Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

In short, a new wound was added to King Comora's abdomen.

No one made fun of him though.

Because apart from Horus, no one saw the Kang family put the king on the ground, gestured, and opened a gap that was neither deep nor shallow.

Sprinkled some Yunnan Baiyao, re-wrapped it with the bandages Kirov gave, and carried King Komora into the car—they were about to get away.

Obviously, the mercenaries even dispatched gunships to capture the King of Comora, and when these people discovered the King's Guard, they must have also issued a witness report to the superiors, the mercenary headquarters and even the French government. They will pay close attention, and then, the pursuit troops will lose contact.

Even the gunships in charge of the pursuit missions disappeared out of thin air and evaporated from the world.

Although this helicopter is just an old-fashioned AH-1G American Cobra, not a Tiger helicopter jointly developed by France and Germany, it is not something that a mere mercenary force active in Africa can easily acquire - even if it is affordable, Most can't afford it.

Being able to have this big killer, most of the French and Baixi government have secretly matched and made some efforts.

Such a big helicopter, put it here, it will be gone all of a sudden, not to mention that little Bob will be furious, even the French government will not be able to sit still.

"Seriously, even if the nearby French-Baixi military base immediately took off a reconnaissance plane and flew here, I wouldn't be surprised." Kant glanced at the king lying in the back seat, "This guy is troublesome. I'm a little bit regretful about saving him."

Before leaving, Kant deliberately extracted the battlefield to eliminate traces and clues as much as possible.

But I don't know if I can hide from the enemy.

Kang Jinzhu said: "He is very useful."

After saying this, Kang Dad seemed to feel that the convincing was not enough, and added: "The king was rescued by us, you can ask him to cooperate with us, this is a relatively big credit, we have done a good job for the country. Great contribution, I have said all these benefits, of course, and more importantly, the king may know something... We save him, at least we can figure out what little Bob wants to do."

Kant squinted at his father: "It sounds so nice, you were quite neat when you held him with a knife before. Could it be that this kid still owes you the project payment?"

"Nonsense!" Kang Jinzhu stared, "I'm protecting him - lest he find out your secret, guess something, say something that shouldn't be said, and be silenced by your kid."

Kant laughed three times, and said proudly: "Is this a cruel person? I'm not a devil, I can give him something like San Corpse Brain Pill, Leopard Fetal Yijin Pill, etc. Control him, let him work for me, and make Komora my thing - hey, it seems more convenient to think about it this way, oh shit, are Hong Antong and Ren Woxing stupid? Such a good medicine is only Use it to control subordinates and hooligans?"

Kang Jinzhu and his son looked at each other, and after a while, they also wondered, "Yes, are they stupid?"

At this moment, there was a deep groan from the back seat.

The two turned back.

King Hei opened his eyes blankly, drowsily, looked around in confusion, then showed pain, covered the wound in his abdomen, and then he realized his situation.

Eyes widened, he subconsciously touched the gun, felt empty, then looked around vigilantly, and saw a familiar person at a glance—Jin Zhukang sitting in the co-pilot.

"Fine... fine pig!"

He called out Kang Jinzhu's name in Chinese with a very strange and subtle pronunciation, and then it turned into English, murmured, and Kant couldn't understand it anyway.

"Jingzhu, oh, Jingzhu, did you save me? What about my clan and my subordinates? Oh, my God, only you Chinese people can be trusted. Those French people want to meddle in my country and my country again. The glory of my ancestors... I will not give in, I must fight them to the end!"

He seemed to have realized the fate of his loyal subordinates, his eyes were red and he gritted his teeth.

The Comoran king took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

This is the tragedy of weak countries.

Today's international environment is not much better or even worse than it was hundreds or thousands of years ago, because today, most countries in the world have no possibility of becoming a powerful country.

Even a poor and small country like Komora, originating in a remote African region, can only be one of the examples of the law of the jungle in the international community, proving that this cruel law can be used even in the context of warmth, human rights, development and peace. The global tone has never changed.

He said solemnly to Kang Jinzhu: "Please, Jingzhu, help me, please find a way to let me get in touch with your motherland. I will always remember your friendship and be a friend of China forever..."

Kant could only hear the other person murmur, speaking very fast and with a heavy accent. In his test-taking English, he could hardly understand it at all, but he thought his pronunciation was very interesting.

"Fine pig." He laughed, "What is the black king talking about?"

"Son." Kang Jinzhu said lightly, "He wants to join our country."

