Bang! Buzz!
Under the night sky, the black pick-up truck drove along the pothole-filled asphalt road.
Cracks, fallen dead trees, scattered stones, all sorts of debris and adverse road conditions made the vehicle continuously jolt.
"Those guys from the main city circle have completely abandoned our wilderness, haven't they? How many years has it been since anyone came to repair this road?"
"If it goes on like this, this road will have to be scrapped too..."
The sound of complaints rose from the open truck bed of the pick-up, the whistling wind roaring in the ears.
The speaker was naturally the young man who resembled the Red Country's people. After his proactive self-introduction, Chen Feng learned that he was called Wei Hao, the rifleman in this scavenging team.
"Hey, buddy."
"Speaking of which, you are really brave, venturing alone into the wilderness this late."
Wei Hao, the young man, suddenly said with a smile, seemingly unintentionally changing the topic.
