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"Pick up, pick up, you idiots." Gripping the phone, Yang Xiaoyou felt a surge of frustration as he listened to the monotonous ringing on the other end.
He had confidence in his parents' skills; after all, they had saved him once before, and their boss was no pushover either.
Because of this, he had followed Zhao Liang's advice to let them focus on their careers while he took care of himself.
At that time, the Indian War Zone had just begun, and they were involved in that kind of program. He had only complained a couple of times about the scale of the conflict; they would never be at a disadvantage—if they couldn't win, they could always run.
He hadn't anticipated that things would escalate so quickly.
Now, with the situation fully erupting and the British Army blocking most entry and exit routes, while the Rebel Army recklessly employed biochemical weapons, Yang Xiaoyou felt his heart sink.
Both the escalating armed conflict and the potential for uncontrollable biochemical weapons had become threats to them, hitting Yang Xiaoyou right where it hurt.
As the satellite phone continued to ring for what felt like an eternity, his usually sharp mind began to drift into daydreams.
Just as he was becoming increasingly agitated and uneasy, the call finally connected.
"Hello? The signal is terrible lately," he heard a familiar voice on the other end. Despite the static, Yang Xiaoyou let out a sigh of relief.
It seemed that while satellite communications in the entire Indian region weren't completely blocked, there were significant restrictions. At least he could ascertain that his friends hadn't run into any trouble yet.
With some effort amidst the chaotic noise, Yang Xiaoyou managed to gather that they were in the outskirts near Kanpur in Uttar Pradesh.
Due to the war, urban areas were unsafe and prone to street fighting; they only ventured into cities when filming. Most of the time, they relied on their extensive outdoor survival skills to camp in the wilderness.
They handled things quite adeptly. However, after spending an extended period in the outskirts, it was only after Yang Xiaoyou contacted them that they realized entry and exit from India had been restricted.
Upon learning this, their tone seemed somewhat surprised but they reassured Yang Xiaoyou not to worry.
Just as they were halfway through their conversation, communication between both sides inexplicably dropped. Yang Xiaoyou felt a wave of frustration wash over him—how could he possibly relax now?
Meanwhile, in a somewhat desolate area of the Gobi Desert, Yang Kai waved his malfunctioning phone and scratched his cheek. "Boss, it looks like we need to get a new phone."
"You’re not running away, are you? What about that training system?" Laiwei asked, noticing Yang Xiaoyou dragging a large box onto an off-road vehicle.
"It’s already been debugged. The headquarters should have delivered it by now. You and Lucas just need to guide the others on how to use it. I have some personal matters to attend to; the more people there are, the bigger the target. Don’t worry, trust my abilities." While finishing the last checks on the off-road vehicle, Yang Xiaoyou casually replied to Laiwei as he began to attach the spare tire.
He had considered mobilizing Hive Security Company’s resources; after all, the original purpose of establishing Hive Security Company was to protect his loved ones. Expanding business ventures were far less of a priority compared to this.
However, unfortunately, this time he needed to sneak into the village and find someone without causing a scene. The larger the group, the less likely they would be able to help. After weighing the pros and cons, he decided to go alone.
The vehicle he took was the one that had come with Shadow of Death and a Giant Bat.
Since he couldn’t travel by air and Northern India was too far from the coast, land travel was his only option.
Finding a specific person in such a vast area filled with conflict was challenging, but due to his parents' work nature and occasional interviews, Yang Xiaoyou understood that their characteristics were relatively distinct, which could reduce some difficulty.
After stuffing the off-road vehicle with food, water, and fuel, Yang Xiaoyou waved goodbye to those behind him with a bit of dirt smudged on his face.
"This collaboration has been pleasant; thank you all for your hard work. I look forward to our next cooperation. So, farewell for now."
With a slight smudge on his face adding a touch of wildness to his originally handsome features, he grinned widely, revealing a completely different aura than usual.
He pressed down on the accelerator, and the rugged off-road vehicle roared to life as it sped away.
"Alright everyone, don’t worry. Even that Iron Monster couldn’t stop him; what’s there to fear? Besides, we have our own mission. Let’s take some time to rest and recover because we’ll be heading to the Middle East soon. Our comrades there have been engaged in continuous high-intensity operations for the glory of Hive Security Company," Silence said after Yang Xiaoyou left, clapping his hands and smiling at everyone.
Despite his cold demeanor, his words resonated well.
Although Kanpur wasn’t the farthest region from India-Myanmar direction, the poor infrastructure made this journey of over a thousand kilometers not something that could be completed in a short time.
It seemed like Yang Xiaoyou's reaction speed was incredibly fast as he pushed the limits of vehicle control while maintaining an average speed of 50 kilometers per hour on unpaved roads.
After avoiding some British Army border patrols, they successfully arrived within British India in about three hours.
Stopping the vehicle for a moment to adjust himself, Yang Xiaoyou took a sip from his water bottle and looked up at the overwhelming national fortune above him; his heart felt an involuntary sense of oppression.
Although he did not understand the Daoist principles and Feng Shui practices of divination, he could still sense the obvious momentum.
The terrifying force formed by the wishes of hundreds of millions of people was far beyond what an individual could disperse. Even the aging British Empire, which was on a downward slope, could not break through with its own strength.
On the surface, the Sixth Far East Army appeared strong and invincible here, with no Rebel Army able to withstand its might.
However, this strength would eventually be worn down, and it was likely that this place would consume the last remnants of vitality from the British Empire.
In his memory, Britain should have already negotiated with the Chinese Empire to abandon India as a bargaining chip in exchange for various aspects to preserve its own vitality.
Yet now, history's gears were turning too quickly. The negotiations with the Chinese Empire were still in a sticky state when chaos erupted here.
"Sigh, what kind of sin am I committing? Isn't this trouble brought about by changes I caused myself?" Yang Xiaoyou, feeling a bit headache after bumping his head against the steering wheel, had already been driving intensely for three consecutive high-stress sessions. He was once again embarking on a journey where true chaos was just beginning.
His cold had not yet recovered, and he felt groggy and disoriented.
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