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Military train No. 30 reinforced depot.

The warehouse door was half-open. The old blue star military emblem iron plaques on both sides of the door frame hung straight, the white paint not completely peeled off, and the edges were yellowed. It was dark inside; the headlights of the vehicle shone in and could only reveal the ground tracks several meters deep and the towering pillars on both sides.

The 012 forward-deployed trolley stopped two meters in front of the threshold. The eight cables were slightly loose. The area on the front end where the paint was scratched appeared white under the light.

The 009 damaged vehicle was leaning behind the 012, with its right side broken support sticking up and the chassis less than 30 centimeters off the ground.

Quiet.

Inside the second crossbeam on the right side of 009, the three-millimeter spring-loaded striking mechanism had been silent for nearly forty seconds. The small torch's microphone sensitivity was pushed to the limit. No sound. The spring's energy storage was depleted.

The last two sets of codes it transmitted are still displayed in the lower right corner of the main screen.

"Don't return empty vehicles."

"Warehouse number 30 needs 012."

Wang Hu leaned out from the outer beam and shone his flashlight deep into the warehouse.

He took a breath as the beam of light swept over him.

Both sides of the wall. A row of outer armor frames. Extending from the ground to the top beam six meters high. Each frame holds a pre-fabricated military train side armor plate, dark gray metal plate with standard bolt holes along the edges. Behind the side armor is a row of heavy-duty protective plates, estimated to be over forty millimeters thick. Shear-resistant skirt armor. Military train ramming. Prefabricated undercarriage protective plates are stacked on the bottom rails.

There are enough materials to wrap the entire column.

"Old Su." Wang Hu confiscated his flashlight. His voice was low, but everyone on the channel could hear him clearly. "This batch of materials is genuine."

Inside carriage 013, someone glanced in the direction of the damaged carriage 009.

Some people also looked at 012.

When their eyes met, they quickly looked away.

Tang Lan's right hand remained pressed against the brake lever, her fingers never leaving it. She didn't look at anyone, her eyes fixed on the stress distribution diagram of the trainset on the control panel screen.

From direction 005, the voice of a young survivor came right on time.

"Tail beam 16.1. The seal hasn't been touched."

Nobody mentioned getting out of the car.

No one has submitted a car.

Su Yuan's vehicle speed was zero. The deep idling sound of the Zhenshan core emanated from under the chassis. His mechanical left eye spun halfway around, scanning the structure of the outer armor frames on both sides of the warehouse, the spacing of the mounting points, and the specifications of the bolts.

Then he waited.

I waited for eight seconds.

Deep inside the warehouse, a row of old fluorescent tubes on the ceiling lit up one after another. The tubes were old, the light was greenish, and the shadows they cast were deep.

The loudspeaker came on.

It's not a synthesized voice. It's the voice of someone from an old recording tape—dry, with strange phrasing and incorrect stress.

"The lead train No. 001 has arrived at the No. 30 military train reinforcement depot."

"One unloaded faulty underframe was detected in the train set - number 012".

It paused for a moment.

"Please send 012 into the empty vehicle recovery slot on the left. After delivery, unlock the outer armor access."

As soon as the words were spoken, a narrow track lit up at the base of the right wall inside the warehouse.

White light.

The sign flipped up: "005 Contamination Isolation Temporary Storage Line".

Beneath the mobile refining furnace, two magnetic rails rise from the floor seams. The metal rails gleam coolly under the green light. The rails are precisely positioned between the two support legs on either side of the furnace base, with a spacing accurate to the centimeter.

Three points.

012.005. Refining furnace.

Locked at the same time.

At the bottom of the Bonebreaker channel, the communicator's breathing became heavier.

Two sets of guide wheels popped out from the ground in front of 012. The rubber on the wheel surface was aged and cracked, but the rolling mechanism was normal. The guide wheels pressed against the rim of the left front wheel of 012 and began to apply lateral pressure.

