Apocalypse: I Built the Infinite Train-Chapter 155: Resistance

The Iron Guard Brigade 52, a heavily armored interstellar military composite brigade, boasted formidable combat power. However, under the oppressive presence of that colossal sky creature, their overwhelming firepower felt as futile as striking a towering mountain—leaving them with a sense of helplessness.

Buzz—!

A deep, resonant sound reverberated through the sky, shaking the clouds apart and sending violent tremors through the air.

The atmospheric mica, towering like a mountain, gradually emerged from the dissipating clouds, revealing the majestic edges of its bell rim as it slowly drifted toward the spaceport.

Inside the Warhawk Aerial Gunship, the pilot stared at the massive silhouette looming in the darkness, cold sweat running down his face. Gritting his teeth, he shouted:

“Target successfully locked onto us! All flight units, retreat immediately!”

Boom!

A brilliant blue electromagnetic beam streaked past the cockpit, just as the radar blared frantically with alarms:

"Unidentified biological entity detected approaching! Unidentified biological entity detected approaching!"

Damn it!!!

The pilot desperately pulled the aircraft up, the Warhawk Gunship’s engines roaring. But before he could even turn, a massive tentacle came crashing down from above!

From within the misty airspace behind them, an atmospheric jellyfish suddenly darted forward at high speed. Its tentacles swept across viciously—

The CIWS (Close-In Weapon System) on the gunship blazed for a few seconds, but in the next instant, the entire aircraft was obliterated in an explosion!

BOOM!!!

A massive fireball engulfed the sky.

"Warhawk-03 is down! Warhawk-03 is down!"

"Engage aerial situational awareness! Emergency evasive maneuvers!"

"IT'S BEHIND US!!!"

RATATATATATA!!

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Four blinding electromagnetic railgun blasts shot into the sky, shattering several black-winged eerie entities. However, more grotesque flying creatures began emerging from the clouds, swarming toward them.

Meanwhile, as the earthquake from earlier subsided, all the zombies on the ground seemed to grow even more frenzied.

"General! Our aerial formations have suffered heavy losses! Sector D is on the verge of collapse!"

On the high walls, Vice Commander Ma Xiaotang, his face streaked with blood, had already fought to the brink of madness.

"What about Bai Shuang’s team?!"

"They're still loading! There are too many people!"

Zhang Dingzhong turned back. In the plaza, most of the survivor vehicles had already entered the Ascending Track Hall, leaving behind only corpses of fallen soldiers and civilians.

A blizzard howled, mixing red blood with white snow, painting a scene of tragic devastation.

His gaze shifted to the endless zombie tide swarming from the city. With a grave expression, he muttered:

"These monsters... they’ve gone completely insane."

"Yeah... but why?" Ma Xiaotang said hastily. "It's like they KNOW we're evacuating! Every time we speed up the process, they get even more aggressive! It’s the same in the sky, underground—EVERYTHING is coming at us!"

Another officer chimed in:

"Could it be that the zombies and the bugs can actually predict our movements?!"

"We encountered the same thing in Maple City, Chong’an, and Xinglong. Every time our forces move in large numbers, we’re met with even larger-scale attacks. It's like some kind of nightmare!"

Zhang Dingzhong's gaze sharpened:

"The more desperate the enemy, the more they want to wipe us out—this only proves that our resistance MATTERS."

Inside the Ascending Track Hall

The traction cables for all four trains were now fully connected, with only a few remaining vehicles still loading.

Inside the Silver Star’s high-level management carriage, a dozen well-dressed executives sat in a tense emergency meeting.

"The engineering team has pre-checked the Horizon Clamp System’s condition. I propose that if the system detects any anomalies during the ascent, we must IMMEDIATELY cut the rear traction cables—to ensure the safety of everyone aboard!"

A middle-aged man of noble bearing spoke first.

"I second this."

"Agreed."

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Jian Zeyang raised his hand as well, then turned to Jian Xuwei, who held the final decision-making authority.

"Sis, we’ve done everything we can. If something goes wrong, it means the plan itself was flawed. Using an emergency failsafe is the most logical choice."

Jian Xuwei remained silent for a moment, her expression slightly tense:

"I just discussed this with Captain Lin of the Infinite Train. He suggested that if the clamp system’s high-voltage threshold doesn't exceed 30%, we should NOT cut the traction cables."

"30%?!?!"

"That’s TOO risky! Even 15% is already pushing it!"

"Exactly!"

The executives murmured in protest.

Jian Zeyang scowled. "HE suggested it?! What gives him the right?! Infinite Train is carrying the lightest load among all four trains! Their setup is a joke! They’re running a rusty gas turbine locomotive—completely obsolete! It’s useless!"

"Chairwoman, we can't take that kind of risk..."

"Yeah, this is madness!"

Many board members voiced their opposition.

