Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

In the early morning, the ambassador of the People's Republic of China in Comora was awakened by a hurried knock on the door.

Ambassador He shook his head and opened his bloodshot eyes.

It was the embodiment of short sleep. Looking at the time, he slept for less than three hours.

Biagang quickly invaded Komora. Calling it a war, it was nothing more than a fight between thousands of light infantry soldiers. Even in impoverished and backward Africa, both sides of the war belonged to the rookie level. As a diplomatic envoy of the five permanent countries, Mr. You should be very calm. As soon as the door is closed, contact the Chinese in Comora to pay attention to safety, ask them, and then order the garrison to be more vigilant and wait for the battle to end.

As for the outcome of the war, and how to deal with the relationship between Comora and Biagan, that is something that needs to be studied in China, and has nothing to do with him as an ambassador.

But he thought too much.

Still something happened.

At least eight Chinese company employees working in Comora were kidnapped.

He was kidnapped by the Biagan army.

The Comorans who witnessed all this at the time quietly called the embassy, ​​and while the kidnapped Chinese employees tried to hide as much as possible, they also sent information to their relatives in China to prevent accidents, so the incident spread back through various channels. In China, after two or three days of fermentation, it has begun to burst.

There are more and more people discussing this matter on Chinese social networks, hot searches on Weibo, headlines on portal websites, and the popularity remains high. Those who pray for their compatriots, and those who swear at Biagang, call on the state to put pressure on interference and even send troops as soon as possible. Yes, these people have good intentions and simple kindness.

There are also bad breeds who are cynical and sarcastic towards China, stupid-ass people who shout out of yin and yang, and die-mama marketing accounts who take the opportunity to rub off on the popularity. It is not surprising that more than one billion people have produced some scumbags.

Relevant departments were under great pressure, and the country also took action immediately. The Ambassador of Biyagan in China was summoned immediately. The relevant leaders conveyed to the ambassador the concerns of more than one billion Chinese people about the missing compatriots, and urged Biya Gang immediately released the kidnapped Chinese civilians, so that the relationship between the two countries should not be left in the dust.

The ambassador to China was a loudspeaker, but when the news came back to Biagan, how did the king know about this bullshit, and when he heard about it, he panicked and immediately asked his French friends what was going on.

Of course, the French friends smiled and comforted. It’s okay, the Chinese are okay. If you don’t believe me, I’ll show you the photos. Just ask them to do a little favor. My friend, you will soon hear the good news. The whole of Comora is basically Already occupied, and soon you will be taking back your ancestral lands.

After King Biagun heard about it, he was relieved.

Then start playing dead.

A head of state pretends to be dead, at least for three or five days. Even if China is one of the five permanent members of the dignified state, it is temporarily unable to do anything about it. If you don’t see the Soviet Union and the US imperialists, they are all roaring in the anger of the king of Biagun. And retreat under the deterrence of force?

I don't dare to talk to you because of my guilty conscience.

Moreover, they also promised to let people investigate.

The efficiency of affairs between countries is usually relatively slow, because there are various exchanges and procedures to connect, which is even more troublesome in this case of playing dead.

As a result, the embassy in Comora suffered the most firepower, and the phone calls were basically never stopped. Ninety-nine percent of the calls were from "enthusiastic people" in China, and they did not provide any favorable information at all. Those who came to ask about the progress, asked whether the compatriots were rescued.

—After all, embassies in various countries basically have their own official websites, which provide the most basic introduction to the country's customs, travel instructions, etc., and also have contact numbers, so anyone can find them.

The voices of these netizens who called to inquire were better, and some of the more social ones yelled at them after they were connected, calling them waste and what to eat.

Another person gave a leadership tone, pointing the country and giving advice.

This is completely unhelpful, and even takes up the embassy's critical and valuable phone line resources.

Later, it broke out in China. Among them, the more social, pretentious, and scolding people, as well as those who point the country, some of them are the big and small anchors of the major platforms. They don’t know whether to live or die. Under the banner, call the embassy to eat human blood steamed buns during the live broadcast.

After causing public outrage on the Internet, it was announced by the video website that it was permanently blocked.

