Standing on the opposite bank of the lower Yangtze River, which had been dry for a century or two, Wang Fang held a cigarette in his mouth, binoculars in his hand, and stared ahead.

"We should be able to arrive early tomorrow morning. Tell the convoy that we'll set off immediately."

"yes!"

Wang Fang took a deep breath, exhaling smoke, and turned to look down at the sand dunes.

Their convoy consisted of twelve men who worked day and night from Sandburg to Westburg to carry out orders from their superiors.

They are the most loyal subordinates cultivated by the political party machine.

When Jiang Tianshu was still alive, he gathered a group of teenagers in the second and third districts and trained them from a young age.

Including Wang Fang, these twelve people possess a tenacious character and an indomitable will.

In this dangerous desert, their numbers dwindled from the initial forty to twelve, but they still made Westburg their final destination.

And so, they finally arrived at this place.

The subordinates, who had just caught their breath, packed their bags. They were all expressionless, mechanically carrying out Wang Fang's orders.

They carried an important mission on their shoulders.

That is, to pass on the intelligence about the Sandcastle coup to Wall One, which involves a great superhuman named Qin Che, and to hope that Wall One can send someone to provide diplomatic and political assistance.

Of course, the hope is slim.

Wang Fang understood that a group of people in Xibao were living inside the embassy.

Over the years, West Fortress provided food to Sand Fortress, and the two sides established a stable diplomatic foundation and maintained good relations.

Therefore, this request for help was not unfounded.

"The brothers are already exhausted, do you still want to leave?"

A young man slowly walked up the sand dune, stood beside Wang Fang, and asked him a question.

"Well, time waits for no one, and besides, I'm afraid things might get complicated if we wait too long," Wang Fang said calmly.

“Even if we get to the embassy and make connections, No. 1 Wall might not necessarily help us.”

Wang Fang shook his head and smiled, "If it were in the past, maybe not, but now it's different. West Fortress has already formed an absolute standoff with Sand Fortress. I'm certain that the people of West Fortress will not give up on the food issue."

"You mean... Yuan Lin actually knew all along?"

"Of course. Reporting the matter to the embassy is only the first step. Someone will help us contact Yuan Lin. Even in Lingbi City, this Mr. Yuan has influence. It concerns his vital interests, so he won't sit idly by."

"I see."

"only……"

Wang Fang: "Just what?"

"Only extraordinary beings can deal with this, so how will Wall One respond?"

Wang Fang sighed: "This is not something you or I should care about. The Party is fraught with crises and in turmoil. We don't have much time. Go down and tell the brothers quickly, don't dawdle."

"good."

They had barely finished speaking.

A cloud of dust suddenly rose up not far away!

On the flat sand, a black metal vehicle was speeding towards them.

The swirling dust turned into curtains of sand, gradually and completely obscuring the distant scenery of West Fort.

"That is..."

Wang Fang hurriedly picked up the binoculars and took a look.

A flag stands atop the metal-bodied vehicle; it is the flag that belongs only to Xibao, with a white face, a half-circle coin, and a dome-shaped cover, symbolizing Xibao's status in the eyes of Lingbi City.

"They're from Westburg!"

Wang Fang frowned. "Don't make any rash moves! They're coming for us!"

Raising a flag indicates that the other party has no hostile intentions.

But Wang Fang couldn't help but watch warily as the other party gradually approached.

When they reached the other side of the river, several people got out of the car and waved to Wang Fang in the dim sunset, braving the sand and strong winds.

Wang Fang recognized their identities, his expression changed, and then he was overjoyed.

"They're from our embassy!"

Wang Fang tossed the binoculars to the young man beside him, then slid down to the riverbed in a few quick steps. A man from the opposite bank, dressed in the uniform of the Sandcastle Field Service, jogged up to meet him.

The soldier saluted and said, "Master Shen has come to meet you personally. We already know part of what happened at Sand Castle. You should quickly take your men and come back with us."

"Mr. Shen..."

Wang Fang looked up at the opposite bank of the riverbed. A middle-aged man stood at the edge, his hands behind his back, looking down at them. His whole body was shrouded in a cloak, so his face could not be seen, but his aura was imposing, as if he were real, unlike ordinary people.

"I see."

Inside the embassy in Xibao, there was a gentleman named Shen Xihai. The Master Shen mentioned by the other party should be him, but Wang Fang had never met him before.

While he outwardly appeared compliant, a sense of unease also arose within him.

However, this is within Westburg's sphere of influence, and such double-crossing is rarely seen.

Because West Fortress is backed by Wall One and is very powerful, sometimes even biker gangs and bandits in the wild dare not approach it easily. Even the most vicious 'Scorpion Gang' in the desert has never confronted West Fortress.

The convoy slowly climbed down the riverbed and followed the flat route to the other side.

Six people stood outside the black metal car, surrounding Mr. Shen in the center.

Wang got out of the carriage and bowed respectfully, saying, "Greetings, sir."

Shen Xihai looked them up and down, "Jiang Tianfeng only sent a few of you?"

Wang Fang said, "There were originally forty men, but some of them died when they encountered bandits on the road."

“Yes, I already knew about your arrival. Lord Meng is currently at my residence, and he has also brought Wu Yuchuan, Zheng Shishu’s secretary. From them, I learned that Jiang Tianfeng would definitely send someone, and it would be within the next few days. Therefore, I have been keeping an eye on news from the border. Why didn’t you take the main road?”

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