(2-in-1 Update)

On the screen, a blue train winds its way along the hillside coniferous forest between the morning glow, and if you pull up the view, you can see the transparent amber Lake Baikal in the distance, with its picturesque scenery of water and mountains.

All this is like a scene in a movie, beautiful and peaceful.

However, the sudden explosion broke the harmonious and beautiful peace, and the first carriage behind the internal combustion locomotive with the logo of the Russian Railway exploded into a fierce flame, and the windows burst along the outer wall of the car one after another, and then red tongues of fire floated out of the windows, like a demon from hell licking the delicate body of the train with lava.

At dawn, the burning was fierce enough to compete with the rising sun, and the flames flew through the green mountains and forests, like waving messy pennants through the mountains and fields.

Someone in the carriage in the distance was jumping down at a very fast speed, and the colored energy shield shone like a soap bubble, but the moment he jumped out of the carriage, he was knocked off by the continuous particle beams, and then turned into a series of colored light points.

On top of each train stood a man in a gas mask, and no, it should be the carrier who could stand on the roof of the speeding train as if nothing happened.

The explosion did not continue, the flames came to an abrupt end at the junction of the first and second carriages, and suddenly, the magma red of the carriage like the setting sun on the East African savannah was instantly annihilated.

Only one charred train remained.

As the drone moves forward, you can see that the high-temperature scorched train car is full of charred seats and skeletons, and they are sitting in various forms in the hard-seat car, as if participating in a grand Halloween masquerade party.

The flowers condensed from the bones lasted only a brief moment, and as the notes on the radio progressed to the next measure, dawn spilled in from the treetops, white light floating on the pale skeletons, reflecting the scarlet color.

That's the color of death.

With the vibration of the train,

The Flower of Bones began to wither.

In this hellish scene, a man in a black tuxedo and a bowler hat walks slowly, walking between black and white.

The drone flew a little closer, as if he was about to be able to see his face clearly, and at that moment, the tuxedo man turned his face in the direction of the drone, and an incomparably large clown face suddenly appeared on the screen, as if he was about to get out of the camera.

Sitting in front of the computer, Yan Funing was startled, and couldn't help but tilt his head back, and before he could fully react, the screen in front of him turned black, and there were three words floating: "No signal".

"Team leader!!K20 has no signal, and the three groups of people on the train have all lost contact...... "The startled Yan Funing bounced up from the bed, because he was so nervous that he completely forgot that there was a bed above his head, his head hit the edge of the bed directly, and there was a muffled sound of "bang" that hurt when he heard it.

Yan Funing slept with the long-haired man sleeping on the bunk, and after being woken up, he opened his worried eyes and glanced at Yan Funing, who was touching his head, yawned and said, "The boss is not here, what are you calling the ghost?"

Obviously, he didn't pay much attention to what Yan Funing said, turned over, and continued to sleep with his face facing the wall.

As for the slightly chubby man in the lower bunk, he didn't wake up, following the shaking of the train rhythmically with a slight snoring sound, and there was a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, it should be a good dream.

Yesterday they were tired for 24 hours to deal with the German and French enforcers, and it was time to rest.

This kind of battle that has to activate the carrier at any time is especially tiring, because you can't use up the activation time at one time, you must save at least half of the activation time in your hand, and you must always be ready to enter the carrier in the best state, plus the body still has a lot of work to complete, so there is no way to get a good night's sleep, you can only take time out, just lie down and rest quickly.

The dawn on 240 is slightly later than on K20, so the skyline is only white at this time, and the surrounding area is still immersed in thin black.

Yan Funing, because he was a newcomer on secondment, was not in charge of fighting, but only in charge of guarding, in addition to monitoring some movements on 240, he also had to take care of K20, nothing happened on K20 last night, and he spent another ordinary night, but a sensational scene happened in the morning, Yan Funing, who was standing, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and shouted with a pale face: "The third place on the bounty list..... The Joker Sith appeared on the K20....."

When the name "Clown Sith" came out of Yan Funing's mouth, the long-haired man and the slightly chubby man who were still asleep bounced up from the bed at the same time, looked at Yan Funing with wide eyes, and asked in a synchronized manner: "What?"

"I mean the Sith the Clown..... Appeared on the K20. Yan Funing repeated it a little nervously.

The long-haired man hurriedly jumped down from the top bunk, and even the action of climbing was omitted, he quickly looked at Yan Funing's military computer, the screen was pitch black, and only the words "no signal" were floating.

"What's going on?" asked the long-haired man, who quickly turned his head.

"At about five o'clock in the morning, all the cameras on the K20 failed, I contacted Kuaishou and wanted him to fix it, but it turned out that I couldn't be contacted, so I immediately contacted Black Tiger and Fried Jinhua, and I couldn't get in touch..... Confirm that it should be our satellite signals that are blocked..... So the UAV based in Irkutsk was urgently activated..... After catching up with the train, I saw an instantaneous explosion in a carriage, and then the drone was shot down by a person wearing a clown mask....." Yan Funing methodically told him what he saw in the morning.

