More than twenty seconds later.
"Hi~roar~"
"Hi~roar~"
The giant bald rat led many brown rats to the locomotive again, looking ready to pounce at any moment.
"boom!"
The man who had taken the things before ran back quickly and placed a box over one meter long on the ground.
"Captain, steel...steel fist!" The man gasped and said to Zhante.
"Yes." Zhante responded, opening the box and revealing the contents.
Inside it was a slender black cylinder with a diameter of more than ten centimeters and a length of one hundred and twenty centimeters, with densely packed magic patterns carved on its surface.
Zhante lifted it up and shouted: "Energy pillar!"
The subordinate quickly handed over a handful of energy square pillars the size of a finger.
Zhante pressed the position behind the black cylinder, revealing a honeycomb-shaped groove. He quickly filled it with more than a dozen square energy pillars and closed them with a "click".
Then he suddenly put the black cylinder on his shoulders and turned to look at Bob, who was huddled in the corner of the carriage: "Captain, you and I normally have no right to use the goods being transported, but now the situation is special, I Do you have any objections to using it?"
Bob forced an ugly smile and shook his head vigorously: "How could you have any objection? No, absolutely not!"
"Very good, then I would like to thank you on behalf of everyone in my team." Zhante said, squinting and looking out of the motorcycle.
Outside the motorcycle, the giant bald rat jumped up with a flick of its limbs.
Zhante's eyes turned cold, the end of the black cylinder was pointed at the giant bald rat, and he whispered: "Come on, let me see how hard you are!"
"Click!"
Jent jerked the trigger in the middle of the black cylinder.
"boom!"
Zhante was shocked and couldn't help but take half a step back. There was an explosion sound from inside the cylinder, and the dense magic patterns on the surface glowed with light, flashing three times at a very high frequency, and the end suddenly lit up.
"brush!"
A white light as thick as an adult's arm blasted out, hitting the leaping bald giant rat.
"Wow!"
With a loud noise and almost no chance to resist, the entire body of the giant bald rat exploded. The aftermath of the explosion even swept in several brown rats nearby and exploded into pieces of meat.
At the same time, the magic pattern "stabbed" on the surface of the cylinder in Zhante's hand, and a small flame erupted. The temperature of the entire cylinder became extremely high. Zhante couldn't hold it and threw it on the ground. The skin on his palm was red and it was obviously impossible to use it again.
"Damn it!"
Zhante cursed in a low voice, shook his hand, and looked at the remaining weird brown rats that were still persisting in the attack. There were about forty of them.
Turning his head, Zhante said to his men: "It is illegal to use one steel fist, and it is also illegal to use multiple steel fists. Since you have already used them, bring me four more. Today I will kill all these ugly rats." Blast to pieces."
"Yes, Captain." His subordinates did not dare to refute, and quickly turned around and ran out of the carriage.
After a while, four long boxes were lined up on the floor.
"Boom boom boom!"
Then came four blasts.
Outside the motorcycle, it was quiet.
…
In the carriage, the medical staff began to treat the injuries of the wounded again, and Zhante's injured arm was also bandaged.
However, Zhante did not show any relaxed expression. His arm was wrapped with thick gauze, and he sat in a corner of the carriage, silent. He didn't know whether he was sad because of the casualties of his men, or whether he was still worried about the journey ahead.
"Captain, are we safe?" Bob, the engine chief, asked tentatively, but Zhante did not respond.
Bob was asking for trouble, but he didn't show any dissatisfaction. He turned to look at his crew and asked for approval: "You think everything should be fine next... right, Frank?"
Frank, who was leaning against the carriage wall, stared at Bob for several seconds with his eyes wide open, not even daring to open his lips.
"Frank, you don't really think that you brought the bad luck, do you?" Bob couldn't help but laugh when he saw that Frank didn't speak. "It was just an accident. To be honest, I don't believe it as soon as you opened your mouth." If danger could happen, how could you survive until now?"
In fact, I'm also surprised... Frank said silently in his heart, but it was hard to refute Bob's words. After all, he would have to live under the other party's hands in the future. He breathed out and said in a hoarse tone: "Maybe you are right, Captain. I’m overthinking it…”
"That's it..." the motorcycle commander said, obviously disdainful of Frank's superstition, but before he finished speaking, the entire motorcycle was shocked, "Bang!"
The crew couldn't help but be startled, Frank stood up straight in fright, and Zhante and other escorts also frowned.
Just when a group of people were wondering what happened, the door to the locomotive cab was suddenly opened, and a driver in charge of driving the locomotive ran out in a panic and looked at Bob: "Captain, the locomotive has hit something. "
"Did you hit something? What thing?" Bob asked with some dissatisfaction, "Buddy, you've been working on a motorcycle for more than a year. Could it be that it crushed a living person and scared you like this?"
"It's not a living person, it's a big rat, the same one that jumped on our motorcycle crazily just now." The motorcycle driver named Buddy swallowed.
Bob raised his eyebrows after hearing this: "Dead?"
"No." Buddy shook his head and answered honestly, "It's alive, but it should be crushed to death now."
Live
Many people in the carriage began to think subconsciously... How could a living, weird brown rat be lying on the track? If the opponent doesn't go into such a huge wilderness, he will have to lie down on the track and be crushed to death. Isn't the chance a bit low
Just as I was thinking about this, I heard several "bang bang bang" sounds, and the locomotive vibrated several times in succession, almost bouncing off the rails.
The faces of the crew members changed, and they rushed into the cab with the driver Buddy. Through the cab window, they saw many strange mice lying on the rails in front of them.
These weird mice are no longer as aggressive as before, or they have not shown any aggression for the time being. They are all lying lazily on the railway tracks and sleeping.
Just when everyone was confused to the extreme, the motorcycle had mercilessly run over these weird brown rats and roared up a small steep slope. After that, their vision suddenly expanded, and a large piece of flat ground was displayed in front of everyone.
Looking around, everyone took a breath of cold air.
I saw that the entire motorcycle seemed to have suddenly broken into the nest of a group of strange rats. Within the field of vision, densely packed strange rats were scattered all over the land one after another. Some were weird brown rats, some were weird black rats, some were moving slowly, and some were lying on the spot.
The total number is at least 10,000. This is a truly large group of strange creatures!
With such a large number, naturally some of them were lying on the track, so the locomotive kept running over them.
"Bang bang bang!"
"Buzz buzz!"
The sound of crushing bones and the sound of the locomotive vibrating continued to sound, and everyone trembled inwardly.
Because they have seen a huge group of strange rats, slowly changing from a resting state as the locomotive breaks in. The strange rats bared their teeth, gradually gathered, and approached the locomotive.
I don't know if I want to attack the motorcycle, or avenge my comrade who was crushed to death, or both.