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Chapter 442 The Runaway Train

South Africa, once a country of gold and minerals, is now fragmented, and even the nominal government no longer exists.

During the second corporate war, in order to compete for the mineral resources here, the petrochemical alliance and the corporate alliance had extremely intense conflicts.

From earthquake bombs to nuclear weapons, both sides used all means that could hinder the other party from obtaining resources. In the end, the Petrochemical Alliance maintained its dominant position here with its stronger ground armor.

But soon, as fossil energy was replaced by new energy on a global scale, the petrochemical alliance's rule over South Africa quickly disintegrated. warlord.

The ally of the pioneers is a warlord armed force secretly supported by the Ibrahim family - the Spear of Durban, which is stationed in the KwaZulu-Nadal province of South Africa. They control almost 70.00% of the entire province. area.

Because of the damage to the natural environment caused by the war, the climate here has continued to deteriorate over the past half century, with annual rainfall increasing five and a half times, and floods becoming the most common climate disaster in this region.

Durban, once the most prosperous city in the entire province, survived years of war and bombing, but was finally submerged by floods, and the Spear of Durban became rootless water.

If it weren't for the largest dry-cooled power plant in sub-Saharan Africa here, which could generate enough profits every year, the Spear of Durban would have wanted to give up this area a long time ago.

The Durban Spear, backed by the Ibrahim family, is far more powerful than other armed forces in this area. If they want to, they can go all the way north to Pretoria. There are still a few gold mines that have not been dug up in Dengying Province, and that is the real profitable business.

But obviously, the Ibrahim family, which represents the Saudi Aramco Group to some extent, needs them to firmly control the KwaZulu-Nadal province, the outlet to the sea, to ensure that one day in the future when the Saudi Aramco Group is reborn from the ashes, there is a place to stay away. The petrochemical alliance's safe rear.

Over the years, the Spear of Durban has been secretly accepting the aborigines in the Persian region who were regarded as negative assets by the Petrochemical Alliance, which has changed the population structure of the entire KwaZulu-Nadal province to a certain extent.

At present, the largest number of people in KwaZulu-Nadal is still the Zulu, followed by the Boers, and then the new immigrants from the Persian region.

Salim Ahmed was transported to South Africa in this way. Fortunately, Salim received some military training because of his father. He could shoot and was literate. He joined the German Ban's Spear.

After serving in the Spear of Durban for seven years, Salem is now the squad leader of an infantry squad. Half of his subordinates are immigrants from the Persian region, which gives him extraordinary control over the squad.

In Salim's view, being sold to Africa was undoubtedly the luckiest thing in his life. There were no transportation lines, no petrochemical alliance trains, no power grids, and no damn drones.

Except for the endless rain and the muddy roads that made him a little bit uncomfortable, everything else was perfect.

Salem's team is stationed outside Pietermaritzburg, responsible for guarding an unremarkable supply station. On weekdays, there is only a train going to and from this freight station every three days, carrying some infrastructure materials and food. Loaded with a heap of metal, the rubber product disappeared into the horizon.

The train would stop here for four hours, unloading enough coal for trucks from a nearby power plant to come and take the coal away.

If he is lucky enough, sometimes a passenger car will be hung on the train, carrying a car of all kinds of people, allowing Salim to imagine the destination of these people and the color of their lives.

He has no complaints about being stationed here all the year round, and most of the soldiers who come from the same place as him can endure loneliness. After all, in their view, there is no blockade line visible to the naked eye to enclose them, and theoretically want to go wherever they want Wherever you go, your life is already the paradise described in the scriptures.

On the contrary, the local soldiers often couldn't bear the loneliness. They would secretly take the train, sneak into Pietermaritzburg, and return after spending all their salaries.

Salem was a benevolent officer who turned a blind eye to the situation because he understood people's yearning for freedom.

But today, things have changed a bit.

The train that came into the city three days ago did not return as scheduled. Salim and his superiors reported the situation here, and the answer was to wait for another three days and call him if the damn train didn't show up.

However, Salim, who grew up inside the blockade, knows that these rail vehicles are rarely late, and they all have their own timetables. If there is a delay, it means that someone is going to be in bad luck.

Salem put his men in full armor and put them on alert. The soldiers who came from the same place as him silently obeyed the order, and the train's delay also made them feel worried.

Because of Salim's prestige, those local soldiers reluctantly picked up their guns, and drove a leaky patrol car along the railway to patrol the surrounding area.

The Spear of Durban is not without enemies in this land. The real aborigines here - the Zulu people have resisted the bloody rule of the colonists for hundreds of years. In their view, the Boers, the British, the South African whites, and even the later The company, and now the Spears of Durban, are no different.
They are all outsiders with guns, with death and pain, come here to spread hatred.

The train was delayed by No. 12 hours. At midnight, Salem saw the flames coming from the direction of Pietermaritzburg. The flames continued until dawn, and they were still clearly visible.

What made Salim even more uneasy was that the communication line between them and their superiors was also cut off, and the channel was full of noise.

The train No. 20 was two hours late. There was a dull explosion from the direction of the power station. A huge mushroom cloud was visible to the naked eye. Even the laziest soldiers were starting to get nervous now.

They put all the protective equipment on their bodies and repeatedly checked the condition of the guns, while Salem chose the two bravest soldiers and drove to the direction of the power station to check the situation.

The patrol car attached to the supply station is powered by electricity, and the farthest round-trip distance can only be driven to the vicinity of the power station. If it has just rained and the road conditions are slippery, the last section of the road may have to be pushed by people.

The train was one hour late on No.30. A soldier who had sneaked off to Pietermaritzburg before walked back to the freight station along the railway in a distraught state.

