Armed Train in the Apocalypse

Li Wangchuan gritted his teeth and said, “So I have no choice but to jump into this pit, right?”

“Bang”

Su Huan opened another bottle of red wine, smiling silently.

Actually, he didn’t care whether others entered Eternal Night or not, but the Steel Council and Deep Blue Data couldn’t not enter.

The two of them must go in.

Consider it as solace for one of his lifetimes.

A day later, the long-delayed communication was finally connected, and He Jie’s calm voice came from the other side.

“We have already found the Rule Stone of the Wind Snow Zone, [Extreme Cold]. When do you plan to return?”

Su Huan’s distant gaze seemed to pierce through thousands of miles, straight into the snow, landing on the train undergoing vigorous phase five modifications. The core of this modification had only one purpose: to maximize the carrying capacity of the Armed Train without affecting its flying capability.

No consideration for combat, no consideration for comfort.

The only principle was to transport more troops to the Eternal Night Zone.

And beneath the Armed Train, large-scale equipment operated day and night, spreading out tens of kilometers across the snowfield.

Teams of “Power Suppliers” took turns guarding the energy towers, continuously transmitting energy to every building and piece of equipment.

Teams of “Defenders” dragged back vicious and ferocious Evolution Beasts, which were then transformed into the most basic materials by the “Gatherers”, and finally, by the “Controllers” and “Makers”, turning decay into wonder, transforming materials into various finished products.

Countless supplies and personnel gathered eagerly on this cold snowfield, preparing for the final battle.

Su Huan said leisurely, “If you feel ready, don’t wait for me, march directly, I’ll head straight to the final battlefield.”

Across the line, He Jie’s spirit lifted, and he laughed heartily, “I was waiting for you to say that.”

“Did you all hear that?”

“The train captain’s order has been given, everyone get moving!”

Listening to He Jie’s rough cursing, Su Huan barely suppressed a smile.

The long journey, will this battle be the end?

…

November 25, 2040.

The first reinforcement train passed through various Celestial Disaster Zones, directly reaching the snow.

This signaled the success of the Gabriel plan.

December 1, 2040.

The last train, also the 89th train, arrived, with the others all destroyed on the way.

That night, the wind howled, and Train 89 did not stop at the camp left for the reinforcements. Instead, it was dragged by a traction vehicle straight to the forefront of the Doomsday Alliance camp.

On the energy tower serving as a watchtower, a soldier from the Business Alliance wondered, “Are those guys from the Armed Train down there?”

“Didn’t you hear the notice? They’re responsible for the defense tonight; we don’t need to worry.”

“I’m just curious, what are they doing up so late instead of sleeping?”

“Who knows, why don’t you go down and ask?”

The other person immediately fell silent.

They call it the Doomsday Alliance, but in reality, it’s just the perimeter of the Armed Train.

With just a word, the company can send whatever is needed, be it goods or people, without even asking.

He’s just a small fry; let alone prying, if he accidentally saw anything he shouldn’t, the company could eliminate him.

Inside the train.

Ah Ke used his thick palm to wipe the frost off the train window, the heat from his blood melting a small patch of ice to reveal a clear piece of glass.

The train’s interior was too bright, and the storm outside was too fierce, showing nothing but darkness.

Yet, Ah Ke was utterly delighted, as if experiencing the novelty of stepping onto an old-style train for the first time years ago.

“Ah Long, looks like we’re about there.”

Sitting opposite, Li Xinlong rubbed his forehead, “That’s the sixth time you’ve said that.”

Ah Ke punched the air, excitedly saying, “Can’t you feel it? We’re traveling across several major zones, coming all this way to support the Train Captain!”

Li Xinlong sighed, “This is the Train Captain giving us a chance.”

“Why talk so formally? I’ve reminded everyone below, when the time comes, show some spirit and absolutely don’t let the Train Captain lose face! Right, Aunt?”

Ah Ke turned his gaze to Jiang Rong on the other side.

Jiang Rong sat inside, dressed in black combat gear brought from the train, without any tactical vests or the like, gently adjusting the gray-green trench coat in her hands.

