"Bang!"

Another bullet shot out of the chamber.

At this time, a glimmer of dawn had already appeared in the sky.

The light shone on the whirling bullets, causing the copper-yellow shells to reflect in mid-air.

It was a myriad of beasts gathered together, chasing a train.

It was an innumerable number of muzzles that were dark and deep, flickering tongues of fire.

It was corpses falling, blood splattered.

It was a battle between man and beast, in order to be able to live on this ice field.

"Poof!"

The bullet sank into the eye socket of a canine-like beast, and its corpse fell, before it was quickly overwhelmed by the herd that followed.

On the train, Yanagihara silently pulled up the bolt of the gun and pushed the next bullet into the chamber.

They fought with the beasts all night, but the number of beasts did not decrease because of death, but increased.

The smell of blood from the corpses attracted more beasts to the sides of the tracks and attack the train.

At this time, the back of the snowfield train was already full of all kinds of wild beasts, including small wild dogs and jackals, and huge mountain lions and tigers.

Because of the smell of the spices, they all had red eyes and crazy expressions.

The mad beast completely ignores the distinction between the races and gathers together to chase the train.

It is believed that if the train had stopped at this time, the beasts would have pounced and tore everyone to pieces.

The fifteen-meter-high track is effective in preventing beasts from approaching the train, but beasts can climb too, don't they?

The steel brackets that support the tracks are clearly not something so difficult to climb.

Moreover, among the beasts known to Yanagihara alone, there were more than a dozen giant creatures that could be more than fifteen meters in size.

It's just that most of them don't haunt here.

"How many beasts are there now?"

On the other side of the carriage, Wadson asked the scout beside him as he continued to shoot into the herd.

"Report sir, about two thousand." The Scout replied with a serious expression as he stood aside, binocular, and a serious expression.

In this night alone, they had killed nearly three thousand beasts by shooting on and off, but this was obviously not enough.

Round by round, the herds were cleared and gathered round after round, and their numbers only continued to increase as time went on, especially after entering the back mountain range and the western hills. Once the herd of beasts there participates, I am afraid that the number of beasts will reach tens of thousands.

The rate at which the beasts are consumed must be accelerated, otherwise once the number of beasts gets out of control, then the situation will also be out of the control of the greenhouse guards.

Wadson apparently understood this, gritted his teeth, and had to give the Scout another order.

"Continue to distribute supplies and ammunition to the wagons, clear this batch of beasts as soon as possible, and never let them and the next group of beasts gather together."

"Yes!"

"Bang!" Wadson fired another shot, but the bullet only went into the shoulder of a giant toothed tiger, and instead of causing it any effective damage, it let out a roar of pain and become a little more crazy.

Damn it!

Wadson cursed.

It has to be admitted that for a giant beast, it is already difficult to shoot it directly with the fire of an ordinary firearm.

By tomorrow morning at the latest, the train will enter the Houshan Mountains.

Until then, the beasts of the eastern snowfields must be cleaned up, otherwise things will only get worse and worse.

Wadson thought, gritting his teeth and reloading the bullets.

As for Yanagihara, she was still holding the jerky in her mouth, and she was shooting the beast from moment to moment.

But if you look closely, you will find that with every shot she makes, she can basically kill a beast.

Whether it's a giant beast or a small beast, bullets will invariably shoot into their eyeballs, killing them directly.

After killing this batch, maybe you can take a nap.

At this time, Yanagihara thought like this.

Ah, if only I could light a fire and barbecue.

She was as lazy as ever, but she didn't notice the strange gaze of Wadson behind her.

Obviously, Wadson also noticed the difference in Yanagihara, and the accuracy of that kind of shooting was simply something he had never seen before.

What an incredible wanderer.

After taking a deep look at Yanagihara, Wadson's gaze fell on the short knife on Yanagihara's waist again.

The scabbard was so rusty that it was hard to imagine someone who could repel a pack of wolves with such a short knife.

What had she been through, and where did she come from?

Wadson felt as if Yanagihara's body was full of mysteries.

It's just that these mysteries seem to be untold by no one anymore.

"Bang bang bang!"

The gunfire continued, and the fighting continued.

······

In the early morning of the next day, the snowfield train finally entered the range of the Houshan mountain range.

It was quiet in the carriage, and everyone was mentally exhausted because they had just repelled a herd. The order of each carriage taking turns to guard was arranged, and everyone rested.

In the No. 1 carriage where Yanagihara was, the soldiers and mercenaries lay in a row, not caring who had their arms or thighs on whom, and everyone was so tired that they almost fell asleep as soon as they lay down.

On the side of the carriage, Yanagihara sat on the ground, adjusting his rifle while silently removing an arm that was on his lap.

She had already slept by the window when the beast was slowing down its attack, so she didn't need to rest now, so she should have helped to guard it.

