The subway where the little worm and the turtledove are currently located has about seven or eight carriages, and the length of each carriage is about twenty meters, so the total length of the entire subway is about one meter, and a 100-meter race in the carriage is more than enough.

However, the length of the subway is enough, but the internal space is a little narrow, because the width of the carriage is less than three meters, at first glance this "three meters" seems to be quite spacious, in fact, there are seats on both sides of the carriage, not to mention things such as handrails at intervals, which naturally greatly compresses the space in the car.

In fact, not only is the subway car relatively narrow, but there is also not much activity space in the subway passage outside, after all, this is a branch line, and the spaciousness is not as good as those main roads.

Squeeze a little bit, but the lighting system in the subway branch line was also damaged in the past landslide, so here is not only crowded, but also particularly dark, although it has not yet reached the point of reaching out and not seeing the five fingers, but it will also make people trip over a big heel if they are not careful.

But the clone warriors at the entrances and exits on both sides of the subway branch line can't care so much, they have already received the news that two "little mice" have escaped here, in order to stabilize the situation that has gradually gotten out of control tonight, let alone squeeze a little and darken, even if there is a mountain of knives and a sea of fire in front of them, they have to rush inside.

So I saw a large group of clone warriors desperately trying to rub their way through the cracks in the scaffolding, and looking at their appearance, it seemed that they could sharpen their heads so that they could squeeze easier.

At this moment, two shining lights suddenly lit up in the dark subway branch line, and the clone warriors who faced these two lights were so stabbed that they couldn't open their eyes at all, and they wanted to dodge, but their bodies were like tenderloins sandwiched between two pieces of baked cakes, completely sandwiched between the scaffolding on both sides and couldn't move.

The bright light was dazzling, and the clone warriors in front wanted to retreat, but the clone warriors in the back hadn't figured out what was going on, they were still squeezing forward with their heads stuffy, and the two groups of people collided together, and the scene seemed a little chaotic.

Strangely, the clone warriors don't seem to need to talk to each other - it's not that they like to use their hands and body language to express their emotions when they don't agree with each other, it's just that these clone warriors are always silent, and it is not known whether they can't speak or simply don't want to speak.

It's unclear how the clone warriors communicated, but after a few seconds, they quickly recovered from the chaos, and everyone stood there quietly, as if waiting for something.

"Smack."

The light on the wall on one side of the feeder passage has exploded again, which doesn't feel like a good sign.

……

A large group of clone warriors here were stuck near the scaffolding, and the turtledove over there was still entangled with two clone warriors inside and outside the subway car, and he finally managed to use a threaded steel bar as a javelin with a surprise attack, and pierced the shoulder of a clone warrior alive, but before he could completely eliminate this opponent, he was overwhelmed by the ferocious fire of another clone warrior outside.

"Whoosh ......"

The light blue beam casually pierced through the walls of the subway cars, leaving behind a hole with extremely high temperatures, showing a red-hot molten state, and black smoke was still "snorting" straight out.

The turtledove was forced to jump up and down like a monkey, and the clone warrior who was pinned to the wall of the carriage showed a very brave side, only to see that his right hand was holding the threaded steel bar that had penetrated his shoulder, and he was pulling it out little by little.

Blood flowed straight out along one end of the threaded steel bar, but the clone warrior seemed to be unaware, and the turtledove saw this scene from a distance, but there was nothing he could do, he could only tear open his throat and shout to the worm in the cab:

"You'd give him a shot!"

Turtledove had taken great risks to get a pulse rifle for the worm, but the worm hadn't used it yet, and seeing that the clone warrior was about to pull the threaded steel bars out of his body, the turtledove couldn't understand why the worm hadn't come to help.

What the hell is she doing?

Looking at the only small part of the threaded steel bar that was still inserted in the other party's body, Ikaruga said that it was up to him at the critical moment, - he crawled in the carriage to avoid several light blue beams, and then grabbed the handle of a metal seat next to him, and with a force of his arm, after a tooth-aching sound of metal twisting and deformation, the turtledove ripped the metal seat off the base with an "ah" sound.

"Woo......"

The metal seat was picked apart by the turtledove, and he wanted to use this metal seat to give the clone warrior another long-range blow to slow down the speed at which he pulled out the threaded steel bar, but in the darkness the turtledove didn't see clearly that there was a vertical metal armrest in front of him, good guy, the turtledove's wrist slammed into the metal armrest, and the chair didn't know where it was lost, and the turtledove's wrist was almost broken.

"Ouch......"

Holding his wrist and rolling forward on the spot, the turtledove endured the pain and dodged two light blue beams, and just as he complained in his heart about why there was no movement on the little worm's side, the lights in the entire subway were all turned on.

At this moment, not only the turtledove was shocked, but also the clone warrior in the carriage, the other clone warrior outside was also shocked, and several clone warriors who had managed to squeeze through the cracks in the scaffolding, everyone was shocked.

"The little train has started, and the dirt is ......"

In the cab of the subway, the worm grinned at the turtledove from afar, and did not forget to use the pulse rifle in his hand to name the clone warrior outside.

The head burst open like a juicy watermelon, the headless body of the clone warrior was slowly falling, but the subway carrying the worm and the turtledove was slowly moving, and with the bursts of dust, the subway was like a beast that had been silent for a long time, gradually waking up from hibernation.

……

"What's the matter, you still drive the subway?"

The turtledove was once again frightened by the "erudition" of the little worm, this girl can not only use weapons such as firearms, but also can understand circuits and operate various high-tech instruments, and now even the subway will hold meetings, if you get her a plane, wouldn't the little worm want to go to the sky?

"You think everyone is as idiot as you are?"

The worm's answer also made the turtledove very untempered, and there was no way to refute it, - compared to the worm, it really didn't seem to be much different from an idiot.