Though the coat had been compressed in a bag for four years, there wasn’t a single mark upon it, and it still faintly smelled of gunpowder from four years ago.

Jiang Rong smiled slightly but said nothing, her eyes holding a hint of an imperceptible unease.

The train suddenly shuddered slightly, everyone knew, they had arrived.

All the Zhijin warriors in the car stood up, looking at Li Xinlong, who turned his gaze to Jiang Rong, softly saying, “Mom, we’re here.”

Jiang Rong nodded, taking a deep breath, and with a flick, the trench coat was already on her.

She moved to the door, decisively smashing the thick ice block on it with a kick.

In an instant, as she pulled open the train door, she froze.

Dozens of figures wearing the same gray-green trench coats stood like iron towers in the snowstorm. The leading few were either broad as the door, or as burly as brown bears, with the “big smoky cannons” blowing snow and sand across the sky, even dimming the energy tower lights, yet unable to budge these figures.

The biting wind and snow surged into the carriage as if it had a life, quickly upsetting the internal temperature control, the warm yellow lights flickering briefly before extinguishing.

Amidst the snow and wind, only a red spark remained, along with laughter louder than the blizzard.

“Jiang Rong, welcome back to the team!”

Feeling the cold prickling her respiratory tract like needles, Jiang Rong felt a wave of warmth flow instantly through her whole body.

Her right hand clenched into a fist, striking heavily upon her left shoulder’s socket, while her eyes moistened with warmth.

…

The structure of the Armed Train, floating in mid-air, had also undergone a massive transformation. Previously, two trains pulled huge Cultivation Pods at the front, now it had transformed into a Cultivation Pod with a diameter of 140 meters in the middle, with trains circling it like a star ring layer by layer.

Every flash of the [Gravity] rule runes caused the train body to rise slightly; the Armed Train now resembled a vast, breathing island.

No front or rear, with focus entirely centered on the Cultivation Pod.

Crafted from Tier Three Evolution Beast Turtle Shells, the Cultivation Pod was the hardest part of the entire vehicle. Even if all the surrounding carriages were destroyed, the main body of the train could still continue to fight.

Atop the Cultivation Pod, beneath the Crown Pear Tree, it had become a temporary barbecue camp.

With such a Divine Evolutionary Plant like the Crown Pear Tree here, it could be said to be the most tranquil place in the entire Wind Snow Zone.

Even if a few dozen steps away lay the life-stealing extreme cold.

But just under the tree’s canopy, it felt warm as spring.

Plant-like floodlights dotted the lawn, illuminating the paths Li Han had refurbished, or highlighting the plants Huang Sea had meticulously tended. The deep night didn’t mask the Cultivation Pod’s spectacle; instead, these bizarre plants made it all the more magnificent.

At the center, beside a colossal black grill, one of the former Black Star Five Tigers, now the Deputy City Lord of Zhijin, Ah Ke, industriously flipped large chunks of meat skewers, offering a goofy grin now and then when pestered.

Seeing that the meat was about ready, he placed it on a large iron platter and handed it over, “Uncle He, your kidneys are done!”

He Jie glanced at the sizzling and oily kidneys, praising, “You’ve got quite the skill.”

“Of course, my skills are famous throughout Zhijin!”

Ah Ke bragged, then nudged Li Xinlong, who was skewering at his feet, “Hurry up, your speed is lacking!”

Li Xinlong rolled his eyes, deciding to open a barbecue stall for this chubby guy when they got back, but his hands moved faster.

Nearby, He Zhenzhen, who was mixing seasonings, giggled quietly, pulling a skewer from the prepared platter and handing it to Qu Hang, who was slicing meat.

Liang Shu held individual small plates, busily portioning out large chunks of meat for everyone.

With them handling it, He Jie, Liang Kuan, Mountain Goat, Hu Shuo… naturally had nothing to do but chat about the changes over the years, alongside the recently returned Jiang Rong and Shu Wei.

Shu Wei had returned even earlier than Jiang Rong, arriving on the third train.

Accompanying her were Giraffe and Bai Lu.

They were on the other side, examining the new Power Armor acquired by Tong Zizhan and Gao Yuan.