The highway was covered in thick layers of dust and sand.
Sticks, branches, rocks, and some tires, along with various random items, littered the highway.
These items were washed over from other places during the previous flood.
They didn't have time to clean up; they could only roll over them.
The vehicle shook, feeling like a roller coaster ride.
Especially when crossing places that had melted and sunk in the drought heat, the seats could make people fly into the air.
Old Qin smiled bitterly and said to Third Uncle, "Captain, this road is quite tough. We might suffer a bit on this journey."
Third Uncle seemed unfazed, saying, "No rush, drive slowly. Anyway, we have to wait for Zhu Xiao and the others behind us."
"Alright."
......
Behind the armored RV, followed ten heavy trucks.
Thump—
The truck tires sank down, then quickly pulled up.
Zhu Xiao rubbed his bumped forehead and said, baring his teeth, to the team member driving, "Take it easy."
