Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

Chapter 358: first in africa

No one will sleep tonight.

It's the same for everyone at Moyani.

The commoners are better, and for kings, officials, ambassadors, and even Russian minions, the big news is one after another.

First, the French mercenary regiment who fought for Biagun frantically used incendiary bombs and white phosphorus bombs on civilians, almost lifting the lid, revealing the French government's plans.

Then the superpowers from China were born, shattering everyone's scientific outlook and world outlook for decades, and then the big guy knew another thing.

- The villain has **** supernatural powers too!

—And it is the most **** mind control ability, mind control ability!

We are all men, and it would be great, even dream, to have the opportunity to have this kind of mind control superpower, but if the guy with this ability is a **** white phosphorous bomb and incendiary bombs on civilians The perverted chops, then…

- Destroy him Destroy him Destroy him Destroy him!

In the underground bomb shelter of the embassy, Kang Jinzhu moved his wrists. Since Kant called, he immediately asked the embassy military attache to handcuff him to a chair, restricting all his mobility.

Because I have seen that golden ball.

He didn't want to be a teammate or family member who was holding back the protagonist at a critical moment in the movie.

-Will you be ridiculed to death by that little **** afterward, the kind that will never get through in a lifetime.

It was not until Kant came back that he breathed a sigh of relief, and his son handed over a talisman: "Put it on and hide it."

This amulet is made of two antlers made of several verdant vines, dotted with thin green shoots, and its shape is extremely elegant and beautiful.

Kang Jinzhu didn't ask the origin, but after putting it on, he asked, "Can it resist some kind of mind control?"

Kant nodded and said, "Well, it works."

Kang Daddy put the amulet on his body and asked, "What are you going to do with this?"

Kant replied: "Find him and blow him up."

"..." Kang Dad sighed, "It's really cool to have super powers, you can pretend to be so forceful when you talk."

"Yes, superpowers can do whatever they want." Kant said proudly, "But in such a state, I don't think you will ever understand."

"Don't do anything wrong." Kang Jinzhu frowned. "And, seriously, that thing can control the mind... It's not just an ordinary antique, have you figured out what to do with it?"

Kant exhaled.

This thing is really hot, if possible, he doesn't want too many people to know the function of this thing, but with so many eyes staring, the rescued Comorans also have mouths, little Bob Bian has no way of keeping it secret, and it is impossible to hide this kind of thing.

Even if you hide it for a while, it will leak sooner or later.

Or rather huge.

He said: "As a Chinese, of course I want to give this stuff to the country... But you know, this thing can't be hidden. If it is secretly handed over to the country, the Americans and the French will also sooner or later. I will know, if these foreign devils know that our country has obtained an artifact that can control the heart..."

Having said that, he shrugged.

Some things don't need to be said too much.

Kang Jinzhu's face was solemn and he nodded slowly.

"So, what are your plans?"

"At least the French can't get him. The king knows about it, and Maozi may have guessed it a little. I told them to delay, at least for twenty-four hours not to let the Western devils know about it, mainly because we don't I know if there are similar things in the hands of other countries, if this tool to control people’s hearts is the only one in the sky and the earth, then the Frenchman is afraid that he will tear his face and **** it.”

Kant replied: "I'm going to kill little Bob, and then grab this prop, this thing can't be left, destroy it, or wait for a good way to deal with it..."

When he said this, he sighed: "Originally, this thing completely belonged to Komora, and was dug out from the ancestral grave of the king's family... It's a pity, I can't keep it, so I can only find a way to knock it out for Komora. A sum of money, let’s say—you need to communicate with the domestic first about this matter.”

Kang Jinzhu stared and said, "Why do you want me to tell you again? Can't you do it yourself?"

"No, I'm timid, I'm afraid, I don't dare to say it, you should come." Kant responded. What are you looking at, report your work in front of that grown-up every once in a while, what are you dissatisfied with?"

"…baffling."

