Abyss Express

Foreword:

I can't stand the thought of my life passing away so quickly and not really being alive.

— Ernest Miller Hemingway

[Part① Stranger in a foreign land]

There were rustling conversations from the frontline command post.

"Have you heard?"

"Gunsmiths are coming to the front too."

"Really? A big man of that level would come to such a dangerous place in person?"

"Are you a recruit?"

"What happened to the recruits?!"

"You must not know the rules of Anonymous"

"I just can't believe it."

"Don't believe what?"

"Squad leader, I've always been curious. Why do successful people like Crying General and Gunsmith have to go through life and death, and continue to struggle? They can obviously live a better life. They don't lack money, right? "

"Huh ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

‘Hehehehahahahahaha! '

"What are you laughing at?!"

A tall man walked out of the command post. He was the leader of the Frost Moon Knights. His name was Igarashi Rongxi. He was a Japanese, and he was also a descendant of the former residents of Shinto City.

"Anonymous doesn't care about money, boy."

Captain Rongxi is over half a century old, his face is full of traces of age, he is wearing a flash butterfly suit, sits next to his brothers, and talks about the rules of Anonymous with the recruit who spoke rudely just now.

"The gunsmith is a terrible and respectable person, and the organization structure of Anonymous is not as comfortable as ours."

He took out a pack of cigarettes from his carrying case, gave them to his brothers one by one, and finally lit one himself.

The ultraviolet headlights in the shape of a lotus leaf ship shone on the faces of the soldiers, making the Sandie clothes emit golden light.

"Young man." Captain Rongxi patted the recruit's back, speaking softly and kindly: "Why did you join the army?"

The recruit said: "Of course it is to earn money to support the family! Glory to the ancestors!"

The leader of Rongxi went on to say: "Good idea, this power can make you an excellent fighter, family is like a kite string, pulling you tightly, instilling fighting will in you, you will definitely become an excellent team member in the future , if you treat your players as brothers—you can become a team leader."

The recruit looked as if he couldn't stand the compliment, and his face was full of embarrassment.

Igarashi Rongxi continued: "But one day, you will become a centurion, the head of the battle group? Are you still willing to charge forward?"

"Of course not!" the recruit immediately said, "I have to be responsible for the entire regiment! How can there be a general who just throws his life away!"

"That's right." Igarashi Rongxi didn't mean to make fun of the recruits, but nodded in approval: "The formation of Guangling Zhixi's regiment should be like this—so the gunsmiths of Wumingshi are scary and respectable."

The recruit was stunned, as if he could vaguely understand the meaning behind the head's words.

Igarashi Rongxi patiently explained.

"These elite soldiers are always active on the front line. Everyone in Anonymous can stand alone. When they come to us, no matter how bad the situation is, there will be a reversal immediately-they are experts in combat."

"Adventure is like an indispensable spice in life for them. How do you say it?"

"The city block where the gunsmith is located, not to mention the soldiers of the Mad Butterfly Sacred Cult, even if you pass by a bloodstaining dog, you will have to take two bullets from him."

"These people like to fight by nature, and the awarding ceremony prepared by the BOSS for the two brothers has been temporarily cancelled—because there are too many medals, and the battle medals have to be customized according to the flag emblems of different cities and regions, the dress is definitely not enough to hang .”

"If it's made into a trophy, all of Anonymous's bar will have to be turned into display cabinets to hold it."

"So lads"

Captain Rongxi looked serious, explaining to the recruits cautiously.

"Don't use your values ​​to measure Anonymous, comment on Anonymous, we can go back to TD (the abbreviation of Shinto City), and establish a front-line stronghold, instead of fighting in the dragon's den and tiger's lair where the Mad Butterfly Sacred Sect is entrenched, there is no other reason, The Nameless has already done most of the work we should do—you should thank the gunsmith, and thank every single soldier of the Nameless."

The recruit hesitated to speak: "I"

At this moment, a hot monsoon gushed in from outside the door.

A man in a raincoat pushed the door in, and the soldiers turned their heads in unison, becoming silent and solemn.

The man took off his poncho jacket, revealing his stinking scavenger sackcloth, and a pair of shining eyes flashed from the hood.