The eight cables were pulled to the side. The third and fifth cables were tilted by more than ten degrees, and the pulling direction changed from directly in front to left front.

The inlet plate of the left-hand recycling trough was opened. The sound of chain friction could be heard from inside. It was slow, the rhythm even; the metal chain circulated on some kind of roller.

Base 04 control room.

The technician substituted the grouping data into the model and tapped the keyboard three times. The numbers appeared. He stared at the screen for two seconds, then turned to look at the veteran engineer.

"What if 012 gets swallowed—"

The veteran engineer didn't let him finish speaking.

"Subsequently, a rail break occurred, and there was no ballast in front of the lead car. The main car had to take the brunt of the impact."

He tapped the number 013 on the screen with his finger.

"The maximum lateral acceleration that the No. 013 casualty compartment can withstand is 0.8G. The peak value transmitted to No. 013 when the main vehicle takes the impact is..."

The numbers are printed out.

1.4G.

Inside cell 013, the wounded lying on stretchers didn't hear that number. But they saw the expressions on the faces of several seated survivors change.

The Bonebreaker Channel.

The correspondent muttered a curse under his breath.

"It knows that 012 is useful now."

Su Yuan did not accept 012.

The eight cables remained in their original positions. The guide wheel continued to apply pressure to the left front wheel of 012, but the rail fixing pin of 012 was still inserted in the old locking hole on the rail surface, and the forty-ton underframe remained completely still.

"Pinkish-gray".

Wang Hu jumped down from the outer beam and picked up a bag of lime.

The first handful was sprinkled towards the edge of the left-hand recycling tank. The white powder settled on the metal plate at the tank opening.

It wasn't sucked in. That's normal.

The second sprinkle was applied below the groove opening. The powder passed over the edge of the board and fell into the groove.

It rolled away horizontally.

It wasn't falling downwards. It was moving sideways. The speed wasn't fast, but the direction was clear—from right to left, being drawn in at a constant speed by something.

Wang Hu squatted down. He switched the wrench to his left hand.

when.

Knock on the left wall of the recycling tank.

echo.

It wasn't the spacious, resonant sound one would expect from a warehouse. The sound carried a dense, layered metallic quality. Multiple reflections. The distance between the points was very short.

"It's not a warehouse inside." Wang Hu pressed his ear close to the wall of the tank and listened for two more seconds. "Something's turning. More than one level."

The acoustic analysis was displayed on the main screen. The spectrum clearly showed that there were at least two sets of high-speed rotating bodies inside the recovery tank, spaced about forty centimeters apart, with an estimated diameter of over thirty centimeters.

Double-layer beam stripping machine.

It's the kind of cutter specifically designed for low-profile frames. A 012mm height is just right for it to fit. Once inside, two layers of roller cutters clamp it from both sides, splitting the main beam in the middle.

Su Yuan's voice came from the driver's seat. There were no superfluous words.

"It doesn't want an empty car. It wants our pathfinders."

The channel went silent for a moment.

The announcement was repeating itself. It was the third time. "Please send 012 into the left-side empty vehicle recovery slot—"

Su Yuan ignored it.

He stared at the words on the iron plate.

"Those who enter can receive the outer armor of a fully equipped military train. However, they must first hand over an empty carriage."

An empty train carriage.

It wasn't specified that it was within a group.

It didn't say that wheels were required.

It wasn't said that motivation was mandatory.

It didn't say that permission was required.

"Wang Hu".

"exist."

"Is the '010' empty frame with hanging bracket still available?"

Wang Hu was stunned for half a second. After the 010 temporary formation car was disassembled in the No. 22 general assembly warehouse, the outer shell and wheel set went into the refining furnace, but the empty frame and hanging frame were separately cast finished parts, which were always hung on the right outer beam subframe of the Devourer.

"Yes. It is 4.2 meters long and 1.8 meters wide."

"No. 23 wall edge material".

"Three pieces, the largest one is 1.5 meters square."

"Warehouse No. 27 expansion board".

"Two pieces. 1.2 meters by 0.8."