"Wearing a clown mask doesn't have to be a clown, how did you confirm his identity?" asked the chubby man, frowning, sitting on the bed.

"As the strongest chemistry skill owner at the moment, except for the iconic instantaneous explosion of the Joker Sith...... I don't think anyone can control the whole train..... You know, there is still Napoleon VII, who is ranked 19th, on this car....."

"MD! How did the clown Sith get involved?This madman is on K20, Sister Hua, aren't they dangerous?" the chubby man was completely sleepy, and scolded fiercely with an obscure face.

The long-haired man took a deep breath and said, "It seems that the situation on K20 is much more dangerous than that of 240, let's quickly inform the boss....."

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Napoleon VII watched through the window as the Sith the Clown jumped out of the carriage, slicing through the sky like a falcon, crushing the peeping drone, and then teleporting back into the carriage.

Then the radio rang out again with the heart-pounding-duck voice of the Clown Sith.

"I just said hello to everyone with a little firework, because aren't everyone expecting terrorists to hijack this train? I think what a great idea! Since everyone is looking forward to it, wouldn't it be fun for me to make it a reality?"

"That's why I'm here! I'm horrified! I'm just exploding!"

The whole train echoed with the maniacal joy of the Clown's Sith, but no one felt the slightest pleasure except himself.

He smashed his mouth on the radio, and the strange voice made his scalp tingle, and he continued: "Don't try to escape from this train with carriers, you don't have a chance, and don't resist! There are countless young animal missiles aimed at the K20 above your heads, if you don't want to join my party, I'm going to lose my temper.... You know I'm usually a very polite person, but if you don't play with me, then I'm not happy, I'm going to lose my temper when I'm unhappy, I'm going to explode when I'm angry.... Oh! Boom! Boom!"

As soon as Napoleon VII waved his hand, the speakers on the roof emitted green smoke and stopped making a sound, which was actually useless, and the speakers in the next room were still ringing the noisy voice of the Sith the Clown.

Napoleon VII looked out the window at the lush taiga and frowned at the retreat. The word "escape" is not in Napoleon VII's dictionary, so he only thinks about "retreat", or "strategic turnaround".

If it is only the carrier on the train, it is naturally easy to retreat, as long as it is not interrupted to "return to the body", but to escape from the train with the carrier on the back, in addition to facing the carrier on the roof, it is also necessary to face the improved Maverick missile, that is, the "young animal missile" specially designed to deal with the carrier, it is simply an impossible task.

Of course, not everyone could do it, Napoleon VII was able to do it.

But his men couldn't.

He couldn't do it to protect all his men from leaving.

Napoleon VII was lost in thought, this was his mistake, he thought that the Sith the Clown and the Teutonic Eighty-Eight Knights would not come to K20, but to the 240 where Irises, Black Hawks, Sunflower Flags, and Taiji Dragons were gathered, after all, it was more likely that the car contained secrets leaked by the European Space Group.

In fact, he also planned to go to 240 this evening, but he didn't expect to go wrong at this time, and the clown Sith who he thought would never appear actually appeared on K20.

Did he be interested in the Crucifixion? Napoleon VII found it impossible, so he couldn't figure it out.

Maurice, who was standing next to Napoleon VII, looked at the three-dimensional map, and there was a flashing red dot above their heads, obviously the other party was also a little jealous of them, and he did not stand directly above Napoleon VII's carriage like a demonstration, but a little in front.

Morris broke the window and stuck his head out of the train, the carrier's vision strong enough to support him to see into the depths of the sky, and there was a small black dot moving in the distant blue above the K20, it was a modified Gulfstream 650 with what appeared to have a magazine lid under its wings.....

"Hell, that's the plane of the Teutonic Eighty-Eight Knights...... Maurice didn't know the full truth, and was very surprised by the appearance of the Teutonic Eighty-Eight Knights, completely forgetting the red dot on his head, and cursing loudly.

He retracted his head back to the window and said with the carrier's intra-team communication: "Your Royal Highness, I think you should leave first..... This matter has exceeded expectations, the Teutonic Eighty-Eight Knights are powerful, not to mention the Clown Sith, and the Clown Sith is a madman who doesn't pay attention to the rules at all, your safety is the most important, so please take the Seven Star Scepter and carry the body on your back now...... We cover your ....."

After Maurice spoke, the team's internal communication was full of voices persuading Napoleon VII to leave quickly.

Napoleon VII held the seven-star scepter in his hand, looked at the shining red dot diagonally, and said in a firm tone: "I will not let others decide what I should do, and neither can you, I am the head of this family..... What's more, let me go before we have a fight, is it possible? I am worried that I will not have a chance to meet the Joker Sith, since he has sent him to the door, how can I miss the opportunity to get the bounty?" He did not say that this sudden crisis had his mistakes, but he also did not intend to run away, and he had to bear the responsibility, but the glorious image could not be damaged.

