The mountain road leading to Black Pine Ridge was rugged and bumpy.
The chassis of the reinforced and modified military off-road vehicle emitted a dull scraping sound.
Outside the window, the rolling hills were covered with dark green vegetation, sunlight spilling through the thick clouds, casting dappled shadows, yet unable to dispel the increasingly thick oppressive feeling in the air, mixed with the smell of decaying leaves and earth.
The atmosphere inside the car was somewhat stifling.
Chu Kuanglan closed his eyes to rest, Lu Jiuyuan was cleaning the sword handle, Wei Banmeng's cold eyes gazed at the quickly receding scenery outside the window, while Jiang Wei held a tablet, her small face expressionless.
Fang Qingyu sat in the passenger seat, his gaze sweeping over the figure sitting in the driver's seat, steady as a tower.
Fierce Tiger Company Captain Zhang Tiezhu.
"Captain Zhang," Fang Qingyu broke the silence, his voice calm, "How many years have you been in the army?"
