Looking at this convoy, Ye Fan felt a sense of familiarity.
One of the SUVs seemed to be from the Dazhuang Village Base, belonging to Chen Hao.
He knew Chen Hao from the Coal City survivor trade conference.
Chen Hao was a decent person, not having become ruthless in this post-apocalyptic chaos, and he treated his men well, so Ye Fan took good care of him that time.
After all, the supplies Chen Hao obtained at that trade conference should have been enough to help him through the winter, so why had he come here in such a sorry state?
And what was with the appearance of being pursued?
The convoy consisted of dozens of vehicles, seemingly with hundreds of people. What kind of power could be chasing them?
Now, the plane was quite a distance from the convoy. Although Ye Fan had good eyesight, he still couldn't confirm if it was Chen Hao.
"Have the people over at the convoy noticed us yet?"
