Armored train in the apocalypse

Chapter 93 Su Needs It Very Much

The third brother beside him had a tense expression and a strange look in his eyes. The train conductor's words were so practiced and vivid that for a moment he had the illusion that he was standing at He Jie's doorstep, surrounded not by He Jie, but by a sorrowful woman with two children...

The sound of the door lock shattered the third brother's reverie.

A man walked out empty-handed.

He was about 1.8 meters tall, with dark skin. He had removed his bulletproof vest, revealing a dark green short-sleeved shirt underneath. There were bandage marks on his lower abdomen, right shoulder, and right arm.

Like that Iron Rain 14.5, it is cold, hard and rough, but it has an explosive sense of power.

His pupils were like obsidian that had been scorched by fire, gleaming with a chilling light. His gaze swept across everyone's faces before settling on Su Huan's.

He said hoarsely, "No one can touch my wife."

The third brother's hair stood on end. Realizing what had happened, he took a step forward angrily and said fiercely, "You dare to be so arrogant again?"

He Jie glanced at him. He was a guy who wasn't even an evolved human. If it weren't for the fact that the other side had too much heavy firepower, he wouldn't have paid any attention to him.

He didn't reply at all, only staring at Su Huan.

Su Huan placed one hand on the third brother's shoulder, and with his other hand outstretched, smiled and said, "This is just an example. No one can touch your wife, after all, you're still alive, aren't you?"

After saying that, he gave Liang Kuan a wink.

The latter put down his gun and stepped forward to search the person.

Among them, Liang Kuan has the highest level of evolution. Even if He Jie really has other ideas, it is impossible for him to take down Liang Kuan in one move in front of him. If the third brother and the others went up to search him, it is not certain.

He Jie understood Su Huan's veiled threat, stood still, and let this man, who was two sizes larger than him, grope him all over with his large, fan-like hands.

“There’s only a pistol, nothing else,” Liang Kuan said, stepping back two paces.

Su Huan looked calmly at He Jie, "I believe in trusting those I employ and not employing those I don't trust. I won't arrange any methods for you. I also hope that Captain He can clear his head. According to the standards of the Steel Council, if the entire team is wiped out and you can't produce any valid evidence, it will be considered a defection."

"Of course, I believe you have ways to make up for all of this, but even if you take me and those weapons back, it won't make up for the board's trust in you, will it?"

He Jie gave Su Huan a deep look.

This person really knows the company's situation.

Because he said "board of directors" instead of "directors".

The board of directors of Qinggang Industry is now divided into three factions, vying for control of the board and will not let go of this great opportunity to strike at the opposing faction.

"I have only one request: to ensure the safety of my wife and children."

"You are not in a position to make demands of me now. I will do my part to save your family, but I cannot guarantee the success rate."

Su Huan flatly refused.

One or two of them want to make demands of him. If he agrees, how can he lead the team?
Besides, there's no guarantee that you can save someone's life.

After hesitating for a moment, He Jie nodded.

As everyone went outside, a barrage of gunfire erupted outside the door.

Lu Xiao's men suffered heavy losses, with only five men remaining, including himself, and they are now holding back the surging tide of zombies.

Jiang Rong only had one man left under her command.

The clever woman was shot dead by a sniper while she was driving.

Clearly, the cockpit limited her tactical maneuvers.

With Yu Yue's remote support, the group managed to hold on, and there were two level one zombie corpses on the ground.

Lu Xiao's condition was worse than before; it didn't seem like he was being treated, but rather like he was being tortured.

The two sides fought from morning till afternoon, until they were evenly matched, and finally merged into one.

Aside from the deceased possibly having objections, everyone else is happy.

Su Huan gained He Jie, a future "gunner" and military training instructor.

The Steel Conference had unknowingly lost an arm. He Jie also gained new teammates.

……

After dragging the last body back, Xiao Ba closed the car door and tried his best to restore the dented area to its original state.

There was a "clang" sound.

A piece of "metal raincoat" that had been floating overhead also fell down.

After dragging the body back to carriage number 3, Wan Xing sat at her designated workstation, her expression etched with lingering exhaustion. Looking at Xiao Ba who had returned, she forced a smile and asked, "Has it been resolved?"

Xiao Ba pinched the raindrops splashed on her hair. "It's solved, but it was still quite tricky."

With a wave of his hand, four or five guns and various weapons and ammunition fell down behind him and were placed on the table next to him.

Wan Xing asked in astonishment, "You actually picked it up?"

“Su really needs these things.”

……

At 3:20, the convoy returned to the train with an entire armory full of ammunition.

The train, however, looked rather horribly damaged.

The front of the car, in particular, was riddled with bullet holes, and the doors showed signs of being blown up, with the metal twisted and deformed.

As soon as He Jie followed Su Huan into the carriage, he knew that Bai Gou and his men had failed.

The dog team has been completely wiped out today...

It's good that they've been wiped out; he's long been disgusted by that damned nickname "dog team."

But this wasn't his decision; it was the damned perverse sense of humor of that instructor during training.

At least the greyhound and white dog can understand when they call him "old dog"!

His subordinates usually didn't dare call him by that nickname, knowing he didn't like it, and generally used "Head" instead.

But the other captains didn't tolerate him; they all called him "old dog" and "old dog."

Of course, those damn nicknames aren't exactly pleasant either; it's just the pot calling the kettle black.

Upon entering carriage number 3, He Jie's brow twitched suddenly, and his gaze instinctively fell upon a boy in a wheelchair in the corner of the carriage.
He Jie paused for a moment, then carefully examined Qi Xiaoba. Although there was some blood on his face, he looked to be only a little over ten years old.

It is indeed a boy, but what's with this instinctive threat?

"You are hurt?"

Su Huan frowned.

Qi Xiaoba touched the dried blood on his face, his eyes clear and calm. "It's not my blood. There was someone whose ability was very similar to yours, Su. He suddenly exploded at the end."

He Jie behind him gasped, forcing a first-level "Charging Expert" to self-destruct. Just what kind of monster is this kid?

He knew Su Huan might have left a contingency plan in the car, but he didn't expect it to be this formidable.

My gaze shifted to the woman beside me. Although she seemed to be an evolved being as well, she was the complete opposite of the boy. She was almost invisible, with a thin face and a slightly pointed chin. Sitting there, she gave off a feeling that she might blend into the darkness at any moment.

The bodies of the white dog and his men were neatly arranged at the woman's feet.

The wounds on his body were in extremely tricky locations, all under his armpits, on his throat, and on his head, as if he had been in close combat with cold weapons.

What exactly did the group of people with the white dog encounter?
Is the gun in his hand just a fire poker?

A deep sense of confusion flashed in He Jie's eyes.

　One chapter remaining

　　
　
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