High-speed train bound for London ‘hits van on level crossing' in village as vehicle bursts into flames
Train services between Newington and Faversham have been severely disrupted after the train collided with a van off Lower Road in Teynham this afternoon.
The van is reported to have caught fire following the impact, and an air ambulance is currently at the scene.
Emergency services, including British Transport Police, Kent Police, and fire and rescue crews, remain on site
A London-bound train travelling at high speed reportedly hit a van on a level crossing off Lower Road this afternoon.
The van reportedly caught fire following the collision whichoccurred around 1.41pm.
As a result, all train services between Newington and Faversham are suspended.
Passengers should expect delays, cancellations, and altered services.
Disruption is expected until at least 3pm.
Southeastern Rail has activated a Customer Service Level 2 (CSL2) alert.
A spokesperson said: 'A train has hit a van on the line at Teynham, blocking the route between Newington and Faversham. Police are on site and working to resolve the incident.'
Passenger Advice.Travelers are urged to check live journey updates before travelling and consider alternative routes.
There is currently no confirmation of injuries, but emergency services remain actively working at the scene.
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