"I'm calling it hard to count."

The father and son chatted for a while.

Although the situation was more urgent, Kant was still talking to his father about some parents' shortcoming, and Kang Jinzhu also interacted with him naturally, without the slightest impatience or urging.

Maybe it's the intuition of being a father.

He was almost certain that Kant had blood on his hands again, and a lot.

Only this time, he no longer urged him to ask questions.

"Okay, it's time for me to go." Kant looked at the time, "It's getting late, are you going to sleep?"

Kang Jinzhu nodded: "Well, sleep when you're sleepy."

Kant looked at the room. Although it was an air-raid shelter, the separate room was not bad. He left a beacon and said, "Don't leave unless I appear in front of you, remember?"

"The tube is really wide, hurry up and hurry up."

Kant laughed and pushed the door away.

Two armed police officers and soldiers stood guard outside the door. He nodded in greeting and chatted with Ambassador He. In line with the traditional virtues of the Chinese nation, don't talk too enthusiastically with officials above the division level to show our pride.

He pushed everything on his father, saying, "I'm young and ignorant, and I'm not reliable, please tell my father if you have any instructions or ideas", and then ran away.

Hummer parked outside.

Kant jumped into the car, and Horus asked, "Father, am I here on guard?"

The old father nodded in relief: "Cub, you are grown up and sensible, so you are here to guard your grandfather."

Horus asked, "Father went to Little Bob to settle accounts?"

Kant nodded and said: "Well, I don't want to suddenly hear the news that hundreds of thousands of Wuling Hongguang are rushing here, or thousands of zombies are flooding here..."

"Speaking of this, I feel a little strange."

Iron Son said: "This time, little Bob's battle is a bit... thunder and rain, is that how to describe it? I mean, he could have done better."

Kant nodded and said: "I understand that he is a scum and pervert who can drop white phosphorus bombs and detonate gasoline napalm in civilian areas, but he didn't put high explosives in the cars that came over tonight, as if none of them- What's the point of hitting Moyani? Just trying to lure us into shooting people?"

He tapped the steering wheel with his hand and pondered: "It's not that there is no such possibility, there are no dangerous explosives in the car, then they were shot outside Moani, and this matter can be characterized without any objection. To slaughter civilians ... but it's really weird, a bit deliberate."

The magnetic electronic sound of Horus emanated from the speakers.

"Then there is only one explanation, father, little Bob is proclaiming his power, or threatening."

"I think if someone is behaving abnormally and their motives are hard to understand, then the inference can be reversed."

"That is, the response and actions of his main enemy or target person as a result are the motives and intentions of his abnormal behavior."

After Kant heard it, he whistled.

"Wow." He praised, "You have made great progress, not small."

Horus' voice was still calm: "I have always been taught by my father by precept and example, and of course I learned very quickly."

Happy Kant.

good boy.

"Little Bob is probably trying to lure me in, or lure me out, tactically misleading, or a trap." Kant said lightly, "but these are completely meaningless, his tricks and tricks are not worth mentioning, because I know that I In the face of what, I have relevant experience, and he has no idea of the real power."

He chatted a few more times with his son, and agreed on some signaling and defense matters.

Open the door and leave.

The Humvee parked quietly in the courtyard of the embassy, in the eyes of others, it was just an ordinary modified car, while Horus quietly observed everything around him and watched his father leave the gate.

Even his father did not know that his iron son's storage and reading module was running at high speed.

"Of course I learned quickly."

Horus said silently: "By the way, the wireless network in Komora is worse than that in Myanmar."

As soon as Kant left the embassy, he was stopped by Chakat II who was waiting there.

"brother!"

The black man sniffed, his eyes were a little red, he patted Kant on the shoulder, he didn't know what to say, when the real mood was shaking and his emotions were surging, people who were usually talkative and eloquent were more likely to be overwhelmed and didn't know what to say. What to say.

