My Doomsday Train.

Chapter 83: Isn’t the mortality rate too high?
The search radar screen showed these survivors hiding in a train?

"."

Chen Mang's expression became slightly strange. Although it was called a train, it actually only had one carriage and a locomotive. The external armor was already tattered. His search radar could obtain information about other trains within range.

Based on the information he got.

This train is basically on the verge of being scrapped and can no longer start normally. The integrity of the various installed parts has basically been reduced to less than 10%, which means it is no longer usable normally.

The train was currently stuck in a pond.

Normally speaking.

Deep in the ruins of Taiping City, ordinary trains cannot enter. Everyone can only drive the train to the outskirts of Taiping City and then send thugs in to search for survivors and supplies. This train can appear here
If nothing unexpected happens, it might have been swept up to a high altitude by a tornado in the wilderness a few days ago and fell here.

After conveying the order to Biaozi and others.

"boom!"

Accompanied by the violent roar of the off-road motorcycle's engine, Biaozi and others lined up in a long snake formation and rushed straight into the depths of the city ruins.

Deep in a pond in the ruins of the city, a train is diving to the bottom of the pond. The locomotive head is completely submerged in the pond, with only half of the carriage exposed outside.

This is an artificial pond.

A year after the apocalypse, no one maintained it anymore. Although it didn't dry up completely, the water level did drop a bit.

Several completely decayed corpses floated on the water, emitting an extremely foul smell, and the black water made it difficult to approach.

"Oh shit!"

Inside the train, a man was cursing in a low voice in anger, wondering why he was so unlucky these days. It was already distressing enough that Ji Chuchu had not been sold, but he got into even worse trouble a few days ago and was blown high into the sky by a tornado.

He was so dizzy that he fainted on the spot.

When I wake up again.

The train only has one carriage and has been located deep in a mud pond in the ruins of Taiping City. The train can be said to be almost completely scrapped and cannot be started again.

You know, without the protection of the train, how can he face those ferocious monsters?

He didn't dare leave the pond and go to other places in the ruins of Taiping City. At least it was a safe place here. After observing for the past few days, he found that the zombies and zombie wolves did not dare to go into the water. This place could barely be considered a safe place.

However, all the food stored in the train had been eaten up, and the carriages containing food production accessories had been swept away long ago. Only slave carriage No. 2 was still there.

But there were not many slaves left. Many slaves died in the violent shaking, and the remaining survivors were basically seriously injured.

Everyone is in a half-dead state.

"no!"

A hint of cruelty flashed in the man's eyes. He popped his head out of the car and looked around. If he continued like this, he would definitely die. He had to find a way to find some food.

at this time--

"Ok?"

The man was suddenly stunned. He seemed to vaguely see several motorcycles raising clouds of dust behind them by the pond, constantly crossing obstacles and approaching him.

Are these people crazy?

How dare you act like this in the ruins of Taiping City? And where did you get the off-road motorcycle?!
He looked at the scene with a somewhat uncertain mood. If they were ordinary survivors, they would definitely not dare to be so arrogant. These people were probably thugs sent by a Level 3 train to search for survivors.

It is very likely that the other party came to investigate his train that was stuck in the pond.

If he waved, the other party would definitely save him, but he would have to live under someone else's roof and become a slave in the future.

He used to be a train conductor who managed more than a hundred people, so naturally he didn't want to live under someone else's roof and be ordered around by others. But if he had to hide and not show up, he would have no food left, and if he continued to be trapped like this, he would die sooner or later.

After a brief hesitation.

The man took a deep breath, made a quick decision, took off his coat, held it above his head, and got out of the car, screaming with almost all his strength: "Help, help!!!"

Just survive first.

Then I'll slowly look for opportunities later.

next moment--

"Roar!"

Perhaps the noise was too loud, and seven or eight level 2 zombie wolves that were sleeping in the ruins of a building in the distance came out roaring, their eyes red as they stared at Biaozi and his group who had just parked their off-road motorcycles.

