Abyss Express

Foreword:

[Time heals all wounds just because it kills all things, including love and compassion. ]

[—— Alexey Maximovich Peshkov]

[Part ① Greed for the Sky]

When people returned to the Albert Research Station, half a month had passed.

It's not that the marching speed of the Snow Mastiff troops is not strong, but that [JoeStar]'s people chose a relatively stable time to enter the mountain.

In this inaccessible and harsh Jedi, there are eight strong winds blowing in three seasons throughout the year. If you want to drive in this environment and deal with winding mountain roads, it is almost always a test for the driver. , Once a mistake is made, the car crashes and people die.

Brother Hydera and Jason broke open the door of the Red Nail Hotel together, and the team members behind began to carry the wounded.

Both Xue Ming and Liu Xing collapsed on the stretcher and had to rest for a long time.

Followed by Su Ling, halfway through the journey, another Vita brand broke out in this VIP's body. It seems that in the dangerous northern border, countless viruses are still alive in the highly toxic air That said, whenever Su Ling's body immunity drops to a critical value, she will be infected immediately, and even the panacea will not work.

Finally, it was Xiaoqi, who entered sideways with Teacher Aling.

Bai Zijin was seriously injured in the death fight of giant mixed race warriors first, the organs all over his body were almost displaced by rock salt bombs, and his spirit body was riddled with holes in the soul power attack of [Icon·Saint Image]. She ran back and forth three times between Hongxing Mountain and the scientific research station. Her madness index was already very high. After Xueming's confession, she went straight to the sky.

Fortunately, Brother Hydera is very reliable, Brother Jason is also very reliable, and Brother William, whom Meteor just met, is even more reliable.

The three middle-aged people were divided into three lines. Hydera went to find panacea supplies, Jason went to find fuel and material transportation vehicles, and William went to find various underground ingredients to supplement the wounded soldiers.

Xueming, Meteor, Xiao Qi and Su Ling, the four collapsed on the bed.

The boss hired someone to break through the partition wall on the second floor and built a large ward for them with four air purifiers for ventilation. Connect the phone line to their bedside, and finally connect to the Internet, and they can surf the Internet through wired bridging.

Their physical bodies were fine under the care of the panacea, but the damage to their spiritual essence took a long, long rest to recover.

When they returned to the Red Nails Hotel, the Slavic men on the first floor who were eating and waiting to die put away their previous arrogance and domineering style, and looked at Jason Megan with more respect.

For no other reason—

——Because Jason was one of the few who came back standing up.

The same is true for Diamondnov. Although he doesn't look very energetic, at least this "Diamond who can only punch holes" came back standing up.

The brothers of the Snow Mastiff Army sat at the round counter on the first floor, and immediately a burly Slav made way to give chairs to the real warriors.

These people kept asking about the current situation of Red Star Mountain.

"Brother, how is the situation on the front line?"

"Is there any progress? Is there a new job?"

"How much money did you get? Is there a lot of treasure in that place? A lot of heritage?"

The brothers of the Snow Mastiff Army were only focused on drinking, and there was still a sense of fear in their hearts——

——That kind of fear is the undecided shock of life hanging by a thread when under the gust of wind and spiritual pressure between the peaks of the snow-capped mountains.

Noisy people surrounded the soldiers like flies, still chirping.

"In my opinion! This time it must be a big victory!"

"That's right! So many people died last time, but this time everyone is safe and sound, at most there are only a few disabled people. There must be good news, right?"

"Please, arrange a more meaningful job for me?"

A dozen or so little yellow hats sat beside the soldiers of the Snow Mastiff Troop, chatting about the bright future.

Unlike the soldiers of the Snow Mastiff Unit, they don't need to go outside the dangerous station to fight the wind and snow. They have a stable income and are looking for fun every day.

These soldiers have no good temper. If the northern border is considered the frontier of the Abyss Railway, then the garrison soldiers at the Albert Research Station have to run to the enemy-occupied area of ​​Niflheim almost every day. The **** who refuses to accept it.

