The Behemoth came to a stop.
The enchanted brakes screamed against the rails, sending sparks across the checkpoint platform as the massive train fought to lose its speed. Seventeen armored cars shook and groaned as the momentum of the quarter-mile-long machine finally disappeared.
Screeeeech!
Then silence.
Vanguard Checkpoint Seven Alpha was a military rail junction in the middle of nowhere. Two platforms, a control tower, and a small garrison of fifty soldiers had been expecting a normal supply transport. Instead, the largest mobile weapons factory on the continent had arrived at three hundred miles per hour with six strangers standing on its roof.
The soldiers stood frozen on the platform, weapons drawn and mouths hanging open.
Team Soup climbed out through the roof hatch.
