Armed Train in the Apocalypse-Chapter 285 - 210: The Secretary Is Broken

Lao San led the combat group to handle it swiftly.

Only He Jie and Tong Zizhan along with a few members of the Armed Corps stood by the side, waiting for the train conductor's orders.

Su Huan tossed two charred small parts into Xiaozhao's hands, yawning lightly, "As usual, I'm going back to sleep."

As Su Huan got up.

Everyone subconsciously bowed their heads slightly.

A rebellion was silently extinguished amidst the sound of water.

...

Poor Dr. Lin Xia was just asleep when Lao San dragged him out of bed.

Startled by seeing Lao San's bloodied face.

He hurriedly dressed and went out, arriving at the secondary carriage opposite the 16th dining car.

This area was converted into a medical carriage for the crew and soldiers.

Secondary carriages 13, 14, and 15 were equipped with a small amount of medical equipment, each level containing 30 beds, totaling ninety beds overall.

It basically met the needs of large-scale operations.

Actually, most of the time those beds were empty, but they needed to be available even if unoccupied.

Letting soldiers see a place to lie down when injured, rather than waiting to die in vain.

Plus, with the train expanded to twice its size, there was much more space, and Su Huan agreed to it with a wave of his hand.

By the time Lin Xia arrived, the assisting nurse had already prepared for surgery.

The operating room next door had already begun emergency procedures.

While putting on a mask, Lin Xia curiously asked Lao San beside him, "Doesn't your combat group have professional medics? Why need me?"

Lao San pointed to the incoming Zhang Qiang, "This one seems beyond saving; it's for your practice in bullet retrieval."

Lin Xia: "…?"

Though somewhat exasperated, Lin Xia nonetheless performed professional disinfection according to surgical standards, then proceeded with the operation.

This was his fundamental skill for survival on the train.

Following training with Lu Xiao, his surgical abilities had improved swiftly.

Even He Jie had praised the neatness of his heel stitching.

As time passed, bullets clinked and clattered into a tray.

The person on the operating table's heartbeat grew much stronger.

Lin Xia froze for a moment, "Seems salvageable, another shot of adrenaline!"

...

At 3 a.m., a sneaky figure silently walked out from carriage No. 4, peeked into the Armed Hall, saw soldiers on guard, then headed towards carriage No. 1 through the main corridor.

Finding no one on either side, they directly pushed the door open and entered.

A moment later, a tall figure emerged from the shadowy corner at the front of the train, wearing a complex expression.

Everything Su Huan spoke of, all benefits were delayed, including room allocation.

As a close secretary, she could only guard outside the train conductor's room 24/7, waiting to be summoned.

While feeling bitter inside, she suddenly witnessed this scene.

Thinking of that woman gentle like the warm sun in spring, Shu Wei's gray-blue eyes flickered.

A sudden sense of crisis welled up within her.

She was confident her appearance was no lesser than Yu Yue, but the other's tender and gentle demeanor was something she couldn't emulate.

That gentleness wasn't deliberate but warmth radiating from the bones.

Not just men, even she couldn't help but be enchanted by Yu Yue's smiling gaze.

And with Yu Yue's status, if even she had to court favor with the train conductor, wouldn't that make her as a secretary seem more inadequate?

Submitting already made her lesser, keeping a cold face daily, and not being proactive.

Who could bear to look at that?

Oh Shu Wei, Shu Wei, having fallen to this state, what are you still holding onto that bit of dignity for?

Isn't it just more ridiculous…

Time slowly slipped by, no sound came from within the room, but Shu Wei knew Yu Yue's capability, perhaps everything inside had already flipped upside down.

And Shu Wei's mentality gradually began to change.

A stiff smile occasionally flashed across her face.

But soon she gave up.

This tender, water-like feeling was something she couldn't learn; deep down she even doubted the smile her mother gave to her father when she was young was just a façade.

