Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

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The Hima Eagle swept through the air and flapped its wings. Kang De stepped on the wide back of the eagle and faced the violent wind. He narrowed his eyes and used the scroll to activate the Eagle Eye Technique and Dark Vision to look at the deep and distant night sky.

His expression was very subtle.

"I say…"

He held his phone and spoke to Kirov. "You don't plan to hide it from me at all, do you?"

The Russian's voice was depressed and helpless. "This is their decision. I can't interfere."

Kang De sighed helplessly. "D*mn."

The dark sky shone with the lights of navigation. A huge object passed through the dark clouds and whistled through the African sky. It was Kirov's cargo plane.

There was only one small problem.

On the first delivery, the cargo plane arranged by Kirov also sent Kang De to Senegal. It was a classic An-12 transport plane. In today's eyes, this transport plane was outdated and had less capacity, but only large countries were qualified to choose. To small countries, this was a good thing that could be used for decades. To the former affiliates of the poor former Soviet Union, this was a delivery divine artifact.

The An-12 that belonged to Serbia was responsible for earning some extra money for the country and army. It was often hired by philanthropists around the world to transport some humanitarian resources to backward areas.

For example, the humanitarian resources assistance of the Chinese philanthropist surnamed Kang a few days ago was a classic charity case. The assistance from the free world finally successfully arrived in the other world and sent warm love from Earth to the confused elves and the members of their servant country who needed guidance.

In short, the An-12 transport plane was really useful. Reliable was really reliable.

As a transport plane designed in the era of the former Soviet Union, it perfectly reflected the usual leathery and durable characteristic of the Mao family's equipment. It was just that the experience of riding it was not good… The second shipment agreed with Kirov was also the same transport plane. It used an airdrop to transport goods. The agreed location was nearby.

However, there was indeed a small problem.

The An-12 transport plane had an insignificant number behind the model.

It was an insignificant detail and did not change much. It was just that the transport weight had changed from 20 tons to more than 100 tons. It was also a little larger, hahahaha…

"D*mn."

With Kang De's limited military knowledge, he knew that the larger the transport plane, the higher the requirement for the airport runway. He rolled his eyes and said, "What the heck are you doing, An-124?! Where can I find a level-four runway for you in this godforsaken place? The Russians don't dare to fly like this, right?!"

Kirov said faintly, "It's useless to tell me. This is their idea. The previously agreed transport method is an airdrop, so we won't land. Instead, we'll directly parachute. Kang De, you have to protect me. It's very dangerous to parachute from a high altitude, and it's at night…"

"Don't come anymore! Go back the way you came!"

Kang De was furious when he heard this.

This was completely another test by the Russians. The Russians were not easy to deal with. Now that China and Russia were cooperating, the main reason was still that they were under pressure from European and American countries. The geographical location of the two countries determined that cooperation was always temporary. The Russians had done many evil things… They were really cunning.

They clearly wanted to test Kang De's strength and figure him out through the night airdrop.

It was too blatant. Who were they looking down on?

He shouted, "Get lost, get lost. Throw down the goods for me. Get lost quickly. No one is allowed to come down. Otherwise, I'll kill anyone who comes down and be a target!"

Kirov said faintly, "Without people, even if the goods arrive, you can't use them."

"…What do you mean? I ordered only ammunition. What should I use?"

"Oh, right, I forgot to tell you. I lied to you previously and wanted to give you a surprise when we met. About seven to eight hours ago, when I was preparing new goods for you, I was blocked by a few officials of the Bureau of Investigation. Our transactions are all in their hands. Following the instructions of the Kremlin, they changed to a new plane as soon as possible."

"The number of Soviet weapons and ammunition you bought earlier has all doubled and been upgraded to the latest model. The manufacturing bureau praised your taste and sneered at the American equipment. In other words, the M2HB heavy machine gun ammunition and firearms ammunition you wanted are all gone. As compensation, they provided you with an even fiercer Soviet heavy machine gun and high-firing speed autocannon, as well as the 107 rocket you wanted. Also…"

"—What are you doing?!"

Kang De said angrily, "Have you asked for my approval to change my goods for no reason?! I like Blue Fire Gatling. I can even light a lighter. What does it have to do with you?"

"Don't be like this. The 107 rocket is also a replica of the Soviet rocket. We…"

"—I like the 107 rocket. I support local goods. Why do you care?"

"…These are all free."

"You don't want money? Free is the most expensive. Don't I know your trick? Can't I afford that? Is it so great to have a gun? Stop looking down on people! Go away! Leave!"

Kang De looked stubborn.

What a joke.

—Even if I, Kang De, don't want your military equipment, even if I want to snatch the French, even if I want them from the country, I can't let you Russians succeed!

"…You don't want the cannon anymore?"

"What cannon?"

