Rebel Demon King

Chapter 296 The Burning Day of the Death Train

(two-in-one update)

On the screen, a blue train is winding along the coniferous forest on the mountainside in the morning glow. If you pull up the angle of view, you can see Lake Baikal, which is as transparent as amber in the distance, with beautiful water and mountains and picturesque scenery.

All of this is as beautiful and peaceful as a scene in a movie.

However, the sudden explosion broke the harmonious and beautiful calm. The first car behind the internal combustion engine with the Russian Railways logo hanging suddenly burst into flames, and windows burst one by one along the outer wall of the car. Then red tongues of fire floated out of the window, like a demon from hell licking the delicate body of the train with lava.

At dawn, the intense burning was enough to compete with the rising sun, and the flames fluttered among the green mountains and forests, like waving messy pennants and advancing among the enemy troops all over the mountains and plains.

Someone in the far car was jumping down at an extremely fast speed, the colorful energy shield was shining like soap bubbles, but the moment he jumped out of the car, he was knocked out of energy by continuous particle beams The shield, and then turned into a series of colored light spots.

There is a person wearing a gas mask standing on the top of each train. No, the one who can stand on the roof of the speeding train as if nothing happened should be the carrier.

The explosion did not continue, and the flames stopped abruptly when they reached the junction of the first car and the second car. Suddenly, the magma red that filled the car was instantly annihilated like the setting sun on the East African prairie.

Only a charred train was left.

The perspective of the drone moves forward, and you can see that the train car that has been baked by high temperature is full of charred seats and skeletons. They sit in various forms in the hard seat car, as if participating in Had a great Halloween masquerade.

The flowers made of condensed bones only lasted for a short moment. As the notes on the radio advanced to the next bar, the dawn came in from the treetops, and the white light floated on those pale skeletons, reflecting Scarlet in color.

That is the color of death.

With the vibration of the train,
The flowers of bones began to wither.

And right in the middle of this hellish scene, a man in a black tuxedo and bowler hat is walking slowly, between black and white, with a leisurely pace.

The drone flew a little closer, and it seemed that he was about to see his face clearly. At this moment, the man in the tuxedo turned his face to the direction of the drone, and a huge clown face suddenly appeared on the screen. It was as if he was about to emerge from the camera.

Sitting in front of the computer, Yan Funing was startled, and couldn't help but tilt his head back. Before he could fully react, the screen in front of him turned black, and three words floated: "No signal" .

"Team leader!! K20 has no signal, and all three groups on the train have lost contact." Yan Funing jumped up from the bed, because he saw the face of the legendary clown Sith, he was a little nervous and completely forgot There was a bed above his head, and his head hit the edge of the bed directly, making a muffled "bang" that was painful to hear.

The long-haired man on the upper bunk opposite Yan Funing was soundly asleep. After being woken up, he opened his sleepy eyes and glanced at Yan Funing who was rubbing his head. He yawned and said, "Boss isn't here, what the hell are you calling?"

Apparently he didn't pay much attention to what Yan Funing said, turned over, faced the wall and continued to sleep.

As for the fat man in the lower berth, he didn't even wake up, he snored slightly and rhythmically following the shaking of the train, and there was a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, it should be a sweet dream.

They were exhausted for 24 hours yesterday in order to deal with the law enforcement officers in Germany and France, and it was time to rest.

The battle of activating the carrier at any time like this is especially tiring, because the activation time cannot be used up at one time, at least half of the activation time must be saved in hand, and you must always be ready to enter the carrier in the best condition, plus the body needs to There is a lot of work to be done, so there is no way to get a good night's sleep, so I can only take time to lie down and rest.

The dawn on the 240 is a little later than that on the K20, so the skyline is just whitish at this time, and the surrounding area is still immersed in thin black. The three parties fought all night last night, and now the flags and drums have calmed down a little. It is a good time to rest.

