Oh? Four Brothers!

Su Huan looked at the dangerous-looking Lao Er, sweat beading on his forehead. "Big Brother, at a time like this, where would there be any government trains left? It's just a gang of vicious thugs who used their brute force to hijack the train. That would be bad enough, but they're even forcing us ordinary passengers to go down and scavenge for food for them every day..."

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

"Over seven hundred."

"How many of them?"

"Six or seven, I think..."

The three men widened their eyes. "Six or seven people have you hundreds of folks cowed?"

Su Huan said helplessly, "Big brothers, those are ruthless thugs. We're just ordinary, common folk; we've never seen that kind of scene before. You didn't see it—one guy's wife and daughter were snatched away, and just because he cursed at them twice, they beat him to death right in front of everyone."

"His daughter was a graduate student, too. She was so beautiful, with such a slim waist, and his wife—so sweet and supple..."

"What are you spouting all that crap for? Like you've even touched her," Lao San said with a sneer, feeling slightly more at ease seeing Su Huan's vivid description.

Lao Er cursed angrily, "Those people are absolute scum!"

Su Huan followed the flow, cursing bitterly, "They're nothing but animals! If we don't bring back supplies, they beat us, deny us food, and force us to work for them for free!"

The three men 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 were revealed.

Su Huan narrowed his eyes.

[Enforcer S1 Tactical Pistol]

Semi-automatic pistol, uses 9mm ammunition, 15-round magazine capacity.

He might not have been able to identify other guns, but he had an identical model of this one.

The only difference was that he had thrown his away on the truck because it was out of ammo.

It seemed the person from his past life hadn't lied to him; there really was a cache of Enforcer equipment on the fire truck, and quite a significant amount at that.

The leader whispered, "I think this kid is telling the truth. How about we let him go?"

Lao San snapped irritably, "Bullshit. We've already dragged him up here, how can we just let him go?"

The leader asked, confused, "Then what do you mean?"

Lao San rubbed his chin and said in a low voice, "If they can drive the train, why can't we? Besides, with so many people on board, there must be more supplies than here."

"Do you know how to drive a train?"

"What kind of nonsense is that? We grew up together, don't you know if I can drive a train? But since they can drive it away, there's obviously a conductor on board."

"I say we follow him back, take those people down—it's only six or seven of them, and the three of us have guns. Once we succeed, we'll drive the train straight out of Mojiang."

The leader hesitated. "What about this fire truck? We went through so much trouble to get it."

"Are you stupid? You can't eat or drink a fire truck, and with so many cars on the road, who knows if we could even make it out!"

"You're the smartest of us three, so we'll listen to you!" the leader said, gritting his teeth.

Su Huan glanced out the window; some scattered zombies were already closing in. Feeling a bit impatient, he kindly reminded them, "Big brothers, my truck is still outside. It's a pretty good one. Do you want to go bring it over?"

The men looked at him. Lao San frowned. "You just stay put and don't try any tricks. Tell me everything about the situation on the train. Big Brother, you two go get his truck; we might find a use for it."

Soon, only Lao San remained in the carriage.

Su Huan felt a weight lift from his heart; clearly, he had gained their initial trust.

Lao San began asking for details, and Su Huan fed him a mix of seven parts truth and three parts lies. After all, no one knew the situation of the Armed Train better than he did. He peppered his story with the panic of the apocalypse, cursing the train conductor's exploitation with tears and snot running down his face.

Every single incident was something he had personally experienced.

After cursing the conductor, he talked about his feelings.

Although he wasn't particularly panicked now, he had been terrified in his past life.

Betrayals, the scattering of brothers—all sorts of human tragedies rolled off his tongue.

And because he had seen it all with his own eyes, his lamentations were filled with genuine emotion.

Eventually, even Lao San couldn't bear it anymore.

Although he hadn't suffered as much as Su Huan, they had all lived through the apocalypse. As fellow sufferers in this miserable world, he found it easy to empathize with Su Huan's little stories of the end times.

When the leader and Lao Er climbed back in, drenched in sweat, they saw Lao San lighting a cigarette for Su Huan while patting his shoulder and sighing, "Don't say any more. Brother understands you. It's just a woman, right? As long as I have a bite to eat, you'll have one too. The four of us brothers will work together, and we'll definitely survive in this godforsaken world!"

Seeing the stunned expressions of the leader and the second brother, Lao San grew irritable again. "What's wrong with you two? Call him Fourth Brother!"

The leader and Lao Er: "?"

Su Huan wiped the tears from his face, reached out to shake their hands, and called out sincerely, "Big Brother, Second Brother!"

Though the two men were full of question marks, they had no time to correct him and said anxiously, "Forget about that for now, the zombies are here!"

"Zombies are here?"

Lao San was jolted into a state of shock. Wiping a few drops of horse urine from his face, he hurriedly looked out the window, only to see an increasing number of zombies surrounding them.

Among them were plenty of Tier 1 evolved zombies, with the two-meter-tall Butcher being the most conspicuous of all.

It was clear they had been drawn here by Su Huan's reckless driving along the way.

They had only gathered into a zombie horde behind them because they were too slow to keep up.

Su Huan immediately jumped out and said, "Big Brother, Second Brother, hurry and get into the other two vehicles! I'll lead the way, let's break out of here at once!"

Lao San snapped to his senses as well. He tossed his firearm to Su Huan and shouted immediately, "Right, hurry up! I'll drive this truck, Lao Si, you cover me—there's a crate of ammo in the back!"

Startled and terrified, the group began to act according to Su Huan's plan.

Su Huan stroked the metal body of the assault rifle, his heart practically numb with glee.

Truth be told, he was starting to like these three brothers.

He opened the magazine to take a look and found forty rounds of 7.62 ammunition, though they were slightly different from pistol rounds; the tips were coated in a ring of green silver paint, though he had no idea what that was for.

But that didn't matter; he'd know after firing a couple of shots.

"Lao Si, stop studying it! Tell me which way to go?!"

Lao San shouted in a hurry.

Su Huan chambered a round with a click and said excitedly, "Just keep charging forward! I'll tell you when to turn!"

Lao San gritted his teeth. "Nonsense, we might not be able to ram through!"

"Don't worry, those small cars only weigh a few tons, this fire truck is over ten tons, and the front bumper has been reinforced. Just ram them!"

"Fine! Let's ram the hell out of them!"

The fire truck roared to life, and accompanied by the thunderous sound of the engine, it slammed directly into the small cars ahead.

Relying on its own weight and immense horsepower, it shoved the smaller vehicles aside.

However, the massive noise stirred the zombie horde, and the undead began to swarm in from all directions.

The violent roars of the zombies were enough to make one's heart tremble with fear.

"ROAR—"

Several familiar mad dogs lunged over from the rooftops.

Su Huan opened the window and pulled back the bolt.

The corners of his mouth curled up wildly. "Let me see who's the luckiest one!"