He suddenly stopped, turned his head, and solemnly said to Jiang Baimian and the others, “Leave one for me. No, half will do.”
“What?” Long Yuehong was confused.
Shang Jianyao pointed at the sweet potatoes that the bandit leader was roasting above the coal stove and gulped. “They’re almost done.”
Only then did Long Yuchong smell the fragrance of roasted sweet potatoes in the air.
Eating one in such cold weather was definitely a top-notch enjoyment.
Jiang Baimian smiled and clapped. “Deal with everything else first. We’ll eat when you return.”
She didn’t forget that her goal this time was to get supplies. For this, she adjusted the sweet potatoes to prevent them from being charred by the time he returned.
“Alright!” Shang Jianyao replied excitedly.
Bai Chen and Long Yuehong nodded nonchalantly.
As for where the bandits would ultimately wander, whether they could escape the influence, and when they would escape, it wasn’t a question they needed to consider now.
In the white snow, the Old Task Force spent a lot of time finding the path that Qiao Chu had led them into Swamp Ruin 1 with.
Amid the cold, the bloodthirsty mosquitoes and mutated vines had either disappeared, were hidden deep under the ice, or were covered in white as if they had been dead for a long time.
Amidst the creaking sounds, the Old Task Force’s jeep drove through the snow. Apart from sliding across the ice from time to time, they didn’t encounter any sudden collapses.
Jiang Baimian sat in the passenger seat and pointed at a spot. “I think it’s over there.”
Shang Jianyao nodded. “Alright.”
He turned the steering wheel and drove the car to the other side.
“That’s not right.” Jiang Baimian quickly corrected him. “I’m talking about over there!”
“That’s right.” Shang Jianyao smiled. “When it comes to giving directions, I have to do the opposite of what you say. The effects should be pretty good.”
“So you’re doing it through a process of elimination?” Jiang Baimian laughed in exasperation.
She was already accustomed to suffering such blows and even began to mock herself.
“Something like that.” Shang Jianyao looked at the rearview mirror. “Little Red, point in a direction as well.”
I’m not directionally challenged… Long Yuehong felt a little guilty-conscience and ignored this fellow.
He did know the way, but his luck was always bad.
With Shang Jianyao doing this, the Old Task Force finally entered the tunnel that led to Swamp Ruin 1 when it was almost dark.
Jiang Baimian didn’t know if this was considered early or a delay.
The jeep soon drove out of the tunnel, and they saw the sleeping city again formed by dead high-rise buildings.
Long Yuehong stared at this scene and sighed with emotion. “We’re back again…”
Perhaps this was fate.
Jiang Baimian and Bai Chen shared the same feelings.
Shang Jianyao nodded and indignantly said, “Qiao Chu still owes us a military exoskeleton..”