Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds Chapter 354

354 Yuri

The refresh mechanism of the white fog world was to anchor a certain point in time on Earth. It replicated and displayed the state of that moment, presenting a mirrored Earth.

In other words, after refreshing, the white fog world would be the same as Earth.

While fighting the elves, Kang De refreshed the white fog world to obtain ammunition and resources, but he discovered that the ammunition was all there, and the two howitzers and the self-propelled high cannon were already gone.

This could only mean one thing.

At this moment on Earth, the three heavy weapons had already been driven out.

Therefore, he returned as soon as possible.

A long and ear-piercing alarm sounded in the sky. Dense gunshots sounded in the distance. The storm-like firing speed of the Shilka self-propelled high-tech cannon left a tracer trajectory in the sky like a long river of flames. The roar of the M30 howitzer also shook the sky. Clearly, Moroni was attacked again.

D*mn.

The signal transmitter in his hand was continuously flashing. He had also made a set for his father to prevent any accidents. Kang De looked around Moani and did not hear cries and screams, nor did he see any intense flames and thick smoke. The situation did not seem to be bad.

He called the number and immediately picked up. His father's voice sounded, “What did you do?!”

Kang De asked, “Where are you?”

“The underground bomb shelter of the embassy—Moroni has been attacked!”

“I saw it. Let's resolve it now.”

Horus was still in the other world helping the gorilla and the others clean up the mess. Kang De returned to Earth in advance. The Hima Eagle flapped its wings and flew into the night sky. Brilliant golden light and green wings were clearly visible in the night. He could hear cheers and shouts from below. Looking down from the sky, a small number of people were also retreating in an organized manner.

He had heard from the king that Moroni had a bomb shelter facility inherited from the Second World War. After the day's attack, he had organized his citizens to enter the fortifications to take refuge and rest. It was a wise choice.

He called Kirov.

There was the faint roar of a gun on the phone. The Russian shouted, “You finally picked up!”

Kang De asked, “You're outside? Why didn't you hide in the air raid shelter?”

“In such a subtle and awkward period, I think it's best for me and my people to stay away from your father!” Kirov replied. “Moreover, I have to show my value and sincerity!”

Kang De rode the giant eagle and soared in the sky. He asked in a low voice, “The enemy is Little Bob?”

Kirov hesitated. “I think so.”

This was almost predictable.

In Comoros, in the current situation, those who wanted to attack and had the ability to attack were either the mercenary army under Little Bob or the French overseas base not far from here.

Then it must be the former.

This was because no matter how happy they were, France was still the only worldwide military power other than the United States. If the people who attacked were the French, with Comoros' weak defense and dozens of mercenaries, they would probably be wiped out in a few minutes.

Then only Little Bob was left.

Kang De said coldly, “Isn't it good to be alive?”

He had saved his father, settled Moroni, and taken care of the war in the other world. He was already very busy, so he could not spare the time to pursue Little Bob. In other words, if this guy took the opportunity to escape back to France, Kang De would not have the time to find trouble with him and pursue him for a while. He had to deal with everything on both sides first. He did not expect that not only did he not escape, but he also felt that he could kill him?

Following the guidance of Kirov's report, Kang De landed in the Moroni military command post, the police station that the mercenaries used as a temporary command center.

The guards had long seen the huge eagle falling from the sky. Seeing this, they immediately saluted. They were two black people, local civilians with military skills who had been temporarily recruited today. Perhaps they were former civil servants or veterans. What happened today had increased people's cohesion.

He nodded slightly and entered. He was led to the meeting room of the police station by a North Myanmar mercenary. Apart from Kirov, King Chakat was also there, along with a few temporary officials.

“King.” Kang De walked in. “You should have gone to the bomb shelter.”

Chakat II smiled and said, “Don't worry, my friend. The life of the king is precious, but it's not impossible to die. There's only one situation where the king has to live at all costs. That's when his territory, the throne, and his subjects have nothing to entrust him with—and now, there's already one.”

He went forward and hugged Kang De. He smiled and said, “When you fell asleep, I invited your father, Master He, the diplomats of France, the United States, and all the citizens of Moroni. I asked them to prove it and make a will. If anything happens to me, you'll be the new king of Comoros.”

Kang De frowned and said, “…What the heck?”

Chakat II laughed at the surrounding people, “What did I say? He might not be willing.”

