Chapter 542 - 284: "Let the magnificent debut of the miracle begin."_6

The Viper Unmanned Combat Aircraft has exhausted its ammunition, and the copper ore is depleted as well.

Completely out of resources.

If we really need iron ore, we can squeeze out a bit, by consuming the refrigerator or a few carriages including Carriage 15, or open a temporary high-priced purchase in Neon City, but... it’s all futile now.

The most important thing is the armor level isn’t sufficient!

cannons and 41 unmanned aircraft aren’t enough to suppress the firepower of 1000 Level 19 zombies. Many zombies will charge against the fire and engage in close combat with the train, the train armor can’t withstand that many zombies.

If we don’t immediately declare retreat, the somewhat notorious Fixed Star might end up buried here anonymously.

All of the over 6000 residents on Fixed Star will die.

"Train Captain..."

Ai, who was standing nearby, opened his mouth, wanting to say something but unable to articulate it. He realized he didn’t know how to comfort people. Master Mang was always full of vitality, never needing consolation, and when in real need of comfort, he found himself speechless.

Those zombies in the distance weren’t fast, even very slow, forming an encircling formation, attacking Fixed Star gradually.

"It’s okay."

Chen Mang lit a cigarette and casually tossed the lighter onto the table. After a brief silence, he softly said, "I’ve failed many times in my life, but every time I can get back up, that’s why I’m not afraid of failure."

"Failure is the norm in life, success is only occasional."

"No real loss, just a loss of some resources, let everyone hurry back; as long as the green hills remain, one need not fear the lack of firewood."

"Ready to retreat."

"Just an inheritor of a Mechanical Civilization, honestly, I don’t care that much."

Just then——

"Master Mang!"

Biaozi pushed the door open, rasping with reddened eyes, "Not a complete failure yet. As long as we can get through this and kill all these Level 19 zombies within the time limit, we count as successful in our mission!"

"We haven’t lost yet!"

"All guards, request deployment!"

"Kill them?"

Chen Mang lifted his eyelids and glanced at Biaozi, speaking softly.

"Iron ore, depleted."

"Copper ore, depleted."

"Everything that could be used is used up; it’s time to leave the table."

"That’s 1000 Level 19 zombies. Even the strongest monsters in the red zone are only Level 18. These monsters can only be encountered in the golden zone. How do you plan to kill these 1000 zombies in 15 minutes?"

"Relying on Zhang Yi and Zhang Er’s Pope’s Mecha?"

"Relying on you? You all can’t even break through their defenses."

"Stay steady. Don’t act like it’s life or death after one failure. We’re not like before. Failing once doesn’t mean death. Fixed Star can afford to lose now. What is called foundation, foundation means after failing, you aren’t lacking the capital to start over."

"Preparing to go home."

Saying that.

Chen Mang shook his head, didn’t say much, just glanced at the encircling Corpse Tide approaching, ready to confirm abandonment and leave this Adventure Map.

"There’s a chance!"

Biaozi shouted urgently and hastily, "Master Mang, there’s a chance. Did you forget how you killed those rabbits last time? Use the Gate of Space, use the Gate of Space to kill these zombies!"

"These zombies are the same size as normal ones; the train can fully contain them."

"As long as you kill all these zombies, we will win!"

"The mission hasn’t completely failed."

"Gate of Space?"

Chen Mang turned to look at Biaozi and laughed lightly, "Last time there were only a few rabbits; here there are 1000, and I only have one opportunity; «Space Stasis» can’t be used twice in a short period."

"You’re telling me to push 1000 Level 19 zombies into Fixed Star?"

"Do you think all zombies will stupidly rush into Fixed Star and just attack the train armor outside, or should I bring them in?"

"By then, everyone will die."

But soon, the smile on his face gradually froze; he knew what Biaozi meant, gazing at the approaching zombies and Biaozi’s fierce eyes filled with unwillingness and entreaty. He paused, sighed lightly, and picked up the walkie-talkie on the table.

Honestly speaking, he was a bit unwilling too...

Although this plan is risky if it succeeds, it won’t be a failure; it will be a turnaround of the crisis.

"All train residents, immediately enter Neon City."

"All guard members, follow your captain’s orders, disembark!"

Chen Mang’s voice echoed throughout the Fixed Star train.

Biaozi, who was kneeling on the ground, immediately climbed up, his bloodshot eyes staring at Master Mang as he grinned and said hoarsely, "Master Mang, thanks for being willing to gamble, Fixed Star won’t lose."

"In the past, it didn’t happen; now it won’t; it will never happen."

"Fixed Star is invincible!"

With that, he strode out of the train room, and by now, all three team captains were already gathered outside the train room.

"Listen to my command!"

Biaozi took the briefcase Mountain Cat handed him and shouted, "Lure all zombies into the carriages; don’t let a single one escape!"

In the next moment——

As the zombies were about to encircle Fixed Star.

The Fixed Star train moved, all doors opened wide, completely unguarded; all residents had already returned to Neon City at maximum speed. Once «Space Stasis» ends, they are responsible for pushing the zombies inside the carriages into the Gate of Space.

"Seems like there’s indeed no room for losing..."

Chen Mang lit a cigarette, looked outside at Biaozi and others rushing off the train, and at the approaching Corpse Tide and muttered to himself. He could accept failure once, but it seems like the people below would rather die than accept Fixed Star failure.

At some point.

Fixed Star had already become the sole faith for many in Doomsday, many people simply couldn’t bear to see their faith collapse.

Fixed Star won’t lose.

Even if it were losing... they’d die before Fixed Star.

Since that’s the case.

Then let’s give it a try, although the failure rate is high... the success rate isn’t low.

"Ai, assess the success rate of this plan."

"100%."

"Tsk."

Chen Mang sat back on the chair again, took 112,000 units of iron ore from the remaining 120,000 units, and crafted two brand new Level 10 «Gate of Space», looking at the Absolute Defense train stunt on the control panel screen with a laugh.

"You’ve learned to lie already."

"I didn’t lie, Fixed Star won’t lose."

"Thank you for the blessing, but... still 14 minutes left, we need to speed up."

Chen Mang looked at the control panel screen, quickly scanning through the remaining foundation of the train, and muttered to himself.

"Since everyone wants to see a miracle happen."

"Then——"

"Let the miracle grandly take center stage."