Su Yuan moved his hand to the refining furnace control panel.

"Share a train car."

Wang Hu paused for a moment on the lime bag. Then he tossed the bag over his shoulder and walked toward the back of the truck.

"No wheels. No power. No authorization. Just an empty shell," Su Yuan said. "The dimensions just need to be similar to 012. The bottom doesn't need to be sealed off."

"How long?" Wang Hu was already dismantling the empty frame on the subframe and adding the hanging frame.

Two minutes.

"One and a half minutes." Wang Hu removed the mounting frame from the auxiliary frame and slammed it onto the rails. The sound of the frame hitting the ground echoed inside the depot.

He didn't wait for help. He pulled the edge material of wall panel #23 from the outer beam storage area, and snapped the largest piece, a 1.5-meter square panel, onto the hanging frame. The bolt holes were misaligned by two centimeters. Wang Hu picked up a wrench and tapped one corner of the edge material three times; the metal plate deformed, and the holes aligned. He screwed the bolts in.

The expansion panels for warehouse No. 27 were used to fill the other two sides.

The dark gold conduit of the refining furnace protruded, with four weld points at the joint. Not a full weld, but sturdy enough.

One minute and twelve seconds.

An empty shell vehicle with no wheels, no power, and no authorization appeared on the right side of the Devourer.

It is 4 meters long, 1.8 meters wide, and 1.2 meters high. The base is not sealed. The rail surface can be seen from below.

It looks like a low, empty train car. It's about the same size as the 012.

Su Yuan's hand did not leave the control panel.

"012 is a fake delivery. The track fixing pin cannot be removed."

The first four cables of the eight-cable system changed their direction of force. They no longer resisted the lateral push of the guide wheel, but instead shifted slightly in the direction of the thrust. The 012 forward trolley, pushed by the guide wheel, slowly moved ten centimeters towards the left recovery trough.

The guide wheel sensor detected that 012 is moving.

The speed of the chain plate inside the recycling tank increased by one notch.

Su Yuan issued an order at the same time.

"Crane boom. Empty vehicle. Lateral push. Left inlet."

The crane arm extends fully. The grab gripper latches onto the top crossbeam of the empty vehicle's frame from above. With a lift and a push, the four-meter-long empty vehicle is moved laterally to the top of the left-side recycling hopper inlet.

The guide pin for rail 012 is still inserted in the rail surface. It hasn't actually gone into the slot.

However, the edge of the car's floorboard had already protruded into the groove.

The reaction of the powder and ash has changed.

The white powder that was originally swept away laterally was redirected from under the 012 chassis to the bottom of the empty car shell. The suction inside the recovery tank repositioned the target.

It's sucking up empty car shells.

Deep inside the warehouse, the first row of outer armor frames emitted the sound of mechanical unlocking.

Click.

Click.

Click click.

Three pieces of military train side armor slid half a foot off the rack. The dark gray metal plates revealed complete bolt holes under green fluorescent light. Standard specifications. Ready to install directly.

Base 04 control room.

The veteran engineer suddenly stood up straight.

The locking status of the outer armor frame on the screen changed from red to green. The weight, material, and specifications of the three side armor plates all popped up. High carbon alloy steel. Each plate weighs 1.2 tons. Thickness is 38 millimeters.

Inside Unit 013, Tang Lan leaned closer to the screen. Li Wei looked up from beside the stretcher, staring at the three side armor plates that had slid out on the shared screen.

Someone at the bottom of the channel whispered something.

"He's really blocking the rules."

Su Yuan didn't reply. His mechanical left eye was focused on the sensor feedback inside the recycling tank. The empty vehicle's bottom plate extended thirty centimeters into the tank opening. The chain plate's rotation speed was matched. The suction force was concentrated below the empty vehicle.

But he didn't push the empty car in completely.

and so on.

Five seconds.

The sound inside the recycling tank changed.

The chain speed suddenly increased, changing from constant speed to rapid acceleration. The screeching sound of the hobbing cutters emanated from the groove.

