"This is Xin City." Uncle Wan looked at the blue signpost and said to everyone.
They had been walking for several hours. To arrive sooner, they didn't rest along the way, and now they had reached the border of Xin County, so they sat on the ground to rest.
Just then, a few pickup trucks suddenly drove toward them from the front.
Upon seeing the pickup trucks, Dongfeng immediately stood up with a face full of vigilance, gripping the Long Knife tightly in his hand.
In the post-apocalyptic world, encountering strangers is not a good thing.
Most of the people you meet are those who want to take resources from you.
It's rare, very rare, to meet good people.
Seeing Dongfeng stand up, everyone else also stood up and looked toward the pickup trucks.
On the pickup trucks.
