Homo sapiens.

Galaxy 2, February 10nd.

Balkans.

Southern part of the Nemanja Republic.

A city with fluttering snowflakes, a towering border tower, and a quiet forest.

The city and the mountains and forests are clearly separated, and the surrounding fields have long been deserted.

"It's snowing again..." Cage, the security guard in charge of sentry tower 5066, leaned against the railing, looking at the vast expanse of white mountains and wilderness.

"Cage, you'll be on vacation in a few days, do you want to travel to the space city?" Another black-haired security guard asked while observing the situation on the south side with a telescope.

Cage thought for a while: "I heard that traveling to the space city requires half a month's vacation. Agatha just got pregnant a while ago, and I don't want to travel far."

Hearing the words, the black hair didn't hesitate. At this moment, he found three hot spots in the jungle on the south side rapidly approaching: "Cage, there is a situation."

In an instant, Cage opened the safety of the assault rifle and aimed at the three hot spots that were approaching.

In the forest, three figures in down jackets sneakily approached the sentry tower under the cover of bushes. As they approached the sentry tower, their speed became slower and slower.

One of the middle-aged men looked at the row of barbed wire around the sentry tower with a hint of helplessness on his face.

At the junction of Nimanya and other regions, there are only sentry towers and no barbed wire fences, except for the Black Bird Land where there are barbed wire fences.

At first, Blackbird Land didn't care, and happily followed the Europa Consortium.

It's just that with the passage of time, the entire Europa Commonwealth is now experiencing frequent problems. As the core of the Europa Commonwealth, France, Western Rome, and Germany have to give priority to self-protection at this time.

The so-called adversity sees the truth, for the Europeans who put their interests first, they have no concept of giving charcoal in a timely manner.

Under such circumstances, the three cores of the Europa Commonwealth will naturally have to give up some places where they cannot make ends meet, and the Balkans will bear the brunt.

In Blackbird Land, where the economic benefits are very small, the aid was directly cut by 80%.

Blackbird Land, which used to be able to rely on aid and tourism industries, plus the economy of the garrison, lived relatively comfortably, but now it suddenly became difficult.

America, which could no longer maintain its global deployment, was very decisive and sold half of the bases and equipment in the Mediterranean to the Europa Consortium.

The U.S. military base in Blackbird Land was naturally cut down. Currently, the Europa United Army does not have many troops stationed here, only two regiments and one radar station.

As for tourism, let alone.

Now, even the middle-class people in the Europa Commonwealth are not in the mood to travel around, but are looking for ways to make money and maintain a decent life. Unnecessary expenses such as tourism must be cut off immediately.

Aid, tourism, and garrison consumption have all decreased, and their own agriculture cannot withstand the devastation of natural disasters, nor does it have rich mineral resources, so life suddenly becomes very difficult.

Although the people in Blackbird Land made a fuss several times, it was a pity that it was of no use.

The Homo sapiens company has always disliked people in Blackbird Land, especially those who have grown up, otherwise they wouldn't have set up a large circle of barbed wire here.

The middle-aged man came to the barbed wire fence, picked up a wooden stick with a pair of white underwear tied on it, and shook it in the direction of the sentry tower, hoping to attract the watchtower's attention.

However, Cage and Black Hair on the sentry tower were unmoved.

After the three people approached, the sentry tower has identified their specific identities through pheromones.

"Cut, you are a piece of rubbish." Cage despised these three guys.

From the intelligence database, these three guys are notoriously idle in Blackbird Land. They have done a lot of things to exclude and harass the Nemanya people in the past, and they have also published a lot of hostile remarks against Homo sapiens on the European and American Internet.

Now seeing that Blackbird's welfare is no longer available, and the Europa Consortium's assistance has decreased, they thought of Homo sapiens and wanted to come over to grab benefits.

This kind of person is directly on the blacklist, and there is no way to join Homo sapiens company.

The black hair raised the assault rifle directly.

Bang bang bang!
A few bullets passed by those three guys, splashing some snowflakes.

The sudden gunshots scared one of the young men to pee directly: "Hoo hoo... I'm not going!" After speaking, he ran away.

The middle-aged man was also pale, but he looked at the tower fiercely, keeping this incident in his heart, and after throwing down the branch, he also stepped back away from the barbed wire.

After leaving the barbed wire, the three of them stayed in a log cabin.

"Boss, what should we do now? Those bastards won't let us go." A young man with triangular eyes was warming himself by the fire while speaking.

And the young man who had just changed his diaper-wet underwear had a silent expression on his face, and he was obviously very annoyed and unable to hold his head up for his performance just now.

The middle-aged man ignored the pissing man, but gritted his teeth and said: "Homo sapiens must have blamed us because Blackbird didn't want to cooperate with them back then."

"What should I do? Now the supermarket's prices have increased several times, and my little savings is almost used up, bastard! If I knew it, I would have saved more money!" The triangular-eyed words were full of complaints.

The middle-aged man lit a cigarette: "Huh..." He exhaled a smoke ring, and then he narrowed his eyes slightly: "Since there is no way to go through the Blackbird Land, then we can make a detour, and there are no restrictions on other places."

Hearing the middle-aged man's proposal, the triangular eyes suddenly lit up: "That's right! As expected of the boss, as long as we pretend to be people from other parts of the Balkans, Homo Sapiens will definitely not be able to find us."

"Haha..." The middle-aged man laughed triumphantly.

Obviously they don't know that the Homo sapiens company has the genetic and pheromone data of everyone in the world, and it is impossible to get away with it.

The three of them roasted for half an hour, then hurried back to their small town.

The humble town is also covered by ice and snow.

The streets are deserted, and occasionally a few pedestrians are in a hurry.

Passing by the only bakery in the town, the three of them were going to buy some bread, and found a price increase notice hanging on the door of the bakery.

The triangular eyes glanced at the price, and were immediately taken aback: "Is this a robbery? 5 times the price?"

The bakery owner spread his hands in embarrassment: "Don't blame me, the price of flour has risen a lot now, and the electricity and heating bills add up, and I don't make any money at all."

"..." The middle-aged man struggled for a while, gritted his teeth and took out most of the money in his pocket: "Give me 30 kilograms of the cheapest whole wheat bread."

The boss didn't take the money, but shook his head: "Visa, check it out, the current limit is 2 kilograms per person per day."

"What?" The middle-aged man clenched his fists.

But the bakery owner didn't mean to be accommodating. He was not afraid of the three of Visa, because his brother-in-law was the sheriff of the town.

In the end, the three of Visa could only buy 6 kilograms of bread to go back.

As soon as he got home, looking at the two chattering old men, Visa went into the kitchen without saying a word and started making bread. He made bread from the remaining flour at home.

After all, he was going to other places, and he didn't have much money on him, so he could only rely on his bicycle, so he had to prepare dry food by himself.

As for whether the flour in the house ran out, whether the two old people would starve to death, he didn't care at all.

After baking bread all night, the three of Visa finally prepared 60 kilograms of bread and left the town while no one noticed them pedaling their bicycles.

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