No matter how they changed routes or ducked onto secluded back roads.
The convoy haunting their rear remained like a venomous snake, trailing them with a clear target: their vehicles full of supplies.
A few days earlier, they had clashed head-on with the Wild Wolf Gang.
The other side had sent only the young man who could control wild wolves into action.
But those wolves were anything but normal beasts!
One swipe of their sharp claws tore through thick sheet-metal truck bodies like paper. Their fangs crushed steel, and they moved so fast that only afterimages remained.
In the end, Captain Zheng of the beastman tiger sequence had risked his life in a bloody struggle, tearing two giant wolves apart with his bare hands. Only at the cost of one destroyed vehicle had they barely managed to break through.
But the supplies on that vehicle had only made the Wild Wolf Gang greedier, determined to swallow their entire convoy whole.
Thus began a three-day flight.
The Rising Sun Transport Convoy raced onward with their accelerators floored, not daring to stop for even a moment.
The Wild Wolf Gang's convoy pursued relentlessly, dogging their heels like an inescapable shadow.
Meanwhile, the Survival Convoy struggled along a narrow, steep mountain road.
The other vehicles managed well enough.
But the bus in their ranks was simply not suited to such mountain roads. Its bulky body struggled around bends, and jagged rocks could tear through its chassis at any moment.
If Driver Old Zhao had not had the foresight to specifically invite Xiao Yuxia from the Yangcheng No. 2 Middle School Convoy, who had awakened the mechanic sequence, to reinforce the bus's chassis beforehand, the vehicle would already have been wrecked in this godforsaken place.
Yet even so, the bus still severely slowed the