With resistance in her heart, learning it became even harder.

Shu Wei forced herself to change her approach.

The most common smile she'd seen growing up was that flattering one, so she combined it with the fawning demeanor of that vile woman from room 428 and practiced repeatedly.

The sky brightened slightly, Yu Yue's sneaky figure unwound from Su Huan's room.

Looking at the half-opened door, Shu Wei recalled Su Huan's eyes, narrow under electric light, staring at her with pure malice and mockery.

Her body involuntarily trembled again as memories of electricity coursing through her body, each skin and muscle becoming uncontrolled, surged back.

Her intangible fear of Su Huan deepened another layer.

'It's all like this, what more can't be tolerated? Just grit your teeth and it'll be over!'

A moment later, with a look of determination, Shu Wei pushed open Su Huan's room door and went inside.

When Yu Yue entered, Su Huan was somewhat surprised.

He usually had to half-demand, half-coerce her to come over, but today she came voluntarily.

Gentle yet irresistibly intertwined their breaths.

Tonight the little chef was especially proactive, but the profound smile on her face made Su Huan feel a bit unsettled.

However, soon he was lost in Yu Yue's subtle embrace.

With a gentle guide, he unlocked the ultimate experience that usually required both threats and cajoling to obtain.

As dawn broke, Su Huan, who had just closed his eyes, suddenly noticed someone else enter the room.

Sitting up, Su Huan laid his arm on the second-floor railing, his firm muscle lines tapering into a slim waistline.

From the bed on the second floor, looking down, the woman's smile was slightly stiff, but her quivering gray-blue eyes bore an offbeat allure, like an innocent enchantress, seemingly innocuous but unable to conceal that soft allure.

Previously only glimpsing her back, it was also Su Huan's first time seeing Shu Wei like this.

From his vantage point, he could clearly see her body lines.

Her waist was very slender, a point he knew better than anyone, standing there with decorum yet exuding a sculptured figure.

Unlike Yu Yue, Shu Wei seemed wholly blossomed as a woman, lacking in softness with each part bearing sharp beauty, an impressive allure.

This was the most tempting woman Su Huan deemed he had ever seen in both his lifetimes combined.

The recently hardworking train conductor could not suppress his aesthetic inclination.

With a voice carrying a trace of deep magnetism, "If nothing else, I'll allow this audacity of yours."

The woman parted her delicate red lips, remained silent, and stood firmly in the room.

Seeing her reaction, Su Huan's elongated eyes squinted into a slit.

Two husky words rolled from his throat.

"Come up."

The regular dawn had already sufficed; with her, the train conductor wanted to try something new.

The bluish glow of electricity reflected the woman's ashen complexion.

An unavoidable fear crept into her eyes, "Can we change to something else? Whatever the conductor likes, I can..."

Su Huan chuckled coldly, "You brought this on yourself."

Grasping her supple waist, the morning work began.

Inside the half-closed door, cold light flashed.

Mixed with the woman's interrupted wails.

...

Two hours later, the fully satisfied train conductor began a new day's work.

The train maintained a steady speed of 5 segments, progressing smoothly towards Xiushui City.

That night, as the conductor was about to sleep, he felt a smooth touch entering his bed again.

The same tenderness, the same affection.

Having exerted himself half the night, hearing footsteps downstairs, Su Huan's eyelids quivered.

Realizing he wouldn't sleep tonight.

However, as a Tier Two Evolver, a couple of extra shifts wasn't a big issue.

Just some inevitable resentment in his heart, his hand being a bit heavy.

The professional secretary silently gritted her teeth to endure.

...

The next day, another overtime shift.

The conductor's mood was somewhat gloomy.

Methods grew increasingly ruthless.

...

Third day, overtime.

Sixth day, overtime…

Seventh day, the secretary broke down.

The conductor still couldn't rest.

...

"February 24, water calms."

"You need to step out of your comfort zone appropriately."