Snowflakes danced in the air as Bai Yuan traversed the vast land of Niokelan.
It was about 300 kilometers away.
Sometimes, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he had no choice but to choose the more difficult wilderness.
However, in this country, which had inherited a lot of the Soviet Union's heritage, asphalt roads were scarce. Moreover, they lacked maintenance and were full of potholes. In many cases, the so-called roads were the dirt roads of the Chinese villages. Even cement roads were rare.
However, he didn't know if he was lucky or unlucky. The place where he landed hadn't been washed by artillery fire yet.
Although they still encountered a few waves of police and even the army, they only took a brief look at the car and immediately let it go. They did not make things difficult, did not investigate, did not ask for bribes, and even pretended not to see it once.
The reason why he didn't ask for bribes or make things difficult for them was because of the tall and domineering Hummer, which was obviously modified to be extremely expensive. It was a small gift from Kinlaff.
There was also the modified double M2HH heavy machine guns and AGS-17 automatic grenade launchers on the roof of the car, as well as Bai Yuan's indifferent and sharp eyes.
Of course, that included the MG6 Lynx anti-material sniper rifle on the driver's seat.
When they passed by some cities.
The residents on both sides of the street avoided the cars as far as they could.
Even the country's violent machines, the police and the military, showed friendly and enthusiastic smiles and gave the green light as quickly as possible. It was a stark contrast to the cars lining up to pay. Even the drivers who were detained and blackmailed did not have any objections.
That's right.
As soon as they entered the war, the soldiers of Ukran had already begun extorting refugees.
Those who didn't know better would think that he was with Uncle Black!
What was even funnier was that Bai Yuan had been covering his face with a scarf.
Along the way, he saw that the higher the military rank and the higher the position of the soldiers and policemen, the fatter they were. The civil servants were stronger than the civilians on the roadside, and the drivers were fatter than the pedestrians.
No one wanted to improve the vicious cycle of poverty and backwardness. When civil servants took over, they would try their best to make money and eat like crazy. After they stepped down, they would pat their butts and enjoy life.
What exactly had caused them to be in such a miserable state?
The most important, or perhaps the only, reason was the hatred and fear the white people had for the history of this land.
They couldn't bear to see Birkran develop. It would be best if it continued to rot like this forever, so that they could use it to disgust the terrifying huge country next to them.
Just like what the M Nation did to China.
They manipulated them in the economy, divided them in politics, allowed corruption to happen, instigated wars, and constantly tamed and castrated them, making them greedy, lazy, and lowly. Then, they publicized their greed, laziness, and lowly through public opinion, and even made them accept their fate. They made the elites born in this land leave, and made the vast majority of people degenerate here, never to rise again. It was such a vicious cycle!
This was the Western civilization, and this was what the democratic and free world did!
A hundred years ago, they had done something similar to Zhu Xia.
However, they were daydreaming. Civilizations that had not been cut off for thousands of years had their foundations and strength. It was also daydreaming for them to want to dig up this foundation.
The Chinese paid the price of tens of millions of people, killing the Japanese, killing the Americans, the British, the French, and the Russians.
Then, he lit up the light of the nucleus and continued to move forward, dragging the game into his own rhythm.
One day, he would get back everything he had lost!
But... When could he get back what the people of this land had lost?
Unless a Saint was born!
And they had to be a group of Saints!
After getting off the plane, Bai Yuan was in Niukran. In less than an hour, Bai Yuan's impression of this area had already dropped to a negative number. Saving his father was more important. Who the hell cared about that?
Speaking of his father…
No wonder he told Bai Yuan that before most people went abroad, they would shout for the unity of the people of the world and think that racial discrimination was a great sin. However, after going to some so-called free and democratic countries for a period of time…They all turned into war wolves!
Using the map that he had downloaded in advance to guide him, Bai Yuan's destination was his father's company's base in Kievan.
It seemed to be calm now.
When the map showed that they had arrived in Kyiv, Bai Yuan recognized the city.
The photos sent back by his father, the photos of his mother when she went there for the first time, and the album kept in the family group overlapped with the current scene.
Many high-rise buildings still retained the characteristics of the reinforced concrete of the Soviet Union.
There were still many pedestrians on the street, and the shops were still open, but there was still fear and uneasiness on their faces.