His body was covered with dried blood, his eyes were dull, as if he had just experienced the end of the world.

Salem kept the other men on guard. He brought the soldier into the office by himself, gave him a glass of strong wine, watched him drink it, and his face became rosy again, before he asked, "What happened in the city?"

"I don't know, sir, I don't understand, suddenly there was chaos, Iplis fell from the sky, took possession of the body, and the massacre began!" The soldier said emotionally: "Killing is everywhere! I follow the crowd, the front The people who died suddenly, I went in the other direction, and there someone turned the road into a trap, and the house grew teeth, chewing up the people in it!"

Salem frowned. In his hometown, superhumans were just legendary existences. After coming here, he saw several superhumans in the Spear of Durban, so he suspected Pietermaritz for the first time. A transhuman rebellion broke out in Fort.

But the soldier was obviously terrified. He said to Salem: "Before I left, I saw a dozen figures floating in the sky, and together they set fire to Pietermaritzburg. They are Iplis! They must be!"

"Soldier, calm down! They are just superhumans. You have seen them just like me!" Salim yelled at the other party: "Give you five hours to rest, sleep, take a hot bath, and then Pick up a gun like a man, if a superhuman dares to come here, we will never know that this is the territory of the Spear of Durban!"

He doesn't know how much his words can do, but it's the only thing he can do, at least he knows now, that train won't show up again.
However, things backfired. Just when Salem was about to stick to the freight station, the train that he thought was impossible to appear again appeared at the end of the track.

And it was still burning with flames. A figure who was also burning with flames looked like he was driving a carriage. He was sitting on the locomotive, with his hands and arms wrapped around a chain that had been burnt red, and the other end of the chain passed through the front of the locomotive. It was as if he was driving this train.

Salim had never seen such a weird thing in his life. The word "Eplis" that the soldier shouted just now couldn't help appearing in his mind. In scriptures, this word represents evil demons.

However, as the highest-ranking officer here, Salim still reacted. He took out his pistol and fired warning shots into the sky. At the same time, he ran towards the only sentry tower in the freight station. The joint heavy machine gun is the strongest firepower in the entire freight station.

Salim believed that even Ypres would have to turn around and flee back to hell in the face of that caliber.

However, before Salim rushed into the sentry tower, the evil and rampant laughter on the track had already passed, and the crimson molten iron splashed along the sides of the track, and the soldiers counterattacked bit by bit, hitting the train with sparks None splashed.

The piercing sound of brakes accompanied Salim's footsteps. He hurriedly climbed up to the eight-meter-high metal sentry tower, adjusting the direction of the dual heavy machine guns.

But at this time, under the excited yelling of the demon coachman, the train stopped in a hurry, and the freight train section behind it suddenly opened, and hundreds of burning corpses were dumped in the freight station just like that.

Accompanied by a burst of drums with a strange rhythm, the corpses stood up one after another, and began to look for the living people nearby.

Salim saw with his own eyes that two dedicated soldiers were desperately surrounded by corpses after they had run out of bullets in their magazines. One of the soldiers detonated his grenade at the last moment.

It's a pity that no damage was done, and the group of corpses was emptied, but they quickly got up again and continued to look for the next target.

The soldiers under him died one by one, and Salim finally adjusted the direction of the gun. His target was always only one——Iplis, who was driving the train.

For Salom, who grew up inside the blockade, trains are a very special existence. In Salim’s memory, for those brave men who tried to cross the blockade, trains are both danger and opportunity.

The old man in the village said that those speeding steel machines can take you across the blockade to the edge of the earth, where there is an endless sea and freedom.
And if you are not devout and brave enough, you will be ruthlessly crushed by the train, which is both sacred and evil.

Therefore, when the fiery demon driving the train appeared, Saleem knew that it was time to face his fate.

If he is devout enough and brave enough, he will survive, otherwise, he will be crushed mercilessly by the train
Salem pointed the sights of the dual heavy machine guns at the Flame Demon, who stood proudly on the locomotive, as if enjoying the death around him. There are some things that you don’t need to understand, just look at them to know that it is evil of.

Salim Ahmed asked himself, is he religious enough?
He has lived in the blockade for 22 years. He knows every stone in that small square grid, and he has counted every grain of sand.
Yes, he is devout enough, he never gave up the pursuit of freedom, he finally climbed over the electrified iron net, faced the train, and successfully jumped onto the road to freedom before being crushed, although In the end, the way he obtained freedom was different from the legend, but Salim believed that he was still the son of the wind chasing freedom.

The rest is just brave or not, Salem pulled the trigger, and the 12.7MM caliber bullets sprayed out, and the huge recoil of the handle wanted to jump out of his hand wildly even through the brake.

But Salem used his muscles to control the wildness of the gun in his hand, allowing the bullets to spread on a very small spread. The body of the flame demon in the scope was like paper, pierced and torn by large-caliber bullets, and in the blink of an eye In the way of splashing, it covered every inch of land within a radius of [-] square meters.

Just as he thought, even demons would have to flee back to hell under this kind of firepower.

Those walking corpses, as if they suddenly realized that they were dead, fell to the ground in pieces, burning quietly.

A desperate soldier had already grabbed his pistol and aimed it at his head to let him go faster, but when he saw the miracle happening before him, he immediately knelt on the ground and bowed devoutly towards the north.

And that direction happened to be the direction where the sentry tower was located. Salim looked at the direction where the flames were soaring into the sky in the distance, and his eyes gradually became tough.

He doesn't know what's going on there, but he knows it's just the beginning.

(End of this chapter)