Because Yan Funing was a seconded rookie, he was not in charge of fighting, but was only in charge of guarding. In addition to monitoring some movements on 240, he also had to take care of K20. Nothing happened on K20 last night, and he spent another normal night. However, A sensational scene happened in the morning. Yan Funing, who was standing, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and shouted with a pale face: "The clown Sith, who ranks third on the bounty list, appeared on K20."

When the name "Clown Sith" was uttered from Yan Funing's mouth, the long-haired man and the fat man who were still asleep bounced up from the bed at the same time, looked at Yan Funing with wide eyes, and asked questions at the same time. Said: "What?"

"I mean the clown Sith appeared on the K20." Yan Funing repeated nervously.

The long-haired man hurriedly jumped down from the upper bunk, skipping even the movement of climbing. He quickly looked at Yan Funing's military computer. The screen was pitch black, only the words "No Signal" floating.

"What's going on?" The long-haired man turned his head and asked quickly.

"About five o'clock in the morning, all the cameras on the K20 failed. I contacted Kuaishou and asked him to fix it, but found that I couldn't get in touch. So I immediately contacted Heihu and Zaojinhua, but they couldn't get in touch. It was confirmed that our satellite signals were blocked. So we urgently activated the drone located in Irkutsk to catch up with the train, and saw an instant explosion in a carriage, and then the drone was taken by a The man in the clown mask was shot down." Yan Funing roughly explained what he saw in the morning in an orderly manner.

"Wearing a clown mask doesn't necessarily mean he's a clown! How did you confirm his identity?" The fat man sat on the bed and frowned.

"As the owner of the strongest chemical skills at present, I think no one can control the entire train except for the iconic instant explosion of the clown Sith. You must know that there is still Napoleon VII ranked No.19 on this car. "

"MD! How did the clown Sith get involved? This lunatic is on K20, sister Hua and the others are not in danger anymore?"

The long-haired man took a deep breath and said: "It seems that the situation on K20 is much more dangerous than that on 240, let's inform the boss as soon as possible."

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Napoleon VII watched the clown Sith jump out of the car through the car window. He quickly cut through the sky like a falcon, crushed the peeping drone, and then teleported back into the car.

Then the terrifying drake voice of the clown Sith came over the radio.

"Just now I greeted everyone with a small firework, because didn't everyone expect terrorists to hijack this train? I think this is a good idea! Since everyone is so expecting, I will change it to Isn't it fun to make it a reality?"

"So here I am! I'm horror! I'm explosion!"

The whole train echoed with the maniacally joyous voice of Sith the Clown, but no one felt the slightest bit of joy except himself.

He slammed his mouth on the radio, the weird voice made his scalp tingle, and he continued: "Everyone who is chosen, don't try to use the carrier to escape from this train, there is no chance, and don't resist! There are countless young animal missiles aimed at K20 above your heads. If you don't want to join my party, I will lose my temper. You know I am usually a very polite person, but if you don't accompany me I play, then I'm not happy, I lose my temper when I'm unhappy, and I explode when I lose my temper. Oh! Explode! Explode!"

As soon as Napoleon VII waved his hand, the speakers on the roof emitted green smoke and stopped making sound. In fact, this was useless. The speakers in the next room were still playing the noisy voice of Sith the Clown.

Napoleon VII looked at the lush coniferous forest outside the window, frowning and considering retreating. The word "escape" was not in Napoleon VII's dictionary, so what he considered was "retreat", or "strategic turn".

If the carrier is only on the train, it is easy to retreat, as long as it is not interrupted and "return to the main body". However, if you want to escape the train with the carrier on your back, you must face the The improved Maverick missile, that is, the "young animal missile" specially designed to deal with the carrier, is simply an impossible task.

Of course, not everyone can't do it, Napoleon VII can do it.

But his men couldn't.

He also couldn't protect all his men from leaving.

Napoleon VII fell into deep thought. This was his mistake. He thought that the clown Sith and the Teutonic 88 Knights would not come to K20, but would go to 240 where the iris, black eagle, sunflower banner and Tai Chi dragon gathered together. After all, that The possibility of secrets leaked by the European Aerospace Corporation in the car is more likely.