The embassy has been posting posts on Weibo, asking netizens not to occupy precious lines, so as not to miss really useful clues. After a lot of forwarding and even sticking to the top, the CRBT before the call is connected is set as a notice for incoming calls. Do not mess around. The frequency of phone calls is slowly dropping.

Even so, the staff of the embassy are still overwhelmed by these calls, but they don't dare not answer them. If they miss the really important news, it would be too bad.

Although Ambassador He does not have to be an operator, he is more tired than answering the phone.

Since the news of the kidnapping and disappearance came, he has basically not stopped. While maintaining contact with the country, he tried to ask the local government for help. At first, it was Komora, but Komora dishes were completely unbeaten. I can't keep it myself, let alone a few Chinese.

Within two days, the "elite army" gathered by Komora was scattered, and the king fled in a hurry. Biagan drove straight into the occupied capital, and Ambassador He went to ask the commander of the Biagan army who occupied the palace. , but this time, he couldn't even enter the palace, and was completely blocked by the guards.

The ambassador was so angry that he was half intimidating and half enticing, but the guards killed him and refused to let him in. In the end, the ambassador made a foul language, and even subconsciously performed the traditional art of "don't tell me what to say".

International law is not a decoration, and for the five permanent members, it is not a decoration.

Please tell your superior - Mr. Ambassador made it very clear.

International law stipulates that when war breaks out, the lives and property of neutral citizens of a third country are violated, and the host country loses all ability to intervene and rescue, and there is sufficient evidence to show that the violation has occurred or is occurring, then, with the authorization of the Security Council, through The war-torn country agrees that the third country has the right to use necessary force to carry out military rescue of its citizens who have been violated.

It means that if we don't give an explanation, we will come to **** you!

Putting all the words on this, these Heiqiu Ba were actually unmoved.

Mr. Ambassador went furious.

After I came back, I didn't even eat any food. I was busy working for most of the night. I checked the safety of all the Chinese people in Comora. It was almost dawn, so I fell asleep.

Unexpectedly, he was woken up by the secretary within three hours.

The irritable anger that was awakened only occurred for a moment, and Mr. Ambassador woke up at a very fast speed. The secretary was not an ignorant person and knew that he needed a rest.

Putting on my clothes, I came to open the door. I saw the secretary, Xiao Qian, with a flustered face, out of breath...

"Telephone...telephone..."

The ambassador knew differently: "Who called?"

"People... hostages..."

Ambassador He's expression changed: "Have the hostages called?"

"No... No..." Xiao Qian finally caught his breath, "The hostages are outside!"

The ambassador was stunned for a moment, then rushed out the door and ran down, with Xiao Qian by his side.

"Who's calling?" he asked as he walked. "Those Biaguns?"

"No..." The secretary hesitated, "I think he is Chinese..."

The ambassador said coldly: "Those who can speak Chinese are not necessarily Chinese."

He's been really **** off these days.

Xiao Qian hesitated: "I think he is Chinese..."

The ambassador turned his head: "Why? How can you be so sure?"

The secretary whispered, "I asked who he was, and he said he was Lei Feng..."

When they arrived on the first floor, the rolling shutters of the hall had been opened, and there were several heavily armed soldiers standing outside. The military attache headed to stop him: "Wait a minute, we are checking."

Outside the gate, a few Chinese people could be faintly found lying there, and several soldiers stared there motionlessly. There, an armed police officer was carefully half-kneeling beside the few compatriots, checking whether they were on their bodies. There are explosives like bombs and booby traps.

Finally, he made a gesture to indicate that there was no problem. His comrades in arms were all relieved and immediately gathered around. At the same time, the few Chinese were finally woken up.

They looked around at a loss, first shaking subconsciously, and then seeing the faces of their compatriots who were close at hand.

Then there are the helmets, armbands, and the five-star red flag on the uniform.

These Chinese people who were kidnapped, shackled and frightened for several days were stunned for a moment. Then, with tears filling their eyes, they stretched out their arms to hug the uncle of the People's Liberation Army in front of them... It was actually the uncle of the armed police, and then burst into tears.

"So it's you!" One of them cried, "Say it earlier, we won't say it..."

The staff of the embassy were both happy and at ease. When they heard this, they looked at each other.

