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At the end of the bracket.

Wang Hu was thrown from the passenger seat, his head nearly hitting the roof. He grabbed the edge of the observation window, leaning forward. The headlights couldn't illuminate his left rear, so he had to rely on his ears to determine his position.

Click.

The second tone. Heavier than the first. The vibration of the locking tongue engaging was transmitted along the seven-point force-sharing beam to the chassis of the lead car, causing the half-full cup of water in the cup holder to ripple.

Little Fire's claws had already switched to the rear surveillance camera feed.

At the end of the material mounting bracket on the left rear side, at the tail of the seventh crossbeam—Su Yuanming had the conduit cut off all the connecting structures. But in the surveillance footage, there was an extra piece at the end of that crossbeam.

It is not a connector.

It was an extremely thin black steel cable, with an anchor claw as thick as a thumb at the end, biting into the cut at the end of the crossbeam. The cable was taut, extending along the rail seam into the depths of the platform, disappearing into the darkness.

Xiao Huo announced it in a very low voice.

"The black steel cable is four millimeters in diameter. The material is unknown. The tension is continuously increasing. Direction: Inside the platform."

The voice of a young survivor came from the tailgate of No. 005.

"The outer wall of the cabin—it's getting cold again. Faster than before."

Su Yuan's left hand remained on the steering wheel. The speedometer needle remained steady at thirty. He did not brake suddenly.

"Tang Lan, suppress number 013."

"It's already been suppressed." Tang Lan's voice came through the channel, brief and steady.

"The 005 silencer pendant is not moving."

The young survivor pressed his hand back into the pod. "Don't move."

The Devourer maintained a low-speed coasting motion. The black steel cable emitted a faint hum in the rail gaps, and as the vehicle moved forward, the tension did not increase—in fact, it decreased.

It doesn't pull backward.

It means pulling forward.

Wang Hu understood. "Is this thing trying to pull us into the station?"

Xiao Huo confirmed. "The cable is pointing in the same direction as the vehicle. It's not braking, it's traction."

The Devourer was being fed as it moved deeper into the platform.

The headlights swept across the ground. Dust on either side of the fresh drag mark was lifted by the airflow and suspended in the beam of light. The drag mark widened, reaching two meters by the middle of the platform.

Heavy load being dragged. Extremely heavy objects are passing through here.

A row of empty shelves at station 17 moved past from both sides. The shelves were clean, with hardly any dust, indicating that they hadn't been emptied for long. All material labels were still on, and all latches were in the open position.

It's not that the system is locking it and refusing to provide it.

It was physically moved away.

The platform's remaining announcements suddenly jolted. It wasn't coming from the overhead loudspeakers—it was seeping from the cracks in the tracks, the sound refracted through the metal pipes, creating a buzzing effect.

"Material rack No. 007 has been taken over by heavy-duty trailer No. 008."

According to Article 12 of the Great Wall Material Transfer Regulations, the ownership of externally attached materials shall be transferred along with the joint attachment relationship.

"Please unload the No. 005 tail anchor, external fuel rack, and mobile refining furnace from the lead vehicle."

"Otherwise, the No. 008 cargo ship will forcibly reclaim all external materials in accordance with the loss of ownership clause."

As soon as the announcement ended, the covers at the bottom of the empty shelves on both sides of the platform opened. Pushers rose from the ground—short, sturdy hydraulic columns with curved push plates welded to their tops. Two rows. Eight in total.

Align all of them with the material mounting bracket on the left rear side of the Devourer.

The first pusher extends half a foot, and the push plate attaches to the outermost crossbeam of the bracket. Metal against metal, a dull thud.

The AM relay channel crashed.

Someone from the Bonebreaker spoke first, quickly. "008 has already taken all the materials from the entire station—it has weight in its hands! The Devourer's brute force this time was overwhelmed by the opponent's sheer size!"

The slaughterhouse officer's voice was low. "This isn't a trap. It's a trailer. It's here to pick up the goods."

In the control room of Base 04, the veteran engineer stared at the stress diagram of the tail beam of the hanging frame. He frowned and spoke.

"The black steel cable anchor point is at the cut of the seventh crossbeam. The cross section at the cut is only 60% of the original beam. If the steel cable is cut hard, the instantaneous release of tension will cause the crossbeam to rebound—the force transmission path leads directly to the No. 005 tail anchor anti-pulling sub-beam."

Lu Mingyuan turned his head.

The veteran engineer pointed to a red marker on the screen. "The sub-beam was just installed. The welds haven't fully cooled yet. The rebound tearing force is enough to cause the welds to crack."