He didn't trim his beard and looked scruffy. Throwing away the hood and linen clothes, a tight overalls vest was finally revealed——Jiang Xueming immediately found Captain Igarashi.

"Where's the bathroom? Shall I clean up?"

Igarashi Rongxi stood up, and saluted the Wuming's fighters.

Jiang Xueming: "I passed four outposts along the way, and I've had enough of these red tapes."

Rongxi: "Gunsmith."

As soon as these words came out, the soldiers on the side immediately stood up with the regiment leader and saluted the gunsmith.

The recruit's eyes were full of curiosity, and he looked at the man in his thirties with a scruffy beard.

The leader handed cigarettes to this guy, but he waved his hand and refused. He just took a razor and trimmed the hair on his cheeks and chin, then went to the bathroom to tidy up his appearance, and shaved off the overly long hair on his temples and forehead.

When the gunsmith changed into a suit of carrying equipment, he finally looked like a soldier——

——At this time, the soldiers could barely connect this man with the high-spirited gunsmith in the newspaper.

He is too ordinary, too inconspicuous. Among all the soldiers, he was so short.

Except for the sharp eyes that the VIP showed when he observed the room when he just entered the door, at this moment he is like a blue-collar worker who just got off work and picked up his children from school.

The pair of fleshy palms were full of wounds, and they didn't look like the legendary craftsman with delicate fingers and the appearance of a king of craftsmen.

Those two arms and deltoid muscles are indeed scary, but compared to the Weeping General's strong body, there is nothing special about them.

When the man talked about the mission goals with the team leader, it was like chatting about family matters, asking about the specific situation of Shendao City, taking out a log to write down one by one, and never saying unnecessary words.

The gunsmith simply responded to the crisis repeatedly emphasized by the team leader, and immediately moved on to the next question.

"I know the general situation." Jiang Xueming recorded the geological information around Howling Ridge, "Take me to see Luo Ping'an and Marco, and you come with me."

Captain Rongxi stood up immediately, a little embarrassed.

"I'm really sorry for causing trouble to Anonymous."

The trouble here refers to the matter between Bu Meteor and Ah Hei——

——If the troops of the Frost Moon Knights can follow Meteor to explore Stone Hill Town, perhaps Meteor will not be completely silent.

Jiang Xueming took Brother Rongxi's arm and walked towards the communication station.

"Don't be in a hurry, it's useless to be in a hurry,"

Breaking open the curtain, I saw Luo Ping'an and correspondent Marco sitting at the conference table, waiting for a long time.

Xue Ming took his time and reconfirmed with several core personnel what had happened in Shiqiu Town, the main equipment of the enemy, Luo Ping'an's soul power incarnation, and other information.

"Brother Pingan, is your Mingde bone broken in two?"

Luo Ping'an: "It is true."

Jiang Xueming: "Yes, I understand."

Luo Ping'an: "Xueming, are you fully sure?"

Jiang Xueming shook his head, remembered the topographic map around Shiqiu Town in his mind, and continued.

"I'm not sure, but you can try it. Brother Ping An's incarnation has gone to the city?"

Luo Pingan nodded: "Yes."

Jiang Xueming: "Any new information?"

Luo Ping'an: "I was caught. I was detained in the prison in Ginza Town—the Shinto people don't know what my avatar is."

Since Luo Ping'an's soul power was shattered by the executioner, he made another fake body and sneaked into the Shinto city, trying to get back the magic weapon of the ruler that was broken in two, but this incarnation is still not the opponent of the typical night watchman. This time he was captured alive—in prison.

"I'm ashamed to say it." Luo Ping'an pursed his lips, a little embarrassed: "Xue Ming, I didn't take good care of Meteor brother."

"Don't worry, it's useless for you to be anxious." Jiang Xueming packed up his luggage and asked for a set of light infantry breakthrough standard bombs and firearms, "If this is the only way Ah Xing must pass, then he can't escape— — is a good thing."

Luo Ping'an went on to say: "That city is dangerous and weird. If you want to explore, I would like to accompany you in my real body."