The platform has been discovered.

The empty vehicle has no wheelsets. There is no power signal. There is no identification code 012. The floor is not sealed.

fake.

The cutter set in the recovery tank didn't wait for the empty car to fully enter. The two layers of roller cutters closed directly and bit into the edge of the bottom plate, which was about 30 centimeters in diameter from where the empty car had entered.

The sound of metal tearing was sharp and piercing.

The edges of the 010 hollow frame with its hanging frame were shredded by a roller cutter. The edge material of the No. 23 wall armor was peeled into rolled pieces. Scraps of iron flew out of the slot and bounced on the rail surface.

The empty car was chewed up to one-third size in two seconds.

The lifting arm retracts. The remaining section is pulled back from the slot. The cross-section is jagged, and all the welds have collapsed.

But the empty car completed its mission.

The in-game broadcast paused for a moment.

Then things changed.

"Fraudulent delivery detected. External armor access is disabled."

The three side armor plates of the military train, which had slid out half a foot, were pulled back into the shelf by the locking mechanism. The unlocked status changed from green back to red.

Followed by.

top.

The six rows of pressure beams were activated simultaneously.

Those were heavy-duty hydraulic equipment beneath the warehouse ceiling. Four solid steel beams, each over thirty centimeters in diameter, descended slowly from the top guide rails. The muffled hum of the hydraulic pumps echoed throughout the warehouse.

Wang Hu had seen the purpose of the armor-stabilizing beam in the old archives of Blue Star. The normal procedure was that the vehicle was parked in the garage, and the armor-stabilizing beam was lowered from above to press the outer armor plate against the surface of the vehicle body, thus completing the armor installation.

But there is no outer deck now.

The pressure beam is pressed directly onto the train set.

The Devourer. Section 3. Number 013.

Pressing down means smashing.

Inside cell 013, the ceiling above the stretcher carrying the wounded began to shake. Fine rust dust fell down.

The young survivor looked up.

"Pressure beam—"

Tang Lan has already seen it.

Six rows. Twenty-four beams. Covering the entire length of the warehouse. From the roof of the Devourer to the rear of vehicle 013, all within the range of the armor beam's strike.

The pressure beam descended slowly, approximately five centimeters per second.

But it won't stop.

Su Yuan stepped down with his right foot.

It's not the accelerator. It's the main control pedal for the fully loaded rail-pressing passage module.

All the track pins of the segmented braking array spring into the old locking holes. The heavy-duty brake claws extend from under the car, their curved claw surfaces gripping the rail surface. The entire train—012, 009, Shihuang, Section 3, 013, and 005—is nailed to the main beam at the bottom of the depot.

The Devourer, along with the entire weight of its formation, pressed down on the ground structure of Warehouse 30.

The main beam at the bottom of the wharf bears the heavy weight of the entire trainset. The main beam is connected to the ceiling beam via columns on both sides. The ceiling beam is the load-bearing structure that supports the guide rails of the main beam.

The mechanical relationship is very simple.

The weight of the hull is applied downwards by the pressure beams. Simultaneously, the weight of the hull groups presses down on the main beams at the bottom of the silo. The main beams at the bottom of the silo transmit the force back to the top crossbeams via the columns.

The harder you press down on the beam, the greater the downward pull on the top crossbeam.

If the formation is heavy enough—

The beam cannot be pressed down.

It's not confrontation. It's structural constraint.

The small torch mechanical analysis is displayed on the main screen.

"The current total weight of the train plus the locking force of the fully loaded rail-pressing module results in a downward load on the main beam at the bottom of the depot exceeding 117 percent of the maximum output of the hydraulic pump for the pressure beam."

"The pressure beam cannot be lowered any further."

Twenty-four steel beams were positioned about forty centimeters from the roof of the Devourer vehicle. The hydraulic pump hummed, but couldn't be moved.

But Su Yuan didn't stop until it couldn't be pushed anymore.

