C437 Border Killer

The truck crept along at a snail's pace, and in this terrain, progress was even slower. But the men didn't mind; the payoff from selling these goods would set them up for life.

"Stay sharp, everyone. Even without the Huaxia military around, the wildlife here is lethal," commanded the leader, a man wielding a commonly modified AK.

The truck was modest in size, not the kind to haul tons