Jian Xuwei’s cold gaze swept across the room:

"Your concerns are valid. However, let’s make one thing clear—Silver Star will deploy a special air defense squad to suppress the airborne threats. That will buy us enough time to safely enter the high-altitude corridor."

She paused, then asked:

"Now, who among you is willing to lead this glorious mission?"

The room fell silent.

The executives glanced around nervously, some swallowing hard, others avoiding eye contact as Jian Xuwei’s gaze swept across the room.

"Zeyang."

Jian Xuwei’s eyes landed on Jian Zeyang. He froze immediately.

"Do you know what made Fingal Group so successful?"

Jian Zeyang opened his mouth but quickly looked away.

Jian Xuwei smirked coldly, rising to her feet. Her piercing gaze swept across the board members.

"Success comes from continuous progress. It also comes from the dedication of our 500,000 employees worldwide.

A business that only clings to its foundations will never thrive. Human civilization advances through courage. With success comes failure. With ambition comes sacrifice.

The traction cable behind our train carries the lives of 4,000 people.

These lives were bought with the blood of the fallen Iron Guard soldiers outside. We are entrusted with their final chance at survival.

This is an adventure. And every adventure requires courage."

She let the words settle before continuing:

"Some have already stepped forward to bear this burden for you.

Do not feel ashamed—just do your part."

A heavy silence filled the carriage.

"Notify the engineering team." Jian Xuwei turned, her high heels clicking against the floor as she strode forward.

"The rear traction cables can only be severed under MY direct authorization."

Meanwhile, the emergency team worked swiftly to finish loading the last few vehicles onto the traction platforms.

Hundreds of lost and injured survivors were being transferred onto the Iron Guard’s intercontinental train.

"Team Leader Bai, we’re almost ready." Wei Kexue tapped furiously on his computer. "The four train engines are running test cycles. The corridors are clear. Spaceport radar shows the atmospheric jellyfish moving away from the high-altitude corridor."

Bai Shuang nodded:

"Notify all convoys and team members. As soon as the Iron Guard and security personnel evacuate—WE MOVE!"

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Outside the Ascending Track Hall, the battle raged on. Explosions and gunfire shook the air, the deafening roars of battle merging with the howling wind.

Inside the hall, however, all survivor convoys had already driven onto the traction platforms.

Fear and tension spread through the crowd like wildfire.

Sitting inside an off-road vehicle, Shu Qin clenched her hands tightly, her gaze shifting between the long line of vehicles and trains and the steeply rising Ascending Passage ahead. Her expression was grim.

Beside her, Old Mo, Xu Pu, and the others were equally tense.

All the trains were fully powered up, their engines humming as they prepared for departure.

Many survivors inside both the trains and vehicles pressed their faces against the windows, staring at the massive convoy stretching endlessly before them—

It looked like an army of ants, disappearing into the distance. Their hearts pounded faster in anxiety.

Aboard the Infinite Train

In the cockpit, Lin Xian and Chen Sixuan stood side by side, staring at the massive Ascending Passage leading into the sky.

Their expressions were tight with anticipation.

"Are we about to depart?"

"Waiting on the emergency team’s final coordination."

"The Iron Guard hasn’t fully withdrawn yet..."

Lin Xian's gaze sharpened. "The Iron Guard’s intercontinental train is staying at the rear to facilitate their evacuation."

Chen Sixuan sighed. "There are so many people... Once we reach Jiazhou City, things should be safer, right?"

Lin Xian shook his head. "I wouldn’t be so sure. Jiazhou is just as big as Yubei. Even if it isn’t surrounded by zombies in an endless Polar Night Siege, it’s unlikely to be any better. In fact, we may need to avoid large cities entirely moving forward."

The scale of this eerie entity assault was nothing short of cataclysmic.

It shook Lin Xian to his core, just as Apocalypse Day had years ago.

And worse—he was beginning to suspect something disturbing:

The Nightmare Creatures didn’t seem like mindless beasts.

It was as if they had an agenda—

A coordinated effort to exterminate humanity.

Old Mo and Wei Kexue’s words echoed in his mind.

If they followed their original route and successfully reached the Oceanic Rail, they’d still need to consider future travel logistics.

If they continued on land, they’d have to upgrade their train for all-terrain traversal.

If they risked the oceanic tracks, they’d need to prepare for even worse threats—

Because whatever lurked in the endless abyss of the dark sea... would be far more terrifying.

Chen Sixuan’s voice pulled him back. "No one expected Yubei’s situation to be this severe."

Lin Xian’s expression remained grim. "If we want to upgrade the train’s mobility, we have two choices:

One, we go through Jiazhou and take the Northeast Route toward the Phoenix Dawn Center.

Two, we stick to our original plan and follow the Huanxing Line to Xingcheng.

But... the remnants of the Old Federation Government might not welcome us."