Chapter 689: Negotiables

Long Yuehong didn't ask why because he could also tell that things weren't that simple.

If it were just two moles stealing some military supplies, the Salvation Army wouldn't take it so seriously. They would send a telegram to the various border settlements and key outposts to describe the wanted moles' looks, height, and attire. They would then point out what the supplies they wanted to retrieve were, and that would be about it. They could provide warrants with photos when someone happened to pass by on the way; there was no need to send several specialized personnel to carry documents to different border settlements and key outposts to inform them one by one.

"What could it be?" Bai Chen muttered to herself as she drove.

Shang Jianyao guessed with interest, "Military exoskeleton? A secret weapon excavated by the Salvation Army or developed by themselves?"

"Is there a possibility that the military supplies are only a coveran excuseand that something else was stolen?" Genava's eyes flickered with a red glow.

Jiang Baimian grunted. "We can't rule out that possibility. Gosh, stop guessing. Without any clues, isn't this nothing but fabricating stories yourself?"

"That's right, that's right!" Shang Jianyao echoed.

He then retorted himself, "Doesn't it bring out the atmosphere by fabricating a story?"

"Whoa, your vocabulary must've been enriched from all the Old World entertainment you've watched." Jiang Baimian didn't mind if her team members discussed it. After all, they had nothing to do.

Just like that, they followed the increasingly flat road. In less than an hour and a half, they completely left the mountains and entered a vast wilderness overgrown with weeds.

At this moment, Ding Ling slowed down the car. After the Old Task Force's jeep was beside hers, she rolled down the window and said, "It will take at least eight hours to get to Ubei. We'll find a settlement to get some rest and set off tomorrow morning. Is that alright?"

"No problem at all." Jiang Baimian shook her head first before asking in confusion, "It takes only eight hours?"

She had seen high-resolution maps of the Old World and had also studied the crude maps drawn by Ruin Hunters in the current era. She felt that the distance between here and Ubei was about the same as the distance between Weed City and Redstone Collection. If one was lucky, it would take