The convoy roared. The vehicles at the gate had long since been cleared out by Li Tie and the others, and one car after another drove out through the main gate.
Third Uncle and the others piloted the helicopter. After takeoff, it didn't fly very fast in the sky, but it was still much faster than the convoy on the ground.
Inside the rescue base building.
Zhang Rufen and the others stared blankly at the disappearing convoy.
"They're just leaving like that?" Ghost Head's eyes held some disbelief as he spoke.
Off to the side, Liu Cunyi was packing his luggage bundle. He patted the dust off his backpack and said, "Let's go, we still have to keep heading east."
Very soon, they finished packing their things as well, but they didn't take the paved road; instead, they went into the mountains and forest.
