Armed Train in the Apocalypse

The pause between changing magazines, the sound of gunfire ceased for a moment.

Emaciated cheeks, short-haired Chongying People swarmed into the battlefield in front of the outpost defense line, each hunched over, heads lowered as they moved through the destroyed shelters, even daring not to lift their eyes to look at the hole in front as if there were some ancient beast inside.

He Jie grabbed the heavy machine gun with one hand, the hundreds of kilograms felt weightless in his hands.

”Got any cigarettes?”

Wen Biao searched up and down for a long time, eventually pulling out a shriveled cigarette box, slapping his thigh in regret like a reprimanded student, ”I should’ve brought a pack up here; I’ll go fetch it now!”

”No need.”

He Jie shook his head, kicking the wall, causing the outpost to tremble, a splinter shot out from the wall, holding extinguished charcoal, which he bit with an open mouth, followed by the engine-like siphoning sound, the charred tip ignited almost instantly, nearly burning.

Smoke surged into the chest through the nostrils, followed by a deep sigh.

He Jie bit the wooden stick with a crunching sound and mumbled, ”Once you go down, don’t come back up, tell them to pause all material transport; without my order, no one comes up!”

Watching He Jie turn away, his towering physique almost supporting the chilly sky, filling the entire breach solidly.

Wen Biao inexplicably felt a sense of disdain, not directly emotional, nor from He Jie, but seeing the gap between them, so distinct, so enviable.

Wen Biao felt an impulse coursing through his body, draining the warmth from his limbs, making his hands and feet cold, even his mind seemed to stagnate, only the inner voice roaring in anger, surging adrenaline making his body tremble.

Then, driven by an inexplicable force, he walked toward the dead machine gunner, picked up the other’s heavy machine gun, aimed at the soldiers below, and pulled the trigger.

Bullets flew out, tearing steel and flesh, raising a wave of blood.

The bright gunfire illuminated the twisted beast on the temple, eyes red as if to consume people.

Seeing Wen Biao’s appearance, He Jie paused for a moment, suddenly gaining some fondness for this road-blocked rogue he never regarded highly.

Bullets swept into the outpost, sparks flying off the walls, Wen Biao groaned, retreating two to three steps, He Jie grinned, tossing his ash-green coat over, ”Put it on, it’s bulletproof.”

The coat of the Armed Train is not for mere show, incorporating all conceivable functions imagined by researchers, based on various Tier One Materials.

The price of a standard coat even surpasses weapons, being the most valuable equipment a soldier possesses.

Whether a soldier or officer, the quality is identical, without any downgrading.

In Zhijin, the complete gear of armed soldiers has been inflated to sky-high prices, except this coat, which small factions can’t even imitate.

He Jie ignored him, turning his gaze downward, the three-dimensional map in the car head still vivid in his mind, the red-blue melee on both sides, several key battleground nodes, all vividly alive.

His moves have already been played out, now the opponent can only choose to confront or evade.

”He Jie, we just monitored the enemy has launched a full attack on the outpost defense line, the Cangling Mountain Range defense has been breached...”

Yu Yue’s voice appeared in his ear.

”Didn’t expect this bunch of bastards to be quite decisive.” He Jie sneered coldly.

Across from him, Yu Yue suddenly grew anxious, her voice carrying some urgency, ”If they bypass through the Cangling Mountain Range...”

”You think I can’t hold it?”

He Jie interrupted her, the woman opposite fell silent.

Perhaps fearing to damage his commanding authority, Yu Yue spoke softly.

But He Jie remained unmoving, eyes sweeping over the skulking soldiers of the Four Nations charging below, where his gaze landed, soldier or junior officer alike seemed like prey caught by a beast, hurriedly lowering their heads.

A potentially lethal threat suddenly appeared below.

”I am indeed afraid...” He Jie’s black eyes glanced downward.

”Then you...”

”I’m afraid they won’t dare come find me!”

As the figure leaped out, a wood splinter with flesh fragments struck his face like a cannonball, in the next instant, countless steel torrents roared, crimson bullets locked onto his entire body, the man behind the torrent, strong like a bear, full of ferocity and madness.

The fierce roar echoed above, like the anger of an abyss.

”Come on, come on!”

”Bastards, I am the final line of defense, let’s see how many strong you have for me to kill!”

...

”At a time like this he won’t retreat, these arrogant men always believe they can solve everything when serious, until crushed by reality.”

Inside the train, Shu Wei stood across from Yu Yue, the voice cold and clear.

Yu Yue lowered her eyelids, as if making some firm decision, ”Next, the train will no longer reserve ammunition stock, in moments of emergency, all personnel have the right to take refuge within the train.”

As a Tier Two, she already had the ability to transmit sound over dozens of kilometers, easily covering the nearby battlefield.

Whether the train’s crew preparing for battle, or soldiers fighting on the front lines, everyone heard this message.

After speaking, Yu Yue gathered her voice further, transmitting it to all conductors and crew leaders, ”Prepare yourselves, in critical moments, I might intervene the train into the frontline battlefield.”