War was one thing, and hunger was another. The people here did not have the habit of saving. If they did not work for a day, they would starve. Even if the city was actually facing war, they still had to repeat their daily lives... Just like before.
On a hill outside the city, Bai Yuan put all his weapons into his portal bag and got out of the car. After all, it was too conspicuous, and the next operation was to sneak in secretly.
Moreover, this city was only a quarter of the size of Jinling.
He covered his face and hurried to avoid the soldiers stationed at the main intersection. He followed the direction indicated on the map and headed for his father's company.
The location of the base could be considered an industrial area, but there were no more people on the road.
Only the sneaky Nige stuck his head out, trying to get something from the war and the escape.
Damn it, why do I see this group of black devils everywhere I go?
After going around in circles, they finally found the company's compound. It was a two-story villa surrounded by red walls and barbed wire. It looked exactly like the photo.
He was at the back of the station. There was a vegetable field. He had seen the photos his father had sent. There were watermelons, cucumbers, small tomatoes, onions, and so on. They were surrounded by a small fence.
There were two large generators to prevent a sudden power outage, a huge satellite antenna pot cover, grapevines, a small pergola, a recliner, and a small open-air theater. There didn't seem to be anything wrong with saying that this was a small courtyard built in the countryside of Zhuxia.
Bai Yuan took a deep breath and climbed over the wall.
The fence of the vegetable garden had been kicked down, as if a wild boar had gone in and wreaked havoc. The vegetables and fruits were almost gone, and there were some broken fruits in the soil. The entire backyard was in a mess. The swing and parallel bars had been removed, and there were even a few piles of feces and bloodstains on the ground.
Bai Yuan's face darkened as he walked towards the front yard. The air was filled with a stench.
艹!
He really dared to kidnap the people of Zhuxia?
Was this bird crane going to start a war with two of the five permanent members?!
But soon, Bai Yuan calmed down.
Impossible, even if the head of the president of the Ukranian actor was broken, the European Union behind him would definitely press his head into the toilet!
As he continued to walk forward, he saw that the iron door was gone. Many glass windows were broken, and there were messy marks everywhere, as if it had been robbed again and again.
He turned to the front yard, where the ground was stained with blood.
Two dogs were hanging. One of them had been skinned, and the other was half-skinned. A white man in military uniform was carefully working with a dagger.
He had seen that dog in the photo his father had taken.
Its scientific name was Chinese Garden Dog.
No matter who the other party was, there was no reason for them to kidnap a dog.
The dog would definitely stay at home.
The soldier heard Bai Yuan's footsteps and turned around. When he saw the Asian man, he was shocked. He reached out to grab the rifle beside him and shouted, but after two syllables, Bai Yuan had already appeared in front of him.
With a finger on his throat, the soldier clutched his throat, his eyes bulging as he rolled on the ground in pain.
Another white soldier heard the noise and rushed out with a gun. Bai Yuan flashed out from the side and grabbed his head and slammed it against the wall. Blood stained the wall.
When he entered, the room was in a mess and empty. Many furniture and electrical appliances had obviously disappeared. Seeing him enter, a soldier jumped up from the tattered sofa. With a flash of cold light, a dagger pierced through his throat. Bai Yuan grabbed his head and tore it apart. Blood spurted out like a fountain and sprayed throughout the room.
Bai Yuan took out a pistol from his opponent's waist, opened the safety, and fired two shots.
A few seconds later, chaotic footsteps and shouts came from upstairs. Bai Yuan raised his head and looked at a certain place above his head. He reached out and pressed against the wall beside him, then exerted his strength!
With a loud bang, a hole appeared in the floor of the second floor. His legs sank in, but his body was stuck.
Bai Yuan grabbed a leg, pulled, and swung it, throwing the other party to the ground with a dull thud.
Before the soldier could figure out what was going on, he was hit until his eyes were filled with stars and his body curled up like a shrimp. Bai Yuan had already raised his foot and stepped on his hand, crushing it hard.
His five fingers were connected to his heart, and he felt a heart-wrenching pain. The man immediately let out a miserable wail, which was also two syllables. Then, another foot stepped on his face, stepping his military cap to the side, blocking all his words. He only let out a series of painful whimpers, as if he was crying, as if he was begging.
Bai Yuan picked up the satellite phone and dialed a number. His voice was cold, and the soles of his shoes moved back and forth.
"Kinlaf, translate."
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