Chapter 179 This Is Not Our Subway

The surroundings suddenly became pitch dark, and Chen Ke noticed that even the lights on the dashboard of the cab could not be seen.

The passengers screamed in fear, and some kept asking what to do.

The body of the car shook violently, as if it was out of control and sliding on the track. The harsh noise of the wheels and rails rubbing against each other came from the window.

In the completely dark environment, Chen Ke's vision was only left with the countdown of his life, as if the TV was tuned to an empty channel.

The speed of the car body was dropping sharply, and the huge inertia caused many people to fall to the ground. Chen Ke barely stood up against the glass window of the cab.

He took out his mobile phone and illuminated it with the weak screen light. He saw that the body of the subway was shedding its skin. The smooth white wall seemed to have a skin disease and was peeling off rapidly on a large scale, replaced by red rust and black iron plates.

Under his feet, this strange change was also spreading rapidly. The black mottled marks and rust were like spreading cancer cells, swallowing up the entire carriage. Except for Chen Ke himself, no one noticed this strange phenomenon.

A red light came from the tunnel ahead, and the subway was finally coming to the station again. However, with the help of the weak light, you can see that a scrapped subway train blocked the way in the passage in front of the station.

At this speed, the only outcome is a rear-end collision.

Chen Ke took a deep breath, silently wished the two drivers good rewards, then exerted force on his thighs, grabbed the handrail, and ran forward.

While running, he shouted: "Everyone run to the back, there will be a collision in front!"

Even with such shouting, everyone was immersed in terror. Many people remained indifferent, holding the handrail tightly and closing their eyes. The black old man who was called Chen Ke to control his emotions just now kept saying "God bless".

Chen Ke had no time to grab the people around him and run together, otherwise he would probably die with them in this carriage. At the critical moment of life and death, survival can only rely on oneself. For those who choose to sit there and wait for heroes to help, Chen Ke can only wish them good luck.

Some people were able to control their emotions. At Chen Ke's urging, they ran to the back carriage together. He kept shouting and patted the shoulders of people around him as he passed by. This was the only thing he could do in this situation.

"Ahhhh!!! Save me, save me!" A white woman suddenly cried and hugged Chen Ke's thigh.

Chen Ke frowned, and without thinking, a murderous aura suddenly poured into the woman's head. She only felt something soften at her feet, and then collapsed to the ground.

In order to prevent her from being trampled to death, Chen Ke bent down and grabbed her arm and threw her on the seat beside him. It was not fast to run with an unconscious person.

"Diana! Can you hear me?" Chen Ke shouted to Diana as he walked forward with the crowd.

He didn't know how many carriages would be affected after the collision, so he could only keep walking to the back carriage. If Diana took others to the opposite direction at this time, it would easily cause trampling and congestion.

In the dark, a little bit of movement will make people sensitive and nervous, and excessive sensitivity and nervousness will cause confusion.

In dangerous situations, chaos means death.

"Chen Ke? What happened?" Diana's voice came from afar.

"It's going to crash! Hurry back..." Chen Ke said as he turned back, because the car no longer needed mobile phone lighting, the subway had already entered the station, and the red light from the platform shone through the window, shining on the terrified crowd.

As soon as the voice fell, a violent noise came from the car in front, followed by a shaking that made it impossible to stand.

Although this subway had slowed down when entering the station, it still crashed after all. Most of the car of the scrapped subway in front was still in the station. When the cars collided in a narrow place, they broke through the isolation wall under the squeeze of the cramped space and stuck into the platform.

Some people who were still in the previous car were immediately squeezed into meat paste. If that scene was written into a novel, it would definitely be 404.

Chen Ke was still running forward, because the fierce collision did not stop. Many people fell to the ground with shouts, or were thrown out by the huge inertia, their heads hit the handrails and windows and fainted, and some people had their ribs broken directly.

Chen Ke was lucky. He was knocked to the ground by the inertia at the first time, but soon he used his hands and feet to run a distance like a mad dog and climbed up. He did not hit anything and was not stepped on.

Fortunately, it was dark around and everyone was in a panic. No one saw his embarrassed look just now.

The aftershocks of the collision did not last long. The entire subway finally stopped after the front of the train and three carriages were damaged. Most people ran out of the death line. Of course, those who were not determined enough were not so lucky.

The rest of the people were all squeezed into the last three carriages, two of which stopped at the station entrance, and one was left in the dark tunnel.

The connection between the damaged door and the station was blocked, and the broken bead-shaped window powder on the ground was stepped on and made a crackling sound.

"Chen Ke! Chen Ke!" Diana's voice came from the front, sounding not far away.

