Buck still drove on the road, to the city of Katz to the east, instead of heading west to the main city of the Black Sea Fleet, to remember the seaside where he had traveled with Natasha, and to please his wife before going home.

Whether it's a promise or a reason to inquire about the situation, Buck will choose to go, but the mentality is definitely completely different from yesterday.

He is now like a child who has completed his final exams and unexpectedly got a good grade, unlike yesterday when he just came to the Crimean Peninsula and was worried about whether he could complete the task smoothly, so he wanted to throw away his textbook and play.

You must know that going to the Tatar settlement is not as smooth as the road in front of you.

Buck had already experimented yesterday with his oriental looks, which in the eyes of the locals were easy to be confused with the Tatar race, but having traveled through the multi-ethnic areas of the front line for a long time, he understood that it was not the same thing to blend in with a certain ethnic group.

It's like asking a Chinese-American born and raised abroad to pretend to be a Chinese in front of foreigners, but in China, children can see at a glance what is incompatible with the surrounding people, and middle-aged and elderly people with vicious eyes can even tell which people are from which domestic region just by looking at them.

Buck could only rely on the fact that he had just been to Siberia, saying that he had just come from Krasno, and who called the Tatars who were relocated to Siberia as a whole after World War II.

Why is it being treated like this? All Russians, including Ukrainians, have a strong sense of vigilance against the Tatars, which has a origin, once when Russia was not so socially complete, the Tatars hiding on this peninsula specially whistled over the Russian land to plunder the population and then sold as slaves to Turkey and even the Roman Empire, that is, the Tatars roared outside the Tang and Song Dynasty passes, and the style of robbery that roared away was brought into full play, and in those more than 200 years, Russia, which had not yet risen, trafficked more than 3 million people to the countries around the Mediterranean！

At that time, the transit point of the slave trade was the waters of the Ocean Shipyard where Buck swam last night, and this port was actually hundreds of years old.

The ancestors of the Inner Mongolia and Manchu ethnic groups in the country of Buck Searching have also tossed great rivers and mountains, why is there no such hatred for generations in China, it seems that the ******** of the former Soviet Union is really much sharper than that in China.

The former Golden Eagle commander sitting in the co-pilot was so guarded: "Regarding this referendum in Crimea, they are the only ones who voted against, and we have found that the Ukrainian ethnic groups who have recently come from Ukraine and entered the Crimea region are concentrated towards Katz, so we suspect that the Tatars are uniting with the Ukrainians to make trouble, and they must not be allowed to sabotage the plan to annex Russia at this time." ”

Buck's eyebrows jumped a few times: "Aren't there still many Ukrainians, why didn't they vote against it?"

The commander probably saw it too, subconsciously lowered his voice, moved closer to Buck, and quickly looked behind him: "A lot of Ukrainians left Crimea when they made trouble." ”

Who told the Patriarch to still sit in the back row, no matter how national righteousness the commander said, this is an act of dividing Ukraine after all, and it is something that the Patriarch hates.

Originally, he wanted to avoid the Patriarch and let Buck do this thing alone, but when Buck explained to the Patriarch, Master Gussef straightened his back: "I'll go with you, and I'm going to see the only Islamic people in my diocese." ”

Yes, the Tatars are also one of the few non-Orthodox faiths in Ukraine, and it is possible that this distinction of faith has also contributed to the wariness of both sides.

In the middle of the white bread passed through two checkpoints set up by armed men, both of which seemed to be Russian, and the commander only showed his face and whispered a few words, and at a distance of a kilometer or two from Katz City, the commander and two heavily armed retinues got out of the car and pointed to the rolling mountains around them: "We will observe and support you as much as possible from the mountains...... Be careful, those Ukrainian personnel who enter Katz City from the mountain path, we must also catch them in the mountains. Finally, he made a gesture to Buck to call if he had something to do.

Buck rolled his eyes a little, at this time, it's better to have a dual-channel military walkie-talkie or miniature headset like an undercover spy, nothing, it seems that he really grabbed a casual one with Central Asian looks and hoped to make it happen.

The silence in the carriage was very different from the chatter before the commander got off the train.

Buck didn't open his mouth when he was a thief, and the old priest was still squinting as if he was thinking about his own business.

The van with a Ukrainian license plate drove into this small town built from the flat area of the peninsula mountain range near the sea, which Buck had only heard of was the closest to Russia on the tip of the Crimean peninsula, across the sea from a horn of Russian territory, and the narrowest strait was only four or five kilometers wide。

Buck didn't quite understand why the Sea of Azov was notoriously shallow, and why it would be easier to build a train bridge, but the towns on both sides of the strait must have thrived because of this transfer terminal.

But from the moment the car entered, Buck was keenly aware of the signs hanging on the surrounding streets, and there were more Turkic characters that twisted and turned, which were also somewhat similar to Arabic, and Buck turned around and asked the old man: "Is this Turkic for Tatars or Arabic for Muslims?"

Master Gussef remained silent: "It's all Aramaic letters, you can use them anywhere." ”

Sure enough, as the van went deeper, there were more and more twists and turns around it, but there were fewer and fewer words in Russian and Ukrainian, and it was clear that there was a tendency to remove Russian and Ukrainian culture.

Along with this somewhat sneaky folkist, the eyes of the van on the street are not shy to scrutinize, and the more you walk inside, the more people pay attention to the roadside, and the young men all have a handful of hair with a short hair in the middle.

Buck couldn't help but touch his hair, the obvious gap between the middle handful of hair and the surroundings seemed to be a provocation here, if he kept himself dressed as an ordinary person and walked around the city with the elderly, he could also say that he was a tourist who didn't understand anything, maybe people would let him go, and now it is difficult to explain it if he imitates the Tatar costume a little.

But Buck's psychological life is good, looking at the dashcam on the rearview mirror all the time, he calmly put a pistol to his waist, pulled over and parked the car, and turned his head: "Let's go down for a walk, just fool around and make a mistake?"

The Patriarch nodded in agreement, but his attitude towards the espionage work was very different: "Take me to the mosque to see ......"

Is this going to take the initiative to touch the tiger's butt?