Chapter 90: The Train Conductor Never Does Losing Business
Yu Yue checked once, and there was nothing unusual.
Then Su Huan used General Energy Perception to check again, and still found some slight anomalies.
There was an extra structure on the off-road vehicle, but because it was integrated too well with the body, even Lu Xiao didn’t notice it.
Looking at the black plastic block in his hand, Su Huan sneered.
“What is this?”
Lu Xiao felt like he was a problem child, but everything that appeared now was beyond his cognition.
“A General Energy Bomb made using new material, undetectable by conventional scouting methods.”
Su Huan casually tossed it outward, an electric light flashed, and a large swath of the rain curtain instantly distorted.
Then it scattered toward the surroundings.
No one was more familiar with these methods than him.
“Alright, load the vehicle.”
With Su Huan’s order, everyone got moving, carrying box after box of ammunition onto the fire truck.
The previous purified water had long been consumed, and the space inside had been converted early into storage boxes, able to hold over a hundred boxes of ammunition.
Su Huan beckoned to Lu Xiao, and the two went to the side.
Murky raindrops washed over the black raincoats, damp water vapor mixed with a metallic smell drilling straight into their nostrils; ordinary people would suffer respiratory damage if they inhaled it for too long.
Fortunately, there was a batch of gas masks in the armory, which were given to the ordinary people.
Su Huan didn’t like that stifling feeling, and the minor damage from inhaling acid rain was negligible compared to the consequences of obstructed vision.
“I’ll give you ten rifles.”
“What?!”
Lu Xiao was stunned by the Train Conductor’s generosity and didn’t react.
“Bullets, take as many as you can carry.”
Su Huan continued as if he hadn’t heard his question.
Lu Xiao was silent for a moment, then looked up at him; most of his face was shrouded by the raincoat, his expression unclear, his tone carrying a hint of something unusual, “Aren’t you afraid that once I have guns, I’ll just take off with my people?”
“There was one before.”
“He ran?”
“I even lit a cigarette for him.”
“Who was so ungrateful as to snub the Train Conductor lighting a smoke, and then what?”
“Then he tried to kill me.”
“You don’t mean you took him out, do you?”
Lu Xiao showed a roguish grin.
He saw Su Huan’s mouth twitch, not sure if it was a smile or what, but it felt like he was a bit regretful.
Then the Train Conductor said something that Lu Xiao thought was very cool every time he recalled it.
“I can’t convince anyone; I can only do what I must do.”
Lu Xiao took a deep breath and said seriously, “What do you want me to do? As for taking out that group, forget it—even if I brought all my comrades, I wouldn’t have the confidence, let alone against these small fries.”
Su Huan shook his head, “One fire truck, one SUV; just figure out how to drive them back.”
The atmosphere fell stagnant, with only the sound of rain hitting the ground.
The distant sounds of loading were faintly audible.
Suddenly, an electric arc flashed from under Su Huan’s feet, traveling over fifty meters along the rainwater and taking out an ordinary zombie that had wandered in unintentionally.
Lu Xiao wiped the water from his forehead and grinned, “Ten rifles for ten lives? I’ve never seen anyone as black-hearted as you.”
“The Train Conductor never does losing business.”
……
The armory was completely emptied, and the convoy split into two parts, returning to the train via different routes, one ahead and one behind.
One of the fire trucks slowed down as it passed through an alley.
Two figures in raincoats jumped down.
Watching the fire truck gradually recede into the distance, Su Huan adjusted his hat brim.
Knowing full well that Captain He was likely ambushing on the road, how could he possibly choose to ride back.
Lu Xiao’s split was just an extra precaution.
The secret to never losing was to never put yourself on the chessboard.
Su Huan might give those around him a certain degree of trust, but he trusted himself the most.
“Let’s go; if we’re any slower, we won’t catch up to Lu Xiao’s vehicle.”
Yu Yue, holding her sniper rifle, nodded, “There are two zombies in the guard room front left; inside the residential community… it seems like there’s a butcher fighting something.”
“Acid rain has this one advantage: it masks zombies’ hearing and smell.”
“Mm.”
“Keep the muzzle pointed downward; whether running or jumping, hold back thirty percent strength to ensure you can react instantly to any attack.”
“I can hear danger.”
Su Huan lightly vaulted over a wall, his feet landing on the ground and sending out ripples, “This is the apocalypse; don’t blindly trust your ability. Control everything you can control, and leave the remaining ten percent to destiny.”
After slowly demonstrating the landing for Yu Yue, Su Huan suddenly darted out.
Yu Yue watched his figure, a complex glint flashing in her eyes.
She quickly followed.
With Su Huan’s experience and Yu Yue’s hearing, the two avoided nearly all trouble.
They landed on a balcony; the large sign downstairs blocked their figures, and peeking out from the corner gap gave a view of the route they had come.
“They’ve been here.” Su Huan said confidently from the balcony.
Yu Yue looked around; the ground was very dry, with no footprints, and even the balcony glass was intact, only marked by acid rain splashes.
But those marks extended to the ground and then vanished.
Her gaze naturally fell on the mop in the corner.
“You mean the ground is too clean?”
Su Huan pointed calmly at the trash can beside them, “Your instincts are sharp, but you don’t always use them on the right things. Besides that, he used some little things to remove the smell, just masked by the acid rain—perhaps thinking no one would notice, so he didn’t bother properly cleaning the scene.”
Inside was an unmarked spray bottle.
“Mm… they’ve come.” Yu Yue said, looking downstairs.
Su Huan glanced at the cement road below; the fire truck driven by Lu Xiao barreled through, parting waves of water like a boat on the sea.
The scattered zombies couldn’t form an effective blockade.
“There are at least two more sniper positions like this; find them yourself.” Su Huan said flatly, then climbed upward along a pipe.
Yu Yue looked at the height to the ground and gritted her teeth to follow.
Cultivating a qualified sniper wasn’t easy; though Su Huan had dealt with some skilled snipers, he still only knew the basics.
In the Steel Council, his training had leaned toward logistics.
Like how to stably control energy, adjust output power based on different electrical appliances, when to convert to which energy for minimal consumption…
Yeah, basically how to be a good power bank.
But Yu Yue had potential in this area.
It was just that surviving too long in a peaceful environment had masked her talent.
In this era, techniques were secondary; talent was the foundation that decided everything.
Su Huan gripped the edge of the wall and pulled himself up.
The injury on his right hand split open from the effort, oozing streams of blood that reacted with the acid rain, turning into a murky gray-brown.
Standing on the rooftop and looking out, his line of sight pierced the blurry heavy rain and finally found his goal.
Su Huan licked his lips.
‘Rebirth is the invincible path, Captain He.’
【First subscription is a bit embarrassing, so I won’t report it; ten thousand words per day for a while and see if there’s any change.】
