Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

"Jinzhu! Jinzhu!"

In the speeding Hummer, the king held his lower abdomen and leaned forward. He grabbed the driver's seat and shouted Kang Jinzhu's name in broken Chinese.

He shouted, "Should we stay where we are and wait for your son?! I don't mean to offend you, but many American blockbusters tell me that supporting characters without combat strength will only drag the lead down and delay things if they rashly act!"

As Kang Jinzhu looked at the road, he looked down at the map to confirm the location. Inside the bumpy car, his eyes passed through the lenses and a trace of ruthlessness flashed through them. "You'll say this only because that's not your son!"

"Heh! Brother! That's not what I said!"

Chakat II's tone subconsciously carried a rap accent. He shouted, "That's your son. It's precisely because of this that you can't trouble him at this time!"

"If this is an ordinary Hummer, I naturally won't do this. However, this car can fight a small armed convoy alone and blow up your house. I think it's more than enough to protect us. Otherwise, even if I control the steering wheel, it's impossible to control this car!"

At this point, Kang Jinzhu raised his left hand and punched the glass of the car, "If you agree, honk!"

In the next moment, the Hummer horn honked.

Chakat II's eyes widened. "Wow! Unbelievable! This is amazing! Who…"

At this point, he blinked as if he had just noticed the term Kang Jinzhu had said. The king stammered, "Wait, Jinzhu, which place did you say this car blew up?"

"Your house is half collapsed."

Kang Jinzhu's words were concise and he added, "He's most likely involved in your ancestral grave!"

In the next moment, the Hummer honked again.

"Wow!"

Chakat II exclaimed again.

Logically speaking, his ancestral grave and the palace did not matter anymore. His eyes widened like bells. The king exclaimed, "How did he do it?! Could this be artificial intelligence?! Jinzhu! Has China's driverless and artificial intelligence already reached this stage?!"

"How is that possible?" Kang Jinzhu snorted, "Humans are still thousands of miles away from strong artificial intelligence. Someone is most likely controlling it remotely!"

The king had stayed in the West for studies and knew the basic scientific knowledge. "So far? How can I control it remotely?"

"I don't know! However, there's nothing strange. That little brat can spend only two to three days to run from China to find me and take out so many weapons and ammunition. He most likely joined some strange organization! It's not strange to have a support teammate who's good at high technology to help from afar!"

With that, Father Kang pounded the steering wheel and roared, "Dear wife, Li Shaoyuan, it better not be you!"

The Hummer honked a few more times. This time, it was relatively weak and sounded more aggrieved.

They sped all the way and cut a shortcut to the capital of Comoros, Moroni. They crossed the hills and jumped over the Gobi. Horus's powerful off-road ability ignored all the terrain obstacles. After dozens of minutes of silent and urgent marching, the city skyline of Moroni was already in sight.

On a higher hill, the Hummer stopped on its own. Here, Moroni and the surrounding area could be seen. Kang Jinzhu pursed his lips and did not say anything. Although he was worried about his son, he would not rashly barge into the enemy's base camp.

Picking up the binoculars, he looked in the direction of the city to find Kang De.

Chakat II looked at his homeland. This was his former territory and could not help but look a little melancholic.

The king narrowed his eyes and tried to find his half-collapsed home. Unfortunately, he could only vaguely see the outline, but it was Yan'er. Clearly, Jinzhu was telling the truth, and he could not help but feel even sadder.

He sighed, but the joy in the black man's bones made him quickly pull himself together.

It was only a palace. As long as he was not dead, it was fine. This time, he would think of a way to ask the superhuman son of Jinzhu Kang for help to take back the bird position. When he returned, he would kick the French aside and hug the East fully.

With the usual generosity of the Chinese, Comoros did not have to pay to repair the palace. He did not have to in the first place. The palace that had been destroyed by the Chinese captain naturally had to be repaired by the Chinese S.H.I.E.L.D..

Thinking of this, his mood improved greatly.

He calculated how much benefits he could obtain from completely leaning towards China.

Previously, Comoros could only rely on international assistance to survive and break off relations with France. It was basically equivalent to shooting glances at the European and American world. Assistance was probably not so easy to obtain.

He still had to go out and find money. After all, it was an agricultural country with underdeveloped transportation. More and more people were born, and resources were very scarce. His education was poor, his trade deficit was poor, his infrastructure was backward, and he was firmly restricted by the surrounding neighbors. He was smuggled into the country and the quality of the population was low… All kinds of dilemmas were the worst epitome of the current situation in Africa. There was no hope of improvement in a short period of time. He was the ruler of this country.

He would use the royal account to pay the compensation of the sacrificed. There was not much left.

