Chapter 1195 - The Train and Tanks

Not far from the maglev train, a man covered in blood was lying against the wall of the tunnel.

He was not in the best state; his left arm seemed to be dislocated or broken. There was a pool of metal-like liquid beside his hand. Under the flashlight, it reflected a silver shine.

The man noticed the gun pointed at him and responded with a grin before coughing out some blood. He used his right hand to help himself sit upright.

“Ahem, oh? Another group of tomb thieves?”

“Tomb thieves?” Jiang Chen snorted at the call, put Yao Yao gently on the ground, and walked over to him with a rifle.

“General… This person is a bit weird,” Lu Fan reminded.

“I know, it’s strange if he is not weird.” Jiang Chen waved his hand and motioned him to not worry. He walked over to the man and said, “We meet again, Mr. Sura… or should I call you Old Luo?”

Old Luo’s eyes brightened for a second.

“You’re Jiang Chen?”

“Yes.” Jiang Chen nodded.

Back in “Hell’s Courier”, Old Luo saw through his camouflage, and Jiang Chen was not surprised that Old Luo recognized his identity.

As the former intelligence personnel of Pan-Asia Cooperation, it would be odd if he did not have any special abilities.

Yes, Jiang Chen suspected the man named Old Luo was the boss of Hell’s Courier. The so-called “Strawman” was just one of the names he used before.

“Cough, are you really Jiang Chen? I mean, you actually came down?” Old Luo looked so surprised that he even forgot his injuries and sat up straight. He gazed at Jiang Chen, full of curiosity, “Do you know what’s ahead?”

“I will know soon, but let’s not talk about this now. I have something else to ask you,” With a short pause, Jiang Chen looked at him and said, “I have been pondering for the last while, that day at the hotel was it you that tried to infiltrate my wrist-mounted computer.”

“Although not precisely true, you can interpret it as something I had done,” Old Luo said with a smile.

“Then I will consider that you did it.” With Old Luo’s indifferent attitude, Jiang Chen was not angry. Instead, he took out a card from his pocket and shook it in front of him. “So, you auctioned this card?”

“Yes,” Old Luo said calmly.

“Why?” Jiang Chen asked.

“Because I needed you to stop the Russians. However, the plan is always full of variables,” Old Luo, who laughed at himself, said as he leaned his head against the wall. “I just didn’t expect Wan Peng would have something hidden up his sleeves.”

Jiang Chen examined him from head to toe.

He had already guessed how he was injured.

“Russians have gone to that side. Are you not going to hurry and chase them?” Seeing Jiang Chen was not speaking, Old Luo laughed, “By the way, remind you, there are twelve tanks waiting for you. You’d better bring more people.”

Then he shook his head again and laughed at a self-deprecating manner .

“Haha, but once you bring enough people, this doesn’t concern you anymore.”

“There is something I have never thought through,” Jiang Chen focused on Old Luo lying against the wall and seemed to be muttering to himself thoughtfully, “If you’re trying to obtain the secret of Line 0, your action doesn’t seem to make sense. I am very curious, what do you want?”

“What do I want? Hehe.” Old Luo shook his head. “If I tell you, would you wait for fifty years before you open Line 0?”

“Fifty years is too long.” Jiang Chen shook his head and said emotionlessly, “And you don’t have the chips to negotiate with me.”

“That’s also true.” Old Luo closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Old Luo was seriously injured and he did not have much time left. But there was not the slightest fear for death, just the allegiance to the end of his mission.

Jiang Chen knew very well that the person who showed this kind of expression obviously did not intend to ask for help.

But then again, for someone that wished to use him, even if he asked for help, Jiang Chen never planned to save him.

Let him rot here.

Rot with the coffin of Pan-Asia Cooperation together…

“What should we do?” Lu Fan went to Jiang Chen, with seriously. “If he is telling the truth, then in the front—”

“He is telling the truth,” with his brows twisted together, Jiang Chen thought for a moment and then said, “We have to gamble.”

“Gamble?” Lu Fan said.

Without explaining to Lu Fan, Jiang Chen looked at Yao Yao.

“Can you make the train move again?”

“Let me try.”

Yao Yao agilely jumped into the maglev train and took out the tablet from behind her back.

With her back bent, she searched underneath the seats before quickly finding an interface for connection. She then pulled out a cord and attached the tablet to the train.

Then Yao Yao sat on the floor as she began to work with the tablet.

Dazzling code flashed through the holographic screen like countless spells.

In just ten minutes, everyone, including Old Luo without any desire to live, look astonished. The train previous locked by the virus in the smoke detector system started to move again!

“Get on.”

Jiang Chen waved his hand at Lu Fan and boarded the train with the power armors.

However, after boarding the train, he realized another very serious issue.

“Who knows how to drive?”

The public channel was silent, and Lu Fan and the guards’ expression all looked awkward.

Obviously, no one learned how to operate this thing.

Fortunately, Yao Yao raised his hand.

“I have already activated smart driving mode. We don’t need someone to move this thing.”

The smug look on her face was the joy of finally helping her beloved big brother.

After the magnetic rail was charged, the train floated up by half an inch and began to accelerate.

“Can you turn off the lights?”

“No problem.” Yao Yao’s fingers tapped on the tablet, and all the light sources on the train were extinguished.

The train continued to accelerate.

“General, there are CCCP tanks in front…”

“I know.”

“Then…”

“Did I not say it?” Jiang Chen looked at Lu Fan with a hint of lunacy in his eyes, “It’s time to gamble.”

…

The CCCP tanks made squeaking sound as they moved forward steadily through the tunnel leading to Line 0.

On the tank, Yegor frowned.

Just now, he began to feel the wind blowing from behind him.

“Wha’s that sound?” Sminov looked behind his back and muttered to himself. “Is it that train just now?”

Train?

Yegor’s pupils suddenly shrank, and his fist slammed on the top of the tank and yelled into the headset.

“Park! Turn the turret and aim at that train!”

Train? Where is the train?

Responding to this inexplicable command, the gunners were only stunned for a second before they quickly reacted. They turned the turrets and aimed behind them—

However, their reaction was still a beat too slow.

Cruising on the magnetic levitation track at a speed close to the speed of sound, the maglev train whizzed past, leaving only a mirage to the CCCP tanks. Just as they turned the turrets, the maglev train previously stalled was already in front of them.

Yegor growled.

“Fire!”

“BOOM!”

Twelve explosions ensued.

At the same time, everyone in the train was clenching on!

With several loud bangs, the orange-yellow trajectories just missed the train and exploded against the wall in the tunnel.

These loud noises were stretched by the incredible speed of the train and were almost instantly left behind along with the cloud of dust from the explosions.

The short train was like a fly. Hitting a fly with a tank in the dark was nearly an impossible task without measurements in advance.

Although they escaped, Jiang Chen did not dare to let his guard down for a moment. He tightly held Yao Yao while docking down underneath the seats.

Almost as soon as the turrets fired, bullets hit the train, leaving a series of cracks on the window.

The train already flew by, and the machine gunners on the tanks stopped their pointless shooting.

Yegor revealed a gloomy expression as he fixated on the direction where the train had disappeared, .

His fist slammed against the tank as he shouted.

“Everyone, FULL THORTTLE!”

“ROGER!”