Doomsday Mechanic: My Train Can Be Modified Infinitely

"Go on," Wang Zhengyang said, tossing the phone back to Rajish.

Rajesh frantically caught the phone and continued, "We...we were collecting protection money in Chinatown when we received this message and rushed over immediately. Fifty thousand euros! The Iron Hand has put a fifty thousand euro bounty on Andre's head! We thought that if we could capture him, we could get the bounty, and maybe even make connections with the Iron Hand..."

Where might Andrei be hiding?

"The text message only said 'at the dock,' not the exact location. But we guess... we guess he might be at that abandoned hydrological observation station in the west. It's secluded, easy to hide, and offers a view of most of the dock area, making it convenient for observation." Rajesh said, secretly observing Wang Zhengyang's reaction. "I... that's all I know! Really! Spare my life, and I'll get out of Berlin right now and never come back!"

Wang Zhengyang remained silent for a few seconds.

Then, he raised his left hand.

"puff!"

The bullet entered Rajish's forehead. The greedy Indian thug didn't even have time to let out a final scream before he fell straight down, his eyes still open in terror, but devoid of life.

Wang Zhengyang didn't stop. He turned around and pointed his gun at the last skinny man named Raju.

Raju was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, unable to even beg for mercy. He just trembled uncontrollably, his face streaked with tears and snot. He looked at Wang Zhengyang with pleading eyes.

But Wang Zhengyang's gaze remained unwavering.

Kill to silence, leave no trace. This is one of the survival rules of the apocalypse. Letting this witness leave alive will only bring endless trouble. Raju saw him use his powers to control the gun, saw the entire murder, and absolutely cannot be allowed to live.

"puff."

Another soft sound. A bloody hole appeared on Raju's forehead. His body twitched twice, then remained still.

At this point, all four members of Rajish's gang were wiped out.

Wang Zhengyang then looked at Natasha.

The girl remained standing there, arms crossed over her chest, her body trembling slightly. She looked at Wang Zhengyang with a complex expression—fear, gratitude, and wariness. Half of her face was still swollen, her long blonde hair was somewhat disheveled, her jacket was ripped open, and she looked utterly wretched, but her bright blue eyes remained resolute.

Then, her eyes suddenly changed.

It was a look that said, "I recognize something."

"You..." Natasha's voice hesitated, "Your eyes... I've seen you before. In the supermarket parking lot, you were with a Chinese girl."

Wang Zhengyang did not deny it. He took off his mask, revealing his true face.

Natasha's pupils contracted slightly. Although they had only met once, she had clearly remembered the face—just as Wang Zhengyang had remembered her.

"It was you," she said softly, her tone tinged with complexity. "That day you recognized my skills as military-grade."

"Did your father teach you that?" Wang Zhengyang asked directly.

Natasha was silent for a few seconds, then nodded. "Yes. You...you know my father?"

"Andrey Sokolov, a former Ukrainian special forces sergeant, is now a retired mercenary," Wang Zhengyang said calmly. "The Iron Hand has offered a 50,000 euro bounty for his head because he has evidence of their crimes and because he is seeking revenge for his wife."

Natasha's eyes instantly reddened. She bit her lip, trying hard not to let the tears fall: "Mom...Mom was killed by them."

"I know." Wang Zhengyang's voice remained calm, but less cold. "Where is your father?"

"I...I don't know." Natasha shook her head, her voice choked with emotion. "We agreed to meet here tonight. He said he had something important to tell me. But I waited for a long time and he didn't come...I was worried something had happened to him, so I sneaked in to look for him. And then..."

As a result, they ran into Rajish's gang.

Wang Zhengyang pondered for a few seconds.

Andrei possesses evidence of the Iron Fist's crimes and is being hunted. Rescuing and subduing such a man would be a tremendous asset to the Train Plan. Furthermore, judging from Natasha's skills and character—calm, resilient, principled, and professionally trained—her father is likely even stronger. Once he accepts you, he will be a loyal partner.

More importantly, Wang Zhengyang's train plan requires combat personnel. He, Li Ming, and Chen Yishang alone are not enough. In the apocalypse, a mobile fortress needs a professional escort team. Andrei and his former mercenary brothers are excellent candidates. In peacetime, such manpower is hard to find.

But to do that, first you need to find Andrei, save him, and then... make him owe you a huge favor.

"Your father might be at the hydrological observation station," Wang Zhengyang said. "You wait here and don't wander off. I have some things to take care of, then I'll take you to a safe place. After that, I'll go find your father."

"Are you going to see my father?" Natasha asked eagerly. "I'm going too! I—"

"You'll only be a hindrance if you go," Wang Zhengyang interrupted bluntly. "Wait here, or find a more secluded place to hide. If I'm not back in an hour, you'd better leave the dock."

"I won't hold you back!" Natasha's voice suddenly hardened. "You've seen what I'm capable of. I'm trained; I can fight. And... that's my father!"

Wang Zhengyang looked at her. The girl's eyes no longer held fear, only an almost stubborn determination. He remembered her decisiveness and courage in protecting Uncle Chen in the parking lot.

"Can you drive?" he suddenly asked.

Natasha paused for a moment, then nodded: "Yes. My dad taught me; I could drive in Ukraine when I was 15. I can drive trucks too."

This answer stirred something in Wang Zhengyang's heart.

"Okay," he said. "Then come with me. But follow my instructions and don't act on your own."

"I promise," Natasha said immediately.

Wang Zhengyang put his mask back on and turned to walk towards the warehouse area. Natasha followed closely behind, her steps light and her movements agile—clearly, she had been trained and knew how to operate covertly at night.

Wang Zhengyang moved quickly through the thick fog, with Natasha following three steps behind him. The distance from the East District to the warehouse area was about 800 meters, and they arrived in just five minutes. This was only because they had to avoid the occasional patrols—Zhang Yiqiang's men had clearly increased their vigilance, probably because they had heard faint gunfire coming from the East District (although silencers were used, there was still some sound in the quiet night).

Wang Zhengyang lay in wait atop a shipping container, observing downwards. Natasha also silently climbed up and lay down beside him, her movements as professional as a veteran.