He patted Kang De's shoulder and took advantage of this moment to whisper in his ear, “Although responsibility is greater than power, you indeed need it, right?”

Kang De glanced at him from the corner of his eye. “So if you die inexplicably, I'll be the first suspect?”

“You'll become a king too.” The black man blinked. “Therefore, you'll protect me. The countries that don't want you to be a king or Comoros to completely side with China will protect me.”

“This girl…”

“Alright, let me introduce you to the general situation.”

Before Kang De could speak, the king pointed out of the window, “About ten minutes ago, the sentries I sent to the surroundings of the city sent out a message and discovered an unknown armed convoy approaching. The operation team formed by your Russian friends intercepted and shouted. They were shot, so it evolved into a battle…”

Kang De asked, “Were there casualties?”

“Not yet. After all, only ten minutes have passed,” Kirov replied. “Dimitri's idea is to deter and defend. Then he'll contact you and deal with them when you return. He said that Moroni has too few available defense personnel now and can't attack easily to avoid falling into a trap or being diverted and restrained. After all, it's a night battle. I don't know what tactical goal the enemy has or how many people they've sent.”

When explaining this, he was a little uneasy.

After all, the saying that “we, the former elites of the Russian army, are well-equipped and have self-propelled artillery and howitzers, are guarding here without moving and waiting for Kang De to kill them all” really sounded too lame.

Especially since there was a new boss who was still resistant and wary of them…

“A wise choice.” Kang De nodded. “So what are they doing now?”

“Just as you heard, we'll use the truck to guide the howitzer around the city. From time to time, we'll stop and fire a shot to shock and bombard the direction the enemy is attacking. The Shilka self-propelled high-tech cannon will patrol and maneuver along the main road of Moroni.”

“—I forgot to tell you that this self-propelled cannon is a special version of the Afghan War. It dismantled all the radar instruments and installed night vision devices. It increased the load, so it's suitable for night patrol and rapid suppression attack. This is the precious experience of the Great Soviet in Afghanistan!”

It was still a wise choice.

Modern war was fought through information. Reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance, rapid reaction, and over-the-horizon attacks. If they were discovered, they would be destroyed, and if they were discovered, they would die. In this fast-paced attack and defense, mobility and concealment were greatly valued. The tactical thinking of fighting and running was promoted.

Be it the support artillery or the long-range rocket launcher, they could basically reach the designated location and clean up. After fighting, they would run. It was very exciting, just like what the Russians were doing now. They used the truck to drag the howitzer and continuously change its location and fire. This could not only give the enemy who was preparing to attack a huge psychological deterrence and firepower suppression but also reduce the possibility of encountering a counterattack.

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In fact, the traction cannon was already a little outdated. The new artillery suppression weapon system, the car-mounted howitzer cannon, was already showing signs of replacing the tracked self-propelled artillery… Unfortunately, it was very difficult to obtain that good thing now. However, on the other hand, there was no need for high-quality information weapons in the other world.

If he could order weapons from the P5, then…

—Strength up! Rocket! Only rocket! Vertical launching system? No! Location system! No! Don't control it remotely! I don't want any high-tech things! Make me a huge skyrocket! I want a skyrocket! I don't even want a chip! Just attack accurately a few times and I'll wash the ground.

That was it.

Many advanced weapons on Earth now relied too much on the support of technology like the satellite system. When they were brought to the other world, they were either useless or too wasteful.

As Kang De thought, he asked, “How's the effect?”

“…Nothing.”

Kirov looked confused. “Not only was the enemy not blocked by firepower, but they sped up and attacked the city. They were crossed and strangled by the fire net and did not retreat at all. Dimitri summoned long-range artillery fire. Even if their allies were blown to pieces, the other enemies continued to attack without retreating…”

Kang De frowned.

“The more they do this, the more uneasy Dimitri is. He's worried that this is only a restraining attack. The true enemy will launch a surprise attack from an unexpected angle. The Burmese are in charge of mobile patrols. The National Guard temporarily recruited by the king is also doing sentry and search. We haven't discovered any other enemies so far…” The Russian explained.

Moreover, he was also puzzled.

“They're French…”

Something was wrong.

Kang De thought for a moment and said, “I'll go see what's happening—Kirov, tell Dimitri to cease fire. Don't let me be blown up by bullets and shells from behind.”

