Armored Train in the Apocalypse – Chapter 86

The Weight Of The Dean Of The Orphanage

Chapter 86: The Weight Of The Dean Of The Orphanage

“Good.”

A trace of seriousness flashed in Qi Xiao Ba’s black-and-white eyes.

“How many people are left in each part on the train now, and what are they doing?”

Yu Jing thought for a moment and replied, “Both combat teams were all taken out, ordinary passengers are after carriage 18, no tasks, the crew’s defender, doctor Lin Xia were all taken away, only the translator, cook, architectural engineer, drone operator, auto mechanic, and two manufacturers are left, the front carriages still have Huang Hai and his assistant Xiao Wang, as well as us three.”

“As for equipment, only the assault rifle in my hand, with six magazines, and there’s still one car in the back.”

Xiao Ba pondered and said, “The others’ combat power is very weak, let them hide in the carriages, Sister Yu Jing you stay here with Sister Xing Zi, I’ll go seal the car door of carriage 18.”

Hearing about sealing the car door, Yu Jing couldn’t help but twitch the corner of her mouth.

This kid really learned a lot from him.

“I’ll still go with you.”

The silent Wan Xing suddenly spoke up.

Seeing Qi Xiao Ba about to refute, Wan Xing stretched out two fingers pointing at her eyes and said, “I can see them.”

Xiao Ba suddenly understood, nodded crisply and said.

“Then Sister Xing Zi you help me call out positions, Sister Yu Jing fire support.”

“Be careful, Su said the opponent also has evolvers.”

……

Su Huan’s trust in Xiao Ba’s combat power was even a bit higher than in himself.

He had seen Xiao Ba in peak state.

That was a Tier 3 “battlefield fortifications master” who came out fighting from the wasteland lineage without joining any force.

The upright Gospel rejecter, who single-handedly took down three holy relic recovery teams of the Mechanical God Cult, one penitent mecha company, one Mechanical God Cult main force army, one secret trial squad, silent gears, counter-killed multiple Tier 3 evolvers, escaped from two Tier 4 evolvers, evaded pursuit by one Tier 5 evolver, and wiped out the Mechanical God Cult’s branch church in the acid rain area.

He was the only obstacle to the Mechanical God Cult’s advance into the acid rain area.

It was just because the other side was caught by Eighth Master while abducting orphans.

Then this three-year tug-of-war began.

In the end, the Mechanical God Cult found it not worth the cost and helplessly completely gave up on the acid rain area, turning to trade scarce materials with forces like the Steel Council.

This war was jokingly called the “Orphan Grudge” incident by wastelanders, three-year warranty, beats but doesn’t fix.

At the same time, it made Eighth Master’s title as dean of the orphanage thoroughly spread in the wasteland.

Of course, there was also the factor of ability restraint.

So, in an all-metal main field like the armored train, Eighth Master was almost invincible, any guns or cannons were just scrap metal in front of that unreasonable metal control.

The opponent’s only way to break the situation was to use higher-tier abilities for crushing.

However, the Steel Council’s high-level power four years later was only Tier 3 evolvers like He Jie, without picking up Lin Jin, they couldn’t even squeeze into the ranks of major forces.

At this progress, now at most Tier 1, or even most soldiers below Tier 1.

Not worth mentioning for crushing.

So Su Huan confidently led the team out.

As for Captain He……

‘If he didn’t fall to death, he should have chased after by now?’

Su Huan entered the building in front of him.

The armory wasn’t bluntly placed there with a sign saying it’s a military heavy area.

Instead, it was hidden inside the building, and the building connected to the dirt slope behind.

Skirting around the obstructive buildings outside like a smokescreen with ease, he brought everyone to the underground armory.

Although the outside power was cut off, the electronic lock was still active.

Su Huan pressed his palm against it, warnings appeared on the screen, without using energy conversion, he directly poured the high-pressure energy from his heart in, instantly frying the internal electronic components.

The plan was going smoothly up to here.

General energy had always performed excellently in destroying electronic products.

“Get the stuff.” Su Huan clapped his hands.