I saw that the greasy man waiting to die was about to be slapped several times by Brother Bing, and Chief Hydera came back with a big oil drum - which was full of panacea.

The leader of the pack of wolves returned to the team, and the wolf cubs under him also settled down a lot, no longer haggling with these manic and depressed people.

"Send it to the ward." Hydera ordered, and handed the oil barrel to the sentinel.

He took off his winter coat and cotton wool lining, hat and mask, and saw that the silver hair was covered by thick plaster, and the bronze skin and red eyes were also covered with foggy oil.

He walked to the bathroom, and there were five or six young people with good deeds gathered around him.

"Ghost Weather"

The officer complained, and the people behind him echoed.

"Yes! You have worked hard, sir!"

"Commander Hydera! How's the front line going?"

"Can we go to Red Star Mountain? Like Diamondnov, he can come back alive, so it must be safe there?"

Hydera took care of washing her face, cleaning the mud from her ears and nostrils, and removing the dust from her shoulders, neck and hair.

People just waited, not afraid of the officer slapping them, and finally asked all the questions.

Wait until the officer rubbed his eyes, received warm towels from people, and said thanks.

Hydera asked: "Where is the white vest from before? Where is your foreman, who is in charge?"

Someone replied submissively: "He is dead."

Hydera didn't ask too much. After all, in this kind of place, it is very difficult to live, and it is very simple to want to die. He thought about it and decided to say something good to people.

"Wait for the news—boys, I know you're in a hurry, but don't worry. The heroes at the station have knocked down the giant, and the area around Red Star Mountain is safe. There are many buildings and industrial facilities that need people to rebuild."

Hydera slapped the little brother beside him, and when his palm touched the young man's shoulder, it was covered with oil.

"Relax, no one will compete with you for jobs, you can adapt to Niflheim's Reiatsu."

Immediately the people cheered——

——They have been waiting here for too long. Doing nothing every day, body fat rate and madness index are soaring.

Seeing time slipping away, as Diamondnov said, if the Abyss Railway suddenly closed down one day, the Albert Scientific Research Station would be the first to be abandoned.

They are also anxious, gradually being eaten away by this manic emotion.

"Thank you, sir!"

"Great! Great! I can finally get out of here!"

"How long will I have to wait? Do I have to wait for Aohan Mingde to survive the harvest season? I can't wait. Where Diamond can go, can't I go?"

"This is the stupid part of capitalism. It's like an empire. Everything has to be decided by the head or we will go first."

"Stop." Hydera felt a headache. These young men had studied a lot in the Soviet Palace, but they were nothing like their parents. "Wait a minute."

He was patient and wanted to explain everything clearly one by one.

"You shouldn't thank me, I'm doing things with money. You should thank the passengers at the station."

Immediately someone asked: "Didn't they take money to do things?"

Hydra laughed and slapped the young man on the face.

"It ain't money's work—boy."

Immediately afterwards, Hydera spoke to another young man.

"You keep talking about Diamond, I think you must look down on him, you want to compete with him, you want to prove yourself, young people are arrogant, but unfortunately, you will never win - because he is The first one of you to go to Red Star Mountain. In my opinion, even if the station sends down the task of engineering infrastructure, Diamond is your new foreman."

Hydera threw the towel back.

"That's why I said, this matter is not worth the money-for the station, RSH has changed from an unknown junction to a new station, and has become a seaport. For all mankind, it is a new territory, an infinite An inexhaustible source of wealth. Over our heads—”

Hydera pointed to the ceiling, to the second floor.

"—You all remember the names of this group of passengers. These things will be written in the history books and sent to the secret library. Maybe it will be made public in a few decades. They fought against the giants and finally returned with a big victory."

Listen to the words of the commander of the Snow Mastiff troop. Some young people screamed in surprise.

"I once pointed a gun at them! Wow! Did I do something great!"