The meaning is clear: it cannot be cut forcefully.

In the driver's seat, Su Yuan didn't look back. His gaze was fixed on the ground ahead.

At the end of the drag marks, in the deepest part of the platform, in the darkness where the lights couldn't reach, there was movement.

The ground was shaking. It was very heavy. Much heavier than 007.

008 emerges from the darkness.

fall back.

It's three times the size of 007. The body is wide and flat, the chassis is extremely low, and there are no couplings on the sides. Behind it, a whole row of material boxes is towed—metal boxes stacked three layers high, secured to the frame with thick steel straps. The heavy rail beams are inserted vertically into the right-side slot, and the cooling hopper is suspended at the bottom.

There's only one thing on the front end.

An overweight winnowing drum.

The drumhead was over two meters in diameter, and the steel cable was wrapped around it at least twenty times. Eight tow cables were drawn from the drumhead, seven of which were slack, and only one—the four-millimeter black steel cable—was taut and connected to the tail beam of the Devourer's hangar.

008 uses the weight of the material box to press down on the base of the winch drum. The drum surface winds up at a uniform speed, and the black steel cable shortens by one inch per second.

The Devourer was being pulled closer.

The broadcast continued.

"Hand over anchor number 005 in exchange for half of the inventory materials."

The young survivor lay prone in front of the protective pod. The frost on the double-layered outer wall had thickened even further.

"005 will not be paid."

His throat tightened as he finished speaking, but he didn't loosen his grip.

The pusher continued to squeeze. The left rear bracket crossbeam was pushed in two centimeters, and the metal made a low groan before bending.

Wang Hu placed his hand on the magazine. "Boss."

Su Yuan spoke.

"Pinkish-gray".

Wang Hu gritted his teeth and picked up the bag of lime.

The first shot was thrown at the black steel cable.

The dust didn't drift towards 008 after it landed. It fell along the surface of the steel cable, into the gap in the rails—and was then swept away.

It wasn't rolled up by 008.

It was carried away by the fine teeth on both sides of the rail gap.

The second handful of powder was thrown into the crack in the ground next to the base of the pusher. The powder was sucked in as soon as it touched the crack, even faster than the first handful.

The third one was thrown directly into the base groove of the empty shelf.

The powder disappeared after it fell in. But three seconds later, white powder emerged from the gaps in the base of the empty shelves across the platform—the powder went in from one side and came out from the other.

The ground is open.

The three sets of powder and ash paths of the small torch overlap.

"Station No. 17 has a ground-level synchronous rack and pinion system. The entire platform is interconnected. The traction force of the black steel cable does not come from the 008 winch drum—it comes from the rack and pinion system."

It unfolds the structural diagram.

"008 itself has no power for traction. The winch drum is just for winding up the line. What actually moves the Devourer is the synchronous transmission between the ground rack and the pusher beam. 008 is the ballast weight."

In the control room of Base 04, the veteran engineer suddenly stood up.

"Ground transmission!"

He poked at the cogwheel tracks that covered the platform on the screen with his finger.

"008 didn't take the materials using its own power—it was the ground handling system at Station 17. It was mounted on a rack and pushed along."

Lu Mingyuan looked at him. "Then Su Yuan—"

The veteran engineer turned back to the screen before he could finish speaking.

Inside the driver's seat, Su Yuan had already started moving.

"Track laying package".

Wang Hu jumped from the passenger seat onto the left outer beam. He kicked open the quick-release pin of the rapid repair track-laying package, causing it to overturn and fall onto the platform. The old rubber straps were torn, and the prefabricated track sections scattered out.

Su Yuan pointed.

"Gear slot. Two sections. Get them in."

Wang Hu didn't ask why. He picked up the first prefabricated rail section, took three steps to the left rear of the vehicle, aimed at the position of the toothed rail gap on the ground, and inserted the prefabricated rail section horizontally.

The track section is wider than the tooth gap.

Wang Hu stepped on it with both feet, and the weight of his entire body combined with the rigidity of the rail section directly jammed one unit of the synchronous rhythm of the gear rail.

Heh.

Two teeth of the gear broke.

Second section. Wang Hu stuffed it into the right-side gear slot.

Heh.

Three more broke.

The drive train of the ground synchronous gear broke between two jamming points.

The effect is immediate.

The tension curve of the black steel cable collapsed on the main screen, plummeting from over 700 Newtons to just over 300. The rhythm of the beam pusher was disrupted—the eight pushers were no longer synchronized; some continued to push forward, some stopped, and some began to retract.

The bending stress on the left rear bracket crossbeam has decreased from the critical value.

