Five modified tractors were forced to stop in place, waiting for Lynch's orders via radio, and the entire convoy of survivors came to a halt as well.
Lynch jumped angrily from the Pika and strode to the front of the convoy.
When he saw the trench blocking the way, scattered obstacles, and the warning sign, he cursed furiously, "Why don't you use the mechanical dog to scout?"
A few survivors shook their heads, "Those yellow-skinned monkeys might have really planted land mines to stop us. The mechanical dog only weighs a few dozen kilograms and can't trigger those anti-vehicle mines that require half a ton of pressure."
What to do? Do we really need to stop and clear the mines? Lynch had no idea at the moment.
As he hesitated, a follower behind him walked angrily toward the warning sign, cursed, and kicked it over, shouting, "This must be a trick! Those yellow-skinned monkeys want to scare us!"
