As soon as he finished speaking, the survivors in the rear compartment at the junction of the motorcade hurriedly put their heads in to interrupt the middle-aged man's words.
He looked panicked, holding the handle with one hand and pointing behind him with the other.
Behind the convoy, a long line of armored vehicles was seen driving towards them rapidly.
The Warrior armored vehicle in front had already crashed into the final van of the final convoy.
The violent collision caused a burst of panicked shouts.
At a glance, on the armored convoy chasing from behind, several awakened people wearing leather armor and bare chests were shouting excitedly.
"Laoshan Army clears the way! Stop the hell!"
"Whoever resists will die!!"
A man with a fang collar around his neck fired the vehicle-mounted machine gun with a crazy expression and fired randomly into the sky.
The sound of gunfire was harsh.
In the truck, after seeing the flag on the armored vehicle clearly, the middle-aged man's face suddenly became ugly.
The man with headphones on the side was even more shocked, obviously he recognized this team:
"Laoshan Corpse Hunting Group!?"
Chapter completed!