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The Devourer departed from the No. 30 military train reinforcement depot.

The headlights pressed forward, and the outer armor frames on both sides of track 31 retreated into the darkness.

The shelves were completely empty.

The locking mechanism was neatly opened, the bolt holes were clean, the flange had no tears, and the support rod was not bent. It wasn't a forced dismantling or demolition; it was taken away according to procedure.

There are new wheel marks on the track.

Four axles and eight wheels, standard rim width, very stable indentation, and the hot oil residue on the tire tread is still wet.

The small torch pushes the radar screen to the main screen.

Three hundred meters ahead, a single train carriage is reversing and moving away.

Speed ​​twelve.

The vehicle's exterior was covered by a complete military train armor plating, the welds were still hot, and the edges had been freshly sprayed with anti-rust paint. Its headlights were off; only two cold white medical lights at the rear were on, illuminating a line of black serial numbers on the rear panel.

013 Backup medical vehicle.

No one spoke in the wounded ward, number 013.

The newly welded heavy deck blocked most of the observation window, leaving only a narrow slit. The number was clearly visible through that slit, written in clear black lettering.

Tang Lan's hand stopped on the brake lever.

She stared at the screen, ignoring the people in the carriage.

The stretcher lock vibrated slightly. A wounded soldier with a splint on his leg looked up at the two numbers "013" on the screen, his throat moved, and then he put his head back down.

In direction 005, the young survivors continued to report their numbers as usual.

"Tail boom 15.8. Cabinets normal. Seals untouched."

No one responded.

Wang Hu stood on the outer beam of the Devouring Wasteland, his flashlight shining on the carriage in front of him, the light sweeping across the edge of the outer armor.

"The armor it's wearing is real too."

The small fire's scanning light extended from the roof of the car, scanning the fake 013 casing with low power, and the data jumped onto the main screen layer by layer.

"There is a medical cabinet inside."

"Cooling the medicine box."

"Stretcher lock".

"Seismic bracing".

It paused for a moment, then combined the thermal imaging and supplies registration.

"The medicine cabinet has a stable temperature. It contains hemostatic agents, anti-infective injections, nerve pain relief patches, and frostbite repair gel. All registration codes are green."

Inside carriage 013, the breathing of several wounded soldiers changed.

Green health code.

Genuine medicine.

A genuine medical cabinet.

This is not an empty shell bait.

This is a fake car carrying real supplies.

In the control room of Base 04, the technician looked at the supplies list, not typing for a moment. Lu Mingyuan stood in front of the screen, his brow furrowed, not speaking immediately.

The fake 013 is retreating very steadily.

The medical lights at the rear of the vehicle are getting brighter and brighter, and the rear couplings are slowly opening, as if waiting for the train to be connected from behind.

Suddenly, cold white characters lit up on both sides of the walls of Zone 31.

"Priority medical transportation."

The next second, the loudspeaker came on.

It's not a synthesized sound from the old system.

It was Tang Lan's voice.

"The 013 casualty pod has exceeded its damage limits; seriously wounded personnel must be transferred immediately."

Tang Lan's fingers tightened on the brake lever.

The voice on the radio continued.

"The backup medical vehicle has been reinforced with outer armor. The medical cabinet has a green code. The cooling medicine box has a green code. The stretcher lock has a green code."

"Please put casualty pod 013 into docking mode."

A white sign flips out from the right track.

"005 Contamination Temporary Storage Track".

Two magnetic clamps rise from the floor seam on the left side, directly opposite the base of the movable refining furnace.

The fake 013 reverses and decelerates, with the rear connecting port fully extended. Four white connecting arms extend from the side door, each end equipped with a soft medical latch, but the inside of the latch contains tiny metal needles.

The broadcast changed its wording.

"Continuing to drag the 013 will result in the death of the wounded."

Inside room 013, the people on the stretchers were all looking at the screen.

A wounded man with a brace strapped to his chest gripped the edge of the bed, his knuckles taut. A young survivor next to him tried to hold him down, but was afraid of hurting him, so he could only leave his hand hanging in mid-air.

Someone said it very softly.

"How about... we transfer the seriously wounded first?"

After he said that, the carriage became even quieter.

Tang Lan did not turn around.

She drew her gun from her side and pressed the muzzle against the handrail next to the hook cover.

The location is not in a favorable position.

But everyone can see it.

The person who had spoken shut his mouth and looked down at his knees.

In the control room of Base 04, the technician stared at the list of green health codes, and his voice faltered for a moment.

"The medical supplies registration is genuine."

Lu Mingyuan neither said it was certain nor that it was not.

He looked at the main screen of the Devouring Wasteland.

Su Yuan didn't check the green health code.

He only looked at the dust trails under the fake 013 wheels.

"Wang Hu".