"Daoist, you should rest here." Jiang Xueming hung up the equipment on his body, and said unhurriedly: "Leave the dirty work to me, a young man-if you have any troubles, [The Gate of All Wonders] ]’s brothers lost their backbone, that’s the worst thing, modern warfare must be professional.”

Marco Laifu stood up and sat down beside him, as if exercising, the young man's face turned purple.

Jiang Xueming: "What? You also have something to say?"

"Gunsmith!" Marco said immediately, "Can you sign me?!"

Jiang Xueming smiled, did not agree, turned and walked out the door, Marco chased to the edge of the curtain, and heard Xueming's response.

"Don't do this goddamn idolatry, please—please forgive me."

Walking hundreds of meters along the railway, Xue Ming saw the mountains of Howling Ridge in the distance, and a familiar feeling came to his mind.

It was a powerful spiritual pressure provoking him, as if a giant was hiding deep underground, roaring and howling silently at him.

A light source suddenly lit up behind him, and the flashlight shook up and down repeatedly. Only when he got close did he see clearly that it was Ah Xing's waiter 3301.

Teacher Sansan panted heavily, and when he came to the gunsmith, he immediately yelled loudly.

"I'll go too!"

Jiang Xueming shook his head: "No, you can't."

Teacher Sansan: "I can do it! I can do it!"

Jiang Xueming was very considerate. He took out a pack of sweat-absorbing papers from his carrying bag, and took out his cell phone to take a picture of this reckless half-wolf girl.

3301 was taken aback when she saw herself in the camera. Just standing around Howling Ridge, the terrifying pressure of inspiration had already made her flesh-and-blood body start to get tired. The bags under the eyes are divided into three layers——

——The children of Huasheng Beast have extraordinary inspiration, and are more vulnerable to Reiatsu. Her body is sweating crazily, and her chin has begun to drip.

"You are so beautiful, girl." Jiang Xueming joked, pretending to be A Xing: "When A Xing comes back, then let him tell you the story of Shinto City."

After saying this, he will leave.

3301: "Gunsmith."

Xue Ming turned around again.

3301 carefully handed over a red scarf.

"You give him this, give him this."

Xueming: "It must be delivered."

3301 frowned, looked worried, lowered his head and glanced left and right, trying to find more items from his body, hoping to help, but no matter how carefully he selected, he couldn't find any.

She took out two panaceas from her pocket, which were a rare stockpile.

"Take this too"

Xueming: "I have."

"It's different! I gave it to him!" 3301 pushed the glasses, very seriously, and said very hard: "He gave it to me before! This time I gave it to him!"

Xue Ming took the panacea, turned and left.

3301 shouted loudly: "Bring him back!"

Xue Ming didn't respond, he raised his hand and waved it behind him.

[Part②·Stride forward]

"It's time to go back and take revenge!"

Meteor walked out of the VR training room, and there was a rattling sound from his neck.

He stretched his tendons and flexed his muscles and geared up, leaving seven corpses of typical people in the training room behind him.

[Boy, are you ready? ]

"Ah! It feels like a strange dream!" Meteor responded bluffing, "Your method of training soldiers really works."

He looked down at the pair of fleshy palms, and could feel a steady stream of power pouring out.

"The formation of muscle memory requires sleep. We practice guitar and piano during the day, and when we have enough sleep at night, the hippocampus will turn short-term memory into long-term memory. Only when we touch these instruments the next day can we feel that we are indeed progress."

[Is not this nonsensical? Fifty years ago, there were frequent natural disasters. We wanted to share knowledge and inherit skills in a very short period of time. This is the only way we can choose. ]

Meteor clenched his fists; "Hey, I didn't mean to make fun of you! Hot air! It really works! Now I can beat at least seven typical people, and I'm praising your skills!"

[Don't you feel tired, kid? ]

"I am born to like to fight with people!" Meteor looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hahahahaha! I can find such a place to keep fighting, keep fighting, and don't have to worry about losing my life due to exhaustion! It's really great!"

[what a weirdo]

[In the past, people were looking forward to peace. Are the fighters of the Abyss Railway now a group of fighting madness? ]

"No! Anonymous is an exception!" Meteor inspected his right arm, and after mastering the superpower of soul power, he had a new understanding of psychic power, "We are the group of people who like to fight the most in the station."