King Comora then noticed the driver.

He suffered a drastic change in the country, and realized the truth and realized that the French government had subverted his country. He was full of anger and anger and had nowhere to express his anger. When escaping from the palace, he was hit by a grenade fragmentation, and then was snatched by the loyal king's guard. The car has been half awake and stupefied until now.

When he woke up again, he thought he had fallen into the enemy's hands, but he saw a familiar face, a fine pig from China, who was really out of desperation. What he saw was a friendly Chinese face, which made him no longer hesitate.

The white people's destruction, plundering and destruction of Africa has continued for hundreds of years. Today, China has never invaded Africa or harmed black people. In the past few decades, it has carried out extremely fair cooperation with Africa, and it has gradually emerged. Become a powerful country, one side is a combination of old and new hatred, and the other side is a powerful and friendly giant. How to choose is clear at a glance.

Small countries can only choose, and small countries are not eligible for neutrality.

Crouching and compromising is useless, why not choose a friendlier one, it won't be worse anyway.

So after seeing Kang Jinzhu, he immediately asked the other party to contact the country for him.

He believes that even if China will hesitate to engage in a secret confrontation and confrontation with Fabaixi, it will definitely make the right decision after hearing the inside information provided by him.

But there is a problem here.

All his attention was on Kang Jinzhu, but he didn't notice Kant next to him. He thought it was a driver. When Kant spoke, he subconsciously looked over.

Then his eyes widened and he screamed.

"You, you, you, you, you, you! I saw it! You flew into the helicopter! Does China have it too!?"

King Komora was speechless.

Previously, he was sent all the way by the King's Guard. Although he was injured, the car drove smoothly and was sleeping. Then he encountered a surprise attack and was woken up while racing. He was actually outside the helicopter, shattered the glass cover, and then gave the pilot to...

He recognized Kant's clothes, it should be him.

The words and grammar of these sentences are very simple, at least Kant can understand them.

"Tsk tsk." Kant smiled, but his eyes were a little cold, "It seems that he has to eat three corpse brain pills."

Kang Jinzhu's expression became solemn: "China also has... What do you mean? What is it?"

"You don't know? You don't know? Then he is..."

The king shook his head.

After gradually sobering up, a ray of hope flashed in the eyes of the young king who had studied in the West. Previously, he only wanted to ask China for help as soon as possible, but now...

"Fine pig! Who is he? Your bodyguard? To save your mercenary? I want to ask him for help! Help me! It's too late! How much! I'll pay for it!"

He asked Kang Jinzhu loudly, then looked at Kant with an eager face.

Kang Jinzhu's expression cooled down.

"Your Majesty, we will take you to a safe place, and then help you get in touch with the Republic. As for your proposal, sorry, he is not a mercenary or a bodyguard, he is my son..."

"Son! It's great! Isn't this better?" the king said excitedly. "Since it's your son, please open your mouth to your father, and I will reward you greatly!"

"No, no, I don't agree!"

Kang Jinzhu said categorically: "Your Majesty, no father would put his child in direct confrontation with one of the five permanent members for money. I don't want him to suffer any risk!"

Kant asked, "So, what is he talking about?"

Kang Jinzhu shook his head and said, "It's whimsical, don't worry about it, just treat him as farting."

Suddenly, the king shouted at Kant: "Help me! Help me!"

Speaking in Chinese, although it is seriously out of tune, it can be heard.

Kang Jinzhu shouted: "Shut up! Otherwise I'll tell you to shut up!"

Kant patted his father's arm: "It's okay, let him talk, let's listen, you have said it, he may know something we don't know."

Then he smiled at the other party: "Tell me about it, try to use Chinese as much as possible."

"Okay, okay!"

There was a glimmer of hope on the young king's face, and he said in simple and eerie Chinese: "Help me, defeat little Bob-Bourjou, he has taken something important, from my country, from the tombs of my ancestors, He has to go to Biagan, to get another treasure, and then all in one, stop it, the airfield, the military airfield west of Comora, he gets something, and from there, he will go to Biagan."

"There is also a transit point for their troops. They will regroup there and launch a surprise attack on Biagan. There, there are a lot of military supplies they have prepared and mobilized. If we can occupy the airport and destroy those weapons and ammunition, we can..."

Before he finished speaking, the Hummer squeaked and stopped with a sudden brake.

Kant's expression was no longer sleepy at all.

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PS1: Second update, good night, good night, go to sleep.