After this matter was over, he should be able to contact China and obtain an emergency assistance sum. He could use these to order a batch of living resources from Chinese companies to stabilize the order in the country. This war would severely dampen international assistance and investment confidence. Many citizens' lives would be in turmoil, and production would have to stop.

There were also facilities that had been destroyed in the war and places that had been looted and destroyed by the Gambia people…

As he calculated with a heavy heart, he casually asked, "How is it? Do you see it?"

Kang Jinzhu was searching carefully, but it was easier said than done to find it bit by bit. He said, "Still…"

In the next moment, the Hummer's engine roared, and the weapons station at the top clanged and was on guard.

Before Kang Jinzhu could finish speaking, snow-white dandelion flowers exploded in the sky of Moroni. Smoke exploded, and countless white lines sprinkled onto the ground, splashing with daytime starlight.

Then, there were explosions everywhere in the city.

An orange fireball rushed into the sky, and flames splashed everywhere.

One after another.

Kang Jinzhu muttered, "This is…"

Due to the convenience of making it, the disgusting effect, the power was too weak, and the special attack on civilians, it was banned by the large countries as a prohibited weapon. However, it was still continued to be used by some countries as a "smoke bomb". It was common in war-torn areas. It was a white phosphorus bomb used for deterrence, revenge, and intimidation.

As for the thing that exploded on the ground and caused a wave of flames, it was probably napalm. Oh no, it should be a Mark-77. It was American. The United States of America had destroyed all its stockpiles of napalm decades ago and would definitely not use such an inhumane and cruel weapon again. Although the incendiary weapon used in many battlefields like the Iraq War was almost identical to napalm in effect, it was not napalm, because there was a fundamental difference in composition. It was called a Mark-77.

In short, in an instant, Moroni bloomed with flames.

Kang Jinzhu's expression changed drastically. He suddenly shouted, "I think I see them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Father Kang's collar was grabbed. His eyes were red as he hissed, "Your son dropped a white phosphorus bomb in Moroni?"

Kang Jinzhu was stunned, then he was furious, "Nonsense!"

The king looked at the fire that was beginning to spread in a daze and his expression became crazy, "Drive! Go over there to save them!"

Kang Jinzhu picked up the binoculars and looked carefully, only to discover that the two high-speed cars had already been covered by smoke and flames. He could not see the situation clearly in his anxiety. He wanted to look again, but the king's hand was already stuck to his neck.

Kang Jinzhu was about to struggle when the carriage shook in the next moment. A mechanical hand stretched out from somewhere and grabbed the king's hand. It twisted and pushed him back.

A gun barrel hanging from the roof was aimed at Chakat II.

Kang Jinzhu shouted, "Don't shoot!"

The king was stunned for a few seconds. Without a word, he reached out to pull the car door. His actions just now had affected the wound in his abdomen, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Kang Jinzhu frowned and said, "What are you doing?"

The king said coldly, "I have to save them!"

"You're still injured!" Kang Jinzhu shouted, "It's very dangerous there!"

Chakat suddenly turned around and looked at Kang Jinzhu with lightning-like eyes. "Then why did you come?"

The two of them looked at each other. A moment later, the king said, "I don't have a son, but I have citizens. I fled earlier to not spread the flames of war to the homes of innocent subjects. Now, the king has to return!"

He could not open the car door, then knocked hard with his shoulder. "Open up! Open up!"

Kang Jinzhu's gaze changed, his expression was uncertain, and his emotions changed intensely. Suddenly, he smashed the steering wheel and shouted, "Drive! To Moroni!"

The Hummer did not move.

Kang Jinzhu felt like an idiot. He could not find the camera, but he understood that someone could hear him, and that person decided what would happen after that.

He shouted, "That's a trap! The shells and bombs don't cover Kang De! They exploded throughout the city! Little Bob has no reason to launch such an attack on innocent civilians. This definitely doesn't conform to the principles of mercenaries and will cause a tsunami in the international community. It'll go to the International Court of Justice in The Hague!"

"There's no benefit in doing this, and it'll cause huge trouble—unless he wants to throw the blame on Kang De! We have to think of a way! Kang De is in a pinch now!"

The Hummer still did not move.

"I have a way to deal with this! But quickly! I'm not getting out of the car! I definitely won't get out of the car! Protect us! Take us to the embassy! Hurry!"

Kang Jinzhu's voice even carried a trace of pleading, "This is for Kang De! Take it that I'm begging you! He's already stuck in a dilemma now! It's even more troublesome if such a thing happens! If it's any later, it'll be too late!"

Finally, the engine roared again. The two of them suddenly leaned back. The chariot whistled and rushed down the hills, roaring at the burning Moroni.

The two men in the car looked serious and their lips pursed. Moroni had already become a battlefield. These two almost powerless people had stepped into danger because the people they cherished were there.

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