The darkness swallowed the entire city like a tide, waves crashing along the shoreline, with undercurrents surging underneath.
The Infinite Train quietly parked in the maintenance section of the civil defense works, engine off, lights completely extinguished. Everyone on board deliberately lowered their breathing sounds. Inside the carriages, only the faint red glow on the dashboard occasionally flickered, illuminating the tense faces of everyone inside. Even Ding Junyi stopped his actions, standing with his hands in his pockets, waiting for a response from the darkness.
This is often the most dangerous moment.
Chen Sixuan stood by the observation window in the cockpit, staring into the depths of the tunnel through night vision equipment. Over there was the passage to the main track.
