My Doomsday Train

At the same time, a panel appeared again in front of him.

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"Weapon Name": GLS Pistol.

"Weapon Level": Level 1.

"Weapon Effect": Can load up to level 1 bullets, causing effective lethal damage to level 1 armor, monsters, etc.

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He looked at the panel in front of him and touched the brass bullets in his pocket.

The bullets also showed a panel, which stated that they were level 1 ordinary bullets.

“Interesting.”

Chen Mang murmured thoughtfully. He roughly understood this world. After the apocalypse, this world was supernaturally modified, and finally formed the current state. He didn't know if the firearms before the apocalypse could still be used.

According to the information he got from Old Zhu, it didn't mean much for ordinary people to pick up a "Train Token."

And the train tokens in the "Market" should not be bought by many people, after all, those who go there are all train captains, who would buy another train token.

Even if you have a "Train Token", you need resources to upgrade the train, you need slaves to obtain resources, you need thugs to control so many slaves, and to control the thugs, you need to...

You must first have a basic team.

In other words.

You must first have a basic team.

If...

If he could eat all the slaves on this train, then there would be 300 slaves, which would be enough for him to start his business, but the train captain of this train has not shown up until now, and those thugs alone are not something he can deal with, let alone the heavy machine guns embedded on the top of the train.

Heavy machine guns are an absolute crushing existence for carbon-based creatures. At least he thinks he can't withstand a few shots.

In the mine, Old Zhu, who was sweating profusely and swinging his pickaxe, was frowning tightly and thinking quickly.

The reason why he surrendered at the first time.

It was not only because Chen Mang was strong and decisive enough, but also because Chen Mang had a strong sense of conviction. He had met many people in his life, and those who could achieve great things had Chen Mang's sense of conviction.

People with a strong sense of conviction basically have only three endings:

Success, sudden death, or being smoothed out by setbacks.

He didn't want to be a slave anymore. He wanted to take a gamble, so he leaned in. As expected, Chen Mang quickly began to ask him about the train. Normally speaking, slaves would not care about how to own a train at all.

And this is precisely his advantage. Other slaves don't understand these things at all. Only he, who used to be the vice-captain of the train, understands these things.

As long as...

As long as Chen Mang can become the train captain, he will definitely be a member of the core team. At that time, he will instantly turn over, but the biggest problem now is, how can he get Chen Mang a "Train Token"?

Four hours later—

Chen Mang, who was groping around in the mine, suddenly heard a rapid roar from the walkie-talkie in his hand: “Everyone evacuate quickly, evacuate quickly!!!”

The sound of the walkie-talkie was so loud that Chen Mang's eardrums were buzzing.

The next moment!

Before Chen Mang could react, the slaves in the mine almost instantly changed their expressions and stuffed the iron ore they had dug out into their pockets, and ran frantically towards the way they came.

The mined ore has an uneven surface and is only the size of a chicken egg.

This is 1 unit of iron ore.

Chen Mang saw with his own eyes that after a slave had been digging for an hour, such a chicken egg-sized 1 unit of iron ore fell out of the iron lump on the ground.

“Run!”

Although he didn't know what happened, Chen Mang looked at Old Zhu, who was running towards him with a look of anxiety, and after a loud shout, he turned around and ran towards the way he came.

It's very reassuring.

But in front of the dark mass of corpses not far away, it suddenly seemed extremely small.

He even clearly smelled the stench of corpses in the air.

Even the ground was trembling slightly.

That was the movement formed by countless zombies running wildly, and it was only about a few hundred meters away. Although he couldn't see the specific appearance of the zombies, he could already feel the obvious sense of suffocation.

And those thugs were standing at the door of the slave carriage with the door fully open, looking at Chen Mang and his party with hideous faces and roaring: “Hurry up, you bastards!!!”

Chen Mang didn't dare to delay, and immediately ran to his No. 7 slave carriage with Old Zhu at the first time.

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The rest of the people in the mine had already run out one after another.

When all the slaves got into the carriage, the train started quickly before the doors could be closed!

It's just that the start was a bit slow, it took dozens of seconds to pull the speed to the fastest, but it was a bit late, at this time the encirclement has been formed, the entire tide of corpses is not coming from one side, but from almost all around!

“Tu tu tu!!!”

Chen Mang sat on the straw mat of the No. 7 slave carriage with an uncertain expression, listening to the harsh and dull gunshots outside. The heavy machine guns had begun to roar, but according to the number of corpses he saw before getting on the train, he didn't think these few heavy machine guns would have any effect.

To break out of this tide of corpses.

In his opinion, first of all, the wheels must be changed, and they must be changed to the "Track Wheels" that Old Zhu said are not easy to be stuck by corpses. Secondly, the carriage armor must be hard enough. Their slave carriage is obviously just iron sheet, and a pickaxe will open a hole, let alone block the tide of corpses like a tide.

He held the pistol tightly in his arms.

It's just that this pistol can't bring him too much security at this time.

The atmosphere in the carriage was obviously very tense, many people were already emotionally collapsed and talking nonsense, and some were constantly praying to God. There were no windows, and they couldn't see what was going on outside the train.

But just listening to the almost non-stop heavy machine gun fire, you can probably know that the situation is very bad.

“Brother Mang.”

At this time.

Old Zhu, who was sitting next to him, said in a trembling voice with a pale face: “I saw the situation before getting on the train just now. The encirclement of the corpses is not very tight, there are gaps.”

“It's just that this gap is composed of several small gaps, and you need to constantly shuttle through the tide of corpses to break out, just like riding a motorcycle in traffic.”

“The train control is not as good as a motorcycle. The turning arc is too large, but if the train captain of this train installed "Level 2 Auxiliary Universal Wheels" on each carriage at that time, the train would be much more flexible. This is the only chance to break out.”

“It's just...”

“Level 2 Auxiliary Universal Wheels are not a necessary condition for upgrading a Level 2 train to a Level 3 train. As far as I know, most train captains are reluctant to spend resources here.”

“If this train doesn't have these Level 2 Auxiliary Universal Wheels, then this time will be very dangerous.”