Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

The conversation between Kant and Xie Ligan did not avoid Xiaoman.

The girl pursed her lips, but still drove the car smoothly back to the community. In the underground parking lot, she turned to look at Kant, and was silent for a moment: "...Be careful."

Kant sat in the co-pilot and replied softly, "Yeah."

"And..." Xiaoman said, "Don't be too angry, anger will make people lose their minds."

Kant nodded silently.

Xiaoman looked at the childhood sweetheart next to her, but vaguely felt that the other party was farther away from her. She looked at the other party's slightly pursed mouth. Growing up together, she knew the other party's expression habits, and knew that the other party's heart was buried with heavy worries and burdens. , she is still powerless.

She loosened her seat belt, stood up on her side, and hugged Kant: "...No matter what, I'm still here."

Kant didn't speak, just closed his eyes, he knew what was going to happen next, both sides knew that he had a plan and he knew how to do it.

So, at least for this moment, he wanted to embrace the pure peace in his arms.

After an unknown time, the phone buzzed and began to vibrate, Kant glanced at it: "...here."

Xiaoman silently let go of his hand, sat back to his original position, and opened the door.

"...I won't text and call you, because that might disturb you, but you must call and text me. I'm not afraid of being disturbed 24 hours a day."

The girl got out of the car, and Kant looked at each other from the other side of the car.

Kant said: "Go back and wait for my good news."

Xiaoman said softly, "You go first."

Kant gave her a deep look, then turned and walked towards the garage exit.

Xiaoman watched his back as he left, and saw his childhood sweetheart snap his fingers. Then, the figure disappeared, engulfed in the shattered black light. After a while, he reappeared, carrying a heavy package. The person was still the same person, only The lonely back is dignified and chilling.

Maybe this is what Kant looks like today.

Xiaoman watched Kant disappear at the exit for a long, long time.

Xie Ligan's car was waiting outside the community.

Seeing Kant carrying something, the driver opened the trunk, then opened the door to welcome him out, intending to help Kant get it, Kant waved his hand to stop him, threw the bag inside, and with a bang, the luxury car vibrated.

He glanced at the driver: "Let's drive."

Then he opened the rear door and got in.

Xie Ligan was waiting inside.

The extended Mercedes-Benz drove smoothly to the avenue, then turned to go straight to the airport. There was silence all the way, and the two did not talk. After more than half an hour, the airport was in sight, but instead of driving to the terminal building, it drove to the parking lot. The driver was familiar with the road. Going all the way along the vast parking lot, parked in a specially reserved parking space.

Xie Ligan said, "Identity card and passport."

Kant took it out and handed it over, which he found and brought at home earlier.

After Xie Ligan took it, he handed it to the driver in the front row. The driver adjusted the temperature in the car, turned around to take it with both hands, and then pushed the door to leave. Not far in front of him, there were airport personnel in white shirts waiting.

The two walked side by side in a hurry, walking towards the small door not far away.

"Necessary procedural records are still required, after all, it is domestic."

Xie Ligan's face was as usual, and he took an ugly-looking travel backpack from the back seat of a big brand, opened it, and showed Kant what was inside.

"Military three-proof laptops, satellite phones, phone cards using the maritime satellite network line."

Then he took out a wallet, which contained a thick stack of money, colorful, and several cards.

"Comora francs in Comora, Dalasi in Biagan, all-purpose dollars, these are loose change, which can be used when going through customs or asking for directions."

Then came the piles of colorful banknotes.

"50,000 dollars, 10,000 pounds, 30,000 euros, Africa has been broken by Europe, for generations, it has become natural for foreign devils to kneel, and the currency of European devils is very useful there."

"These are Central African francs, West African francs, their own currencies."

"You know this, the renminbi, which is also useful in Africa now."

"Rolex's gold watch, gold ring, gold bar, gold is the hard currency forever."

"Two bank cards, one credit card, universal use in case of emergencies."

There are many things prepared in it.

"There are no weapons. Although the security check of private jets is only a formality, guns are still not good."

Xie Ligan asked, "Do you use a gun?"

Kant said slowly: "The luggage in the trunk of your car is full of gold, and it adds up to two or three hundred kilograms. The money is exchanged for that An-25 that landed in the wilderness near Comola and then put the inside. After unloading the arms and throwing them away, take off and get out, is that enough?"

Xie Ligan's expression froze: "I'm afraid..."

Kant looked at him: "If it's not enough, you can add it."

Obviously, his attitude cannot be rejected.

Xie Ligan thought about it and calculated the value. The money was converted into U.S. dollars, plus the leftovers from the last time Myanmar bought arms, which was enough to buy the aircraft and arms, and then let the arms dealers delay sending them to the African chief for a few days. The goods are out... So he nodded and said, "I'll go and communicate."

Kant said indifferently: "There is work."

He remembered one more thing: "The arms dealers sell to African chiefs, I'm afraid they are just ordinary assault rifles... Then can I order a new one?"

Come on, is this going to raze the Comoros?

