Armed Train in the Apocalypse

The peaks of two lines collided, like jagged teeth, instantly scattering a piece.

Without cannons, people clashed in the most primitive ways, but with the boon of evolution, the battle was wilder and more brutal.

In the blink of an eye, countless people on both sides fell.

Leading the charge was not the mute Ding Hui, but a Black Bandit riding a motorcycle, with Zhao Yuan sitting behind. As bullets swept by, an invisible energy barrier appeared around the vehicle, forming a streamlined cover. The woman sitting in the front wrinkled her nose, a flash of ferocity in her eyes.

”Hold tight!”

The motorcycle then surged up the gravel slope, leaping sharply.

”Boom!”

A Four Nations soldier who couldn’t escape in time was smashed into two pieces by a head-on collision. Landing, the motorcycle was not damaged in the slightest; instead, it roared more fiercely into the crowd.

The soldiers in its path were crushed like tomatoes.

Xiong Er hugged his arms, fleeing in panic, glancing back only to see a lean man like a ghost of doom relentlessly pursuing him, wielding a military shovel cutting left and right, slaying four or five people, blood splattering and dyeing most of his body red. As Xiong Er turned back, the man lunged forward with a running leap.

Xiong Er’s evolutionary ability was entirely in firearms, and instinctively he wanted to raise his gun and shoot, but managed only to fire one shot before having his palm cleaved by a shovel.

Ding Hui seemed unfazed, pouncing on Xiong Er, and with crazed fury swung the shovel, the sound of chops making one’s skin crawl. Initially, Xiong Er tried to struggle, but the man’s lean body exerted terrifying force, pinning him firmly.

With repeated strikes, until the flesh beneath him was immobile.

Yet Ding Hui, as if possessed, repeated the motion over and over...

Clouds in the sky broke, and the red sun was like a painting.

A laborious silhouette swung a shovel under the red sun, rendering it red, nourishing the earth.

The Four Nations Alliance was already at the end of its tether, having thought victory awaited them upon crossing the outpost, only to find the deeply ingrained rage of the Donghuang People.

This rage was vented so completely that the collapse of the Four Nations was only inevitable.

The train crossed the outpost, chasing the routed soldiers, and nameless followers spread across the earth, extending all the way to the banks of He Shui, countless supporters silently queuing on the shore, before stepping onto the secondary train serving as a bridge, plunging into this war with no return.

Upon crossing He Shui, they had only one name.

...

Three battlefields, two of them decayed.

Qu Hang stood in a mountain cove of Tan Junyue’s location, calmly watching the Four Nations soldiers scouring the mountain below, lightly moving his lips, allowing the wind to carry his voice to teammates in the distance. Although not as precise as Yu Yue, who could transmit across dozens of kilometers, it was sufficient within a few hundred meters.

Seeing the agile figure of a mongoose charge out from another side, Qu Hang aligned the sight with a commander’s head, and calmly pulled the trigger.

The wind, displaced by ability, the high-speed sniper bullet tore through half of the commander’s body, the roar instantly drew the attention of soldiers below, even those searching from the other side began to converge on his position.

Amidst the soldiers, the Tier One Evolver was more like a shark smelling blood, pushing through the crowd.

On this small hill alone, over three thousand ordinary soldiers were gathered.

Down below, the mongoose preparing to attack the soldiers paused slightly, the thunderous gunfire sparked some doubt within her golden beast eyes. Realizing the situation, her expression shifted, but before she could act, another teammate’s hand landed on her shoulder.

”Qu Hang’s order is for us to retreat from this side, always ready to support Xiaoba and the others!”

”Without your lead, we can’t complete this mission at all!”

The mongoose’s body stiffened, her tail striking harshly against nearby shrubbery like a steel rod, only turning around with great effort.

In a low voice, ”Execute the mission.”

On the hill, Qu Hang did not follow the rule of firing and changing location; he treated himself like a stationary turret, exploiting the favorable terrain, picking off Four Nations soldiers below.

Ignoring the mongoose’s direction, he trusted the mongoose would make the correct decision.

Though Kitty seemed muddled at times, she never compromised on mission execution, even when faced with He Jie’s obviously troublesome tasks.

In this regard, Qu Hang believed the mongoose could be an even better soldier than himself.

He never had such resolve.

Since childhood, his parents and elders thought he was very obedient; asked to study, he studied; asked to attend university, he did; asked to enlist, he enlisted.

He had never really gone against his family’s wishes.

Not because he was truly obedient, but because he couldn’t be bothered to resist.

Having been accustomed to being arranged, forging his own path might not be simpler.

He didn’t like Han Qin that much, nor did he like He Zhenzhen that much either.

Otherwise, even if He Jie glared at him constantly, the situation would have resolved by now.

Thus that retort was the first act of defiance in He Jie’s life, very subtle, barely noticeable.

He didn’t even believe he would survive to return.

”Bang!”

The muzzle burst into flames, dodged by a Tier One Evolver. Their ability was peculiar, able to divide like clones, though unseen before, it wasn’t surprising; the abilities of Evolvers were all peculiar, encountering strange things was not unusual.

Qu Hang thought as he steadily squeezed the trigger, each shot resulting in a Tier One Evolver’s death or severe injury.