"It's like this… On the way to the airport, the intelligence officer of the authorities asked me in detail about my conversation with you. I mentioned that you're interested in the Serbian Nora Howitzer and even said that you want to fire your own cannon, land ship cannon, and Combine Harvester…"

"Therefore, they first gave you two D30 traction howitzers and a ZSU-23-4 self-propelled high-explosive gun. Although the latter is a neutered version, removed the fire control radar, and carried out weight reduction work, it's still…"

"There's no need to say anything else!"

Kang De shouted and interrupted Kirov's lobbying.

"…Let's discuss the airdrop plan."

I wanted the Russians to scram back to where they came from.

However, their cannon was really too thick and long.

Moreover, this word "first"…

Kirov smiled knowingly, then said as if nothing had happened, "The D30 Howitzer is loaded and sent with ammunition on the P7 airborne platform. The other resources are the same. However, the Shilka self-propelled high-tech cannons are all 17 tons. Even if the ammunition is sent separately, removed the radar fire control system, and has been dismantled by a certain amount of armor, it's still close to the weight limit of safe delivery and can easily be broken, so…"

Kang De said indifferently, "You have to let me show my strength?"

Kirov said nothing.

Kang De thought for a moment and said, "What should I do?"

Since he had already done what he had done on the streets of Moroni, he had to be prepared to appear in front of the world, or rather, the few countries, especially Kang De's next plan and his father's plan…

Father Kang told him to be mediocre and not be high-profile or too low-key. In short, don't show that you're too weak, so much so that the various countries and even any faction feel that they can control you at will. You can't show that you're too strong and make the five hooligans unable to sleep.

The first principle was to hide the matters of the white fog world and the other world at all costs.

This was the greatest and most fatal secret.

The secondary principle was to hide his ability to activate the nature, threat, and consequences that were equivalent to a nuclear attack. This included the projection of kinetic weapons, destroying a nuclear power plant, buying a house, opening a map, replicating dangerous weapons, teleporting to any place through spatial anchors, and carrying out destruction and assassination operations. He could obtain spells like mental interference and curse plague from the other world. These had to be hidden.

On this basis, he would appropriately show his value and ability and mediate between the various countries. He would use Comoros as a cover and hide. He would collect weapons, import firearms, introduce technology, buy resources… Then, he would turn these into strength and use them to support or advance the development of the other world.

He would destroy the elves, the enemies from outer space, and the Empire. He would take revenge first.

Therefore, he indeed had to show his strength.

Balls of bright light rushed into the sky and floated in the night sky. Then, they slowly landed, illuminating the desolate and cold Gobi as if it was the day.

Illumination was one of the most practical and simple spells. It was often the first skill the apprentices learned. Just like a classic low-level spell like the Fire Bullet, Icicle, and Wind Blade, it became the spell that had been expanded, applied, developed, and optimized the most.

Compared to attack magic, this spell had a wider application, from the daily lives of mages and even nobles to wilderness exploration or caravan trade… or war.

Battlefield-level illumination spells were used for night attack and defense, target guidance, and projection instructions. The spell scrolls engraved were standardized military resources that every magic army had to have.

Kang De destroyed the elves and their servant army along the way with irresistible force and obtained many spoils of war and resources. They were all stored in the white fog world. Those knives, spears, swords, halberds, and good bows could be used by Goethe. As for the other magic equipment and magic items, he could organize them and see what he could do. He could sell them and use them.

For example, the ball of light that filled the sky slowly fell, illuminating the world and revealing it in detail.

On the An-124 transport plane, the crew, Kirov, and the others looked at the ground. The scattered balls of light shone. They did not look much like flares, because there was no smoke or even fire.

The pilot pressed down on his earpiece and listened for a moment. Then, he asked through the communicator, "Did you let the parachute people approach when you parachuted? Observe and even collect one of those things up close."

Kirov looked out of the window a few times and said indifferently, "I suggest not to do this. As a Chinese, he's naturally wary of his motherland and you. Now is the time to build friendships and sow seeds. It's far from the harvest season. Do you want to give up an entire wheat ear for a bud?"

The pilot replied in a low voice and listened for a while before saying, "I agree. Also, arms dealer, the general is scolding you."

Kirov revealed a mocking smile. "It's my honor, General. Also, I'm his most trusted Russian now. Therefore, Honorable Lord, don't mess things up."

After a while, the pilot's voice sounded, "On account of the popular Soviet vodka and century-old cigarettes, I didn't say that… Gentlemen, it's time to go out."

The parachute light lit up. The pilot observed the ground again and reported the terrain. The Gobi on the surface was flat, the vision was good, and the terrain was good. It was a good place to airdrop.

"Begin."

The back hatch slowly opened. The An-124 was divided into upper and lower floors. In the lower cargo cabin, the rollers of the P-7 airborne platforms were stuck in the limited groove of the middle line of the floor of the cargo cabin. They were filled with goods fixed. As the crew operated, the tow umbrella of the first airborne platform was thrown along the hatch.