The saliva flowing from the fangs dripped onto the ground, exuding the smell of death.

Approaching step by step.

The war is about to start.

"."

Biaozi was riding on an off-road motorcycle, supporting himself with one foot, looking vigilantly at the group of approaching zombie wolves not far away. The fragments of the wheel blade were tightly grasped in his hand. Although he was a little nervous, he was still under control.

At the same time, he frowned and glanced at the train in the pond and the corpse floating on the surface of the water that had swelled several times and emitted a foul odor. His nose couldn't help but twitch.

This taste.

Quite powerful.

This pool of water is probably about to become a virus incubator. It is really difficult to get these people out of the train.

at this time!

"Roar!"

The group of zombie wolves finally couldn't hold back and let out a low growl. They fell to the ground with their limbs tensed, ready to attack at any time.

But then
“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!!”

Several sounds of breaking through the air suddenly rang out in the ears of Biaozi and others. Eight crossbow arrows were shot from a distance, nailing the zombie wolves to the ground with lightning speed.

Five zombie wolves died on the spot without even a scream. The remaining three zombie wolves struggled for a few breaths and then quickly became motionless.

"."

Biaozi looked back at the Star Train which had climbed onto the rooftop of a 36-story building not far away. He was stunned for a moment and then laughed. This long-range fire support really gave him a full sense of security.

He had previously worked as a thug on other trains.

But I've never felt as safe as I do now while on a field trip.

There are off-road motorcycles as a means of transportation, Tamron assault rifles, car blade fragments as weapons, search radars and cluster thinking to directly provide detailed and comprehensive enemy information, and trains to provide long-range fire support.

Compared with the treatment he received as a thug before, it was like one was in heaven and the other was on earth.

Pure dimensionality reduction blow.

The Star train currently has eleven carriages, and the rooftop of the high-rise building cannot fully accommodate all eleven carriages, so three carriages are hung in the air, perpendicular to the ground and clinging to the wall.

It seems to have an indescribable wasteland aesthetic.

Then he looked at the carriage exposed on the surface of the water in the middle of the pond and began to think about how to bring these people back.

It doesn't matter if you get a little injury. The Star Train now has very good means of treating injuries, and can even regenerate severed limbs. But this dark pool water will basically cause serious infection if the wound touches it, and whether you can survive will depend on fate.

Biaozi glanced around and quickly came up with a solution. Ten minutes later.

Biaozi and others used saw blades to saw off two tree trunks beside the pond and pushed them into the pond to make a slightly simple wooden bridge.

These two tree trunks connect the edge of the pond to the train that is exposed on the surface of the carriage.

soon.

Many survivors crawled out of the train and climbed onto tree trunks, crouching over them and moving slowly and with difficulty.

When all survivors have reached shore.

The Star train had already reached the shore at some point.

Chen Mang, who was sitting in front of the control panel, noticed Ji Chuchu in the crowd at a glance. Although her hair was disheveled and her makeup was long gone, her foundation was still good.

In addition, there are several other women of good quality.

They are all little stars in this world.

It’s just that Ji Chuchu is more famous and more popular.

"Good."

Chen Mang nodded slightly. These were scarce resources.

Then, Lao Zhu walked out of the train and walked all the way to Biaozi's side and said in a deep voice: "I'm taking these celebrities away. Master Mang asked me to take them to the thug car and find someone to clean them up. The rest of you can take them to the last car."

"clear."

"Oh, right." Old Pig pointed to the man beside him with a flattering smile and said casually, "You are the conductor of this train, right?"

"Yes Yes"

"killed."

"what?"

The man froze in place, fear suddenly filling his nerves. Just as he was about to get up and run away, he felt his vision suddenly go dark, and sticky blood slid into his eye sockets. As his consciousness gradually blurred, his body could no longer stand and he fell to the ground.

The last thought before dying was.

We met at the last rally, have you forgotten?
We are quite friendly.

"."

