"Enemy attack!"
A shriek so piercing it nearly tore through eardrums suddenly erupted across the wilderness, stabbing into everyone's ears.
The sentry on the perimeter of the Wild Wolf Gang's convoy finally spotted the Survival Convoy charging in from the rear flank and screamed a warning at the top of his lungs.
The next second, a group of burly men holding rusty iron pipes and sharpened machetes whipped their heads around, their initial shock giving way to offended ferocity.
In the apocalypse, someone actually dared to attack the Wild Wolf Gang's convoy?
"Who the hell are you? You've got some nerve coming onto our turf!"
"Got a death wish? You dare charge the Wild Wolf Gang!"
Curses, startled questions, and vicious shouts rose one after another. These thugs, long accustomed to burning, killing, and plundering, could not quite react for a moment.
But in stark contrast to their bewildered fury was the Rising Sun Transport Convoy, trapped in the middle and already on the verge of despair.
At that moment, unbelievable joy erupted across everyone's faces.
They had been surrounded by the notorious Wild Wolf Gang. The drivers cowered inside their vehicles, trembling all over, waiting only to be slaughtered and have their supplies stolen.
Everyone knew that falling into the Wild Wolf Gang's hands meant only one thing: death.
The enemy of my enemy was my friend.
Even if this unfamiliar convoy that had suddenly charged out ended up going after their supplies too.
That was still far better than falling into the hands of vicious bandits like the Wild Wolf Gang, who murdered and plundered without leaving so much as a scrap!
Zheng Chunlin, the leader of the Rising Sun Transport Convoy, was an awakened member of the Beastman Tiger Sequence.
By now, the Wild Wolf Gang had