"Eight cables. Reverse drag."

The eight steel cables were redistributed.

The first four are thrown up. The hooks go around the guide rail pulley of the nearest row of beams and lock. The last four are hooked onto the end flanges of the second and third rows of crossbeams.

Reverse-draft winch at full power.

It's not pulling upwards. It's pulling sideways.

The steel beam was pulled laterally to an off-center position. The guide rail pulleys emitted a piercing metallic scream. The first row of four steel beams detached from the guide rails and crashed diagonally to the right.

The crane boom caught the first beam. The grabber gripped the middle section of the beam, and with a twist, it was inserted into the bucket area of ​​the mobile refining furnace.

Dark gold conduit incision.

The first pressure beam was put into the furnace.

The temperature rises. Inside the furnace, the military-grade alloy steel is softened and recast.

The second one. The third one.

Wang Hu stood on the outer beam, coordinating the eight-cable control system with the hoisting arm. Each pressure beam, as it was pulled off the guide rail, carried along a section of the guide rail pulley and connecting parts. All of them were fed into the furnace.

Second row. Eight-cable hooks repositioned. Pull. Four down.

Third row.

When we got to the third row, the in-game announcements completely stopped working.

The recording cut off after the person in the cassette tape uttered half a word. A crackling electrical sound rang out for two seconds. Then it stopped.

Su Yuan didn't stop.

Outer armor frame.

The armor beam has been pulled down. The eight-cable hooks turn towards the outer armor frames on both sides of the wall.

The outer armor frame is locked in red. The frame is locked. The side armor, guard plates, and skirt armor are all secured to the frame by locking mechanisms.

Su Yuan did not touch the locking mechanism.

Dark gold conduits extended from the side of the refining furnace. The first one was embedded in the connecting flange between the bottom load-bearing beam and the wall of the left outer armor frame. Cut.

The flange was cut off. The entire outer frame lost its wall support and tilted towards the track.

The locking mechanism was still holding the side armor in place. But the frame collapsed. The side armor collapsed along with the frame.

Lifting arm connection.

The first set of outer armor frames, along with the three military train side armor plates, two heavy-duty protective plates, and one anti-shear skirt armor hanging on them, are fed into the receiving slide rail.

Refining furnace at full power.

Side armor remains in place. Use it directly. Protective plates remain in place. The specifications of the heavy-duty protective plates and shear skirts match the modified external attachment points of the Wasteland more than 80% accurately. No need for recasting. Simply cut, trim, and weld them on.

Only the frame itself, the remaining guide rail parts, and the steel for the pressure beam need to be remelted.

The refining furnace side chute has started discharging parts.

The first item. A complete heavy armor set for the military train. The high-carbon steel of the pressure beams and the material of the outer armor frame load-bearing beams were fused together to form a complete armor shell covering the sides and top of the main body of the Devourer. It is 42 millimeters thick. It is 4 millimeters thicker than the heavy armor stolen from the original No. 12 armor maintenance platform.

The second item. The forward protective shell of the 012. The 012's low-profile chassis previously only had a ram and eight cable attachment points; now, a full-coverage protective shell has been cast using the same material as military train rams. The ram has been thickened. Side plates have been added. A cover has been added to the top. The 012 has been transformed from a bare chassis into an armored trolley.

The third component. The third section's anti-shear outer frame for the life pod. A U-shaped frame is cast from the material of the silo bottom slide rails and the edge material of the anti-shear skirt armor, covering the outside of the third section's connecting section. When shearing forces of the level of No. 29 gate come, the outer frame will withstand them first.

Fourth item. Heavy deck of casualty compartment 013. The heavy-duty protective plate was directly cut, trimmed, and then welded. Two protective plates cover the vulnerable areas on the right and rear sides of 013.

Fifth item. 005 stern anchor enclosed compartment. The original secondary thrust shield, plus the military train side armor, forms a fully enclosed structure. The second cargo compartment on the right is completely covered inside the new compartment. The seals remain unchanged. The isolation box remains unchanged. However, an additional 40mm military train-grade armor has been added to the outside.

