Apocalypse: I Build A Doomsday Train Chapter 1206 - 466: Harvest

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Previously on Apocalypse: I Build A Doomsday Train...
The Sky Dome Train lands on a zombie-infested Hawaiian island. While drones scout, the crew discusses their safest route through South America. Recon reveals no other survivors, suggesting a rare, untouched location ripe for resource gathering. Teams deploy to search the city and a large supermarket before nightfall.

"Everyone, we've located a large supermarket's resource warehouse. Even though it's disorganized and has been looted, our guess was right – this island hasn't been 'visited' by many others."

Monica, with her teammates in tow, entered the warehouse with a confident gait. As she relayed information back through the communicator, her eyes scanned the vast space.

Hiss!!

Suddenly, two zombies, withered like dried corpses, sprang from the shadowed periphery. Without even turning her head, Monica extended a finger, and a sound blade shot forth, sharp as a curved knife, instantly reducing the zombies to fragments that painted the wall.

Then, Monica retracted her Power Armor Mask, flicked her hair, and stated coolly to the squad behind her,

"It appears the inhabitants of this island didn't survive for long."

"Whoa~" Sha Sha, adorned in the Firepower Armor custom-made by Lin Xian, emerged from behind, hefting a High-Energy Pulse Cannon that rivaled her height. Gazing at the towering rows of storage shelves, reaching 10 meters high and stretching into the distance, she couldn't help but gasp in astonishment, despite having witnessed significant events before.

"Good heavens, I've never seen a supermarket warehouse this packed with goods."

Da Lou and Ryuji also entered, surveying the scene. Da Lou, his expression one of surprise, analyzed, "Unable to leave, no hope of rescue. Even if there were survivors, they wouldn't have lasted."

The psychological strain is far more terrifying than the zombies. On a desolate, isolated island where communication, power, and rescue are nonexistent, the average person cannot withstand the onslaught of darkness.

This immense warehouse held everything: food, general goods, tools, appliances, entertainment items, and more. Though permeated by the odor of decay, strewn with plundered remnants, and with many bodies already dissolved into desiccated fluid, the illumination revealed that at least seventy percent of the materials remained intact on the shelves, merely covered in dust.

This clearly indicated no one had set foot here in a considerable time; it was a Dead City, now inhabited solely by the undead.

Otherwise, if any survivors remained, this veritable treasure trove of resources would never have been left untouched.

Drones swiftly navigated the aisles between the shelves, and soon, a wealth of information was relayed to Sha Sha.

"It's overwhelming! There's definitely no fresh food, but some shelves in the food section are still fully stocked—drinks, sodas, snacks, canned goods, wow, there's so much! And it shouldn't be past its expiration date!!"

Monica offered a slight smile as she glanced at the screen, stating, "Everyone else's situation is likely quite similar to ours, right?"

"Exactly!"

At that very moment, Qian Deli's excited voice crackled through the headset, "We've also stumbled upon some excellent finds!"

At a military base bathed in the setting sun, Lv Chang's mecha was efficiently dispatching a horde of zombies clad in military attire. Luo Yang stood atop a military train concealed beneath a waterproof tarp. As Qian Deli and Shu Qin approached, a swift *swish*! The tarp was pulled away, and with a great slide, the massive gray fabric descended from the train's peak, unveiling a dark green, intercontinental-grade hover rail military train.

Suddenly, Shu Qin's pupils contracted sharply, as if she had witnessed something utterly unbelievable.

Even the usually composed Qian Deli paused for a few moments before speaking into the headset.

"Lin Xian, you absolutely need to come and see this."

The military armored train before them was twice the size of a standard rail train. Its tracks and wheels were disproportionately large, its complex load-bearing suspension systems were dizzying to behold, and its body was encased in thick, specialized armor... all forming a steel base that nearly reached the carriage ceiling. Such steel fortress carriages stretched all the way to the bunker's end at the military base; judging by sight alone, there were over fifty carriages.

The most astonishing aspect wasn't the train's immense size or length, but its near-complete armament—an array of land-based automatic cannons, missile launch unit carriages, and even weapon station carriages equipped for anti-aircraft defense, featuring Plasma Pulse Cannons every few material carriages.

Furthermore, those 'war materials' were neatly secured by steel cables in the transport carriages!

Lv Chang, standing atop the train, gazed in utter amazement, his jaw nearly hitting the deck. Before him, the formidable TFV600 twin-barrel tanks alone occupied ten transport carriages, totaling more than thirty units!

Further ahead, the Mechanical Armory showcased rows of humanoid military mechas, including the Fire God Mecha, the Iron Guard-3 Military Assault Type, the Guardian-X Assault Type, and even the Fireline Machine-MX, infamously known as 'Burning Purgatory.'"Armored vehicles, high-altitude drones, and Sky Patrol Machines? This… enough to arm a regiment-sized force, at least!" Lv Chang was utterly astounded. Below, Shu Qin's gaze was grave as she surveyed the base littered with zombie remains. "Federal Interstellar Army's 974th Defense Group, the forces stationed on Oahu Island…" *Whoosh!* Qian Deli shoved open the automated door, obstructed by a pile of human bones. Pinching his nose, he peered into the carriage before waving away the stench with a sigh. "Internal mutation and collapse. After Apocalypse Day, numerous interstellar army units met such ends, their gun barrels ultimately aimed at their own comrades." Luo Yang arrived from a distance, alighting atop the train. With a mobile terminal clutched in hand, he spoke urgently, "Found it. The final retreat order was issued on June 9th at 20:13." After delivering this information, he looked up, his brow furrowed. "Apocalypse Day, Day 11…"