"That's right! Sir! We inspired the heroes' will to fight! It must be like this!"

"I also told that cold-looking guy! AK can't have picatinny rails! Gun Jesus will be angry! He must have listened! He must have listened!"

Hydera couldn't laugh or cry when he heard the yelling of his brothers.

As he walked out, he responded perfunctorily.

"Yes, yes, you all have credit, you all have credit"

It's a good thing—

— Hydera thought, it is a very, very good thing.

There is nothing vile about lip service, or there is a moment when everyone performs this inexplicable ritual of performing certain feats with their mouths, as if talking about clay idols with a touch of magic in themselves. sex. For example, when it comes to [Superman and Monkey King] who is more powerful, you have to fight with red faces, and the moment you decide who wins, you will have a refreshing feeling of being out of the ordinary.

It is much better than jealousy, jealousy, cold blood, violent violence, or greed for money.

For example, the owner of the Red Nail Hotel is a shrewd businessman, and the quotations for the accommodation and dishes of the Snow Mastiff troops are completely different from when [JoeStar] first arrived.

[Part② Broken Back]

In the big ward—

——Xue Ming has been restless.

He talked about his injuries with several patients, and he conceived in his mind that he would learn electromechanical automation.

The spine is such a fragile thing, and the environment in the underground world is dangerous, complex, unknown, and changeable. If the spine is broken frequently, will it be paralyzed for several months each time?

So Xueming thought——

"—Do you want to build a semi-automatic or fully automatic armor, for example?"

"Be sober." VIP Su Ling's cold words extinguished his enthusiasm, "Human material science and semiconductors have limits."

Xue Ming: "If Canaanites also participate"

"Be sober." Su Ling continued: "The little Canaan in the body of the fire man is dead. I received news that the activity of the Canaanites in the Pavlov substation is getting lower and lower. They can't stand this kind of thing." The environment, and it is so powerful, it can be used as a catalyst, and it can also work as a nanomachine, the BOSS should be more concerned about the reproduction of this kind of creature than you, rather than exhausting it."

"Okay, then I'll change my mind." Xue Ming tore up the industrial design drawing of the battle armor, and then began to draw another thing, "I want to maintain combat effectiveness in a paralyzed state."

Meteor stretched his neck, and saw an extra vehicle in Brother Ming's log book.

"Hey! Brother Ming! It's rare! You don't draw dump trucks anymore."

Xue Ming didn't answer right away, after a while, he sent the design drawing to [JoeStar]'s online chat group.

[Wen Bucai: What the hell is this weird thing? ]

[Jiang Xueming: I designed the wheelchair chariot. ]

[Bu Meteor: Hahahahahahaha. ]

[9527: Hahahahahahahahahahaha. ]

[Jiang Xueming: First of all, it has two wheels, dilute sulfuric acid battery fluid, and no armor on the body, but it can be used as a mini firepower platform. Since it is an experimental machine, it looks relatively simple. ]

[Bu Meteor: Hahahahahahahahaha! ]

[Nine Five Two Seven: Hahahahahahahahaha! ]

[Jiang Xueming: Can you please stop laughing, you are in the same ward as me, just smile with your mouth, why do you have to laugh in the WeChat group. ]

[David Victor: Great! My student, you are doing great! ]

[Jiang Xueming: Teacher Victor, do you also think this kind of carrier is feasible in practice? It's great to understand my painstaking efforts. ]

[Wen Bucai: No, he should just be.]

