Armed Train in the Apocalypse-Chapter 387 - 258: Black Kite’s Letter

Watching a beautiful woman undress is a pleasure.

Watching a cold-as-ice female secretary undress feels like a crime, but the pleasure is doubled.

Watching Shu Wei, enjoy the crime.

Su Huan casually walked to Shu Wei’s left side, placing a black tactical tablet on the table.

Shu Wei felt a slight unease.

Part of it came from the lack of physical cover, and part of it from the Black Kite’s letter.

It was written in Mr. Shu’s tone.

It told her to return quickly if nothing was wrong, and if captured, she should act as a mediator because the Black Kite wanted to negotiate with the armed train.

At that time, with many people present, Shu Wei instinctively kept it a secret.

But in private, thinking it over, she felt a bit hesitant.

How would the suspicious train conductor perceive this secret message?

Would the company really negotiate with the armed train that straightforwardly?

What if it’s a trap?

Now that she is on the train and has barely gained the train conductor’s trust, a wrong step means no chance from either side.

Thanks to her parents’ status, even if she betrayed the Black Kite, it wouldn’t be life-threatening, but she’d be caged like a canary for the rest of her life, just like Mr. Shu’s many lovers before the apocalypse.

Enjoy effortless happiness, and unknowingly turn into a zombie post-apocalypse or be taken by natural disasters.

She can endure pain, but she will never give up the hope of grasping power and strength.

Acting as if nothing happened is the best choice.

"Why haven’t you changed?"

Su Huan pressed a hand on the tablet, leaned back, and sat on the ironing board, looking up to ask.

Shu Wei’s heart trembled.

Shu Wei adjusted her breathing rhythm, trying not to let him sense any abnormality, bending down to pick up the military uniform.

The train conductor silently raised the corners of his mouth, casually opened the tablet by his side.

Shu Wei finished putting on the military uniform with trepidation, but there was no reaction from Su Huan.

She put on her trench coat and turned around.

Su Huan looked up, a trace of appreciation flashing in his eyes.

The military uniform of the Armed Corps wasn’t flashy, combining some old styles.

Excluding underwear, there were six pieces in total.

Underneath was a black T-shirt, the lower half was army green pants, the outermost layer was a knee-length trench coat of the same color, along with a multifunctional belt, a pair of tactical boots, and a pair of cut-resistant gloves.

Overall it appeared in two colors, with no fancy decoration,

the only similarity to pre-apocalypse military was the reserved space for insignia and patches.

(Armed Train Military Uniform Illustration)

Shu Wei’s face, already on the cooler side, took on an unexpected wildness after donning the uniform.

She looked professional rather than an alluring ice queen.

Su Huan lifted the tablet, "Strike a pose."

Facing the camera, Shu Wei felt awkward all over, but under her boss’s instruction, she managed to pull off a faint smile.

"I didn’t ask you to smile."

Shu Wei: "..."

After taking the picture, Su Huan continued scrolling through the tablet, indifferently asking, "How does it feel?"

Shu Wei moved her body on the spot, "It’s quite comfortable, does not impede movement."

"And the rest?"

Shu Wei glanced at the tablet, forcibly calming her thoughts, pushing aside all distractions, and recalled the materials list, calmly saying, "The uniform uses a lot of Tier One materials, it’s windproof, waterproof, fireproof, and can stop a 9mm handgun bullet..."

Halfway through the sentence, Shu Wei’s pupils suddenly contracted.

The train conductor had produced a handgun from somewhere, aiming it at her forehead.

"Oh, really?"

Su Huan, with a hint of curiosity, released the safety, "Then let’s try it."

Sweat instantly appeared on Shu Wei’s smooth forehead. If it were anyone else, she’d think they were joking.

But faced with the train conductor, she dared not laugh.

A cold voice carried seriousness, "But may I remind you, the uniform is bulletproof, my head is not."

"I’m not stupid." Su Huan shrugged, putting away the handgun, "Then let’s move on to the next set."

Shu Wei silently cursed countless times in her heart, trying to calm her racing heart.

Slowly, she began to take off the Armed Corps uniform.

"So slow, let me help you."

Before she could react, a hand was already on her waist, undoing the belt.

The sense of restraint at her waist disappeared, along with something called a sense of security.

Shu Wei’s hand froze in mid-air, afraid of brushing against Su Huan’s skin.

But the skin under the moving hand was already blushing pink.

Su Huan did nothing more, instead, picking up another set of clothes.

The combat unit’s uniform differed vastly from the Armed Train, entirely black and consisting of only five pieces.

The top and bottom were joined together, more form-fitting than the Armed Corps’ uniform, and more elastic, somewhat resembling Yu Jing’s first iteration of a bodysuit, though without as many detailed designs, akin to the tactical bodysuits Shu Wei and others wore upon capture.

Since the combat unit would all be equipped with exoskeletons in the future, a more form-fitting uniform facilitated wearing exoskeletons.

Other than that, the coat and gloves were standard with the Armed Corps.

Given that the train’s production capacity is now limited, everything is handmade, no time for custom designs.

Su Huan’s eyes held no lust, seriously helping Shu Wei slip her smooth, slender legs into the uniform, then pulling the zipper from the start past the polished navel, stopping at the small of her back.

Su Huan frowned slightly, "A bit big, squeeze in."

"I...myself..."

At this moment, Shu Wei’s eyes were misty, pupils unfocused, reacting weakly to Su Huan’s words, the whole person resembling a delicate life-sized doll.

With one hand, he gathered her body, while the other struggled to zip up.

With one arm around the limp woman, Su Huan fastened the broad military belt for her.