Super Zoo-Chapter 793 - 772: Mob

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At 30,000 feet in the air, the airliner traveled through the thick gray clouds, with most of the passengers in the cabin resting or sleeping with their eye masks on. Suming leaned back in his seat, flipping casually through a travel magazine he had brought from home.

Romania, located in the northeast of the Balkan Peninsula, is neighbored by Ukraine and Moldova to the north, borders Bulgaria to the south, and the Black Sea to the east. It covers an area of 238,391 square kilometers with a population of 19.94 million, and its capital is Bucharest.

It's a country with a long history that dates back to Roman Empire times. Conquered by the Roman Empire in the year 106 AD, it became one of the empire's provinces.

In Latin, Romania means "the country of the Romans."

The Roman Empire and Christianity have been inseparably linked; each emperor ascended the throne crowned by the Pope to gain religious recognition. Because of its special geographic location and population composition, Romania has experienced or been involved in numerous religious wars throughout its history.

Therefore, it also has many mythical legends.

When viewed on a map, Romania looks like a sea dragon with an elongated neck, turning its head back to look behind.

Nowadays, Romania is a developed capitalist country, having joined the European Union in 2007. Suming wasn't sure how developed its economy was, but the most tangible evidence was Romania's internet speed, which was among the fastest in the world.

What telecom fiber optics at 100mbps? In this place, it's considered nothing but trash.

The country's social atmosphere, even more open than their internet, as it's said that the average number of sexual partners for Romanian men and women aged between 20 and 30 exceeds 12.

In other words, for any normal young person here, it's almost like getting a new partner every year... and if you go to nightclubs and bars, having a different partner every night isn't an improbable feat.

The blue Danube River, the magnificent Carpathian Mountains, and the vibrant Black Sea are Romania's three great treasures. Suming's destination this time, the Carpathian Mountains, known as the backbone of Romania, span over 40% of the country's territory.

"What are you thinking about?" Nangong Yan yawned, removed her eye mask, and leaned closer with her hair draped over, looking at the magazine in Suming's hands.

"Just doing some homework," Suming said with a smile.

Nangong Yan, with her sharp eyes, caught the introduction on the magazine, lifted her head, and playfully blinked at Suming, "Hmm, Ukraine is right next door, shall we take a tour there? Maybe, pay a visit to an old acquaintance?"

"Cough, cough, cough..." Suming choked and coughed repeatedly, then gently pinched Nangong's pert little nose, saying, "What are you thinking? Ukraine is in chaos right now, you want to get caught in gunfire or what?"

"Hmm, I wouldn't let that happen to you," Nangong hadn't fully woken up yet, she put her eye mask back on, leaned against Suming's shoulder, and fell asleep again.

Nangong didn't need to mention it; once she did, Suming genuinely began to miss 'Mother Bear Ludmila' fighting in Ukraine for her country.

The situation in Ukraine was changing rapidly, with various armed groups on constant alert, and skirmishes happening every day. It wasn't an exaggeration to call it a battlefield. Suming couldn't contact Ludmila, and Ludmila hadn't reached out to Suming either.

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"I hope she's still alright," Suming turned his head to look at Nangong, who had fallen into a deep sleep on his shoulder and let out a self-deprecating chuckle.

He touched the small box in his pocket, wondering if Ludmila was doing well. It seemed like that wasn't something he needed to worry about.

After all, she had the protection of Mother Russia.

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Ludmila was doing very well, in fact, better than ever.

Ukraine was indeed in chaos, and that was no lie.

On the east side, Russian immigrants and Ukrainians were demanding to join Russia, while on the west side, native Ukrainian and Polish residents fiercely opposed it. Some even called for independence. The government was unhesitatingly corrupt and powerless in dealing with domestic issues. With geographical and historical advantages, Russia naturally wanted to keep a firm hold on this little brother at its doorstep. Of course, Uncle Sam and the European Union weren't happy to see this situation. The two sides carried out countless overt and covert confrontations and schemes within Ukraine's borders.

Other countries also showed their strength, with oil pipelines, natural gas pipelines, and military bases—each a crucial national interest.

This once-beautiful country was now fraught with danger, with rioting and protests occurring daily.

Led by Ludmila, the Moran International Mercenaries were stationed in the Luhansk region, an industrial stronghold within Russia's sphere of influence. In most cases, Moran International did not face much danger, usually being tasked with relatively safe missions like dispersing mobs.

However, it was still more dangerous than in Iraq. Ukrainians could be described as a fierce fighting nation. The "rioters" once provoked, could sometimes be more dangerous than the army—for at least the army was constrained by law, concerned with international impact and face. Rioters, however, didn't care about anything and were capable of anything.

Take today, for instance, when Ludmila led a team to rescue two female soldiers from the Ukrainian army.

There was a domestic faction in Ukraine that demanded regional independence, backed by certain Western countries' financial support. Claiming the banner of national liberation and freedom, they quickly gathered a large number of Ukrainian youths in a short time.

Joining this group came with two major benefits. Firstly, there was a salary to earn; secondly, the women in the organization were fair game. Thus, many restless young people without proper jobs spent their days protesting and their nights partying.

Normally, as long as these Ukrainians didn't storm military bases, the government forces would at most deploy troops to maintain order and not engage directly. But for some reason last night, a group of drunken rioters clashed with the soldiers sent to keep order in Luhansk. The conflict escalated into gunfire, injuring six and kidnapping two female soldiers.

The governor of Luhansk was afraid to deploy the province's army on a large scale and also hesitant to ask for the president's help. Instead, he covertly turned to the big brother in the background, Russia, for assistance. Russia couldn't overtly send its regular army, so the task of rescuing the hostages fell to the mercenaries of Moran International.

On the battlefield, Ludmila was far from a gentle Mother Bear. She led a squad of mercenaries, storming directly into the stronghold of the rioters—a manor in the suburbs. Relying on their more professional killing skills and superior weaponry, they didn't care about international or national laws. They killed anyone they saw, forcefully pushing their way through.

The high-quality mercenaries of Moran International were even stronger than most of the regular Russian forces. Under such a crushing imbalance, the rioters—who had just taken up arms from their jobs as workers and farmers—were no match, offering almost no effective resistance. Ludmila and her squad quickly broke into the core area of the manor and extracted the location of the captured female soldiers from a prisoner: the basement.

As Ludmila opened the basement door, even she, who had seen much of the world, gasped in shock.

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