As time went by, the rope gradually became straighter. Captain Jia stood at the front of the car and watched with wide eyes. At this time, after the intercom made a "rustling..." sound for a while, he heard Zhang Peng walking in front.

The voice came from the intercom.

"Found... found the exit..."

After hearing this, everyone burst into cheers and Captain Jia also breathed a sigh of relief.

He waved his hand and signaled the driver to follow the rope and drive forward.

As the car moved forward slowly, I don't know how long it took, but I vaguely saw someone standing in front of me, it should be Zhang Peng.

He waved his hand to signal the car to move forward, and his voice came from the intercom: "Hurry up, hurry up, drive forward boldly."

The driver became a little impatient at his urging. Just when he was about to step on the accelerator and drive forward, Captain Dijia, who was standing at the head, suddenly saw something and his pupils suddenly tightened: "Stop!!!"

"squeak!!"

There was a sharp sound of braking, and everyone froze, and some almost rolled off the roof of the car.

Suddenly there was a burst of cursing greetings, all of which were greeting the driver's eighteenth generation ancestors.

But neither Captain Jia nor the driver was in the mood to pay attention to the shouts and curses. The two of them stared blankly at the broken bridge more than ten meters deep in front of them, their faces turned the color of pig liver, and cold sweat ran down their foreheads.

Just rolled down.
Chapter completed!