What's the meaning?

Ambassador He's expression moved slightly and said, "There are many people here. Bring everyone in first. Heat some porridge in the kitchen, get some pickles, and boil some hot water. Let's talk about it after entering the room."

Those who did good deeds anonymously have quietly left.

Kant and Horus returned the same way, and there was no way to go to the French and American embassies anyway.

Today, Komora is still under martial law, and there are patrolling teams and fixed checkpoints everywhere. However, what kind of person Kant is, a master of stealth, with a high level of skill, even with an armed Humvee, he can sneak quietly. Undetected by any living enemy.

"Father, just send them back like this?"

"if not?"

Kant said lightly: "The bag Hong San gave me doesn't have anything like hypnotism, suggestion, brainwashing, it is said that the mind is a forbidden area of ​​magic, because the brain is extremely complex, and the soul is more esoteric. It is the realm of the gods, not Ordinary people can touch... but there are things that can roughly erase memory, but it is too rough and will cause irreversible damage to the target."

Horus was still a little hesitant: "But..."

"Nothing but."

Kant said slowly: "I am so anxious to save my father this time. There are many places that I can't cover up in time. There are many flaws left, especially Xie Ligan's side. Said, even if there is a perfect memory cleaning method, I will not use it."

"Because I don't want my country to discover my differences and make many conjectures about me, the first real hammer determined is that I have the ability to interfere with the mind."

"do you understand?"

"A superman has many abilities. If he can manipulate flames, be powerful, and shoot lasers in his eyes, then everyone's expectation of him is 80, and he is also willing to cooperate and coexist in a friendly manner, but he will also treat him beyond human beings. There is a fear of strength, and this fear is converted into a numerical value, about twenty."

"And on the basis of those abilities, this superman also understands the abilities of mind control, personality rewriting, and memory manipulation. Then the fear of him by those in power and the public is ten thousand, one hundred thousand, and infinite."

"The outsiders are right. In terms of spirituality, it is indeed the realm of the gods."

Horus understood a little.

"Then father..." he asked, "are you ready to make contact with your homeland?"

Kant said without hesitation: "...Of course not. I don't want to see those grandfathers. I always feel that terrible things will happen after seeing them."

Iron Son said in confusion: "But father, you still have to go back to China..."

"Well, I want to go back. After all, I really miss my parents and Xiaoman, but I can use the teleportation ability to sneak back, and the invitations of the elderly who can't say their names can't be seen."

Kant took a deep breath and looked out the window at the restless sky and morning light.

Komora, Africa, the land of chaos, one of the most backward and saddest regions of the planet.

Peace is precious, water is precious, electricity is precious, food is precious, everything that the vast majority of Chinese already have, is precious here.

But there is a sense of convenience here.

Money, power and power can get a lot here.

"In China, you can't even buy a toy gun that shoots plastic bullets."

Kant said: "And here, I can order a lot of machine guns, mortars and rockets from the arms dealers anytime, anywhere, it's like a game, I unlock higher levels, unlock higher status and power, Even scarier things can be bought, as long as you have the money.”

Slowly, he showed a cold expression.

As an ordinary person, the country is of course very safe, and it is correct to live in the country.

But he is no longer ordinary.

There are extraordinary responsibilities and extraordinary enemies.

To protect unusual people and things.

The excitement and sense of crisis that this accident brought him was simply too great.

Tina, father, a crisis between two worlds, running back and forth, exhausted, even insane, he didn't want this to happen again.

"When you're done, ask if the land here is for sale."

During the conversation, the Hummer was driving, and according to the map, the Royal Palace of Comora was not far away.

From here you can see the beige spires of the palace walls in the distance.

"Father, how did you sneak this time?"

Kant knocked on the steering wheel: "My father may be inside... Don't act rashly."

He pondered for a moment and said, "I have to sneak in quietly and see if I can find my father first. If I can't find it for a while, I'll grab a higher-ranking officer to interrogate it... This time is even more critical, I don't want to take the slightest risk. , to save my father, we will leave immediately, and don't stay for a moment."

"Understood—then I'm waiting nearby?"

"Well, according to the various plans we negotiated in advance..."