The stress in tail beam No. 013 dropped from 28 to 24.

Tang Lan sighed in the channel. She didn't say anything.

There was a two-second silence on the AM relay channel.

Then the old engineer's voice came from Base 04.

"He used the platform transmission as rail material."

The person who had just shouted "Don't try to demolish it by force" on the Bonebreaker fell silent. After three seconds of silence in the channel, more whispers began to emerge.

"If the gear train breaks, can 008 still move it?"

"It has no power of its own—"

"So it's just a pile of dead metal now?"

No.

008 is not dead metal.

A metallic clanging sound came from deep within the platform. Dense. Heavy. It wasn't the coupling engaging—it was the locks snapping open.

The steel strap securing the material box at the rear of 008 broke.

It didn't break naturally. It was the 008 winding drum that reversed and released, using the slack tow cable to swing the frame and pull the steel belt out of the lock.

The first material box was flipped down from the top of the shelf.

Heavy rail beam.

Three. Each weighs at least two tons.

They were thrown out from behind 008 and rolled along the track toward the Devourer.

Wang Hu saw it from the outer beam. The heavy rail beam tumbled with a whooshing sound, and the ground vibrated from beneath his feet.

"Something's coming from ahead!"

Three heavy rail beams rolled and approached. If they collided with the front beam of the Devourer, it wouldn't be fatal—the front beam was thick enough. But if they got stuck on the rails and blocked its path, combined with the drag force of the remaining toothed rails behind, it would be a case of blocking from the front and pulling from the rear.

Su Yuan did not slow down.

"Lifting arm. Material receiving frame."

Wang Hu's reaction was only half a second slower than the order.

The heavy-duty lifting boom is fully extended. The quick-release material collection frame hanging from the auxiliary hook is thrown out, and the folding frame springs open in mid-air, with the metal frame opening into a large opening two meters square.

The rapid storage gripper extends three teeth from the main hook.

When the first heavy rail beam rolled to within 20 meters of the Shihuang crane, the crane boom lowered its arc, and the three teeth of the grabber gripped the middle section of the beam. Wang Hu pulled the mechanical lever, the grabber tightened, and the heavy rail beam was lifted from the rail surface and thrown into the receiving box.

Thump. The frame wobbled. It held up.

Second one. The gripper releases and reopens its teeth, the lifting arm swings back. Three seconds. Snap. Lift. Place in frame.

The third one. Same here.

Three heavy rail beams are stacked together in the receiving box, with six tons of weight pressing down on the unloading flap at the bottom of the box.

008 was still spinning. The second batch of material boxes popped open—cooling pipes, antimagnetic beam sections, and connecting parts tumbled out of the boxes, varying in size, and rolled haphazardly toward the Devourer.

Wang Hu didn't have time to pick up a single item.

"The frame is full!"

Su Yuan's voice was flat. "The furnace opening."

The receiving frame flap opens. The six-ton ​​heavy-duty rail beam slides from the bottom into the bucket of the moving refining furnace. The dark gold guide tube extends, cuts, and rolls in. The flame at the furnace opening leaps.

Temperature and pressure rise. Adjust the pressure by reducing the heat.

As the first batch of molded parts was being ejected from the side chute, the third batch of materials for 008 was still flying towards this side.

"Heavy-duty material receiving slide rail".

The curved slide rail structure has fixing clips at both ends and a guide boss in the middle. Wang Hu took it and photographed the left outer beam of the Devourer. Locking pin inserted into the hole.

With this slide rail, subsequent loose materials don't need to be grabbed by the crane boom—they can simply slide into the bucket area along the curve.

The second set of side channels is ejected.

"External cargo warehouse base".

Thick plate structure. Locking holes at all four corners, gear meshing groove on the bottom. Twice the size of the external material mounting bracket, the load-bearing structure is clearly designed for heavy loads.

Su Yuan's voice broke in during the pause when Wang Hu was receiving the materials.

"Base clip 008 tow cable".

Wang Hu was stunned for a moment.

He glanced in the direction of 008—seven loose tow cables and a taut black steel cable were still wrapped around the winch drum. The gear meshing grooves on the base… and the dimensions of the hooks at the ends of the tow cables—

He didn't think about it anymore. He picked up the base and walked to the left rear.

The black steel cable of 008 is still connected to the tail beam of the suspension frame. The tension is already very low, but it hasn't broken.

Wang Hu placed the cargo base under the end beam of the hanger. The gear groove of the base was aligned with the routing position of the black steel cable. He used a long hook to pull the black steel cable out from the cut end of the beam and pressed it into the gear groove of the base.

The steel cable was caught in the groove teeth.