Xie Ligan remembered everything Kant said, without showing any strangeness: "This must be confirmed first, after all, time is limited, it is very troublesome to unload the cargo and even communicate with the warehouse. Besides, it is also related to the issue of supply. Sometimes you have money and they don't..."

"Then let me see..."

Kant searched on Baidu, his eyes brightened, and he showed it to Xie Ligan: "Is this available?"

Mr. Xie took a closer look.

Nora B-52 wheeled 155mm self-propelled howitzer.

Serbian self-developed product.

"...This is definitely not the case!"

Xie Ligan's expression was subtle, and his tone was a bit fierce: "They are doing a small business, and the heavy firepower is at most one level in a row...and this is very expensive!"

Seeing Xie Ligan's expression like this, Kant didn't seem to be faking it. Thinking about it, he nodded and said, "Well, ask them what they have. I want large-caliber heavy machine guns, machine guns are better, rocket launchers, mortars, and more. The more the better, the bigger the better, and the automatic grenade launcher... I don't know the exact model, but as long as they have it, I want as much as I want."

"...Okay, let me ask."

"Also, I need local maps, not the Google kind, more detailed."

"It's in the laptop."

"Can you see where the French military base is?"

"...Should be able to."

"Okay. Also, you can help me find an interpreter that I can contact at any time. It needs to be in a foreign country."

"Serbia has talents in that area. They are strict, strict, and professional. They know Chinese, Swahili and French, which are enough for almost all communication situations."

"Excuse me."

"…nothing."

The relationship between the two is actually very strange and tangled. It can't be called friendly at all. It can even be said to be hatred. Since Xie Ligan heard about Kant's father's accident, he started to prepare as quickly as possible, not for Kant's sake, but for fear. Being angered by Kant, that's all.

"But in the end, thank you."

Kant looked forward: "This time you have prepared very carefully. I don't want to say much about the past. I just want to say that you did a good job this time. If you are always so smart in the future, we will be at peace with each other. Nothing, you will gain more than you lose, that's all."

In the field of vision, the driver and airport personnel have hurriedly returned.

Xie Ligan asked, "This is Xiao Song, do you want him to accompany you, I mean Belgrade."

"Need not."

"Well."

"Mr. Kang." Seeing Kant rolling down the window, he said, "It's all ready."

Kant put the wallet away, put on the watch, took the satellite phone, then picked up the bag, and extended his hand to Xie Ligan, who was surprised at first, then shook hands with him.

"Farewell."

"Bon Voyage."

The staff member smiled and said, "Mr. Kang, please come with me. We will carry out security checks from the private flight terminal, and then take the shuttle bus to take you to the car."

"thanks."

The journey is smooth and fast. Private planes and security checks are also in the form of walking. As long as there are no dangerous goods, everything can be said. Private terminals, shuttle buses are driving in the vast airport, planes are parked everywhere, and people come and go. As the river continued to flow, Xie Ligan's Gulfstream g650 stopped quietly in one place.

Two pilots, four flight attendants and a total of six crew members were waiting there.

Four flight attendants... Xie Ligan is really...

"Welcome to the plane, Mr. Kang, I'm the captain of this flight..."

As a routine introduction, the flight attendants are beautiful, with gentle and decent smiles, delicate and beautiful. It is said that they like to fly this kind of private plane the most. They are not tired, the passengers are of high quality, and they have money. Interesting journey.

After the last flight attendant introduced himself, Kant said to the purser, "Sorry, I'm rather tired now. If I want to be alone, I don't need the services of several people. You can give yourself a break."

He grabbed a stack of RMB from his backpack and stuffed it into the other party: "Go and play with your family for a few days..."

"Mr. Kang, you don't have to…"

Kant glanced at her: "Take it, if you have any questions, ask Xie Ligan."

Then he walked up the plane escalator on his own, and the purser stood there holding the pile of money, Kant's undeniable glance made her freeze in place, and she didn't even know why she was afraid.

"Okay, two captains, the accident happened suddenly, I'm bothering you two." The two pilots boarded the plane and heard Kant say, "As I just said, I'm very tired and want to rest. If necessary, please don't come to the cabin to disturb me, okay? I wake up feeling rather irritable."

"…certainly."

"Trouble the two of you."

The pilot entered the cabin, while Kant was sitting on the sofa bed of the Gulfstream plane and sighed a long time. The interior of the cabin was luxuriously decorated. It was the first experience in his life, but he was in no mood. After all, this was not a leisurely and beautiful time. journey.

If he could, he would rather hang himself on the launch pad of a supersonic fighter jet than lie far away in the luxury private jet—if he could reach his destination sooner.

Waiting until the plane slid down the runway, lined up, took off, and when the Gulfstream plane was soaring in the air, Kant stood up, entered the toilet, and locked the door.

Determine the space anchor point, and then activate the ability to go back to the white fog world.

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PS1: The second update, 3,000 words... Alas, it's so late again.

PS2: Next time, we should set a rule. It is better to end the code word before 8 or 6 o'clock...