Chapter 2

chapter two Yep, we completely miss Tiny Splotcher and instead just crash through the train's roof panel like a pair of fleshy missiles. crash Ever fallen through the roof of a train, then capped it off with a face-plant into a monster? I don't

是的，我们完全错过了《Tiny spplotcher》，而是像一对肉弹一样撞穿了火车的车顶。 你是否曾经从火车顶上掉下来，然后用一记耳光盖住它，变成一个怪物？ 我不

recommend it. "We would've been better off going with the exploding-bird plan," I groan, sitting up. We just landed in a tin can packed with monstery badness, a train hurtling toward a door that will explode us on contact. Also, I think I rolled my ankle, so yeah, nothing is going well right now. Oh boy. This is embarrassing, But I think we got on the wrong train. Is this the express or the local We meant to board the not full-of-monster's train. So the express

推荐。“我们还不如用炸鸟的计划呢。”我呻吟着，坐了起来。 我们刚刚降落在一个装满邪恶的锡罐里，一列火车冲向一扇门，一接触就会把我们炸飞。 还有，我好像扭伤了脚踝，所以现在一切都不顺利。 哦男孩。真尴尬，但我想我们上错火车了。 这是快车还是慢车？我们打算坐那趟不全是怪物的火车。 所以快车

"Just mortifying," I continue. "Sorry to intrude. We'll get outta your hair," I add in my most nonchalant voice, as I attempt to casually grab the train's EMERGENCY EXIT lever. One Splotcher barks something to the others, which, if I had to guess from their reaction, roughly translates to, "GET 'EM!" "From now on," June says as she leaps to her feet. "Leave the big action plans to me, 'K, Jack?" "This WAS your plan!" "No, no. I don't think that's true." "It was totally your plan!" I say. And then I don't say anything else for a bit because it's battling time. It's almost too chaotic to describe. A prize fight in a bread box. Monstrous claws lash out, talons slice and cut through the air—it's a whirlwind tornado of action.

“真是丢人，”我继续说。 “抱歉打扰了。我们不会再烦你了，”我用最若无其事的语气补充道，同时试图漫不经心地抓住火车的紧急出口控制杆。 如果我要从他们的反应来猜测的话，一个色狼会对其他色狼吠叫，意思大概是“干掉他们！”“从现在开始，”琼说着跳了起来。 “把大的行动计划交给我，好吗，杰克？”“这就是你的计划！”“不,不。 我不认为这是真的。” “这完全是你的计划！”我说。 然后我就什么都不说了，因为时间到了。 这简直太混乱了，难以形容。 在面包盒里的拳击赛。 巨大的爪子伸出来，在空气中切割——这是一场旋风式的行动。

I hear a muffled boom, and two Splotchers shoot upward into the ceiling. "And stay off!" June says, dusting off her Blasty arm. The Slicer feels at home in my hand—but it's not totally at home in this train car. I try to unleash some home-run-derby, crush-the-cover-off-the-baseballl evel destruction, but when I swing— THUNK! The blade jams into the wall—and stays there. "Argh! Stupid Slicer, stupid wall..." I mutter as I try to rip it out. A Splotcher cocks back its arm— which is not really an arm, but more of a jagged, meat-and-bone sword appendage. "OK, it is simply too tight in here to fight!" I say. "I mean—can we at least agree on that?"

我听到一声低沉的轰鸣声，两个散弹兵冲上了天花板。 “离我远点！”琼说着，掸掉她那肥大的手臂上的灰尘。 切片机在我手里感觉就像在家里一样——但在这节火车车厢里却不完全像在家里。 我试着打出一场本垒打，像击毁棒球一样的毁灭，但当我挥棒时，砰！刀刃卡在墙上，停在那里。 “啊!愚蠢的切片机，愚蠢的墙……” 我咕哝着，试图把它扯出来。 斑点鸟向后翘起它的手臂——这不是真正的手臂，而更像是一个参差不齐的、肉和骨头组成的剑的附属物。 “好吧，这里太紧了，打不动！”我说。 “我的意思是——我们至少能在这一点上达成一致吗？”

Suddenly, my head whips back. Another Splotcher has grabbed a handful of my jacket and is ripping me off my feet. Guess he doesn't agree. "Hey, hey, hold on a sec, would ya!" I stammer. "Wanna talk this out? We just need to put our heads together!" And with that— correct? Oh, nobody wins in a head, but Jack, OK, I need a heavy swig of Tylenol. Extra strength. Also, my "put our heads together" line didn't sound as

突然，我的头猛地向后一甩。 另一个色狼抓了一把我的夹克，把我从脚上扯下来。 我猜他不同意。“嘿，嘿，等一下，好吗？”我结结巴巴地说。 “想谈谈吗？”我们只需要集思广益！”有了这个，对吗？ 没人能靠头脑取胜，但是杰克，我需要一大口泰诺。 额外的力量。而且，我那句“齐心协力”听起来也不像

cool as I thought it was going to. But it worked. The Splotcher drops me—probably surprised by the pure stupidity of the head-butt maneuver. I finally manage to rip the Slicer out of the wall, then I dive between the monster's legs, sliding toward the emergency lever. I reach for it, just... a few... more inches. But then— "ACK! Get... OFF!" It's June—her angry cry fills the car, followed by a —THWOCK! June cries out in pain. Through the melee, I see her. You're gonna be so sorry.

和我想的一样酷。 但它奏效了。施普彻把我摔了下去——可能是被这纯粹愚蠢的头撞战术吓了一跳。 我终于设法把切片机从墙上扯下来，然后我潜入怪物的两腿之间，滑向紧急控制杆。 我伸手去拿，只是…几…… 更多的英寸。但接着——“哎呀！得到…… !”是六月——她愤怒的叫声充满了整个车厢，接着是“砰”的一声！琼痛苦地大叫。 在混乱中，我看到了她。 你会后悔的。