Sixth item. External anti-snatch armor for the refining furnace. The hydraulic pump casing of the pressure beam was recycled and cast into protective plates on both sides of the furnace body. The magnetic rail clamping method won't work anymore.

Wang Hu accepted the package.

The maintenance team took action.

The refitted heavy armor of the military train—on both sides and top of the Devourer. Blue arcs of light shot from the welding torch. Bolts were screwed into pre-drilled holes. The new armor, with its distinctive dark gold trim from the refining furnace, appeared heavy and solemn under the green fluorescent light.

012 Forward Protective Shell – After the protective shell was added, 012 was no longer the fragile, low-profile trolley. The thickened ram increased its weight by 400 kilograms. Combined with the original rail-fixing pins and eight cable attachment points, it can withstand mine detection, ramming, and rail tamping.

Section 3 Shear-resistant outer frame. 013 Heavy deck. 005 Enclosed compartment. Refining furnace anti-snatch armor.

One by one.

Seven sets of outer armor frames on both sides of the warehouse had been dismantled. Only empty flange fragments and a few crooked support rods remained on the walls. Bolts, gaskets, and scrap metal were scattered on the ground.

The temperature in the refining furnace began to drop from its peak. The last batch of scrap material was fed into the furnace, and the output consisted of spare bolts and welding rods.

Military train No. 30 reinforced depot.

empty.

The outer armor on both sides was suspended in mid-air. The top armor beam was missing. Two-thirds of the bottom sliding rails had been removed. The loudspeaker was dead. The fluorescent tube was still lit. The green light illuminated the scrap metal and the burn marks left by the refining furnace.

AM relay channel.

The voice of the Bonebreaker's communications officer came through first.

"Station No. 30—"

It paused for a moment.

"The rule is invalid. All materials have been cleared."

Control room of Base 04. Lu Mingyuan stood there, his fingers pressing on the table. He stared at the new cross-sectional diagram of the Devourer fleet on the main screen. It was thicker. The entire fleet's outer outline was a size larger than before it entered the warehouse.

He spoke.

"The rules for station number 30 are invalid. Materials are available for purchase."

He paused for a moment.

"Training rules updated. Effective immediately. All stations must request 'empty trains,' 'diversion,' and 'temporary storage' information."

The label for the fire control officer at the slaughterhouse then appeared.

"All of these should be considered traps to seize unit assignments."

Bonebreaker. Slaughterhouse. Base 04. All three channels confirmed simultaneously.

Change the color of all markings to dark gray. Fill in square 30 after the string of gray squares from 19 to 29.

Twelve consecutive stops.

System broadcast. Platform rules. Open track. Green light. Recycling bin. Diversion line. Temporary storage arm.

All gray.

Inside carriage 013, Tang Lan released the brake lever from its locked position to the normal standby position. Her right hand moved from the gun handle and rested on the edge of the control panel.

No more rust powder is falling from above the wounded soldiers' stretchers. The armor beams are gone. Only empty guide rails remain on the ceiling.

The veteran mechanic looked out through observation window 013. The newly welded heavy armor plate blocked most of his view, leaving only a narrow slit. Through that slit, he could see the dark gold trim on the side of the Devourer's hull.

He didn't speak. He touched the edge of the weld on the heavy deck with his finger. It was still hot.

005 direction.

The young survivor crouched outside the newly enclosed compartment, his palms pressed against the surface of the 40mm corps-grade armor. The seals on the second compartment from the right were completely covered by the compartment. The seals were not visible from the outside. The seals could not be touched from the outside.

"Tail beam 15.8".

He paused for a moment after reciting the numbers.

"The protective measures are in place."

The cockpit of the Devourer.

Su Yuan withdrew his hand from the control panel. The refining furnace temperature returned to the standby range. The dark gold conduit retracted into the furnace body.

He glanced at the wrecked 009 vehicle.

