A black Steam Train sped across the pure white snowfield.
Looking from the carriage, one could see distant snow-capped mountains. The peaks were snow-white, while the mountains below were a solemn black, a magnificent sight.
It passed through wilderness and lakes.
In the snow mountains, natural hot springs would steam up water vapor. When the Steam Train passed through, it was like passing through a fairyland.
The snowfield scenery of the north was picturesque, intoxicating.
At one point, Qing Chen felt that this Steam Train was actually like a tourist line, specifically choosing the most beautiful places to go.
A gold ticket wasn't expensive, equivalent to more than 19,000 yuan for a 27-day tour of the Federation.
You know, on Outer World K2 and K3 tourist trains, some compartments cost more than that, and the journey is shorter than the Steam Train.
To be honest, if the Federation didn't prohibit citizens from leaving the city at will, Qing Chen thought this train could be very lively.
Qing Chen was even thinking that he could open the door of the Steam Train at any time. In the future, if he put down all the matters of the Inner World, he could come and be a ticket seller peacefully.Everyone on the Steam Train doesn't need to give the gold coins to the Steam Train; just give them to him, and he'll open the door for everyone.
It seems good too.
At this time, a group of deer ran across the snowfield. When they saw the Steam Train, they stopped very intelligently and looked at it curiously.
The snowfield and deer, unbelievably beautiful.
Li Cheng stared blankly out the window: "These deer look delicious."
As soon as he finished speaking, a rumbling sound immediately filled the carriage. These people hadn't eaten proper food for a long time.
Otherwise, there wouldn't have been so many soldiers dropping out and dying on the road.
They left A02 base, and finished the captured single-soldier rations on the first day. For the next four days, they ate only dry grass and tree bark.
If they were lucky enough to find something on the way, it wasn't enough to share.
Therefore, at this moment, the soldiers were all starving, and seeing those deer, they didn't care whether it looked good or not, only whether it tasted good.
But the Steam Train doesn't wait for anyone. This thing isn't something that Qing Chen can stop just because he wants to. Each stop is only 10 minutes, not enough for them to go out and look for food.
Qing Chen calculated the map; they would need at least 3 days to go south and leave Shendai's territory. Before that, everyone must endure.
But three days? There isn't even snow to eat on this train; everyone will starve to death.
This made Qing Chen feel a little amused. He had finally brought everyone out, and the most difficult part was over, but everyone would starve to death on the train?
He glanced at the countdown: "Okay, everyone squat down. The Steam Train will stop at the next station soon. That's the outskirts of City 23. Be careful not to be noticed by Shendai's people."
As he spoke, all the soldiers squatted down as if they had received a military order. It looked like there was no one from outside the window.
Before entering the station, the Steam Train drove into nothingness. When it arrived at the station, the world became bright again.
However, at this moment, voices suddenly came from outside the carriage: "Hurry up, hurry up, don't mess around, quickly move the goods over, the boss is still waiting at the next station!"
As they spoke, dozens of burly men in mink coats carried boxes, filled with Cybernetic Limbs they had snatched in the city, preparing to launder them in another city.
A car stolen in city A needs to be disassembled and cleaned in city B. Otherwise, if you drive it directly in city A and the owner finds it, what will you do?
36 burly men carried 18 half-man-high boxes. The goods alone were worth a lot of money, clearly from a large gang in City 23, specializing in smuggling Cybernetic Limbs.
One of them said proudly: "Once this deal is done, the boss will send me the money. I'll take you to the entertainment district to have a good time, eat and drink well, each of you hugging a girl with exposed legs, making up for the hardships we suffered recently. Later, Lao San and I will get on the train to carry things, and the rest of you will..."
The men laughed as they worked, not minding the cold weather.
Their work method was simple. Within these ten minutes, two people received the goods through the window on the train, while the others...
This only costs two gold coins.
The Steam Train only charges "passenger tickets," not "cargo tickets." How much cargo you can carry in these ten minutes is your skill.
However, at this moment, as these people carried the goods over, they looked up.
They saw that there were hundreds of faces in the carriage of the Steam Train, watching them with interest.
"Damn!" The 36 burly men were instantly shocked.
Imagine: in an uninhabited wilderness, a train that should have been empty arrives. You're doing something shady.
Then, from the train that should have been empty, suddenly more than 900 people appear, pointing automatic rifles at you through the window.
This scene will give you nightmares when you think about it at midnight.
