"Zone... zone what?"
Ah Qing looked at Momo in shock, seemingly unable to believe what Momo had just said.
Mo Shengjie... Momo's boyfriend, got caught up in the tribal war on the Tropical Continent?
He's a foreigner, would he even make it back alive in such a situation?
"......I'm a bit confused myself. Uncle didn't clarify much, just said he picked up a phone off a dead body and was calling to ask for travel expenses."
Momo, looking despondent, said that Uncle's current location is Gold-digging Town by the gold mine, and five days ago an earthquake suddenly hit, causing the ground below the small gold mine to erupt with a large amount of hot spring water and dense fog.
The earthquake happened in the afternoon, and in the evening, suspected rebels with Arican weapons bombed the town, destroying all roads and infrastructure.
Several neighboring towns and cities were all left without signal, and even satellite phones couldn't connect until now, five days later...
Mo Shengjie heard Black Brother shouting that there's a signal, hurriedly found a phone, and called Momo.
He should have called his dad, who owns a private militia in Africa, to co rescue him.
But....
Mo Shengjie didn't dare gamble on whether his dad was drunk or not, and with the rare breakdown of electronic suppression, he imdiately called the most reliable relative, Sister Momo, to figure out a way to get him out of there.
"The town turned into a war zone. You need a gold watch just for a bag of bread there now. If we can't scrape together a hundred thousand dollars soon, Uncle might fall into the hands of the rebels and have no choice but to debut as a bunny girl...." Momo said helplessly, calling Mo Shengjie's father while complaining to Ah Qing about Uncle's unfortunate predicant.
"As soon as we pay ten thousand dollars, the tribal army, when retreating, will take him out of there and send him to the neighboring area."
"Otherwise... he can only try his fate, charging through to the outskirts of the war zone attempting a Crossfire."
Mo Shengjie's call ti was limited, so he could only briefly describe the current situation.
Besides the bombing, ground forces from both sides are fighting in the town and woods.
The rebels were like immortals, able to bear heavy machine guns and advance quickly through the dense forest, turning the tribal forces into sieves in three days.
If not for another ard force intervening, the tribal warlords would have been the first to die that day.
The rebels and an unknown ard organization exchanged RPG rocket fire, and there was even a bomber eerily similar to a lanner falcon that bombed the gold mountain range at low altitude.
What was presud to be just a tribal conflict unexpectedly escalated to the scale and effect of modern warfare.
Mo Shengjie survived five days by wearing gold and silver and having a twenty-man ard squad who, by selling jewelry and mutual support, managed to endure.
But this situation won't last much longer for him.
The tribal military leadership is preparing to flee to France; once they withdraw, the entire area will fall.
"Hello? Uncle Mo? What... Uncle Mo drank until he dropped with the wind at noon?"
"You need to wake Uncle Mo up quickly; their only son of three generations is about to be torn apart and sold!"
Momo almost blacked out after hearing the babysitter on the other end, so she clarified the situation first.
After hanging up on Uncle Mo, Momo also called her dad to see if they could contact the local embassy to save him.
"Ah Qing, could you make a call for ?" Ansheng, with an odd expression, asked Ah Qing.
Based on what Momo said, Mo Shengjie's situation is extrely grim.
With the excellent match chanism of the Tropical Continent, Uncle really might have his behind in a bind, after all, Mo Shengjie is considered a beauty in so sense.
Following the principle of helping in ergencies rather than poverty, Ansheng now plans to call the Polar Industrial Group.
The Arican artillery flying over Mo Shengjie's head might be transported by Polar Industry.
If Miyel speaks up, both sides of the conflict should give face to this arms dealer.
"Ding..."
Just as Master Fuli finished speaking, and before Ah Qing took out her phone, the elevator chid.
Lin Ying, wearing a black coat, white shirt, pants, and leather shoes, stepped out of the elevator with Lin Bingyun, carrying a gift box bag.
"Ah Qing?"
Lin Ying looked surprised, not expecting to see Master Fuli and Ah Qing as she walked off the elevator.
"Sister Lin..."
Ah Qing, pulling out her phone, greeted Sister Lin when she saw Lin Ying.
"What brings you here....?"
Lin Ying looked curious, clearly seeing the anxiety on both Ah Qing's and Momo's faces.
But.....didn't Lin Bingyun say Master Fuli had just left ho for Momo's birthday party?
Why is the birthday party's main character squatting by the fire escape door, not going inside?
"Lin Ying's here?"
Ansheng greeted Lin Ying, fiddling with Ah Qing's phone to make an international call, and said:
"It's nothing big, just Momo's friend got into unexpected trouble in Africa, caught in a sudden conflict in Akensia Bay. I'm trying to pull so strings to have the Security Bureau and Miyel lend a hand."
"Akensia.... Naga Country?"
Hearing Master Fuli say the place na, Lin Ying's expression froze, glancing at Ah Qing, then looking at Master Fuli, saying:
"If it's Akensia in Naga Country, I can help get your friend out..."
"Hmm?"
Lin Ying's words elicited a look of surprise on both Momo's and Ah Qing's faces.
Only Master Fuli seed to realize sothing, subtly asked Lin Ying:
"Naga Country... could it be your Grandfather?"
"Yes."
Lin Ying nodded slightly, saying: "Lin Mining controls a third of Naga Country's mining regions, and with our partners, we account for seventy percent of the entire area's minerals..."
"Give the location, and I'll have the mining group communicate there to rescue him as soon as possible."
"That place... is extrely dangerous, regular ard corps could land en masse any mont."
As Lin Ying said this, her gaze turned towards Master Fuli.
Clearly.
What Mo Shengjie encountered was not rely observable skirmishes between rebels and tribal forces.
There are underlying issues behind it, and Lin Ying's recent business trips are related to those issues.
Grandmaster Lin's abrupt leave during the award ceremony, forgetting Vimal and the others, was similarly due to unforeseen events in Naga Country.
"My friend's na is Mo Shengjie, he's in the Gold-digging Town in Akensia Bay, with the company Kova tal Refining....."
Momo sent all of Uncle's information, phone number, and photos to Lin Ying via WeChat.
"Alright."
Lin Ying forwarded the information to the work group, instructing the local Beast Warrior team to head to the area and search for a man with a slightly awkward dialect indicative of Xia Country origins.
"We should have news within an hour." Lin Ying said to Momo with a smile, then turned her gaze to Master Fuli on Ah Qing's shoulder:
"Long ti no see, I brought you a gift....." Lin Ying shook the gift box in her hand, reaching out to guide Master Fuli into her embrace with a sincere smile.
"Ah Qing, little fox...."
Momo nudged Ah Qing with her elbow, a peculiar expression on her face, but said no more.
Although knowing she shouldn't say this...
But it seems your little fox and Lady Lin might have so hidden secrets, huh?
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