Then he aligned the base locking hole with the preset welding point on the bracket crossbeam.

Locking pin. Slammed in.

The base is no longer attached to the hanger—it has become an extension of the hanger. The black steel cable has been moved from the broken edge of the crossbeam to the gear groove in the base, thus changing the point of force application.

The indirect force transmission path on the anti-pulling sub-beam of tail anchor No. 005 was cut off.

The temperature of the protective chamber beneath the young survivor's hand stopped dropping.

"The temperature of the outer wall of 005 has stabilized and will not drop further."

Su Yuan fully activated the core stabilizing bypass of Zhenshan.

The current density in the copper busbar jumped one notch. The temperature of the conductor tube casing was flattened. The output of the Devourer's Mountain-Suppressing Core increased from seventy to ninety.

It's not about rushing forward.

It means pulling backward.

The black steel cable transmits force from the gear slots in the cargo hold base, distributing it throughout the entire trainset via a seven-point force-sharing beam. The drive wheel of the "Devouring Wasteland" engages the rail surface, and the main winch reverses to retrieve the cable.

On the other end of 008.

The winch was originally winding up the line at a constant speed. Now the line is being pulled in the opposite direction.

The drumhead was subjected to a reaction force that had never been considered in its design.

Wang Hu stood on the outer beam, watching the scene behind him. The winch bearing housing of 008 began to vibrate. The entire drumhead was being torn apart bit by bit from the weld seam of the base. The steel cable stretched out in a spiderweb-like pattern from the drumhead.

008 attempted to loosen the towing cables to relieve the pressure. However, one of the eight cables was stuck in the gear groove of the cargo hold base and could not be released.

One is enough.

The core output of the Devouring Wilderness is pushed to 100.

The prefabricated rail sections on the track surface are still stuck in the toothed rail gap. The ground transmission of 008 has failed. It only has the weight of the material box as anchoring force.

But it just flung most of the material box away on its own.

The remaining weight is insufficient.

The winch drum detached completely from the 008 base. The weld of the bearing housing tore open, and iron slag flew everywhere. The drum, along with the remaining cable, was pulled along the rail surface by the black steel cable towards the Devourer.

Along with the winch drum, three material boxes that 008 hadn't finished tossing were also dragged out. The boxes were pulled outwards by the tow cable, the bottom rollers making a sharp friction sound on the rails.

The cooling chamber detached from the bottom of 008. The hydraulic pipes broke, and white mist spewed out from the breach. The entire hull was entangled in cables and rolled towards the Devourer.

The AM relay channel died for a few seconds.

In the control room of Base 04, Lu Mingyuan stood up and the chair leg scraped against the floor.

The veteran engineer stared at the screen.

The latter half of 008—the winch drum, material boxes, cooling chamber, and remnants of the heavy rail beam—was all towed to the left rear side of the Devourer and piled up next to the cargo hold base and material racks.

The 008 main body—that flat, wide, unpowered shell—was hollowed out.

It did not take the materials.

It personally delivered the entire station's inventory to the Devourer.

No one spoke in the control room. The technician ran the replay of the scene again, then turned off the screen and rubbed his eyes.

The old engineer sat back down. There was a subtle sense of powerlessness in his voice.

"It's not fighting back."

Lu Mingyuan turned to look at him.

"It's using the trailer for deliveries."

The AM relay channel was in an uproar.

When someone on the Bonebreaker changed the label, their hands were shaking as they typed. "Resource status of Bulk Material Distribution Station No. 17 - taken away entirely by the Devourer."

The Slaughterhouse's lieutenant looked at the fire control officer. The fire control officer hadn't turned off the monitor. He stared at the pile of materials on the left rear side of the Devourer, remaining silent for a long time.

"The materials station won't be able to stop it from now on."

He lowered his voice so that only his adjutant could hear him.

"It will only make it heavier."

The Devourer stopped for thirty seconds. Wang Hu jumped to the rear platform and sorted and piled up the materials he had dragged over. The Rolling Drum was the heaviest, so he ate it first.

The bucket of the mobile refining furnace opens. A dark gold guide tube plunges into the winch drum bearing housing. The drum surface, cable winding mechanism, hydraulic pump remnants, and bearing housing—cut and wound in.

The furnace temperature soared. It took four adjustments to the low flame to stabilize it.

Side-groove ejector.

"Eight-cable reverse drag winch".

It's one size smaller than the original 008, but with a more compact structure. It has eight cable outlets with independent brakes, allowing for the simultaneous retrieval of eight cables in different directions. It was attached to the reserved mounting position on the right rear side of the Devourer.