"exist."

"Powder gray. Tap the rails. Apply wheels to the two small carriages."

Wang Hu picked up the bag of lime and ran along the outer beam. He sprinkled the first handful of lime powder below the fake 013 joint hanging opening.

The white powder did not disperse after it hit the ground.

It moved laterally along the rail surface and was sucked away by the gap under the coupling.

Wang Hu squatted down and tapped the outside of the fake 013 reverse track with a wrench.

when.

There are layers in the echo.

He tapped a second time, moving the position forward by twenty centimeters.

when.

This time the echo is shorter, and there are moving parts underneath.

Two magnetic trolleys slid along the track, one on the left and one on the right, disappearing under the wheels of the fake 013. The small torch relayed the footage to the entire channel.

There are dark silver spots on the bottom of the seat.

There is no human heat source behind the medical cabinet.

The twelve groups of fine needle-like structures are arranged in two rows, with the needle tips all pointing backward.

The frequency of the small torch is marked.

"The first group has identified the wristband of the wounded soldier, number 013."

"The second group has locked onto the Great Wall certified insert residual wave."

"The third group has locked onto the shielding layer of the second right compartment of compartment 005."

"Groups four through twelfth, pinpoint the unknown biological tissue, condensate, and the wounded's blood oxygen levels."

In carriage 013, the wounded soldiers who had been looking at the first-aid kit sign slowly withdrew their hands.

Tang Lan didn't move the gun barrel.

She stared at the main screen, her expression even colder than before.

Enlarge the comparison image of the small torch.

The internal structure of the fake 013 overlaps with the standard drawing of the old medical vehicle, resulting in a significant misalignment.

Behind a standard medical cabinet are oxygen tubing and an emergency power supply line.

The fake 013 has a whole row of identification pins.

The stretcher lock is not for securing the injured person, but for locking the wrist tag position.

The cooling medicine tank is real, but the outside of the tank is covered with a thin layer of dark silver guide plate, and the guide plate wires lead all the way to the rear coupling.

Xiao Huo's voice came from the channel.

"It's not about saving lives."

"It recognizes people, keys, and prohibited items."

Wang Hu pressed the flashlight down onto the fake 013 wheel mark.

The wheel tracks are very new, starting from under the No. 31 outer armor frame and moving backwards, extending forward in the same direction as the road markings left by 009.

Simultaneously adjust the angle marked on the steel plate previously (009) using the small fire.

"The rim indentations are in the same direction."

"The fake 013 isn't here to pick up the wounded. It's reversing to guide the real 013 into the front 32 disinfection line."

In the control room of Base 04, the veteran engineer cursed.

"Using real medicine as a hook."

The hesitation in the channel was extinguished.

The person who had just suggested transferring the seriously wounded to another hospital no longer looked up.

Lu Mingyuan spoke.

"Prioritizing medical care is listed as an incentive rule."

Tang Lan's voice was still playing on the radio.

"Please put casualty pod 013 into docking mode."

Tang Lan raised his hand and smashed the butt of the gun onto the old speaker next to the control panel of the True 013.

The speaker is broken.

The broadcast lacked an echo.

The fake 013 will no longer regress.

It stopped.

The taillights changed from cool white to alternating red and white.

Four connecting arms on the side of the vehicle suddenly extended, crossing the tracks and grabbing the side door of the true 013. At the same time, the bottom magnetic rail push beam pushed against the 005 enclosed compartment. The current in the left-side refining furnace rail clamp increased, and the magnetic attraction range expanded by half a meter.

The broadcast system in Zone 31 has resumed using the old cassette tape audio.

"Connection refused."

"Execute mandatory medical transfer."

The white connecting arm moves very quickly.

The first one has been fitted with a genuine 013 side armor, and the soft lock at the end has opened, revealing the fine needle holes inside.

Tang Lan pressed down on the brake lever, and Zhen 013 was half-locked.

"It bumped into the side door."

Su Yuan neither chased after the car nor allowed the Devouring Wasteland to crash into it.

"012 presses the front rail."

The 012 heavy armored trolley moved forward half a meter, and the rail fixing pin popped into the old lock hole of the No. 31 main beam. The newly installed protective shell pressed down on the front rail, and the ram head lowered, blocking the path of the fake 013 to continue its retreat.

"Eight cables are used to hang the outer armor's lugs."

Eight steel cables were thrown out simultaneously.

Four fake 013 vehicle roof outer armor hanging lugs.

Two pre-drilled holes along the lower edge of the side armor.

Two wires bypass the medical light bracket at the rear of the vehicle and fasten to the outer armor lock beam at the rear.

"009 card left guide groove".

Wang Hu lowered the old push hook at the front of the 009 road sign commemorative hanger, causing the hanger to tilt slightly.