Paris, subway tunnel.
Faced with Solomon's proposal, Lin Yi shook his head.
On the previous subway platform, there were about five to six hundred zombies, but the number on the surface would be a hundred times that on the platform.
"Melanie, what's the situation with the other two?"
"Sorry, boss, I can't see anything; it's too dark here..."
The black girl said with rare trembling, "Thermal imaging can't penetrate this level of darkness..."
"Boss, maybe we can send the train and cars into the pit?"
"I've thought about it; it won't work. The current level of the shelter can't transport something this big all at once."
Lin Yi stood in front of a pile of twisted trains, pondered for a moment, and said, "Why not try making a hole on top and going through from there? Melanie, call Louis."
"Okay, boss."
Half an hour later.
Louis squatted in front of the train car and marveled.
He needed to fetch a portable generator from the shelter to cut open the train.