Zhai Liying stood on the roof of the vehicle, glanced into the grain depot with a sniper rifle, and lowered her head to say, "The grain depot is huge and can be used as a survivor base. There are fields outside, and we can even farm if we put up a fence."
An Yang nodded. He could see the road and farmland outside the grain depot, which was also evidence of how long the grain depot had been established.
Zhai Liying scanned carefully and added, "There are quite a few survivors inside, but they all look like they haven't had enough to eat. If the grain depot has managers, the management must be very lax, and riots will probably break out in the long run."
An Yang was stunned. "They're guarding such a large grain depot and still starving?"
Zhai Liying lowered the sniper rifle and said, "The situation inside is probably very complicated. Should we send someone in to scout around before making a decision?"
Chen Yafei immediately said, "I'll go!"
Chang Hui thought for a moment and said, "I'll go with you!"
An Yang nodded. "Alright. Put down your rifles, wear longer clothes to conceal your pistols, and disguise yourselves as ordinary survivors."
"No problem."
Chen Yafei and Chang Hui jumped off the truck, each holding a broadsword and carrying a backpack as they walked along the road toward the grain depot. They had not walked far into the depot before their broadwords were taken away by someone wearing a police uniform.
The policeman chatted with the two of them for a moment and led them deep into the grain depot, disappearing from the sight of An Yang and Zhai Liying.
In less than an hour, the two men came out, bringing along two women in tattered clothes