Movie Savior

Chapter 402: Wilford stopped and surrendered immediately! (2/2)

Chapter 402 Wilford stopped and surrendered immediately! (twenty two)

Inside the Snow Country Train.

The atmosphere is completely different from when I first got on the bus a few days ago.

The passengers in business class no longer have the chance to escape from the apocalypse and continue to enjoy it, but they are all uneasy.

I was afraid that instead of being the lucky one in the apocalypse, I would be an unlucky person who got on a pirate ship.

The windows on both sides of the train were guarded by these well-dressed people at all times, and their eyes were staring at the snow-covered world outside. They didn't feel relieved until they were sure that it was indeed still cold outside.

"The temperature outside is now -7°C, back to the previous standard again."

"It seems that Wilford didn't lie to us..."

While they were observing the outside world.

Nangong Minsu and his wife, who come here every day to check the equipment, are also watching the movements and expressions of these passengers, and they are thinking about how to leave the train safely.

Nangong Minsu is now sure that what Wilford said is false.

It is clearly the end of the extreme cold, how can boiling water be poured from the sky?

And that blue light in the sky...

He has made up his mind that when the train returns to California in North America, if the city is in good condition, he will find a way to get his wife off the train there and return to a civilized society to produce.

If the situation is not good, give birth on the train, and then find a way to send the wife out.

The oppressive atmosphere on the train has made his wife and himself unbearable.

He is usually a calm person, but now there is always an uncontrollable anger in his heart, and he wants to beat people in addition to being irritable...

And at the rear of the train.

The last carriage.

The situation here is the complete opposite.

Now there is only a patch of hungry people lying on the ground.

In this closed compartment, they are like forgotten people, no one pays attention to them.

Even the soldiers who were in charge of suppressing them didn't show up for a few days after getting in the car, as if they didn't care about their life or death.

The more than 1,200 people in the carriage have already cursed from the very beginning, to begging for mercy, to begging, cursing, begging again...

The cycle goes back and forth.

People who never got a reply finally stopped making any efforts.

Everyone hides on the ground and uses sleep to reduce the consumption of the body and relieve various negative states caused by hunger.

The faintly lit cabin is full of foul odors, and even some rotten smells, like something has rotted...

Wow!

When he realized this, Curtis woke up suddenly and got up from the cold floor.

He turned his head and looked in the direction where the smell came from.

I could vaguely see several people lying there.

Guru~

Maybe the action just now was too violent, the consumption was too large, and the stomach was upset at the wrong time.

"Where does the taste come from?"

Someone once said that the smell of decayed corpses is a strong and special smell, so special that everyone will understand what the reason is when they smell it.

Especially the smell from the corrupted human corpse...

Whether this statement is correct or not, Curtis does not know.

But he confirmed the taste.

Unlike excrement and various sweat, body, and foot odors, this smell is a thousand times stronger than them, making people sick to the stomach.

Hoo!

He forced himself to stand up.

Step by step, he walked to the source of the smell.

It was a middle-aged man, clutching his heart, his eyes were still round, and he didn't blink for a long time. Under his clothes, there seemed to be a bit of white creeping.

Curtis sat down directly, leaned against the wall, stared at the man and fell into contemplation.

do not know when.

Several people gathered around him.

There are men, women, and old people...

Everyone stared at the corpse of the middle-aged man with round eyes, silent.

Guru~

His stomach growled again.

But this time, several sounds overlapped.

The man next to Curtis quietly stretched out his hand and touched the corpse on the ground little by little. His eyes were still fixed on the wriggling white, and his **** formed a gesture that Nangong Minxiu hated, as if he wanted to. Pinch the white thing up.

Other people stared at his palm and didn't say anything, but the standing position was vaguely surrounded by a circle, and the man's body was in the center...

"Wow~~~"

The baby's cry sounded abruptly, resounding like thunder in the silent and dim carriage.

The man who stretched out his hand gave a swoosh and quickly retracted it, as if an elongated rubber was rebounding.

Someone glared angrily in the direction where the cry came from, and his heart was filled with irritability.

"What to do with his body?"

"We can't watch the corpse go on like this..."

"This will make us sick."

"Have you dealt with it?"

"Yeah, we figured out a way to deal with it, right?"

How to deal with it?

All skipped this question.

After everyone was discussing, the stomach grumbled again, which was stronger than any time before.

Someone walked towards the corpse, but just after taking the first step, there was a sound.

Huhuhu~

That voice is rhythmic and more familiar.

After a while, someone remembered:

"It's a helicopter!"

"There's a helicopter approaching us outside!"

"Hey! Help!"

The power burst out from nowhere, but someone was able to knock on the wall of the carriage with great force, while shouting loudly.

Curtis also rushed to the wall, pulled up a handle, turned it, and opened a hole that was only a little bigger than his arm.

The cold wind blows in.

But the sound of the helicopter is also clearer.

Curtis rushed his face up, faced the cutting of the wind and snow, and tried to open his eyes to look out, and sure enough, he saw a blurred silhouette of a helicopter...

the same moment.

People in business class were also surprised.

They have a much better view than Curtis, with transparent windows on both sides.

"Helicopter!"

"It's police equipment!"

"Did they come to us?"

"Where's Mr. Wilford? Find him!"

"Tell Wilford!"

Claude put down his work, glanced at the police helicopter outside the window, and quickly walked to the number one compartment under the urging of everyone.

In fact, without her notice, Wilford had already learned of the arrival of the helicopter through surveillance.

The sound of the helicopter approaching was so loud that even he could hear it.

"I'm Constable Harris! I'm asking you, Wilford, to stop right now! Release all the hostages you've taken, stop your terrorist acts, and lay down your weapons!"