He held it for a long time before he said, "I... I will not betray you, neither will Komora."

Kant patted his shoulder with a backhand.

The smile is a bit complicated.

—Don't be so sure, man.

He no longer expects too much of human integrity and morality.

"I'm serious."

Chakat II's expression was unprecedentedly sincere, and the circles of his eyes became more and more red: "It's just that I thought and thought, and I don't know how to repay. There is no money in the royal account, and it has to be used for pensions, reconstruction and rescue. I'm just a nun. Brother, who rules the poorest country in Africa, I am the king, but the poorest king in the world, Bianggan can bully me, the French never take me seriously, my country suffers from war, the future is hidden In the mist, brother, I don't know how to repay you..."

He sighed, "I'm not a woman, and I don't have a sister or daughter, otherwise..."

"...Stop."

Kant said sternly: "How to repay me, I will talk about it later, and now do what I need to do."

"Yeah, yeah, I get it, I just wanted to say, bro, not just this day, but what you've done tonight, we won't forget, though..."

The Negro sighed, looking tired and sad.

"It's just that we can't give anything more than thanks, fxck, it's so sad, we accept help, we feel kindness, but we can't give it back, it's like receiving alms..."

As Chakat II spoke, he raised his head and looked at the dull night sky.

"I can't even keep the relics of my ancestors..."

The war and pain that happened in Komora, the treasures unearthed from the tomb of the kings of Komora, how to deal with that terrifying magic thing, the details, the plans discussed, the games of all parties, just a few big things on the earth The infighting between the giants has nothing to do with the little Komora.

Even if the treasure was excavated from the tomb of King Comora, the royal family of Comora has unquestionable ownership of it—but no one cares, no one cares.

Kant sighed.

Every man is innocent, but he is guilty.

A supernatural item that can control the human heart. Once this kind of thing appears in front of the world, it is not something that the little Komora can keep. It is useless to say more.

This world is still disgustingly real.

He said slowly, "I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can do."

Even he himself felt that this kind of thing was a trouble in the world and should be destroyed, but before that, it was the limit that he could get a large purchase fee for Komora.

"You don't have to say that..."

The king said softly: "You have done enough, even if you want me to give you that thing, I am willing, what more can I ask for? Treasures that the Komorans can't keep, begging foreigners to help We take it back, even if it’s me, I don’t have the face to make such a request.”

There is still pungent smoke in the air, the city still can’t hide its cries, it is being manipulated at will by great powers, sitting on a fertile land but still backward, the pain of the nation, the scars of history, and the hatred of today.

Burdens, shame, hatred and helplessness were all on the shoulders of the young king.

He almost lost his country, and now it is also a devastated country, the most backward country in the world.

Chakat II said in a daze: "Do we still have hope? Can we find justice?"

The crimes committed by the colonists, the pains of the past and the present left by the West on this land, the scars of history, and the sins that have not dissipated so far are derived from the sins that have not dissipated. Compared with the Western world with a military structure, the gap is far and wide.

Is there any hope of catching up?

Can you hear a sincere bow of apology?

Questions like this make many people desperate.

Chakat II once studied in the West and saw them with his own eyes. Because of this, he was desperate and felt deeply powerless.

"How do you know if you don't try this kind of thing."

sounded.

The king looked up.

"We China was able to go from being poor and white, and being the enemy of the world to the second in the world. You, Comora, have our help and my help. I don't think it will be a problem to be the first in Africa."

Kant smiled at him: "I think I can try it."

"Africa's first..."

Chakat II showed a complicated smile, not knowing what to say.

but.

Why not try it.

"Anyway, I have nothing to do but the king."

He took Kant's outstretched hand.

It wouldn't be any worse anyway, would it?

Then, the two said goodbye in the dark.

Kant smiled and said, "Then, I'll help you clean the house first."

"Soon, this will be your home too," said the king.

Kant showed a look of disgust: "First of all, I won't marry your distant relative."