Once you enter the back mountain range, the number of beasts will become even larger, because there will always be more beasts wandering back and forth at the foot of the mountain.

"Aren't you resting?" In the other corner of the carriage, Wadson looked at Yanagihara and asked.

"I've rested." Yanagihara checked the chamber of the gun, did not look up, and replied lightly.

"Yes." Wadson nodded, took a cigarette from his bosom, and lit it in his mouth.

"Do you want to smoke?" He suddenly looked at Yanagihara again and asked.

This time, Yanagihara looked up.

"Yes."

She has no reason not to take advantage of this kind of white advantage.

"Okay." Wadson raised his brow and took out another cigarette roll and tossed it to Yanagihara.

Watching Yanagihara light his cigarette with the lighter he borrowed from him last time, Wadson didn't say anything, just silently continued to think about his own business.

The two men fell silent.

So there was no sound in the carriage except for the occasional snoring.

Dozens of seconds later, Wadson looked at the top of the carriage and suddenly spoke again.

"The beast herd in the back mountain range is likely to be out of control."

This was what he had predicted when he had estimated the number of the herd, but even so, he came.

"I know." Yanagihara replied calmly, and it was obviously not difficult to deduce this based on the beast situation in the eastern snowfield.

"But that's a disaster, isn't it?"

As he spoke, Yanagihara glanced at Wadson.

It is undeniable that she used the most bland tone to tell the cruelest reality.

"yes." Wadson smiled, exhaled the smoke from his mouth, closed his eyes and said.

"This is the disaster."

There is no choice but to struggle and give up.

"Hereby······ ······"

At this moment, the sound of electricity came from the communicator on Wadson's waist, and the next moment, a panicked voice came from inside.

"Sir, sir, this is the sixth carriage, and we have found traces of beasts, they are nearby, and there are probably more than five thousand of them this time."

Five thousand, which is already a number that is about to get out of hand.

"I see." Wadson sighed, then calmly responded.

"Notify all carriages and start being on alert."

"Yes!"

As the communication was delivered, everyone was called up.

And just when everyone picked up their equipment in a daze, the beast herd that had quietly gathered finally launched an offensive.

"Roar!"

A roar that resounded through the mountains reached everyone's ears, instantly dispelling all their sleepiness.

Both soldiers and mercenaries ran to the window in a panic and set up their rifles.

And then immediately after, they saw the sight that they would never forget in their lives.

Countless beasts rushed out of the mountains and attacked the train tracks at the foot of the mountain, and their attacks were so crazy that even the ground seemed to shake with it.

There are at least eight thousand of these beasts, nay, even ten thousand.

Everyone knew that the beast was out of control.

And that's likely to cause them all to die here.

"Bang!"

A gunshot broke the silence of the carriage.

Wadson stood by the window and turned his head to look at the sluggish crowd and shouted.

"Why are you still stunned, fire!"

He then delivered a new command to the communicator.

"Inform the locomotive to temporarily shut down the incinerator and increase the speed of the train."

That's all he can do now, get rid of the beast for the time being, and then consume the number of beasts in batches.

But the development of events obviously did not mean to make him wish.

As the light dimmed on the horizon, a flock of giant birds flapping their wings appeared above the mountains.

This time, even Yanagihara, who has always been calm, was stunned for a moment.

"Trouble ······"

She came back to her senses and said with a frown.

The trouble is not a flock of birds that can attack the train, but a flock of birds that have gone crazy.

"Quack, quack, quack."

The unpleasant sounds of the giant birds echoed in the sky, and then, before the soldiers could react, they pounced on the train.

If you have to say, they are actually not very large, with a wingspan of about three meters and a body size of about 70 centimeters.

But compared to birds, they are already very large individuals.

Some of the birds swooped on the train, scratching the train cars with their sharp claws, and some swooped down in front of the windows, grabbing the unresponsive soldiers out of the windows with their claws.

"Ahh Yes! ”

Heart-rending screams rang out one after another, and one soldier after another was dragged by the birds and fell out of the train.

"Fire! Fire! Wadson shouted angrily.

"If you want to live, you can fucking fire Lao Tzu!"

This sentence seems to ignite something······

"Ahh!!!hh In an instant, everyone in the carriage roared.

They breathed heavily, their hearts beat violently, their faces were filled with blood, and they raised their rifles to vent the bullets in their chambers without reservation.

Yes, they want to live.

Incomparable, want to live.

"Roar!! There was another roar from the herd.

On the ice field, humans and beasts roared at each other and engaged in the most primitive battles.

This may be the original posture of nature, the survival of the fittest.

Brutal, cold-blooded, but also true.

And what Yanagihara feared finally happened, only to see some of the birds flutter between the wheels of the train, and then their bodies were swept into it, exploding in patches of cloudy blood.

At the same time, as more and more birds hit the wheels, the speed of the train gradually slowed down.

Yes, the wheels are stopping. And the retreat of mankind is also being cut off.