In fact, he also planned to go to 240 tonight, but unexpectedly, something went wrong at this time. The clown Sith, who he thought would never appear, actually appeared on K20.

Is he interested in cross bees?Napoleon VII found it impossible, so he couldn't figure it out.

Morris, standing beside Napoleon VII, looked at the three-dimensional map. There was also a flashing red dot standing above their heads. Obviously, the other party was also a little jealous of them. They did not stand directly above Napoleon VII's carriage as if in a demonstration. The position a little ahead.

Morris broke the window and poked his head out of the train. The carrier's vision was strong enough to see the depths of the sky, a small black dot moving in the distant blue above the K20. It was a modified Gulfstream 650. , there appear to be magazine covers under the wings
"Damn it, that's the plane of the Teutonic 88th Knights." Morris didn't know the complete truth. He was very surprised by the appearance of the Teutonic 88th Knights. He completely forgot to take into account the red dot on his head and cursed loudly.

He retracted his head to the window and said through the carrier's team communication: "His Royal Highness, I think it is beyond expectations that you should leave first. The Teutonic 88 Knights are powerful, not to mention the clown Sith, and the clown The Sith opponent is a lunatic who doesn't follow the rules at all, your safety is the most important, so please take the seven-star scepter and carry your body on your back and go first, and we will cover you."

After Morris spoke, the team communication was full of voices persuading Napoleon VII to leave quickly.

Napoleon VII held the seven-star scepter in his hand, looked at the position of the shining red dot diagonally above, and said firmly: "I will not let others decide what I should do, neither can you, I am the head of this family What's more, let me leave before the fight, is it possible? I am worried that I will not have a chance to meet the clown Sith, since he is here, how can I miss the chance to get the bounty?" He did not say that this unexpected event He made mistakes in the crisis, but he didn't intend to escape. He has to bear the responsibility, but his glorious image cannot be damaged.

"Your Highness!! You have to think carefully, you are now the only heir of the Napoleon family, your father just passed away, you have not left blood in this world, if anything happens to you, we are the sinners of the Napoleon family Ah!" Morris pleaded, getting down on one knee.

Galbien, the curly-haired carrier who is participating in the review, also persuasively said in the team channel: "Your Highness, you must think deeply, please let us protect you to leave, and after you confirm the safety of the body, shoot down the plane above you. Our crisis Naturally it will be lifted!"

"Yes! Your Royal Highness, please leave first and find a way to shoot down the plane above you."

This is actually not a solution at all. As long as the opponent sends someone to follow him and prevent his carrier from leaving the body, he will not be able to fly into the air to shoot down the Reaper hovering in the sky.

"Maurice, Galbien, and Feredo" Napoleon VII read their names one by one, and then asked indifferently: "Don't you believe that I can protect you? Are you doubting my strength? "

"No! Don't say that, Your Royal Highness! It is we who failed to protect you! You are the most outstanding genius of the Napoleon family in the past hundred years. The last hope, you really can't make a mistake! Even if we die, we can't let you Take a little risk." After a pause, Morrie patted his chest and lowered his head and said to Napoleon: "I remember you told me: It takes more courage to bear pain than to die."

Napoleon VII responded lightly: "I also told you that a person must have the habit of trusting himself. No matter how dangerous or difficult he faces, he must believe that he can overcome it. If you escape once, then your There will be cracks in confidence, and the next escape will be taken for granted. Therefore, I will not leave, and, although it is the most difficult time right now, it also shows that we are not far from success! Even if we don’t get the Crossbee this time, killing The clown Sith is enough for us to make up for the loss!"

"You guys! Are you willing to fight hard with me! Share the victory!" Napoleon VII roared in the team channel, making people feel like seeing Napoleon riding a white horse with a sword and commanding thousands of troops to attack forward .

