"Don't look." A calm voice was heard. It was Xia Jinyuan who was driving. "The civil war in Marsoli is endless. It's common to see children on the road. You won't see one or two along the way. You might see countless of them."
Ye Jian acknowledged in a low voice, indicating that she understood.
"You will face even more tragic situations in the future. Azure Bird, when you go overseas, especially in war-torn countries, you can't trust even a three-year-old child. Do you understand?" Xia Jinyuan, who was driving, glanced at her. His gaze was sharp and ruthless. The glaring sunlight outside refracted into his pupils.
Ye Jian tilted her head slightly and saw the coldness in his eyes that was whiter than the sunlight. "Rember, rcy can't exist at any ti. rcy can only be possessed at the right ti and in the right environnt."
Z7, who was sitting at the back, was contacting the country. When he heard this, he opened his mouth solemnly. "Q King is right. I once saw a three-year-old child with suicide explosives wrapped around his body rushing into a refugee camp. He told the person who took him in that he was hungry and needed good food."
In the end, the person who took him in beca the first person to die in the suicide bombing.
It wasn't the child's fault. They were naive and didn't know they were being used by others. That child was indeed hungry, but he didn't know that he had powerful explosives on him.
However, the crazy criminals took advantage of their naivety and ignorance. In the end, even children would beco harmless mobile bombs.
After nearly two hours of driving, Xia Jinyuan and the rest finally arrived at the center of Mogadishu. The streets were filled with people carrying guns and ammunition. There were ruins on both sides of the road. It was hard to see any buildings that were intact. The rain-like bullet holes on the walls seed to be showing the trauma of the war to passersby.
Even the mbers of the Xueyu unit, who often carried out missions outside, couldn't help but be affected when they saw this scene. If the governnt of a country didn't do anything, the people who would be hurt would only be the working people at the bottom. If the working people at the bottom lived in misery, the country wouldn't have any value or aning.
Although the city was dilapidated during the day, there were many people coming and going. It was very lively. If it wasn't for the ruins and bullet holes telling the Xueyu unit how dangerous this city was, they wouldn't have noticed any danger.
"Prosperity, degradation, suffering, evil, wealth, poverty… You can see the two extres here." Xia Jinyuan drove his car and stopped at the entrance of a relatively good hotel. His cold voice was filled with calmness toward the war. "This is a war-torn country. Azure Bird, look carefully."
In the end, he reminded Ye Jian not to bring the peace she had seen in the country to a country that was rife with danger and might erupt with gunfire at any mont.
Otherwise, one would end up in a miserable state.
Ye Jian placed her hand on the door lock and prepared to get out of the car. She sat back in the passenger seat and said to Xia Jinyuan seriously, "Understood!"
A war-torn country was born for desire and fought for it. Whoever had the upper hand would have the most power. The more power they had, the more they wouldn't be able to tolerate others. The flas of war were endless, and they would fight to the death.
Xia Jinyuan looked at her for a long ti. After confirming that there were no impurities in her eyes, he turned on his earpiece and instructed, "Ye Jian and I will go to the hotel to take a look and book a room. The five of you can get out of the car and move around. Understand the situation around you. Rember to bring your pistols and keep in contact."
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