Abyss Express

Foreword:

[Sympathy for the weak is the greatest disrespect to nature!]

[——Adolf Hitler]

[Part① Music Code]

Xue Ming kicked away the corpse of the firewood, and turned over the commander's headless body. While cleaning the battlefield, he tore off the shoulder patch of the frogman's pressure suit, but found that there were other things under the patch.

"Teacher Ah Ling, this is..." There was an extra flag in his hand.

"It's the Axis Demon from half a century ago." Su Ling's tone was cold, her face was expressionless, but she could see the aggressive fire in her eyes.

The engineer grandfather rushed to Xueming's side in three steps and two steps at a time. He couldn't believe it in his eyes, and kept calling in Russian.

"How could it be? How could it be possible? Although the Stairway to Heaven belongs to the Crazy Butterfly Sect, they have been helping us!"

Su Ling immediately switched to Russian and yelled: "You are not young, you should have seen the Soviet-German non-aggression pact in the newspapers of your time - these bastards dare to sit under the Monument to the People's Heroes and eat human flesh, without a doubt, They are enemies, mortal enemies."

On the platform of the statue in the center of the square, there are still frosted canned human flesh.

When the old engineer saw these things clearly, his eyes became terrified. He didn't dare to touch the VIP guests, so he put on his overalls vest to keep out the cold again, so he had to grab Xue Ming's arm and head towards the power workshop.

"Follow me! Quick! Quick, quick!"

Xue Ming followed the engineer grandfather and walked forward quickly, and heard the flustered Chinese with a big tongue accent in the old man's mouth.

"Little brother! We're wrong, we're wrong, go faster! Go faster"

The old man's flustered performance made Xue Ming feel uneasy.

"What did you do wrong?"

Teacher Aling trotted along beside the two of them, and explained to Xueming: "There are few people here, and there are only about twenty young and middle-aged people who can be useful to deal with giants. They must have sent industrial facilities and weapon workshops to them. A mighty ogre."

The old engineer's eyes widened, and he shouted at Su Ling: "I don't know their real identities! In this desperate land, suddenly there are such a group of people coming to help us deal with giants, anyone will let down their guard!"

"I don't mean to blame you." Su Ling suddenly grabbed the grandfather's trousers, lifted them up as if carrying luggage, and started to speed up with the heavy iron armor on her body, "I'm just curious, why you are so Panic, is there any other very important facilities in this city? Very powerful weapons? They must never fall into the hands of these ogres?"

The old engineer leaned forward and pointed to the road on the northwest side, asking Su Ling to run in that direction.

"Yes yes yes yes yes! Yes! It's [materialism]!"

Xue Ming was panting heavily, and wanted to run with all his armor weighing more than 30 jins. When he heard the name [Materialism], he also remembered—Brother Xingchen once said this thing.

This thing is an all-terrain weapon platform built by the Soviet Weapons Design Bureau.

The engineer grandfather spoke very fast, and he wanted to explain everything clearly to the two passengers.

"It has been more than 30 years since the disintegration of the alliance. I am the last surviving engineer in the power workshop group. Other high-energy physics and chemical research groups have either returned to the station or returned to Russia to find another way out. "

The old man looked remorseful and sad.

"VIP Su Ling! And you! Jiang Xueming! I beg you, let me survive. If I die, Ibrahimovic will also die on the beach—I'm afraid no one will know how to activate [materialism]!"

It was he who handed over RSH's legacy to the followers of Salary King.

"I didn't expect these guys to be our mortal enemies—I only knew that they were followers of the Crazy Butterfly, and they might be able to use these people's motivation to steal runes to exterminate the giants and open up territories for humans."

Xue Ming immediately asked: "If the [materialism] you mentioned falls into the hands of these people"

"No, no!" The old engineer said firmly: "It is an all-terrain launch platform for nuclear weapons. If you want to activate it, you must know its nuclear code. I am not worried about what the enemy will do to it. They don’t know [materialism] exists yet.”

The three of them ran along the street for more than 400 meters, and finally stopped outside the power workshop.

The old engineer landed in embarrassment from under Su Ling's armpits, and felt a strong sense of dizziness when he stood on both feet.

He first ran to the mechanic's warehouse in the power workshop to put on a welder's heat-resistant protective clothing, wrapped himself tightly, and immediately chattered non-stop when he came back.

"I thought these minions of the salary king were friends and comrades. I only knew that they wanted to become the afterglow of the sun, but I didn't expect it to be the sun that eats people. If I really let them eat me, I'm afraid you won't I can’t open any doors, I’m afraid of death, very, very afraid of death! Davari! I can’t die! There are still very important things waiting for me to complete!”