Liang Kuan, Old Da, Old Er, and that defender put down various demolition tools and began violent dismantling.

Yu Yue and Old San were in charge of vigilance.

Leaving doctor Lin Xia holding the medical kit just issued today standing there at a loss.

Although Su Huan had destroyed the device inside, when the tools touched it, the armory still emitted a piercing alarm sound, this time without Su Huan saying anything, the sharp alarm was silenced by Yu Yue.

Like a duck with its throat pinched, the sound abruptly stopped.

It had to be said, Yu Yue’s ability, although weak in early combat power, had extremely strong functionality.

With her, they could do loud scheming, violent infiltration.

Even a cannon to the forehead wouldn’t be noticed.

After ten minutes of busying, Su Huan had already heard several gunshots outside.

He didn’t give Lu Xiao and the other many bullets.

They were all smart people, naturally wouldn’t waste on ordinary zombies, should be tricky Tier 1 zombies.

Seeing the progress a bit slow, Su Huan narrowed his eyes and walked to the side.

Old San hugged a submachine gun following behind.

The side of the underground garage wasn’t completely blocked, but left some passages.

After a few turns, Su Huan stopped in front of a wall.

In his memory, there should be a passage here, either original design or opened later by the Steel Council.

But anyway, this spot was definitely thinner than the main door.

“Go call those few over.”

Su Huan stood in place, red light glowing in his hand.

When Liang Kuan and the others panted carrying equipment running over, there was a loud bang.

Smoke and dust cleared, Su Huan stood there, a one-meter-high hole broken in the concrete directly in front, exposing the threaded steel inside.

“This is it, cut it for me!”

The four went up for another bout of work, occasionally Su Huan blasting a large chunk of cement.

The armory was built too solidly, except the blasted spot, other places at most shed some dust, no worry about fire spear causing chain explosions.

Another twenty minutes passed, finally breaking a hole big enough for people to enter.

Su Huan walked into the armory interior, various emergency lights silently auto-activated, like welcoming the master’s arrival.

Ammunition boxes stacked layer by layer on the shelves took shape in the light and shadow.

What appeared was a standardized modern armory, total four rows of heavy alloy shelves, each layer embedded with ammunition boxes on shock-absorbing slides.

Bullets stacked in units of green metal sealed boxes, electronic tags on the side of the boxes.

Unfortunately Su Huan couldn’t understand what those parameters meant.

“Shelf load limit five tons, layer spacing one point two meters, complies with GJB 8348-2015 standard.”

Yu Yue’s voice sounded behind.

Su Huan was shocked.

His face full of ‘you know this too’ expression.

Yu Yue pointed to the military warehouse design specifications on the wall beside.

Sure enough, there were words written above.

But Su Huan found it hard to shift his gaze from these weapons and ammunition.

This packed armory had a damn magic for any man.

Just like oil barrels to rats.

Armored Train in the Apocalypse

Armored Train in the Apocalypse

武装列车在末日
Score 9
Status: Ongoing Author: Released: 2025 Native Language: Chinese
Week 1 "1224 people squeezed into 40 carriages, but only 2 people can live in the front of the train—why should you get in?" Month 1 "Zombies will evolve, the train must evolve too: 1.2 cm steel plate welding completed, machine gun position reserved on the roof." Month 2 "With talent, research and development progress is different: survival exoskeleton: Scavenger-1 type, taking initial shape." Month 3 Train drivers who tear armor, boys in wheelchairs who lift the train, female PhD graduates who handcraft flesh and blood mecha... —"Train Conductor Logbook" ...... We crush zombie tides with steel wheels, connect broken tracks with supernatural ability, set up flamethrowers amid plant frenzies; while other survivors kneel begging to board, my crew members are baking cranberry biscuits. Su Huan closed the logbook and looked at the twisted monster outside the car window: "Tell the kitchen to prepare a super spicy hotpot—there are always some impolite guests who want to climb onto my train without buying a ticket." Also known as "Your Ordered Zombie Tide Has Been Crushed," "Train Evolution Simulator," "The Last Soft Sleeper Ticket in the Apocalypse"

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