Under the red light of the station, the faces of the survivors were entangled with fear and fatigue, and most of them were more or less scratched.

"Diana, how are you?" Chen Ke squeezed through the crowd and walked towards Diana.

Her left arm was still in a splint. Although she was in the last car and was the least affected, it was not very easy.

"It was really exciting just now, wasn't it... Are the people in the front car here?" Diana smiled bitterly.

"Most of them... I guess... there are still some left there..." Chen Ke pointed at the wreckage of the carriage that had been huddled together.

Diana sighed, knowing casualties were inevitable. Chen Ke patted her shoulder, then turned to study the platform.

There are no maggots at this station, but it looks more abandoned than the previous station. There is only one red warning light left, and it no longer flashes, so although it is a bit darker here, after adapting to the brightness I can also see the situation a little more clearly.

The ground was still covered in unknown black mud, and the pillars and walls were also dirty, as if no one had cleaned them in months.

Chen Ke turned his back and quietly activated his spiritual vision, his pupils changed from brown to blue. With him as the center, a circular scanning area with a diameter of about three hundred meters was formed.

First, the people in the carriage were all depicted with blue humanoid outlines. Even some survivors who were squeezed and deformed in the wreckage of the carriage were also depicted.

At least there were no other living creatures within his detection range, which meant that the survivors didn't have to worry about being attacked by monsters or anything else for the time being.

Of course, Chen Ke's spiritual vision can only detect humanoid objects. If he encounters any strange insects or man-eating plants, there is nothing he can do.

He also checked the window specifically. It was still difficult to get out from here because it was blocked by the separation wall, and he didn't have anything handy to break the broken glass.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered that Diana had a gun.

"Are there any survivors... We should rescue them..." A white man stood next to Chen Ke and said.

Chen Ke turned off his spiritual vision, turned around and glanced at the white man, said nothing, and turned to look for Diana.

Those who were crushed would die even if they were rescued. Without emergency medical treatment and uncertainty about what was going on above them, their chances of survival were slim.

"Diana... your gun, use your gun to break the window. We'd better get out." Chen Ke said.

"Outside? Do you think it's a good idea?" Diana wondered.

"Look, we have already crashed. If this is a city-wide crisis, maybe another subway will come to kiss us from behind later," Chen Ke said.

Without any reason, Diana walked to the window and fired a few shots, shattering the window into tiny pieces and creating a perfect exit.

Many of the passengers present heard gunshots at such a close distance for the first time. They covered their ears and squinted their eyes, like children waiting for spring thunder to explode.

"Okay." Diana turned to look at Chen Ke.

Chen Ke just noticed that the bullets fired by Diana's gun didn't seem to be psychic bullets, but ordinary ammunition. He was confused, but he didn't ask.

"Chen Ke, can you use a gun?" Diana asked.

"I can! I am a 511 member!" A black uncle in the crowd raised his hand.

"I am a killer..." Chen Ke said secretly.

"I'm sorry, I can't just give my gun to strangers." Diana explained to the black man, and then looked at Chen Ke.

"I've shot a few times at the shooting range, so it should be OK." Chen Ke said.

"Very good. My left arm is inconvenient and I can't load the bullet. It will be easier for you to hold it." Diana handed over the handle of the gun.

Chen Ke hesitated for a moment, but still held the revolver.

This is a Ruger LCR357 compact revolver. It can fire .357 Magnum bullets and 9mm pistol bullets by changing the magazine. The hammer is hidden, so you don’t have to worry about hanging it on your clothes, so it looks like other revolvers. The look is a little different.

Diana's gun is undoubtedly equipped with a Magnum magazine. It seems that these ladies like high-power weapons.

He turned the magazine open and emptied the cartridge case. He held one of the cartridges in his hand and looked at it carefully. It had a primer and was not a psychic weapon.

"I still have 12 rounds of ammunition, which should be enough." Diana said, taking out two revolver loaders from her arms and handing them to Chen Ke.

Chen Ke loaded the bullet, held the gun, and was the first to get out of the broken window.

When my feet stepped on the black mud, I expected it to be sticky, but it was unexpectedly hard, like an insect's carapace.

He had just inspected this place through his spiritual vision, so he asked other passengers to climb out of the carriage one by one through the windows.

Everyone was moving in an orderly manner, while Chen Ke observed the wreckage of the subway. The scene of the rust spreading just now still lingered in his mind. After getting down, he was more certain of his guess.

The appearance of the horizontal subway seemed to have been put aside for a long time. It was covered with dust and rust. Judging from the color and condition, this subway could never be the one he and Diana took at that time.

Chen Ke had a bad feeling.