After completing the execution mission, Biaozi took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down as much as possible, but his index finger was still trembling slightly.

"What's the matter with you?"

Old Pig, who was about to leave, noticed Biaozi's behavior and was a little puzzled: "Have you suddenly converted to Buddhism? Do you have a mysophobia because you kill people?"

"This man is the train conductor. I will definitely not allow someone who used to be a train conductor to become a slave on the Star."

"A person who has served as a train conductor will not be content with being in a low position and will definitely resort to trickery in the future."

"In the wilderness."

"Whether a train is captured or annexed, the train conductor must be killed. And any slave found to have served as a train conductor must also be killed. Isn't this already a common practice?"

Biaozi forced a somewhat ugly smile and shook his head bitterly, "Alas, of course I know this. He is Ji Chuchu's agent. My mother was particularly fond of this guy when she was still alive. It feels like killing my mother's idol. It's a bit touching."

"Is that so? Is there anyone who would fall in love with an agent?"

Lao Zhu didn't think much about it, just waved his hand nonchalantly: "Next time this happens, just let your men do it. Even if Doomsday is a jerk, he can't force people to kill their mother's idol, right?"

"But this is fine."

"Since your mother likes this boy, it's just right to send him down to accompany your mother. Then your aunt won't be lonely."

"Deal with your emotions. We still have tasks to perform later. Don't delay the progress."

"Don't worry, Captain Pig, nothing will go wrong."

"call"

Looking at Lao Zhu's departing back, Biaozi took a deep breath and looked down at the body lying in a pool of blood. He had served as a train conductor several times, and this was his biggest secret on the Star Train, and this secret must not be discovered.

He used to hold onto hope, thinking that even if the secret was leaked, Master Mang would not kill him because of his loyalty, right?

Now it seems
This secret cannot be revealed. In the wilderness, no one can tolerate that their subordinates have been train conductors. This is almost a time bomb that can explode at any time.

And he couldn't prove that he would never explode.

Since ancient times, self-certification has been a difficult problem.

The best way is to hide the bomb so that no one knows about its existence.

He subconsciously glanced at Heihao and another brother who had been following him. This secret was only known to these two brothers, no one else knew it.

"Brother."

Hei Hao immediately understood what Biao Zi meant in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "You can't?"

"cough."

Biaozi coughed lightly, trying to hide his embarrassment, and patted Heihao on the shoulder: "What are you thinking about? You've been distracted. Hurry up and take all these survivors to the carriage."

"We still have to go to the next area to continue searching for survivors."

"Don't think too much, we will always be brothers."

With the support of the "Search Radar" and the "Spider Legs" of the Star Train, it can travel to most places in the ruins of Taiping City.

When it gets dark.

The search and rescue for survivors has come to an end.

Different survivors reacted differently when they were found, but no one cared.

No one cares what these survivors think.

All of them were stuffed into the car.

By nightfall, they had searched the ruins of the western suburbs of Taiping City. Except for some locations that were completely inaccessible, most of the hiding survivors had been rescued.

The survivors who have been able to hide and are still alive are basically hiding in extremely secluded locations.

Like those who hid in the air-raid shelter, it was indeed difficult for them to break open the steel door from the outside if the door was not opened from the inside. Since the other party was unwilling to come out, they left.

At the end of the day, a total of 289 survivors were found.

"."

It was already dark at this time. The Star train was parked in the wilderness outside the ruins of Taiping City for repairs, while Chen Mang was counting today's harvest with a slightly frown on his face inside the train.

Nearly 300 more slaves.

This is a very good harvest, and production efficiency will be greatly improved.

but.
It's a city after all. He searched a suburb and only found this few people?
Are all the others dead?
Is this mortality rate too high?
He also controlled the train to go to the library and searched for a lot of paper materials, which gave him a better understanding of the world. This city is not a mobile city, and the permanent population alone is around millions.

As a result, the doomsday came only a year later, and basically everyone died?
(End of this chapter)