Kant's voice was calm but cold.

Horus confirmed some details with his father, as well as the terrain.

After entering Comora and sending the Chinese to the embassy, ​​my father's cold and stern mood exuding blood has been greatly eased.

Because entering this city means that he is very close to his father's father.

Things have come to the most critical moment.

It is even said that the long journey and killing are all for this moment.

- That's why my father is so calm.

Knowing son Mo Ruofu, the reverse is similar.

Iron Son already knew his father better. This is a person who is more calm when things are more urgent. Even if he is in a hurry, even if he is angry, he can still remain extremely rational at critical moments.

But if the ending was not what he intended, how calm it was before, how crazy it was afterwards.

But don't go wrong...

At this moment, even Transformers are praying silently.

"But don't make any mistakes."

In the house on the other side of the palace, a group of mercenaries are lurking and waiting. Maps, weapons, information, everything is ready.

They all look like Asians.

From the famous mercenaries in northern Myanmar.

The more war-torn the place, the more professionals will appear, brave, professional, efficient, cruel, capable of means, skilled in business... The reputation of the mercenaries in northern Myanmar is not low even in the international arena.

They rushed to this point, just to save people. With the support of their employers at all costs, they obtained great assistance, intelligence, informants, resources, equipment... Even this house was chosen early, before they entered the department. Before Mora, someone had done these things overnight.

"Next, it's a patient competition, combined with a flash of lightning."

The leader looked at the map on the wall and spoke slowly, while his subordinates listened.

"Intelligence points out that the target we want to rescue is detained in the palace. We first send people in to find out information, and use drones to scout the terrain, and then closely monitor it until night."

"If the VIP is escorted away during the day, then we intercept the convoy."

"If that's not the case, then we'll launch a raid tonight."

"You should seize the time to rest, and be prepared to fight at any time. Accidents may happen in the next moment. Just as fate is impermanent, you can encounter tigers around the corner. You must always be vigilant and humble in order to live longer - arrogance and arrogance. Arrogance is the root cause of death, you know!"

The leader's gaze passed over the dozens of subordinates in the room and turned to the three people sitting on the sofa.

His voice turned sharp: "Don't be like these three guys, who usually think they are warriors comparable to tigers, but when someone touches them behind them, they don't know anything, so they fall asleep!"

The three stood up immediately, but the young man in the middle pouted.

"Majestic!"

The leader walked up to the young man and roared, "Do you have any objection to my words?"

The other party shouted: "Yes, sir! I think in that case, you would also be fucked, which does not mean that we are arrogant!"

The leader was furious: "Fart!"

"Yes, sir!" the other party continued to shout, "I was wrong! The sir will not be silently plotted! The sir alone can kill all the enemies in the palace!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was punched in the face and fell on the sofa.

"All disbanded!"

The leader roared: "Menggang! Follow me to investigate the palace! Others stand by!"

After waiting for the leader to go out with the other person, Maung Deng's companion said to him, "You shouldn't provoke the leader, even if he is your brother."

The young man just curled his lips: "I'm right, yelling at me all day, try it for him?"

At the same time, the man who went out with the leader said, "You are too harsh on your brother, maybe it's not his fault that you missed that time."

"Missing is a mistake. Without any reason, I don't believe that there can be such an evil enemy. They must be careless."

The leader said coldly: "Let's go, stop chatting, and pay attention to your surroundings."

They observed the situation around them and walked towards the palace as if nothing had happened. The intelligence work was done well, and they knew that there was a hidden sewer leading there.

At the same time, Kant also came not far from the palace.

The front is heavily guarded, but that's okay.

Kant pressed his hand on the ground and extracted it. The ground continued to collapse, and a hollow tunnel appeared.

In the palace, Kang Jinzhu suddenly opened his eyes, then rubbed his eyes, shook his head and smiled.

"Thinking about it at night, dreaming about it every day."

He looked at the bright sunlight outside the window and laughed at himself: "I'm still afraid of death, Kang Jinzhu, the dreams are getting more and more strange. I actually dreamed that Kant came to save me, and it was my dream that I came out..."

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PS1: 5,500 words, still a two-in-one chapter, good night, good night, I'm so sleepy today.