The big horn on the police helicopter kept repeating this sentence, and the sound even overshadowed the sound of the rotor running. I don't know where they got such a big horn...

Wilford sighed.

The plan is completely beyond his control...

The global cooling plan is a big gamble.

There are too many uncertain factors, and the probability of failure is very high.

Wilford knew this long ago.

But he really didn't expect that this plan had just begun, and it was already crooked to this point.

The temperature did not drop, and even abnormally hot rain started to fall. Passengers became more and more suspicious of the future of the apocalypse. When they wanted to leave the train, the soldiers were not so obedient...

Now even the police are coming to the door by helicopter.

He just wanted to drive the train in peace in the apocalypse, why is it so difficult?

Wilford sighed, and was about to leave the No. 1 carriage to comfort the passengers outside. If he guessed correctly, those people must have exploded like a hornet's nest that fell to the ground.

In fact, he was right.

The outside really exploded.

"Did he just say terrorists?!"

"He definitely said it!"

"Wilford is just a hostage-taking terrorist!"

"He's not a savior at all!"

The helicopter outside awakened the desire of all passengers for a civilized society.

Who would be willing to live on a train for the rest of their lives if they were not convinced that the world would end?

No matter how good life is on this train, can it be better than their life outside?

Amid the hustle and bustle, the door of the No. 1 carriage opened.

Wilford walked past Claude, who was about to call the door, and walked quickly to the carriage where the passengers gathered:

"Quiet!"

's energetic voice instantly calmed the audience.

As soon as the Lord came, the people who had just been so outspoken didn't dare to put two more farts.

Wilford was also relieved.

The people he selected were all former partners of Wilford Industries. These people were convinced of his power and capital, so they followed him into the car, and now they are deterred by his gentle words.

The police helicopter representing order evokes these people's desire to return to the outside world, but also evokes their memories of Wilford Industries.

These people no longer dared to launch a crusade-style riot to demand confrontation as they did last time.

As a super industrial group, Wilford Industries wants to run over these people outside, as simple as stepping on ants.

Passengers are reminded of this.

Even if they return to the outside society, they cannot be the opponents of Wilford Industries.

Kidnapping?

Don't look at the cheers of the helicopters outside. Judging from their experience, I am afraid that as long as Wilford goes out and operates a little, all of them will become passengers who voluntarily get on the bus to experience the first opening of the luxury line.

So the passengers calmed down all of a sudden.

Whether Wilford is a real terrorist or just playing a doomsday survival game on the train, they have to stay...

"Look at the temperature outside, it's already minus seven degrees, and what month is it now?"

Wilford spoke again.

"July." Someone answered.

"That's right!" Wilford snorted coldly, "It's only July, has such an abnormally low temperature ever occurred in the winter of South America before?"

Everyone was silent, but they knew in their hearts that most parts of South America would not be able to reach this low temperature.

Even if it is winter in the southern hemisphere.

Wilford continued:

"The temperature will only get lower and lower, the climate will only get more and more abnormal, and the people outside are just doing their last struggle!"

"The end of the extreme cold will definitely come, and the humans who emit CW-7 will suffer the consequences..."

…

The police helicopter was flying at a similar speed to the Snowpiercer.

on board.

A police officer is using binoculars to observe the situation inside the train.

"Wilford was talking to the others, and their expressions seemed to be struggling...why didn't they fight Wilford?"

"I didn't see Wilford's personal soldiers at the scene..."

The driver was wearing headphones, listening to the voice of his companion, and wanted to turn his head to take a look.

But in the next second, out of the corner of his vision, he saw a car suddenly emerge from the road, just like them, in the wind and snow, quickly catching up with the train, almost running in parallel with the train.

Then, before he could react, a person stuck out the window of the car with a cylindrical thing on his shoulder...

The pilot twitched with fright, and the helicopter shook.

"What's the matter?" The companion put down the telescope, grabbed his seat, and asked in surprise.

"There!" The driver pointed and wanted to continue.

But no need.

The man who came out of the car pulled the trigger!

An object spewed flames and flew towards the train on the track along the trajectory!

"rocket missile!"

"They're going to blow up the train!"

It was too late to think more, and the two of them only had this idea in their hearts.

There is no way.

They could only watch the rockets approaching the train at high speed, and they came into contact with the train almost instantly!

boom!

A loud bang!

"Boom... eh?"

The police officer was about to scream, but found that the train did not explode.

The rocket didn't explode either.

That guy ran out of fuel and stuck straight into the last car of the train like a thick feathered arrow.

Uh……

"It's a dud!"

The policeman was a little embarrassed. He seemed a little embarrassed when he saw the car that fired the rockets. He looked at the tube in his hand as if he was suspicious of life, then silently retracted his seat and quickly disappeared in another way.

"Report immediately!"

The two police officers reported the situation at the same time.

Curtis in the last carriage was frightened to death.

Just now, his whole face was stuck on the round hole, and before he even looked at the helicopter outside, he found a fiery red bright spot rapidly approaching him.

Almost instinctively, he retracted his head to ask.

Then there was a thud!

The rocket was in the middle of the round hole, the fat belly was stuck, and only the pointed head got into the carriage...

As long as it slows down by 0.1 second, a big hole will be opened in his head!

The loud noise and vibration from the impact of the rockets woke up more people, and many of those lying unconscious on the ground sat up in a daze.

"Someone came to save us!"

"I just heard, there are police outside!"

"The police are here to save us!"

"hold onto……"

There were many voices in the carriage, but most of them were joyful.

Hungry here for days, they finally saw hope of getting out of trouble.

Nobody noticed.