Qing Chen asked, "Are there any other vehicles?"
Jiacuo was anxious, "Actually, if you wait here, the next supply truck won't come for another seven days. So even if we take a detour, you'll still arrive in Shigatse a day earlier. Coming with us is definitely the fastest way."
Jiacuo couldn't help but be anxious because once they finished earning this money, the patrol team could take out a loan to buy a new pickup truck.
Their current vehicle was both old and worn out, and sometimes they couldn't even catch up with poachers.
The poachers, however, were particularly wealthy, and when they went back to the mainland, they usually carried their money in sacks, spending lavishly.
In contrast, the patrol team was simply holding on out of a sense of duty.
Lao Zhou frowned on the side, "Jiacuo, I need to say something. Even though I don't like him, you guys are going after poachers. If something happens to him, how would you explain it to his family?"
