The world has turned into an overgrown thicket. Forests are stepping more and more rapidly on the insignificant remnants of humanity. And again these torrential rains. Sometimes it seems that they have been going on for ages. Such a downpour caught another caravan of the community, but the fuel must be delivered in time. The detachment is regularly sent from the city to remote colonies. Humanity is on the verge, people are becoming fewer. Driven vehicles are the last thing to hope for in this threatening world every day. https://render.ru/xen/threads/wip-karavan-oskolki-starogo-mira.176571/