing. The thick pipe vibrated violently outside the pump house, and the pipe clamps popped open one by one.

As the purification liquid was poured onto the tank, the surface of the black tide immediately wrinkled.

Wang Hu grabbed the main pole of the directional blasting cable.

"A backup plan?"

Su Yuan nodded.

"cut."

The directional blasting cable is thrown out from under the bridge deck laying mechanism, and the clamps lock the old groove between the return oil pipe and the Kuroshio retreat route close to the ground.

boom!

The first blast cut off the return oil auxiliary pipe behind the rail joint.

boom!

The second explosion blasted open the black dust bridge at the entrance of the transport branch line.

boom!

The third blast separated the Kuroshio Current and the pump room return pipe into two sections.

The small flame pushes the low-temperature cooling ring to its maximum short pulse.

Cold air is compressed to the outside of the tank.

The black dust was dispersed by the purification liquid and then embrittled at low temperature, causing silver-black powder chunks to peel off from the tank wall. The external bucket of the mobile refining furnace does not swallow the tank; it only swallows the peeled black dust, the old frame of the transport vehicle, lead fragments, and the boronized filter element sprayed from the purification tower.

The fire at the furnace opening turned a darker color.

Small fire refreshes quickly.

"Material mixture: live metal residue, old lead sheet, boronized filter cartridge."

"Casting direction: anti-adhesion isolation layer."

Wang Hu stared at the furnace opening. "Can this thing be used?"

Qin Yan tapped twice on stretcher number 013.

Xiao Huo's translation: "The boron-lead layer can suppress the adhesion of black dust. Don't let it touch the insert."

"I heard you!"

Wang Hu grabbed the freshly ejected isolation layer billet and led the maintenance team to the right side of the furnace body's outer armor.

"Seal the outside of the energy-conducting tube first! Leave a heat dissipation gap!"

The maintenance worker applied the boron-lead insulating layer and hammered in the locking pin. The new layer wasn't shiny; the surface was gray and dull, and black dust particles slid off as soon as they touched it.

Su Yuan did not stop.

"The core of the purification tower."

The heavy-duty lifting boom rises again, and the main cable is secured to the middle section of the right-side purification tower. The main winch pulls at an angle, the rapid bridging module is nailed to the ground anchor hole, and the dark gold guide pipe of the moving refining furnace is driven into the old locking beam of the tower base.

Wang Hu shouted, "The three locking beams at the base of the tower!"

Three low-velocity armor-piercing rounds were fired in succession from the external magazine.

boom!

boom!

boom!

The bottom locking beam of the purification tower broke off, but the tower body did not fall towards the convoy; instead, it was steadily pulled to one side by the crane arm. The pump room pipelines were pulled out one by one, the lead-coated fuel tank shell was peeled off, and the boronized filter elements rolled into the external bucket in rows.

The broadcast from the fuel station is distorted.

"The purification core has been dismantled."

"Fuel vapor release failed."

"The contamination isolation process has failed."

The blue nozzle had just emitted a puff of white mist when it was forced back by the reverse pump. Three nozzles exploded, and the rest were all extinguished.

Three high-temperature fuel tanks were suspended under the crane arm, and the temperature of the tanks slowly dropped.

Su Yuan looked at the empty space on the external fuel rack.

"Put it on the shelf."

Wang Hu controlled the crane boom, and the main cable was lowered little by little. The three fuel tanks did not hit the vehicle or the valves, and were steadily delivered by the vertical transfer pulley system to the newly cast fuel rack on the outside of the Devourer.

Click.

The first one is locked.

Click.

The second one is locked.

Click.

The third one is locked.

Connect the small flame to the fuel vapor sealing valve, and the black dust scraper runs around the outer wall of the tank, scraping off the last few pieces of silver-black powder residue.

The mobile refining furnace swallows the slag powder into the furnace mouth and spews out the last ring of boron-lead anti-adhesion isolation layer, which covers the base of the external fuel rack.

Inside Unit 013, Tang Lan watched as the fuel gauge reading turned green before releasing the brake lever by half a notch.

"Patient number 013 is stable. The injured person has not suffered a secondary tear."

In the third quarter, the old mechanic patted the water cup holder.

"The third quarter was solid. No water was spilled."

At the tailgate of number 005, the voice of the young survivor finally subsided.

"Item 005 is normal. The isolation box is normal. The second compartment from the right has not been moved."

Fuel purification station No. 13 was quiet.

Outside the pump house, a row of transport carts were parked, their frames hollowed out, leaving only the wheels occasionally twitching. Cold mist billowed intermittently from the blue tank, and the rinsing blade assembly was stuck in a half-open position. The dismantling roller in the contaminated isolation pit on the right was still turning, but it could no longer reach number 005.

In the control room of Base 04, the technician stared at the screen for a long time before reporting.

"Fuel station pump circuit failure."

"The core of the purification tower has been dismantled."

"Three fuel tanks are safely mounted."

Lu Mingyuan stood up.

"Fuel station process malfunction."

He looked at the fuel rack on the outside of the Devourer.

"The Devourer has obtained purification privileges."

The veteran engineer changed the structural diagram of Station 13 to gray, and stopped his finger on the location of the purification tower.

"The fuel station is empty."

The AM relay channel exploded.

"The nuclear fuel has been recovered!"

"It didn't explode?"

"It has formed an insulating layer around the Kuroshio Current."

"The fuel station is gone, and even the purification tower has been removed."

In the Bonebreaker channel, someone was cursing while editing the image.

"Fuel purification station No. 13, resource status: empty."

"Hazard source: Residual blue groove tool assembly, now out of control."

The fire control officer of the Slaughterhouse watched as the three fuel tanks hung steadily on the outside of the Devourer, his fingers remaining motionless for a long time.

The adjutant asked, "Has the extended battery life been compensated for?"

The fire control officer stared at the boron-lead insulation layer.

"It's been fixed."

He paused for a moment.

"Kuroshio suffered a significant loss."

The main screen of Xiaohuo is refreshed with a new module.

"New module: Nuclear fuel cleanup module."

"New module: External fuel rack"

"New module: Boron-lead anti-adhesion isolation layer"

"New module: Fuel vapor plugging valve"

"New module: Dust Scraper"

"Correcting the shortcoming of long-term battery life."

Wang Hu looked at the string of green characters and finally grinned.

"This station is good."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Huo's ears tucked down.

"Old code remnants were found inside the fuel tank."

A line of text pops up in the bottom right corner of the main screen.

"Do not enter the station fully loaded with fuel in front of the No. 14 main gate."

The smiles in the driver's seat vanished instantly.

Wang Hu turned to look at the external fuel rack.

"What do you mean?"

Su Yuan did not answer.

The Devourer departed from Fuel Purification Station No. 13. Behind it, only broken pipes and blue tanks emitting white steam remained in the pump house, with several empty transport trolleys leaning askew beside the tracks.

On the external fuel rack, three nuclear fuel tanks trembled slightly with the vehicle body.

thump.

It's very light.

It wasn't a collision with the outer shell.

thump.

The second sound came from the inner wall of the tank.

thump.

The third can also beeped.

Xiao Huo dragged his voiceprint onto the main screen, and his expression changed.

"This is not an SOS code."

Wang Hu stared at the beat.

In the darkness ahead, the No. 14 Great Wall main gate lit up. Above the gate, an old sign was illuminated by the light, revealing a line of text.

"Fully loaded vehicles are prohibited from entering."

The inner walls of all three fuel tanks were tapped simultaneously.

thump.

First beat of the countdown.