C718 Intercept

Just as Luo Heng finished his sentence, a rumbling sound could be heard from the distance. Then, Wei Ping's anxious voice came out of the walkie-talkie.

"Bro Yi, there are 40 trucks in front of us and …"

"And what?" Wang Yi immediately asked.

"And there are two tanks behind it!"

Wei Ping's voice was filled with shock. He knew that in this apocalyptic world, tanks were a scarce resource