"Lead vehicle received... repeat... received..."
"I'm moving to the left."
"Old Sun, you move your vehicle a bit to the left too, let Train Chief Zhang's vehicle go first..."
The communicator quickly transmitted an answer.
The long-standing tacit understanding among everyone also allowed the entire convoy to make quick corresponding adjustments.
Splash—
The bearded man drove the vehicle, pressed over the small puddle, while combatants led the way in front.
Zhang Feng took out two thumb-thick rebar rods.
They're more useful than knives; at least these steel rods rarely get dull.
Plus, his strength could break through all the Sun Beasts' defenses, so sharpness wasn't really needed.
With one swing of the rebar, a Sun Beast was silenced.
Clatter—
He opened the car door.
Zhang Feng walked in the rain, holding the rebar.
His strong constitution, along with the circulation of inner strength and power, made Zhang Feng completely ignore the cold weather of 2 degrees.
"Go back."
