All kinds of resources that could be used in this era were unimaginably scarce, including gasoline—something that could help them move faster instead of relying solely on their own two legs. Finding a gas station that still had fuel inside was fortunate, but it also meant danger. It wasn't always guaranteed that they could win the fight and bring the spoils back.
Cliff rolled up his sleeves, glaring fiercely at the group opposite them. The people across from him were not weak either. Unlike Cliff, they didn't openly show their emotions, but the venom in their eyes made it clear they were ready to attack at any moment.
"We found this place first. No matter what, we should get to take it first!" Cliff shouted. His excessively large frame and naturally scowling face made him look genuinely intimidating.