The traction umbrella flew through the night sky and opened like a flower under the effect of the wind. The resistance pulled the heavy airborne platform along the slide, pulled out the cargo cabin, and threw it into the air.

The speed reduction umbrella opened.

The main umbrella opened.

The parachute system began to operate. Several main umbrellas with an area of 350 square meters opened in the air, shining with a white light under the map of the illumination spell.

There were two howitzers, a self-propelled air defense vehicle, and a number of weapons and ammunition in boxes. Umbrella landing platforms flew into the sky and whistled down.

Immediately after, figures flew out of the front hatch. Umbrella flowers continuously opened, and one after another, they floated down from 800 meters in the air under the light of the illumination spell.

In the brilliant light of the night sky, they saw the Hima Eagle flapping its wings in the air.

They saw a figure standing on the back of the giant eagle, and then black starlight splashed out. That person's figure shuttled through the sky, like a sorcerer in a story or legend, or like a poor imagination in a fantasy movie or game. The thing in human fantasy appeared in front of everyone.

They looked at all of this in surprise and shock.

They watched as the flickering figure appeared under the self-propelled air-defense vehicle.

Although there was resistance from the parachute, the heavy goods still landed at a relatively fast speed after accelerating hundreds of meters in the sky. The airborne platform fell one by one. The people who were still adjusting their posture in the sky stared fixedly at the self-propelled cannon. It landed without making a sound.

"…Oh my god!"

Those who saw everything could not help but scream.

Under the illumination of the balls of light that filled the sky, he saw the airborne platform loaded with anti-aircraft tanks on the ground being carried by a person and slowly placed on the ground. In other words, this Chinese person's "demonstration" referred to standing under this airborne platform that weighed nearly 20 tons. Facing its falling speed of 800 meters, he stretched out his hand, caught it, and placed it on the ground.

Hmm.

Thank you for the Featherfall Technique.

This spell that was used to explore the wilderness by pioneering knights and adventurers in the early years was gradually favored by the battlefield because it was simple and easy to learn and had a low threshold. Especially in the cruel siege, many brave warriors were experienced and their martial techniques were brilliant. They did not die under the swords of the enemy, but they fell to the power of gravity, were either smashed to death by heavy rocks, or fell off the city wall… Under such circumstances, they must hope that there was a spell that could temporarily lighten the target and reduce the impact of a fall.

However, the Russians did not know.

They seemed to see Superman slowly flattening the supersonic passenger plane falling from the sky in the baseball field.

"Is everyone alright?"

After Kirov and the others landed and untied the parachute, Kang De came to them. These tough-looking Russians actually took a step back at the same time.

Kirov forced a smile. "Hey, does Superman like to use rocket launchers too?"

"Perhaps." Kang De shrugged and said, "Perhaps he also needs some relatively gentle attacks."

He looked at the self-propelled cannon not far away and the two howitzers that were sealed in a mobile state. For the sake of these weapons, Kang De decided to have a better attitude.

There were also 14 soldiers in camouflage clothes who landed with Kirov. In the lead was Dimitri, the bodyguard of the arms dealer. When he saw Kang De look over, he saluted. "We're all mercenaries in service. From today onwards, we're at your disposal, sir."

Kang De looked at Kirov again. Kirov said, "Someone has to control these big guys, right?"

"Forget it, let's talk when we get back."

Kang De waved over. Not far away, lights lit up. Three transport trucks drove over. The drivers were mercenaries from Northern Myanmar. After being saved by Kang De, they temporarily stayed in Moroni.

"Unload the goods," Kang De said. "Finish it quickly. Let's go back to Moroni."

Dimitri led the men to busy themselves. Kirov stood beside Kang De. "They did give me orders."

Kang De glanced at him. "It's very normal, but convey my attitude back first. The foundation of dialogue and communication is built on a premise—the motherland has to know all my interactions with you."

"Understood." Kirov nodded. "What's the next step? Deal with that Frenchman? We can't wait to see the French make a fool of themselves."

"Let's go back to Moroni first."

As Kang De said this, he sneered in his mind.

The Russians sent weapons, equipment, and people. It sounded very good, but it was actually very troublesome. There was no need for a howitzer to deal with Little Bob. These were all prepared for the elves, but the Russian side had most likely tampered with the weapons and would send people to pay attention at all times. Under such circumstances, it was always a troublesome matter for so many weapons and ammunition to disappear into thin air, but it did not matter.

These things would stay motionless in the warehouse without any problems.

He took a few steps forward, took out his phone, and called the number.

He had saved his father and the king. Things had come to an end slightly and he had some breathing room. In that case, he could start doing that thing.

Soon, the call was picked up and a slightly happy voice sounded, "Hi! Guardian Eagle God!"

"King Chakat." Kang De smiled and said, "I want to start some industries on your territory and need a piece of land. I wonder if you're willing?"

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