章 686: Ding Ling

The jeep drove along the bumpy road beside a tall cliff before arriving at a valley.

In the valley, a clean stream emitted a clear sound as it happily flowed forward, moistening a large piece of fertile land.

It wasn't considered deep, and it was even a little shallow. The Old Task Force's jeep could drive over the pebbles at the bottom.

The road was cut here and connected a distance away to the other side. In the middle stood a small settlement made of steel frames caked in mud bricks.

On the settlement's high perimeter walls, a few men in the Salvation Army's black uniforms held semi-automatic rifles, assault rifles, and other weapons as they stared at Jiang Baimian and the others with sharp gazes.

In the farmlands that surrounded the stream, men and women in military uniforms were working.

In the passenger seat, Jiang Baimian nodded slightly, knowing that this was a military border stronghold.