The engineer grandfather raised the welding torch, ignored the mechanical code lock of the door, went to the boiler exhaust vent in the room, fumbled for dozens of complicated pipe valves, trying to find the correct hidden door.

Xue Ming looked at the outer wall of the power workshop. The design and layout of this place is similar to that of a refinery. There are no windows, and all waste water and waste gas are discharged underground through hundreds of pipes. Everything is designed to resist dead Morpho and giant's subordinates.

Fiddled with the layers of plaster, the engineer grandfather raised the welding torch, located the seven pipe valves, unscrewed the round handle, and aimed the flame at the joints of these pipe valves.

Grandpa's arm seems to be playing an accordion, moving the flame, changing the position of the nozzle of the welding torch according to the music score, and the air chamber of the pipe plays a clear note.

Teacher A Ling remembered this song, and she hummed it softly.

"Woke up from a dream that morning."

"Oh friend, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye!"

The old man sang along with the password notes.

"Una mattina mi son svegliato."

[Woke up from a dream that morning.]

"Eo ho trovato l'invasor."

[Invaders broke into my hometown. ]

The high-temperature spray gun played the first bar in the pipe valves of different lengths, and the door of the power workshop issued a low hum.

A gust of hot air gushed out from the room, carrying a damp and warm musty smell. The heavy-duty air filters on Xue Ming and A Ling's body were instantly scrapped, they had already endured too much suffering.

The 150-centimeter-thick room door is pushed by sixteen hydraulic rods, and is gradually opened under the traction of the smooth and new iron wheel guide rails.

The bright red flag hangs on the maintenance track and hangs upside down in the No. 1 workshop at a height of more than ten meters, covering the main stage of the cultural performance next to the workers' lounge.

On the left side of the door, there are nine sets of coded mechanical locks designed with rollers, and on the right side are steel bottles exuding dark red and high temperature. The mercury in them is roasted by high-temperature flames, and the lock cylinders of the mechanical locks will be pushed open one by one. , you have to unlock it round by round according to a specific sequence of notes to open this 150 cm thick door.

Before the old engineer had time to declare his name, he hurried to the diesel generator set to continue the engineering power for this ancient workshop.

In addition to the safety lights, red flags caught Xue Ming's eyes under the dim light.

They cover the pedestal, as if the engineers left here to protect the products in the factory from dust. Only vague shadows could be seen in these bright red curtains.

These phantoms are about six meters high, showing tough shadow lines under the red and orange light sources.

Xueming wanted to get into the red flag to find out, but just took two steps——

——At this moment, he felt a splitting headache.

Bloodshots crawled up the whites of his eyes, and a strong evil thought locked on to him.

The door of the power workshop was about to close, and just before the door closed, an uninvited visitor squeezed in.

"It's risky! It's risky, it's risky, it's risky!"

It's a man--

——Beardless, tall, nine feet tall.

Su Ling and Xue Ming had to raise their heads to see this guy's forehead.

The appearance of the intruder was about thirty years old, with deep nasolabial folds, blue-gray pupils, and maroon pupils. There was a circle of linear texture around the pupils, which was very special.

The bridge of the nose is high, the lips are thin and slender, and the canine teeth can be seen.

The arm span is about two hundred and eighty centimeters.

To elaborate on this guy's equipment, it is almost armed to the teeth.

The MOLLE on his body is tailor-made, and the cold-proof trousers and rubber boots are made of water-repellent treatment. He carries six guns on his body, and the trigger guard and grip are customized according to his figure, specially for this giant Designed for body shape.

"Did you see it? I almost died just now!"

The man turned his face towards Xueming, but his eyes were fixed on Su Ling, and English came out of his mouth.

"Why don't you talk?"

He patted the plaster on his shoulders, and tore off the epaulettes of the sun carriage, revealing the ten thousand-shaped flag inside.

"Or--"

In an instant, the tone of the soldier on the Stairway to Heaven dropped to freezing point.

"—Our cooperation is over? Do you want to monopolize all the equipment in this room?"

Xue Ming only felt that there were a thousand needles hidden in his head, he could hardly look directly at the enemy, and it was extremely difficult to lift his heavy eyelids.

It was as if the enemy had brought Niflheim's breath of death and terrifying Reiatsu along with him when he appeared on the stage.

In [Phoenix]'s digitalized vision, his spiritual shield broke almost instantly. The index of madness that was originally calm was constantly changing, the brain became fragile, and the body began to stiffen.

The blood bars on the enemy's forehead are gray like a dead giant, and his signature is constantly changing. It seems that it is difficult for Teacher A Ling to directly identify the detailed attributes of the enemy through the soul power.

"My God!" Su Ling was stunned for a long time, and finally spit out such a ridiculous sentence, "What kind of monster are you, can you grow so big? My encyclopedia will be updated again."

