Compared to the outside of the train, Su Huan's carriage was already considered harmonious.
"Ka-ka——"
He Jie forcefully pulled the bolt twice, tossed the jammed assault rifle aside, grabbed the light machine gun mounted on the window and aimed it outside. He didn't have time to change his cigarette, so he bit into the half-smoke he was holding. "Ah Da, light it up!"
Boss at the back, who was frantically loading the ammo belt with a loader, shouted "Received," picked up a shotgun filled with incendiary shells, and fired outside the train's breach.
With a "whoosh," the fire illuminated the grim, terrifying world.
In the darkness, skyscrapers crumbled, and corpse towers rose from the ground, surrounding the train like waves from all directions.
A Tier Two Butcher, standing five meters tall and several dozen meters away, hurled a lamppost like a javelin toward the train.
He Jie gasped, kicked over the dazed Boss, and then dove to the side.
