Oh? The Four Brothers!

Su Huan looked at Lao Er's dangerous expression, sweat beading on his forehead. "Big brother, how could there be any government trains at a time like this? They're just a gang of bandits who hijacked the train with their superior firepower. That would be bad enough, but they're also forcing us ordinary passengers to go out every day and find food for them..."

"How many of you are there?" Lao Er asked again.

"Over seven hundred."

"How many of them?"

"Six or seven, I guess..."

The three men stared wide-eyed. "Six or seven people scared hundreds of you?"

Su Huan said helplessly, "Big brothers, they're hardened bandits. We're just ordinary people. We'd never seen anything like that. You didn't see it—a man had his wife and daughter taken from him. He only cursed at them a couple of times, and they beat him to death right there."

"His daughter was a graduate student, and she was really pretty. Such a slim waist. And his wife was so sweet and curvy..."

"Why're you spouting all that nonsense? It's not like you've touched them."

Seeing how vividly Su Huan described it, Lao San relaxed a little and scoffed.

Lao Er cursed, "Those people are the worst!"

Su Huan readily joined in, cursing them out. "They're animals! If we don't bring back supplies, they'll beat us. They won't feed us, and they'll make us work for them for free!"

The three exchanged glances. Lao Er kept his gun trained on Su Huan while the other two turned around.

As they turned, the pistols at their waists came into view.

Su Huan narrowed his eyes.

[Enforcer S1 Tactical Pistol]

A semi-automatic pistol that uses 9mm rounds, with a 15-round magazine.

He might not have been able to identify other guns, but he had one just like this pistol.

He'd left his own in the car because he didn't have any ammunition for it.

It seemed that the person from his previous life hadn't lied. There really was a batch of Enforcer weapons on the fire engine, and quite a lot of them, too.

The eldest brother lowered his voice. "I think the kid's telling the truth. Should we let him go?"

Lao San said irritably, "What nonsense. We've already caught him. How can we just let him go?"

The eldest brother asked, confused, "Then what are you suggesting?"

Lao San rubbed his chin and said gravely, "If they can drive a train around, why can't we? And there are so many people on board. They must have more supplies than we do."

"You know how to drive a train?"

"What kind of stupid question is that? We grew up together. You know whether I can drive a train. But they managed to get it moving, so there must be a driver on board."

"I say we go back with him and take those guys down. There are only six or seven of them, and the three of us have guns. If we pull it off, we can drive the train right out of Mojiang."

The eldest brother hesitated. "What about the fire engine? We went through all that trouble to get it."

"Are you stupid? You can't eat or drink a fire engine. And there are so many cars on the road, we might not even get it out!"

"Anyway, you're the smartest of the three of us. We'll do what you say!"

The eldest brother gritted his teeth.

Su Huan glanced out the window. A few scattered zombies were already closing in. Growing a little impatient, he helpfully reminded them, "Big brothers, my car's still outside. It's a pretty good one. Want to bring it over?"

They all looked at him. Lao San frowned. "You'd better behave and not try any tricks. Tell me exactly what's on the train. Big brother, go bring his car up. We might be able to use it."

Soon, Lao San was the only one left in the carriage.

Su Huan breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed they already trusted him, at least a little.

Lao San began asking about the details. Su Huan spun him a story that was seventy percent true and thirty percent made up. After all, no one knew the Armed Train better than he did. He mixed in some fear of the apocalypse, then railed against the train conductor's abuse through a flood of tears and snot.

Every grievance he described was something he'd experienced himself.

After cursing out the train conductor, he talked about how he felt.

He wasn't very scared now, but he had been in his previous life.

He'd been betrayed, separated from his brothers, and suffered every kind of tragedy. He could spin out all those grim stories without hesitation.

And because he'd seen it all with his own eyes, his tearful complaints came from the heart.

By the end, even Lao San was starting to feel sorry for him.

Lao San hadn't had it as bad as Su Huan, but they'd both lived through the apocalypse. Misery loved company, and he could relate to Su Huan's little apocalypse stories all the more.

Just as the eldest brother and Lao Er climbed aboard, drenched in sweat, they saw Lao San lighting a cigarette for Su Huan and patting his shoulder with a sigh. "That's enough, brother. I get it. So what if you lost a woman? As long as I've got a bite to eat, you'll have one too. The four of us brothers will stick together, and we'll make it through this damn world!"

Seeing his eldest and second brother gaping at him, Lao San grew irritable again. "What's wrong with you two? Call him Fourth Brother!"

The eldest brother and Lao Er: "?"

Su Huan wiped the tears from his face, went over, and clasped their hands. "Big bro, second bro!"

Although both men were completely baffled, they had no time to correct him. They said anxiously, "Forget about that for now. The zombies are coming!"

"The zombies are coming?"

Lao San jolted, wiped the few tears from his face, and hurried to look out the window. More and more zombies were closing in around them.

Among them were several first-order evolved zombies. Most conspicuous of all was the Butcher, over two meters tall!

Clearly, they'd been drawn here by Su Huan's wild drive.

They were just so slow that a horde had gathered behind them.

Su Huan immediately jumped in. "Big bro, second bro, get into the other two vehicles! I'll lead the way. We need to get out of here!"

Lao San came to his senses too. He tossed the gun in his hand to Su Huan and shouted, "Right, go on! I'll drive this one. Fourth, cover me. There's a box of ammo in the back!"

With their hearts pounding, the others followed Su Huan's plan and sprang into action.

Su Huan ran his hand over the assault rifle's metal body, practically giddy with delight.

He had to admit, he was starting to like these three brothers.

He opened the magazine and found a full forty rounds of 7.62 ammunition. The bullets were a little different from the pistol rounds, with a ring of greenish-silver paint around each tip. He had no idea what it was for.

But that didn't matter. He'd find out after firing a couple of shots.

"Fourth, quit examining it! Which way do we go?" Lao San shouted urgently.

Su Huan racked the rifle with a click and said excitedly, "Just drive straight ahead. I'll tell you when to turn!"

Lao San gritted his teeth. "Don't talk nonsense. We might not be able to ram through!"

"Relax. Those little cars only weigh a few tons. The fire engine weighs over ten, and the front end's reinforced. Just ram them!"

"Fine! Let's smash the bastards!"

The fire engine started up. With the engine roaring, it charged straight into the car ahead.

Using its weight and powerful engine, it shoved the smaller car aside.

But the tremendous noise drew the horde. Zombies began closing in from every direction.

Their frenzied roars made everyone's hearts pound.

"Roar—"

Several familiar rabid dogs charged over the roof of the vehicle.

Su Huan opened the window and pulled back the bolt.

The corners of his mouth curled into a wild grin. "Let's see who gets lucky!"