"Your Highness!!, you have to think clearly, you are now the only heir to the Napoleonic family, your father has just died, you have not left a blood in this world, if something happens to you, we are the sinners of the Napoleonic family!" Maurice pleaded on one knee.

Garbion, the curly carrier who was participating in the review, also persuaded bitterly on the team's channel: "Your Highness, you must think deeply, please let us protect you from leaving, and after you are sure that the body is safe, shoot down the plane on your head, and our crisis will naturally be resolved!"

"Yes, Your Royal Highness, please leave first and find a way to shoot down the plane overhead......"

This is actually not a solution at all, as long as the other party sends someone to follow him and does not let his carrier leave the main body, it is impossible for him to fly into the air to shoot down the Grim Reaper circling in the sky.

"Maurice, Galbion....." Napoleon VII read their names one by one, and then asked faintly, "Don't you believe that I can protect you?

"No! Don't say that, Your Royal Highness, Prince! We didn't protect you! You are the most outstanding genius of the Napoleonic family in a hundred years, and the last hope, you really can't make a mistake! Even if we die, we can't let you take the slightest risk....." After a pause, Molière stroked his chest and bowed his head to Napoleon, saying: "I remember you told me that it takes more courage to suffer than to die. ”

"I have also told you that one must have the habit of trusting oneself, no matter how dangerous the difficulties may be, but also believe that one can overcome it, and if you run away once, then there will be a crack in your faith, and the next escape will be taken for granted.... So, I'm not leaving, and the most difficult time means that we're not far from success!

"Ladies and gentlemen, are you willing to fight with me!" Napoleon VII let out a roar on the team's channel, as if he saw Napoleon riding on a white horse and wielding his sword, commanding thousands of troops to attack forward.

Immediately, the team's channel resounded with a powerful response: "Nous vaincrons parce que nous sommes les plus forts!" (We are the strongest, the strongest will win!) France's most famous slogan, along with the most famous slogan of the First World War, on ne passe pas, has become a frequently quoted maxim today)

The leader was a merchant who sold hope, and Napoleon VII had such a temperament.

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Sith the Clown pushed open the darkened door and walked past the intact junction of carriage 4 and carriage 5, holding a classical microphone in his hand, and said with great joy in his hoarse and shrill voice: "Hello everyone! Sorry for my unsolicited ....."

The Sith the Clown took off his bowler hat and bowed deeply, then he straightened up, put his hat on, and asked politely and flatteringly, like a salesman, "Now I want to ask, is there a Chosen One in this carriage, or someone who knows God's genes?"

There was silence in the whole train, only the train spoke.

Sith the Clown turned his head to look at the hard cubicle on the left, and received a negative answer from the people inside, who were a little baffled and didn't quite know what was going on in front of them.

Sith the Clown looked at the bunk on his right, still shaking his head.

He walked forward until he got into a berth in the middle of the carriage by the window, and on top of it lay a tall, fat Russian man like a bear, and he kindly asked, "Hey, are you the Chosen One?" or do you know the God gene?"

The fat man obviously knew very well who the Sith was, he looked at the clown mask of the Sith, trembled and said: "I am the chosen one, but I don't know what the God gene ....." After a pause, he raised his right hand and said: "I don't know the whereabouts of Shirkov either..... I swear!"

"I see, so you're on the K20 to find Sylkov, and what kind of cross wasp is you, right?" said Sith the Clown, shrugging his shoulders.

The fat man nodded with great difficulty, and then said, "I have no contradiction with you, and I am willing to pay the ransom, please let me go!"

"No, don't say that, it's just a misunderstanding! It's not your fault, it happens a lot....." Sith the Clown sighed and turned his head in disappointment.

The fat man swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his throat rolling, "So, can you spare me? I'm willing to pay!"

"NO!" replied the Sith the Clown, coldly.

Then he suddenly put his face in front of the fat man, this "NO" and the suddenly approaching face scared the other party's soul out of the body, and his body was all attached to the wall of the train, and the fat man's fat body was trembling.

"Heh!heh!" the clown laughed and said to the frightened fat man, "I'm just scaring you, don't be nervous!"

"It's okay, it's okay!" the fat man smiled reluctantly, but his body was swinging.

The Clown Sith smiled "haha", then straightened up again and shouted, "There is also the Chosen One besides him, or knows the God gene...... Is there one, or is it called Shirkov?"

No one answered.

"What a pity!" the Clown Sith shook his head in the middle of the fifth car, and then he snapped his fingers, and the bone-eating flames exploded in the fifth car, and in an instant the entire fifth car became a fire hell.

The fat man of the Chosen One beside him burned very vigorously because of a lot of oil, and turned into a huge white skeleton, with only a black watch hanging on his wrist.

The Sith the Clown took off his watch in the blazing flames, whistled, and put it in his pocket, "What a party today!"