Immediately, an imposing response sounded from the team channel: "Nous vaincrons parse que nous sommes les plus forts!" (We are the strongest, the strong must win! Note 1)

A leader is a businessman who sells hope, and Napoleon VII has such a temperament.

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The clown Sith pushed open the already dark door and walked through the connection between the intact No. [-] and No. [-] cars. Holding a classical microphone in his hand, he said happily in his hoarse and harsh voice: "Hello! Hi everyone! Sorry for my uninvited visit."

Clown Sith took off his bowler hat and bowed deeply, then he straightened up, put his hat on, and asked politely and flatteringly like a salesman: "I want to ask, what Are there any chosen ones in the first car, or people who know the genes of God? Or people who are willing to play games with me!"

There was silence in the whole train, only the train was talking.

Clown Sith turned his head to look at the first hard sleeper compartment on the left, and got a negative answer from the people inside. These people didn't know what happened in the front car, and they didn't know the name of Clown Sith. They were just ordinary people. Therefore, the problem of facing the clown Sith is very inexplicable, but looking at the masked and serious clown Sith, I feel the creeps from the bottom of my heart.

After the clown Sith asked the compartment on the left, he looked at the separate upper and lower bunks on the right. He still didn't get an answer, and he didn't ask further, but just thanked him politely.

He asked all the way along the corridor, until the middle section of the car was next to the window and the sleeper was lying on it was a tall and fat Russian man who looked like a bear, and he asked kindly: "Hey! Are you the chosen one? Or do you know the God gene?"

The obese man obviously knew who the Sith was. He looked at the Sith clown mask and tremblingly said, "I am the Chosen One, but I don't know what a God gene is." After a pause, he held up the The right hand said: "I don't know Shirkov's whereabouts either. I swear!"

"I understand! So you came to K20 to find Shirkov, and that Crossbee, right?" The clown Sith shrugged.

The fat man nodded with great difficulty, and then said: "I have no conflict with you, and I am willing to pay the ransom, please let me go!"

"No, don't say that, it's just a misunderstanding! It's not your fault, this kind of thing happens often." The clown Sith sighed and turned his head away in great disappointment.

The obese man swallowed a mouthful of saliva and rolled his throat, "So, can you let me go? I'm willing to pay!"

"NO!" The clown Sith responded coldly, and in the next second he suddenly brought his face closer to the fat man's, even the tip of his nose pressed against the tip of the other's nose, so close that they could feel each other's breath.

The "NO" and the suddenly approaching face scared the other person out of his body. His whole body was pressed against the wall of the train.

The clown was obviously very satisfied with his prank. He laughed "Ha! Ha! Ha!" and said to the terrified obese man, "I just want to scare you, don't be nervous!"

"It's okay, it's okay!" The obese man forced a smile, but his teeth were trembling. As a chosen one, this was the first time he felt afraid. He regretted that he waded into this muddy water because of greed.

The clown Sith looked at the expression of regret and fear on the fat man's face, laughed "haha" in satisfaction, then straightened up again, and shouted loudly into the microphone: "I'm asking for the last time, besides him, is there anyone else? Those who choose, or those who know the God gene, and those who are willing to play games with me! Or are you called Shirkov?"

No one answered.

Sith the Clown stood in the middle of the fifth carriage and shook his head, "It's such a pity! You are wasting my time!"

"If it's true," before he finished speaking, he snapped his fingers, and then the bone-eating flames exploded in the fifth carriage, instantly turning the fifth carriage into a fiery hell.

Fatty, the Chosen One beside him, before he could activate the carrier or even call out, he turned into a skeleton in the yellow flames, with only a black watch hanging on the bone wrist.

Clown Sith took off the watch in the blazing flames, whistled, and put it in his pocket, "Ashes to ashes, ashes to ashes. God's to God, clown's to clown."

　Note 1: "Nous vaincrons parce que nous sommes les plus forts!" We are the strongest, and the strong will win!The most famous slogan in France, this slogan and the most famous on ne passe pas of World War I! (they will never pass) together, is now often quoted adage
　　
　
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