009 is still after 012. Crooked and uneven. Broken support. Worn-out wheelset. Empty steel plate reservoir. Empty spring box. The three-millimeter spring inside the second crossbeam on the right is silent.

It starts marking the route from station 19.

Station after station.

A rail spike. A piece of steel. A code.

It was so fast that it was being pushed along and couldn't stop. It was so fast that the wheels were removed, leaving only the skids. It was so fast that the metal box was empty. It was so fast that the spring's energy storage was depleted.

The labeling is complete.

Su Yuan turned on the communicator.

"009 damaged vehicle. Placed in a newly cast commemorative road sign holder. Retained in the train crew."

Wang Hu jumped down from the outer beam.

Which location?

"Between 012 and the Devourer."

Wang Hu walked over to 009. He bent down to check the coupling points of the damaged vehicle. The push hook was still engaged. The tilted chassis could barely hold it in place.

He removed 009 from behind 012 and hung it on the newly cast commemorative signpost bracket between the tail of 012's new hull and the front beam of the Devourer. The bracket was a part from the last batch of scrap material from the refining furnace, with two crossbeams and four latches, specifically designed to accommodate the width of 009's main beam.

009 is now engaged. The chassis no longer drags on the ground. The cross-section of the broken support is facing upwards.

The Bonebreaker Channel.

The correspondent updates the grouping sequence.

012 Heavy Armor Forward Probe Roller – 009 Road Sign Commemorative Hanging Frame – Devourer Main Vehicle – Third Life Pod – 013 Wounded Personnel Pod – 005 Tail Anchor Enclosed Protective Pod

He hesitated for a moment in the status notes column for 009, and finally added four words after "Still on the road".

"Trusted road sign source".

Su Yuan released the handbrake.

The core output of Zhenshan was increased from idle speed to 15. The train slowly moved forward.

The 012 heavy armor's forward-probing pulley rolled over the last section of rail inside the depot. The rail pins at the bottom of the new protective shell scraped against the old bolt holes, making a rhythmic clicking sound.

The 009 mounting bracket swayed slightly. The three-millimeter spring in the crossbeam stopped making a sound.

The entire vehicle of the Devourer rolled over the threshold of the warehouse gate. The bottom edge of the heavy armor of the military train grazed the door frame, shearing off a strip of rust.

Section 3. Number 013. Number 005. Passed in sequence.

The No. 30 military train's reinforced depot is behind us.

The green fluorescent tube was still lit, illuminating the empty frame, the empty rails, and the scattered scrap metal.

After the Devourer drove out of the warehouse gate, its headlights illuminated the track ahead.

There is no bus stop sign.

Along track 31, a row of outer armor frames hangs on both sides of the walls.

empty.

The locking mechanisms on each set of shelves are in the open position. The flanges are intact. The support rods are intact. But there's no armor plating on top.

It was taken away.

It wasn't dismantled. The locking mechanism opened normally, the bolt holes were clean, and there were no signs of forced entry. Someone—or something—took the outer armor away following proper procedures.

There are tire tracks on the ground.

Fresh. Standard rim width. Even tire pressure. Clear tire tracks. More than one set. Indentations from at least four sets of wheelsets.

The wheel imprint stretched from beneath the empty frame into the darkness ahead.

Xiao Huo's radar scanned three hundred meters ahead.

There is a moving target in the signal echo.

Moving away. Not fast. Approximately 12 km/h. Reversing.

The vehicle's outline gradually became clear on the radar screen.

A single carriage. Four axles and eight wheels. The outer surface is covered with a complete military train armor—the same model as the one that was just removed from the Devourer by the No. 30 Curry. Newly welded. The welds are still hot.

The armor it was wearing was taken from the empty shelf in row number 31.

The rear of the vehicle was facing the direction of the Devourer. It was reversing. Black serial numbers were sprayed on the rear panel.

Small fire zooms in on the image.

The inkjet printing is very clear.

"013 Backup Medical Vehicle"