"Are there no other cities nearby where we can resupply?" Chen Yiming asked.
"If we had received the news yesterday, we could have changed our route in advance, but it's too late now," Fang Hongkun replied.
As the person in charge of this operation, he knew the situation of the convoy very well.
"In that case, Sir, are we still going to enter Pengzhou City?" a person in charge asked.
Fang Hongkun did not answer immediately. He thought for a while and made the arrangements.
"The convoy will remain here. Save the remaining fuel for emergencies. I'll bring a few people to Pengzhou City to negotiate.
If negotiations fail, we can only contact East Lake City to transport the fuel. It will delay us by a day or two."
"Do you need me to go with you?" Chen Yiming asked.
A warrior would always be of some use. At the very least, he would not be easily bullied.