After saying that, a black light flashed and Kang De disappeared from the spot. Although they had already seen it with their own eyes many times, everyone present still sighed because of such a scene. Hundreds of years of science and thousands of years of fantasy had casually appeared in front of the world… Was this only an exception? What would happen in the future?

No one knew.

After all, people only lived in the present.

The Hima Eagle flew through the sky and arrived at the forward position built by the Russians. East of the city, in the temporary bunker built by the sandbags, Dimitri observed the movements in front of him with his night vision device. He had already ordered a ceasefire, but the rumbling of the car still sped over in the dust raised by the shells and rockets.

Those enemies seemed to have obtained endless courage from somewhere and were facing death calmly.

The Russians heard the wind in the sky.

In an instant, a violent wind blew, gathered the tornado, and blew away the dust in the distance. Bits of starlight fell from the sky. Illumination spells cleared the darkness, making the night as bright as day, illuminating wreckage, bomb craters, corpses, and remaining enemies, as well as the people riding the giant eagle.

Dimitri shook the night vision device aside and cursed, “…It's so f*cking uncomfortable.”

Night vision goggles could not be used by pressing a button in the game and could be worn at will. The user experience of this thing was poor and it was extremely harmful to the eyes.

Seeing superhumans fight was not a chance every day. The Russians took out their binoculars. Be it out of curiosity or reporting to the country, they were unwilling to miss the scene in front of them.

He summoned the Defender mechanism, the anti-materiel rifle, the headshot roll, the battle aura attack, and the spell support.

The enemy was only some armed convoys. With the Indian tactic, he leaned out of the window and fired. The difficulty was far simpler than saving the hostage from the convoy during the day. After all, he did not have to save anyone this time, so there were really too many ways to blow up these scum…

However, soon, Kang De discovered a problem.

This difficulty was too simple.

When he saved the Burmese from the armed mercenary convoy during the day, the enemy's elite military attainment had brought him some trouble, including the interlocking shots and cooperative shots of the machine gunners in the car. Their reaction ability, the cooperation of the driver and the shooter, the reaction speed of the combatants in the car… Although they were not Kang De's match, they had indeed displayed combat ability that could be said to be elite.

If not for the fact that the puppets he had brought from the other world had never seen them, causing these mercenaries to not know how to deal with them, it would probably not be so easy to save all the hostages from them unharmed.

In comparison, these people tonight… were so weak.

It was so strange.

Noobs had stiff movements and low reaction speeds. They could not shoot accurately and could not drive well. They only knew how to step on the accelerator and speed up. The machine gunner in the car was even shooting blindly.

The strange thing was that they were clearly a group of noobs and looked like a motley crew with low training, but all of them were unafraid of death. Even if their companions were split open not far away and died, they did not have any emotional fluctuations and still continued to advance bravely. D*mn, they were simply like players who could be revived indefinitely.

What about players? What happened to a white corpse disappearing? Could this game pass the review?

Kang De flashed to the side of an SUV, reached out, opened the door, and pulled the driver down. The other party howled and pulled out his pistol, wanting to shoot. Kang De had already broken his wrist. Their eyes met. The other party's face was close. There was only stiff madness in his eyes and expression.

Moreover, he was black.

There were too many black people in this remaining convoy…

“This appearance…”

Kang De focused and observed. The other party struggled with all his might and made a gurgling sound. He even forcefully twisted his other arm. In an overly violent action, he threw out the ID in his pocket. Kang De glanced from the corner of his eye and his expression changed. These people did not seem to be Little Bob's mercenaries!

At the very least, most of them were not!

“D*mn…”

Kang De held his phone in his left hand and a heavy machine gun in his left. He swept through the remaining two cars and riddled them. He dialed the number, “New situation, new situation. The people who came seem to be Gambia soldiers…”

Chakat II said in surprise, “Are you sure?”

“I saw his ID. Although I can't understand it, I've seen something similar before,” Kang De said. “However, this is not the point. The point is that these people are clearly abnormal—it seems to have been attacked by Yuri.”

The king did not seem to have played the Red Alert before and did not understand this joke. He said in confusion, “What do you mean?”

“It's…”

Before he could explain, he heard Dimitri shout through the high-pitched horn in the direction of the city, “There! Over there! Over there! Look!”

Kang De looked up.

“Oh… f*ck.”

Dust flew in the distance. The engine sounded endlessly as it swept past the desolate Gobi.

A large group of distant dogs stepped on the accelerator and roared over, the lights dazzling.

They were all civilian cars.

Chapter end