[Jack Martin: He probably just felt that he needed such a wheelchair because his legs were often broken by waiters. ]

[Su Ling: Hahahahahahahahaha! ]

[Robert Downing: Master, when are you coming back? ]

[Jiang Xueming: I don't know, the train is out of service, I'm still recuperating, is Bai Lu okay? ]

[Robert Downing: The two of us have been studying and eating ashes on the construction site. ]

[Jiang Xueming: Thank you for your hard work, how is the boss? It should start to cross the catastrophe, right? ]

[BOSS: It's early! ]

[Jiang Xueming: Why is this guy in my group? Who pulled it in? ]

[Jiang Bailu: OwO! ]

[BOSS: It takes ten months to conceive! You think my harvest is toilet skimming? Just pull it if you say it? ]

[BOSS: That's why I said, you give up your illusions, heal your injuries as soon as possible, if there is no train to pick you up, just walk back by yourself. ]

[David Victor: That's exactly what I thought. ]

[BOSS: And you! Victor! I can't remember how many times you left your entourage behind and sneaked out to take risks. ]

[David Victor: I'm not alone, I'm actually escorting a heinous prisoner for the Green Court. ]

[BOSS: Means I have to praise you a few more words? Where the hell are you? I'll send the Bloodhound to you right away. ]

[David Victor: No, save me a wheelchair. ]

[BOSS: Where did he get his confidence? To be able to say such embarrassing things in such a handsome tone! ]

From the Albert Research Station, the statue of the Science Giant in the Palace of Soviets looks out——

——Cross the snow-white peaks along the railway, break into the dark caves, and pass through the winding and twisting mountain roads.

A large number of triangular iron girders supported the pontoon bridge of the underground waterway. After walking more than 400 kilometers, Victor unplugged the data cable of the mobile phone from the terminal of the railway substation cabinet.

Midas Bruno stood beside him, looking into the hole on the side of the cave, like the observation window of a submarine.

Outside these holes, there are patches of obsidian, golden lava flowing in the obsidian, they are like blood vessels in the far distance, and the railway is built in dry and dead pipes.

After Victor cut off the communication, he continued on with Midas.

"You don't have a good relationship with your waiter?" Salary Wang said about it in a neutral manner: "Same as me? Do you think she is a fool?"

Victor: "I'm timid and reserved in this respect, but on the other hand I'm bold and do whatever I want."

Meadows: "Which aspect is this aspect? What aspect is that aspect? Your thinking is too fast, and I can't keep up. I need to trouble you to explain it slowly."

Victor: "I'm much older than you, Mads Bruno."

Midas: "Are you also immortal?"

Victor: "It's just that it doesn't age, and it will still die when it is fatally wounded."

Meadows: "It's amazing"

Victor: "There is an insurmountable generation gap between me and the waiter. My brother has personally experienced the pain of life and death. I can't imagine the feeling of watching my lover and children grow old and die in front of me one by one. , like a blunt knife cutting flesh and a thousand arrows piercing the heart."

Midas: "Is this your timid side?"

Victor: "As for the daring side, I found myself on the road almost before the travel plans were made, such as thinking [my students might encounter danger] in the past few weeks, and when I came to my senses, I'm already on the platform of the Albert Research Station, as if time has been stolen."

Meadows: "Your waiter must be having a hard time. Sounds like he's suffering."

Victor: "In a bad way, time will give me the answer, and time will heal everything."

Midas: "You shouldn't run away! You're going to face her! You coward!"

Viktor stops suddenly, he smiles—

——Looking at Midas beside him, his eyes were very strange.

The king of salary was stared numb all over, and finally said submissively.

"Time heals all wounds because it kills all things, including love and compassion."

Victor no longer tortured Meadows with that kind of understanding and unspeakable eyes.

He just said, "You're right."

Midas was surprised: "Really?"

"This sentence was said by Alexei Maximovich Peshkov. Later, he changed his name to Maxim Gorky. He is a great poet and a great writer." Victor continued on his way: "You all say that right."

Midas Bruno immediately hit the snake with the stick.

"Victor! Why don't you think about it again?"

"No play."

"You killed my staff officer. I just need such a person. If you let me go, I can become the sun ahead of time. It's a great thing for the Abyss Railway, and it's for you Speaking of it, it is also an opportunity to become famous, and many people will come here especially to study your works, you care about this most! Right?"

"Don't even think about it."

"You bastard! Slut! Smelly shameless."

"Don't swear."