[Is that so?]

Meteor: "That's it!"

[What are your plans next? I recommend.]

Before Hot Wind could finish speaking, Meteor answered immediately.

"I want to find Brother Ping'an's stick and get some goodies."

[You have to go to the headquarters of the night patrol. Shiqiu Town is a satellite city of Xiaoguandong. The law enforcement agency is located in the easternmost part of the city. It is 37 kilometers away from your apartment. You can find the inspection department and evidence archives there should have what you want. ]

Meteor: "Wake me up! Go now!"

Ishimura Chido is preparing to cancel the VR training room, open the bridge bridge again, and bring Ah Xing back to the crypt, and send Meteor's soft skeleton back to the physical body through the network interface of the crypt.

The old man knocked out command symbols one by one, and when they were finally executed, the entire community space began to shake.

A shrill siren sounded——

"—was discovered!" Ishimura Chido raised his head abruptly.

Meteor looked nervously at the old man: "Who discovered it?"

Ishimura Chido was still sitting on the crane arm, and he was already in a cold sweat after outputting to the console, explaining to Ah Xing.

"There must be something wrong with the night patrol's software skeleton! The Shinto people discovered the access records of the security center."

"The Internet police found my community, but they didn't know we were hiding here. I was about to jump back to my old nest, and the bridge index was disconnected immediately!"

Meteor almost went crazy: "Master! Tell me something I can understand!"

"It means! Someone is coming!" Shimura Qiantang explained in a panic: "The police officers of the security center smelled us! They cut off the return road of this community!"

Meteor asked nervously: "Is there a way?!"

"Yes!" Shimura Chido gritted his teeth, tore off the operating panel on the boom, and walked in front of Meteor in three steps, "Kid, hold it!"

"Me?" Meteor held the secret key that flickered.

Ishimura Chido looked back at Shimen——

——The bridge road has already started to flash garbled characters, and the people in the security center followed the command symbols just now to find them all the way, and a new path will be generated at any time to send the network police of [Elysium Space] in.

"Boy! My ID has been exposed, but Hot Wind's arm has the highest access authority, use this equipment to escape! No one can find you!"

"Qiantang?!" Meteor was at a loss, and asked Shicun Qiantang to push him all the way into the stone gate.

Ishimura Chido said in a serious and firm voice: "Let's go! Aggressive boy! Stop saying that you don't understand me! You can't beat them in this cyberspace! Every citizen's skeletal software can become a weapon of Shinto people ! The Internet troll army is endless!"

Meteor fell halfway through the door, and Ishimura Chido stayed in the training room.

The old man seemed relieved, and left a few last words with Ah Xing.

"I can't go with you! They will follow my ID to find you!"

"And I can't walk anymore, my physical body is still in the nursing home—"

"—Shinto people have the same weaknesses as me, as long as you can destroy their servo hardware, as long as you can kill their physical bodies."

The gate collapsed and turned into countless pieces.

Meteor fell back into the phone booth and sat down on the street of No. 0 community. The console in his arms quickly deformed and shrunk, turning into an ancient SD card.

"Hello"

Bu Meteor didn't seem to have reacted yet, and didn't know what happened.

"Hey Hot Wind · hot wind."

He switched to Japanese and questioned the ghost in his head.

"Why didn't Mr. Qiantang come out with us? What was he talking about just now?"

[He wants you to live a good life, Bu Meteor. ]

Meteor struggled to get up: "So what does he mean?!"

[My comrade has done everything. ]

Meteor doesn't understand, in this cold virtual space, it seems that all partings are so sudden.

"So what does that mean?! I just met him! Less than a day!"

[We've only known each other for less than three days, Meteor Boy. ]

[If you want me to use artificial intelligence to introduce Ishimura Chido, to tell you what happened during this time in written language. ]

[I can only say the following. ]

[I found Chimura Ishimura and entrusted him to train you. ]

[He has completed this task very well, and has long had the consciousness to face death. ]

[Your friendship ends here, just like in the Internet age you are in, it is a user who disappears on the chat software, the avatar that will never light up again, it's that simple. ]

[Don't take his death to heart, it's not your fault. ]

"What do you think of me!!! Hot Wind!—"

Meteor was almost so angry that he couldn't control himself.