"My name is Peter Sergey, VIP of the Abyss Railway! Listen carefully!" The man was as strong as a young white whale. He only took two steps forward, stepped on the workshop with his big boots, and immediately raised his head. There was a cloud of dust, "If you are sensible, leave here immediately and hand over this engineer to us. The power we have is not something you can stop."

Su Ling took off the helmet: "Don't, don't! Don't go forward!"

Sergey is actually quite a gentleman, he really didn't go any further——

——He didn't want to create irreconcilable conflicts with the people at the station. These VIPs have different abilities, and they are all excellent food for the king of salary. What a pity.

Xue Ming covered his head, still immersed in the terrifying spiritual pressure and couldn't extricate himself.

Sergey's weight data suddenly appeared in his eyes——

—Six hundred and eighty-eight kilograms.

This is the data estimated by Mr. Aling through the dust on the ground and the vibration of the floor.

[Part ② Do not talk about martial arts]

Sergey and Su Ling said: "I agree to your request, and you should also agree to my request. You told me not to go forward, so I will stay where I am. I want you to hand over the workshop and engineers. You also have to Keep your promises, this is a fair and just transaction - Aohen Mingde likes this kind of ceremony, I miss you all"

"No! No, no, no, no! No!" Su Ling finished taking off her helmet, and immediately began to take off her battle armor, "Do you have a problem with understanding? With such a big head, you should be smarter than those miscellaneous fish in the square." ?”

Sergey frowned: "Don't you plan to do business with me?"

Su Ling swiftly took off the iron helmets all over her body, only to hear the heavy notes of steel plates hitting the floor echoing in the workshop, she pointed at the shivering old man in front of the diesel generator set.

"I understand that you want the equipment in this workshop, why did you take him away?"

Sergey was blunt: "I will eat him, digest him, absorb him."

After Su Ling unloaded the last piece of equipment, she threw away the greasy air purifier, revealing the waiter's clothes and quick-drying tights. She raised her head and carefully observed Sergei from a distance of more than ten meters.

"Can you eat people? [Carnivores] who have given blood?"

Sergey was proud and conceited, and immediately grinned: "I am much more advanced than the Calamity Beast! I am a child of [Fireman]! I am a half-blood descendant of a giant. This engineer was handed over to me, and I swallowed him, maybe it was another great achievement."

"How old are you?" Su Ling suddenly asked the other party's age.

Sergey immediately said: "I am thirty-three years old, and in the legend of the giant race, I am still a child—so, VIP of the Abyss Railway, I advise you not to fight against me. In my long life, you are just It is a mayfly that lives and dies at night and cannot shake my big tree, and sympathizing with the weak is the greatest disrespect to nature."

More values ​​appeared in Xue Ming's eyes——

——[Phoenix] is judging the detailed data of this hybrid giant.

His extreme output, explosive speed, nerve reflexes and comprehensive combat skills.

His health is no longer invisible gray, gradually turning into plain pink, and slowly turning into bright red.

His core strength limit is about 1.5 tons, and his finger strength is more than 300 kilograms.

Judging from the amount of sweat and glossiness of the skin, this guy's metabolism is very slow, and there are a lot of freeze-dried and cracked dead skin on his neck.

Judging from the speed of speech, unnatural eye movement, and the speed of pupil focusing, the efficiency of the brain's transmission of instructions still belongs to the category of carbon-based organisms. The nerve reflex is similar to that of an elephant. When you want to move your fingers, the electrical signal starts from the brain center. When reaching the palm more than 150 centimeters away, there is at least a delay of more than 180 milliseconds.

This is a slow, bloody, and powerful target.

This is the divine power of [Phoenix].

As long as they stay in the same room with the observation object for long enough, all members of the team can help Mr. Ling collect data.

Sergey and Su Ling said: "Human life is small and short, and you have evolved soul power. I don't want to kill you, a high-level animal. If you are willing to become a salary king one day, I will continue to lead the way for you. You took the rune—and you only need to put this dying old man in my stomach to gain my friendship."

In the freezing temperature of minus 20 degrees, without the protection of the heavy armor, Teacher A Ling shivered from the cold. She opened the collar of the tights, as if she wanted to sell a wave of benefits——

"——I don't understand." Sergey's expression became awkward and reserved: "I don't want this kind of friendship, beauty can't be bought."

"Did you understand something wrong?" Su Ling took out two BUR drill bazookas from her collar. They were only 70 cm long and weighed 3.5 kg. They were hidden in front of Teacher A Ling's corset. Her embarrassing figure combined with an awkward disguise.

She didn't aim much, and shot two hot flames at the stupid big man more than ten meters away.