The second group. The material box frame is cut open by the guide tube, and the box panels and slide rails are separated before entering the furnace.

"High-speed whole-station material receiving slide rail"

The three sections of guide rails form an arc, extending from the secondary hook of the lifting arm to the bucket area of ​​the refining furnace. From now on, the material grabbed by the lifting arm will not need to be passed around – it will slide entirely into the bucket.

The third group. The remaining frames of the three material boxes and the outer shell of the cooling chamber were swallowed together.

"Heavy-duty mobile warehouse".

Large, semi-enclosed container. Features casters and a locking mechanism at the bottom, and an opening at the top for easy loading and unloading. Its volume is four times that of a quick-release receiving frame. The entire unit is mounted on the rear left material rack and the newly installed cargo base.

The locking pin is driven in.

Five tones.

Wang Hu gave it one last kick to make sure the warehouse wasn't shaking.

Group 4. Remaining miscellaneous materials—tow cable fragments, cooling pipe pieces, and frame bolts—are all fed into the furnace as supplementary material.

"Material sorting rack".

The folding frame, with three layers of partitions, hangs on the inner wall of the mobile warehouse. Recycled materials of different materials can be stacked in layers, preventing them from being mixed together.

The main screen refreshes.

"New addition: Heavy-duty mobile warehouse."

"New addition: Eight-cable anti-drag winch."

"New addition: High-speed whole-station material receiving slide rail"

"New addition: Material sorting auxiliary rack."

"Improved efficiency of group material collection: Material can be collected in a row while the train is running through the station."

The No. 17 bulk material distribution station was emptied. Not by 008—but by Su Yuan snatching it back from 008 and then forging new parts on the spot.

The 008 itself remains deep within the platform. An empty shell. No winch, no materials, no cooling chamber. The chassis presses against the rails, completely still.

The broadcast stopped.

The gear train broke. Power was gone. The system was completely destroyed at this station.

Wang Hu kicked the last piece of the cooling chamber shell into the bucket and patted the rust off his hands.

"Walk."

The Devourer started again. It rolled over the prefabricated rail section fragments stuck in the toothed rail and drove out of the perimeter of Station 17.

The platform darkened behind. Empty shelves, broken gears, the empty shell of 008, cracks in the ground—all remained at the end of the light.

The AM relay channel was still buzzing with messages. Someone in the convoy behind was repeatedly confirming: "Are all the materials from Station 17 really gone?" "No, they're not gone. The Devourer was carrying them."

Little Fire's ears twitched twice. The radar ahead moved up one notch.

Station No. 18.

The sign is lit. It's an old-fashioned lightbox with white lettering on a black background.

"High-speed lightweight maintenance station, overweight vehicles are prohibited from entering."

Wang Hu looked at the words and cursed.

"overweight."

The Devourer now carries a mobile refining furnace, a heavy-duty lifting arm, three nuclear fuel tanks, an external bomb bay, a rapid bridging module, an independent energy dispatch cabinet, a fully loaded rail-pressing passage module, a heavy-duty mobile cargo hold, an eight-cable anti-tow winch, an external material mounting bracket, and a segmented braking array—plus the third section, and tail anchors 013 and 005.

Being overweight is a polite way of saying it.

Xiao Huo hadn't finished reading the contents of the sign yet.

The voice of a young survivor came from the direction of number 005. It wasn't tense, it was confused.

"The bottom floor of the moving warehouse on the left rear side—something is making a noise."

Wang Hu turned his head.

The bottom layer of the heavy-duty mobile warehouse. The lowest compartment of the sorting rack that was just installed. That space is where the remaining scraps from the 008 material box were placed—it should have all gone into the furnace by now.

But one box didn't go in.

A small, sealed-off material box. Lead-plated welds, secured at the four corners with old-fashioned rivets. It was wedged between the sorting rack and the warehouse floor, two centimeters narrower than the refining furnace bucket inlet, and had been automatically skipped.

A rolling sound came from inside the box.

What's being rummaged through inside?

The camera switched to a close-up view. In the footage, the rivets on the right side of the sealed box were loosening. It wasn't due to external force—something inside was pushing against it.

A rivet popped out.

Half a piece of old metal slid out from the gap in the lid.

The metal sheet spun twice on the warehouse floor before coming to a stop, face up.

The small torch image is displayed on the main screen.

An old Blue Star Expeditionary Force nameplate. Standard stamped lettering. Most of the lettering is worn away, but the last line is still legible.

"Supply car No. 009 has already passed through station No. 18 ahead of schedule."

Wang Hu dropped the cigarette butt from his hand.