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Chapter 314 The sixth live broadcast!

Is this Kerman? "

After going to the hotel, Bi Fang came to the streets of Keman, the capital of Abasogang, after he had settled all his things. This was his first visit, and it was not as "difficult for the people" as he had imagined.

Bi Fang had been to many poor countries in his previous life, and his life was miserable in many places. After all, it was the capital, and no matter how fierce the war was, the capital still had certain guarantees.

There was a bit of chaos, within less than half an hour of walking on the street, more than three hands sneaked towards his backpack, and Bi Fang didn't make too much trouble, but just dodged it, gave him a glare, and then shooed him away.

There is no idea of ​​calling the police. As a foreign tourist, there are actually a small number of people who can be dealt with fairly after reporting to the police.

Bi Fang didn't want to make a big fuss, since he has a different status, it's better not to cause trouble.

However, the place I was going to was not Keman, but another city in Abassogang, Yeimen. It would be a different scene if I wanted to come there.

Once there, there is no guarantee of life safety. He died in a corner, and no one would even find his body, and it would only be picked up by wild dogs.

"Good-hearted people, give me some..."

Bi Fang silently looked at the old woman in front of him. Along the way, no matter in the small town or the city center, he often saw these gray-haired old ladies, wearing shabby clothes, stretching out a thick callus. hand begging along the street.

Why are there old granny begging everywhere?

Bi Fang suddenly thought of a question, and felt a little sad after thinking about it carefully.

Because women are weak, and old women are the lowest and weakest abandoned by society, so they are the ones who beg.

Although they worked hard when they were young, so that their hands were covered with thick calluses, once they lost their labor force, they would be ruthlessly abandoned by society.

Here, the weak have no living space at all.

Rubbing in his pocket for a long time, Bi Fang took out a piece of bread and handed it to the other party, then lowered his peaked cap and disappeared silently into the crowd.

What can he do?

Just a traveler.

...

The next day, Bi Fang came to a local transport company early in the morning. He made contact last night and said that he could take him to a city near Yeimen. As for going deeper, he dared not.

Bi Fang saw the meaning of the person in charge at the time, and he didn't dare to pretend that he didn't dare, and he didn't dare to do it if he really wanted to.

You have to pay more.

There is no need to waste money, just drive it to a nearby city, and then people from Abasogang will come to pick him up.

"I've only seen people fleeing to the capital, but I haven't seen anyone going outside."

The uncle sat in the driver's seat with a cigarette in his mouth. He didn't really understand Bi Fang who had to pay to get in the car, but it didn't matter. It's a bastard if you don't earn money. Going to the street to beg.

Bi Fang didn't speak, just smiled, and then sat by the window, looking at the country quietly.

The closer you get to the border, the more chaotic the place becomes.

But what he was looking for was the most chaotic place. Abbasso’s camp is very complicated. Generally, it is divided into two camps, those who support and those who oppose. But the real danger is not them, but the gangsters who are running around and committing crimes. There are many of them. They all have guns and ammunition, and they are hiding in a corner to commit crimes.

In modern society, the cost of crime is much lower. For those desperadoes, it is not uncommon for those desperadoes to eat enough for one person and the whole family is not hungry. This has also caused considerable difficulty for the authorities to suppress them, and in many cases they can only be left alone.

What's more, if one batch is killed, there will always be another batch. Cutting leeks is not so fast, and there will be a tacit underground order if there is pressure on the ground.

The dirt road is full of dust, and armed forces driving off-road vehicles can be seen everywhere. Many children are even half-grown children, who should be in junior high school or even elementary school in Huaxia, but now they are smoking cigarettes, with tattered clothes and hands Armed with weapons that could easily take the lives of adults.

The rusty ones make one wonder if it will explode.

But the uncle who was driving didn't seem to have seen it. He was familiar with these scenes for a long time, and the faint sound of artillery not far away was even more frightening.

Bi Fang was about to roll down the car window, but halfway through, the uncle pulled him up again. He pointed to the big bag at Bi Fang's feet, and shook his head seriously: "If you don't want to cause trouble, don't let them see you." , don’t look at them, just treat you as air, and they are also air.”

Bi Fang silently nodded silently.

Until late at night, the group successfully arrived at Huo Dali, which is also the place agreed by the authorities to meet Bi Fang.

Even if you haven't arrived in Yeimen District, you can see that the nearby cities have been devastated. There was even a building collapsed on the road, and then there was a miserable cry, which made people feel faint.

It was already late, and Bi Fang didn't want to cause trouble, so he followed the address given to him by the person in charge and found the receptionist who had been waiting here for a long time.

After some politeness, the two parties agreed to send the other party to Yeyimen by helicopter tomorrow, and the other party took Bi Fang to a hotel. It was a dream to find a hotel here, even if it was a hotel, I am afraid It was also temporarily transformed from a residential building.

"Don't look like it's a mess here, but sooner or later, order will be restored here, and you will see a different Abasogan, and Yeimen is also different from here..."

In the early morning, Bi Fang saw the host again. The host gave him a brief introduction to his country while guiding him. It was clear that Bi Fang's arrival was actually a kind of "propaganda" function.

After all, he is a big anchor with tens of millions of fans all over the world, and the number of online active people in each live broadcast exceeds millions, which cannot be underestimated.

Through this approach, perhaps more people can see the status quo of Abasogang, establish a positive image, and get more international support. On the other hand, it is actually revealing dissatisfaction with a certain country.

Most of the war-torn areas in the world, not to mention ninety-nine percent, at least more than half are caused by some country's meddling, and they still look majestic and upright.

These are not uncommon things, but Bi Fang was very curious about the "different" that the receptionist said.

"How is it different?"

The receptionist smiled wryly, but still told the truth: "There are very few people there, I heard that you are the world's number one survival master, but the only thing you can find there is cement and sand, not even steel bars. "

Bi Fang was thoughtful.

During the conversation, the two had arrived at the temporary troop station, and after meeting the chief inside, Bi was conveniently brought to a helicopter.

SA342M light anti-tank armed helicopter is famous for its good flight performance, small size and light weight, commonly known as "little antelope".

Board the helicopter and the wings rotate slowly.

Bi Fang took out the drone, watched the gradually shrinking camp, and started the live broadcast.

The sixth live broadcast, start!