"The convoys have already been dispatched, right?"

In the presidential palace in the national capital of Diranst, news media reporters from various countries have gathered in the hall outside, debugging the equipment in their hands, waiting for the press conference later.

In the back hall of the hall, Feng Lao and Su An stood in the corner, turning their heads to ask him about the team that escorted those biological weapons to the North African scientific research base for research.

"Yes, they all left the territory of Diranst half an hour ago, and if nothing else, they will arrive in twelve hours."

Su An smiled and looked at the council and United Nations members who came and went around him, and answered the question to Feng Lao quietly.

"The people of the White War may strike halfway to prepare them. Once you make a move, you can find their stronghold. I will release the restrictions on the African branch, and you can go to the speaker there. Feng Lao also greeted the people around him with a smile, then lowered his voice again, approached Su An and asked, "What about that black guy named Ilva Johnson?" How's he doing? ”

"You've been asking me to focus on him since last month, and I've been keeping an eye on him. As far as the current situation is concerned, although this young man has all kinds of problems, he is essentially a good person. Very kind and responsible. But it's just a little timid, chattering, and still fond of doing. ”

Speaking of the black man named Ilva Johnson, Su An couldn't help but smile.

"Well, those are all minor problems, train more in the future, and come back at any time. What's more, he is actually not really timid, at a critical moment, he is still very courageous, isn't he? ”

Feng Lao clasped his hands to his chest, looking like he was in control.

Seeing this, Su An hesitated for a while, but still asked, "Old Feng, are you really going to let him join the defenders as well?" Uh, I'm not questioning your decision. It's just that he's just a minor. And just a civilian. ”

"But he's the only one we've found so far other than Hao Qiao's lineage, isn't he? For such a long time, he has not used his power to do evil, and he has a full basis to join us. You don't have to think about it. Well...... Also, where is he now? Or in Liberty City? ”

"No, no, no, he bought a ticket to Cairo. It is estimated that it should be almost at its destination by now. ”

Su An looked at the tablet in his hand, and then quickly answered Feng Lao's question.

"Cairo? Nice place. You continue to pay attention, and then wait for Hao Qiao's response, and then you may need to make a trip to give that kid a good job opportunity. ”

Feng Lao said with a smile, raised his hand and looked at his watch, glanced at the ugly-faced President Diranster in the distance, patted Su An's shoulder, and said, "Let's go, the press conference is about to start, don't make reporters wait for a long time." ”

As he spoke, Elder Feng had already walked over there.

Su An glanced at the photo of the black fat guy on the tablet in his hand again, and then hurriedly raised his feet to follow Feng Lao.

North Africa, Egypt, Cairo.

Cairo in northeastern Egypt is the capital and largest city of Egypt, and she is also the largest city in Africa and the Arab world, straddling the Nile River, and is the political, economic, cultural and transportation center of the entire Middle East.

And Cairo is one of the oldest cities in the world. It is also one of the few ancient cities in the world that has suffered the least damage from war, and has experienced the continuous construction and expansion of successive dynasties and governments, forming today's large city where ancient and modern coexist and reflect each other.

Because it is located at the southern end of the Nile Delta, most of Cairo has a subtropical desert climate. In Cairo, mosques and minarets are everywhere. In Arabic, the minaret is called "Minar", which refers to the place where the muezzin stands and calls people to prayer. Since the 7th century, with the widespread spread of religion in West Asia and North Africa, the art of mosque architecture has continued to develop, and the minaret has evolved into a variety of different styles, becoming an indispensable part of mosque architecture and a highlight of Cairo.

Cairo International Airport is located about 15 kilometers northeast of the center of Cairo, the capital of Egypt, and as one of the world's most famous tourist destinations, the airport undoubtedly handles an amazing number of tourists every day.

As a flight took off from JFK Airport and landed slowly at EgyptAir flight MS986 to Cairo, a large number of passengers who were returning home, working, or traveling were already eagerly putting on their backpacks and carrying suitcases.

Among the large group of passengers, a small black fat man with a small hair, sunglasses, and a camouflage T-shirt was also mixed in.

He carried a large backpack and a silly smile on his face, and followed the crowd of people who got off the plane down the aisle towards the airport.

When he was about to get off the plane, he greeted the two flight attendants at the door of the cabin with a smile on his face.

Half an hour later, this little black fat man who was only one meter and six meters tall, but he was chubby and chubby, had already walked out of the airport gate.

Squinting at the sunburner in the sky, he raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and looked at the bus heading to the city center in front of him about to depart. The legs ran towards the bus.

Squeezed into the bus, the cool air conditioning in the car made the little black fat man breathe a long sigh of relief, and a simple smile appeared on his face again.

Holding the shoulder straps of the backpack in both hands, he stood on tiptoe and glanced behind him, and the little fat man found an empty seat in the last row, so he hurriedly walked over there.

"Hey, hello. Uh, my name is Ilva Johnson. You know, there's only one spot here. I'm getting some motion sickness, so can you let me do it inside? Maybe I'll feel better if I open the window to let me in. ”

Ilva greeted a white girl in the back seat with a smile on her face, and took off her backpack and hugged it in her arms.

The white girl glanced at Ilva, smiled and nodded, and stepped out to make room for Ilva to sit in.

"Oh! Thank you so much! Miss, your heart is simply as beautiful as your appearance! Believe me, ma'am, if I could lose another fifty pounds, I would have the courage to pursue it. But now, I think I need to open a little window to let in. It can't be too much, otherwise, if the air conditioner runs out, it will probably be told by other passengers. ”

Ilva sat down with his backpack in his arms as he kept his mouth on his mouth, and raised his hand to pull the window open a little.

"Maybe you can have some ginger? This was given to me by a friend of mine in China. I heard that motion sickness has an effect on eating this. ”

The white girl also seemed very kind, and smiled as she took out a packet of ginger with Chinese characters printed on it from her backpack and handed it to Ilva.

"Great! Is it from China? I like Huaguo the most! ”

In the face of the kindness of the white girl, Ilva also seemed very happy.

(End of chapter)