Qing Chen stood at the window and smiled: "Come on, hand over the goods, or I'll shoot you."
He didn't have any reason to talk to these gang members. You know, these Cybernetic Limbs were forcibly taken from others. This is no different from directly cutting off the victims' limbs.
Therefore, every single one of these people would be charged with intentional injury and robbery in court, with a minimum sentence of 15 years.
The 36 burly men stood still. Someone whispered: "Don't listen to them, this train will leave in 8 minutes. We'll run away the moment it starts."
Bang.
Qing Chen shot the man's knee: "Type III meniscus injury, anterior cruciate ligament rupture, tibial plateau comminuted fracture. You'll only be able to wear Cybernetic Limbs for the rest of your life. Anyone else want to try it?"
The men were instantly scared. These people really fired!
But the question is, who are these people? 900+ people riding a Steam Train, touring the Federation to do black eating black? This requires a bold imagination!
This is so romantic!
Qing Chen smiled: "Don't worry, I'm timing it. Before the Steam Train starts, I'll make sure everyone of you is crippled. You're not good people anyway."
The next moment, the men rushed to carry the boxes into the carriage through the window, while Li Cheng and Qing Ling directed the soldiers to stack the 18 boxes neatly.
Qing Chen continued: "Take off your clothes."
The men humiliatingly took off their clothes and took out everything in their pockets.
What disappointed Qing Chen was that these people didn't carry much food, only a few dozen pancakes, not enough for 900 people to fill their stomachs.
The only surprise was that these people actually had satellite phones!
Qing Chen instructed: "Bring over the satellite phones, and tell your boss to wait for me at the next station."
The Steam Train started again, driving into darkness.
The naked men in the snow quickly put on their clothes and rushed to their hidden car.
In the car, the person in charge of transporting the goods immediately called the boss, crying: "Boss, we were blackmailed!"
The person on the phone was furious: "Do you know how much this batch of goods is worth? 3 million! I've already found a buyer. You said you were blackmailed?"
"Boss, I didn't want to, but I couldn't help it."
"Nonsense! I specifically told you to bring more than 30 people. How many did they have?" The boss asked.
"More than 900."
"Hiss!" The boss gasped, suspicious: "Which gang's people? Is someone trying to target us? This is too much of a show of force."
Many people don't know that gangs also consider the cost of human resources. One person's salary is 5,000 to 6,000 yuan, and 900 people is about 4.5 million yuan.
You use 4.5 million yuan in cost to snatch 3 million yuan worth of goods; it's not cost-effective!
The man said aggrievedly: "It wasn't from any gang. Didn't we use the Steam Train to transport the goods? They came by Steam Train. Yes, boss, you heard me right. They came with more than 900 people on the Steam Train. I suspect they want to wipe out the entire Federation's black industry supply chain."
The boss was shocked when he heard that they were on the Steam Train.
You know, to ride the Steam Train, one person's ticket costs more than 10,000 yuan. More than 900 people is an astronomical price.
Boss: "A huge move! This isn't just black eating black, this is simply performance art!"
The boss also had a dream of being a chivalrous thief. He had also fantasized about taking the Steam Train to rob the world, but there's a problem. It's not cost-effective to have too many people. If you have too few people, what if you go to rob with 30 people and find that there are 60 people at the station? It would be very embarrassing!
Then it wouldn't be robbing by train, but sending money by train.
He never thought of 900 people robbing on a Steam Train. He even admired the concept.
The boss hesitated: "Are more than 900 people still on the train? Even if I want to retaliate, I can't beat them."
The man quickly said: "By the way, they said to let you wait at the next station and exchange things for this batch of goods!"
The boss was puzzled: "Exchange what? Cash? Forbidden Artifacts? Women? Organs?"
The man said: "They want 300 boxes of water, 300 boxes of bread, 100 boxes of vegetables, 100 boxes of meat, and 100 alcohol stove hot pots. They told you to wait in advance; as soon as the Steam Train arrives, start moving it onto the train, otherwise it will be too late."
Boss: "???"
That's it?
Is this black eating black, or wholesale New Year's goods?
Boss: "You're not lying to me, are you? Don't tell me they asked for a box of gold, and you're setting me up so they can shoot me, and you can be the boss?"
The man said painfully: "Boss, they really only have these requirements, I'm not lying. My brothers are with me."
The boss suddenly felt respect for Qing Chen and the others: "They are really performing art. I have to give them two more boxes of dried fruit!"
Man: "..."