The single-barrel warhead of the BUR drill is very powerful, several times higher than ordinary grenades or grenades.

"I told you to stand still, because I was afraid of accidentally hurting the old man." Su Ling threw away the smoking heavy weapon, took out a piece of military rations from her backpack, and threw it in front of Xue Ming.

The scorching air waves generated by the explosion almost blew Xueming away, and the scattered shrapnel bounced between the iron walls of the workshop, tearing the Soviet Union's red flag in two.

The old engineer has long since run away—

——He was the first one to escape, climbed up the iron ladder to the No. 2 workshop, hid next to the sturdy electrical cabinet, and looked at the VIP who didn't talk about martial arts on the first floor.

At this moment, Xueming stooped and caught the special military rations sent by Teacher Aling.

Before he opened the package, he saw Teacher A Ling pull out a shiny gold titanium-plated steel ruler from the waiter's uniform.

That is Teacher Aling's stick, a murder weapon made from Mingde's remains——

— like a straight sword without a front.

In the flames, Sergey hugged his head and straightened up as if nothing had happened. The hot weapon on his body was turned into a pile of rotten iron under the bombardment of the drill rocket launcher.

The right half of his body was covered with scars, bloody, palm-sized scars were cut in the air waves and fragments of the rocket launcher.

He pursed his lips, like a child who had been bullied, and actually started to cry.

"How dare you treat me like this! How dare you treat me like this!!!"

The astonishing sound almost wiped away the remaining traces of smoke in the air.

Su Ling put on the earplugs, still with that expressionless face——

——She opened the general grain bag, stuffed Guanglingsan steamed buns into her mouth to replenish her strength, gnawed off the bacon dish of the calamity beast's front legs, and didn't bother to wipe off the oil in her mouth, and then swallowed a mouthful of Wangyou tea Belly.

She eats very fast, almost like a robot, just to get the energy boost brought by these underground delicacies.

He saw the descendants of giants rushing towards the "weak and weak" woman.

The sound of heavy footsteps is like the sound of giant yaks running on the African grasslands.

Xue Ming's eyes were out of focus, and there was no UI prompt of [Phoenix] in his eyes.

Teacher A Ling has already called back the soul power——

——We must do our best.

The pyroxene in Ah Ling’s hands seemed to be magical. It was originally a stone of four different colors: blue, black, white, and orange. When the enemy was in front of her, she threw the stick and put her hands into the backpack like washing clothes. .

The ten fingers, as slender as white jade, have been replaced with ten red stones.

At the moment of contacting the enemy, Su Ling's two palms locked tightly with Sergey's.

"Do you know what that means?"

It was as if two trucks collided head-on, and the resulting shock wave overturned the tables and chairs on the stage of the show.

Aling's big boots rubbed two streaks of bright red blood on the floor, and the metacarpal bones of the soles of the feet and the steel platform rubbed blackened mud and fiery red blood.

"It means I can't shake their hands at fan clubs."

A Ling suddenly raised her head, and slammed her forehead against the handle of the falling steel ruler, turning it into a deadly hidden weapon, and shot it out like an off-string cold arrow.

"I'm dirty! I'm not clean!—I'm clasped with the fingers of an ogre. These hands can't bring happiness to people!"

Sergey's knees were weak, and his arms instinctively wanted to press forward and downward, using his body weight to fight for more chances of victory in this wrestling match——

——As soon as his eyes went dark, he saw the golden titanium-plated steel bars coming, and then everything went away.

Teacher A Ling raised her bloody right leg, and kicked it on the chin of this dead but not stiff descendant of a giant.

She stretched out her hand and took the handle of the steel ruler that had been shot through the brain, and there was still a red seal at the end of the steel ruler that looked like a signature on her forehead.

[do evil for the heavens]

Gently twist this titanium-plated steel ruler, it stirred in Sergey's brain, and the air penetrated into the closed eye socket, Su Ling slowly pulled it out.

In the bloody skull, there was a fragile flame near the thalamus. It was like a rune in the head of a dead giant, completely crushed by the steel ruler, and gradually extinguished.

In the soft brain tissue, there is a signature on the tip of the steel ruler.

[Arrogance and Mingde]

This Xueming had only eaten more than half of the military rations in his hand, and he hadn't had time to finish drinking the sulfur pyroxene pepper water that increased his strength. This thing was so spicy that Xueming couldn't breathe.

The teacher A Ling shook off the blood on the stick, his face turned pale from the pain, and he kept pouring Mrs. Bai's coffee on his feet, and the red stone in his hand had been broken into dross and fly ash.

You can still hear the VIP's cry of pain.

"Aw! Aww! Aww! My baby! My baby! Aww!"