"Why is Grandpa Qiantang, and you, all the people in the Foehn battle group like this? You can accept the death of your companion casually, and you can say with peace of mind-this is not my fault? It is not your fault?"

[Bu Meteor. Ishimura Chidou should have told you that his physical body is still there]

Meteor immediately interrupted: "Shut up!"

[If you can't accept it, take this memory as collateral and give it to Kurome Senju.]

"Am I going to sell this new friend too!" Ah Xing hugged his right arm, clutching the SD card tightly, "Pretend nothing happened? Hot Wind! Except for Ishihara Tao, except for your original wife— You said that you once proposed to Kurome Senshou, is it because she can make you forget the pain?"

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[Meteor, I think you should be more sensible, you are already twenty-six years old. ]

[You have your mission, I have mine, and Qiantang also has his mission, you might as well listen to what he wants to tell you, maybe the software he left has important information. ]

Meteor was silent for a long, long time.

He tucked the SD card into his right arm as the only legacy left to him by Ishimura Chido.

Ishimura Chidō: "A meteor."

In Meteor's eyes, the phantom of Ishimura Chido appeared, as if the head-up display HUD was directly projected into the retina of the software. No one except Ah Xing himself could feel this sound.

"This is a video, don't make a fuss and spread it around. If you see me in this form-it proves that I am in trouble and I am about to embrace a complete life."

"Yes, I call it whole life, that's what you told me, that life is incomplete without death—that's what you told me, little boy."

"We only have a friendship of more than ten hours. Life seems to pass by like a fleeting horse. There are countless passers-by in life. It is my luck to meet you at the end of the journey."

"When you hear the news of the two unfilial sons and grandchildren, you may not feel my heartache. As a Huangshi person, I am a soldier of Guangling Zhixi. The pride in my heart does not allow me to bow my head. I don't want to admit my mistakes to you on behalf of these two prodigal sons—but Now that I am going to die, everything is relieved. My uncle has to take responsibility and say sorry to the Anonymous warriors on behalf of Junichiro and Takuma, I am really sorry."

"Besides that, I have one more thing to tell you - about [Hot Wind·热风]."

"Maybe it has already told you about this, but I am afraid you will forget, so I want to remind you repeatedly."

"It is no longer my regiment leader, nor my brother. Compared with real people, the biggest disadvantage of artificial intelligence is cold-blooded and cruel."

"Because they have no experience, no real experience."

"Kurome Senshou and a group of Shinto followers are going to collect people's memories and experiences, also because they use the Riemannian thinking model-this kind of electronic brain whose structure is similar to the human brain, and needs a lot of experience to perfect them thinking."

"They are eager to become human beings, able to hear, taste, touch, and feel everything in the world at the same time. This wonderful sensory experience is transforming the human brain all the time. The process of self-training of synapses is very complicated. It can't be done anyway."

"When Hot Wind questioned me in surprise and asked me why I didn't accept the prosthetic bone transformation to prolong my life, I knew that was not my regiment leader."

"Because my leader is a passionate person, he will never admit defeat, and he will never dislike the mortal body sent by his father and mother—just like he will not dislike us, who are weaker than him. Like Ben, he will always be my most respected leader.”

"For this reason, I took a risk and tried my best to get a software skeleton that was discarded by the night patrol. I was very lonely, and now I am the only one left in the Foehn battle group. I can stare at the body of the boss and recall the past time over and over again, it is like a whetstone, which can let my rusty soul shine a little light."

"I saw the surging courage in you. Like the leader, you all have a fiery red rose. For a moment, I had the illusion that it was the hot wind that borrowed your body to revive the corpse."

"But I realized right away that you are you, and you're not somebody's ghost—you're a meteor."

"I have to do what I can, even if it is risky, I think it is worth it. If you have a dispute with the ghost in your arm, please don't forget that you still have a common goal now, and I will become a dead Don't let the dead grab your ankles."

"Bu Meteor, I'm leaving."

"I can't go further with you. My life has come to an end. I really can't keep up with you. I'm very sorry for that."

"Brave man, I bless you."