As the early hours of the morning gradually passed, when the white of the fish belly in the east began to glow with the sunshine of a new day, the team of special envoys of the Russian president arrived from the eastern front with the sunshine, and the team of the special envoy of President Vugeland appeared in the night of the passing stars in the west, the NATO military observer mission, the United Nations special investigation team, and the investigation team of the Organization for Security in Europe arrived one after another, and then led by the Netherlands, which had the largest number of victims, Malaysia, Indonesia, Germany, The special envoys of the presidents of France and other countries or the ambassadors in Vurgland, all kinds of high-level teams seem to have made an appointment.

Buck, who hadn't even wiped off the corners of his eyes, and the ragged mercenaries were naturally driven to the surrounding hills and bushes to watch, and the brightly dressed bigwigs were dismissive of these mercenaries who had experienced the sudden battle last night, even if the Russian side who might have paid for it behind them would never admit that they were related.

This is really a night pot, take it to sprinkle a soak of urine when you want to use it, and it stinks after use, so get out of the way.

Fortunately, Buck was accustomed to this psychological gap, and he sat in the grass with dewdrops, watching with some distraction as the politicians in the distance began to lay wreaths and flowers on the wreckage, choking up and acting out his emotions in front of the camera, but no one said that the bodies were exposed to the summer sun in eastern Woogrand all day before they came.

That's politics.

That's why Buck, who has just returned to China, is so disgusted with politics, even if he understands that politics is indeed a necessity for maintaining a country, but he is extremely disgusted, and any country is actually the same.

And now he feels a little differently.

There are more media, broadcast vans, cameras, and microphones are everywhere, and with some secretly circulating demands, the mercenaries gradually get out of the camera's line of sight and begin to hand over the entire scene to the people on stage.

But then all the mercenaries learned what politics is.

A NATO security organization official stood in front of the camera and talked eloquently, watching officials from Russia and other countries take the black box symbolizing evidence from the hands of the two militant leaders, and actually said: "Given that there was a time when the black box was out of the regulatory sight of OSCE officials, we cannot rule out that this black box has been tampered with!"

These words spread, leaving the Vugelan mercenaries who were still laughing this morning dumbfounded, this is a blatant shamelessness?

If the evidence is against NATO, simply say that it has been tampered with?

Can you still have a little bottom line of being a person, Buck They looked at the Russian envoy who was furious in the distance, and the envoys and officials of other countries who were unmoved, and left the scene by themselves, and many mercenaries were also so angry that they took today's wages and left angrily.

It feels like the evidence of last night's battle, or desperate defense, is nothing more than a toy in front of these politicians.

This feeling of being fooled or playing hooligan is indeed easy to make the little blood in the hearts of mercenaries cold, and this world is better to be realistic.

Buck felt that he should also leave, by now, what he could do for China, he had done it, NATO or the Vugeland government must not be able to get rid of this tragedy, they were weak and tried to cover it up, although countries like the Netherlands shouted that they must find the truth, but it was just a gesture for the people to see, it depends on how the chips on the table change hands.

Of course, Russia is not a good bird, taking advantage of the situation to muddy the waters and make a big deal about the eastern part of Vugelan......

This is not a problem for Buck to consider, he is just a probe, reaching out to places where others can't reach to probe the details for Huaguo, that's all.

tools still don't think too much about the deeper problems.

In the final analysis, the United Kingdom and the United States and other countries are like Shaolin Wudang, claiming to be a high-ranking faction, saying that you are a demon sect, this world is still a martial arts, just see who has the big fist.

So all morning, the scene is still more political figures who come to show their faces, some of the wreckage clean-up workers and OSCE experts who arrived one after another are after noon, the big people have begun to leave, only to start to enter slowly, a little funny is that some of the mercenaries took off their military uniforms, put down their guns, changed into the clothes of the clean-up personnel who had just been delivered, and began to earn this money again.

Mercenaries are really vegetarians, they can do any job, and they have to seize every opportunity to support their families.

Buck now just wants to return to China as soon as possible, at least back to Asia, really compared with Asia, the current Eastern Europe is really no oil and water, the past few decades have been tossing, the people are not very diligent and hard to develop GDP, a person who sells candy and coffins can become president, this water is too shallow, it is estimated that it is not as rich as a hereditary mayor and governor family in Southeast Asia, and this is an area that European and American countries are staring at, it is really no wonder that the blue shield has been so poor in the past few years!

To stay here, Buck reckoned that he would have to work as a cleaner to feed the Katyusha.

Buck, who understood the martial arts conference, refused the kindness of several mercenaries he knew to invite him to work elsewhere, and he still had billions of businesses waiting to be dealt with, not so much to be followed all the way to know the location, it was better to part ways early, and after three o'clock in the afternoon, he called the leader to ask for instructions, and Buck's role in rushing to the forefront to obtain first-hand information had been achieved, and he was allowed to evacuate.

The rifle was a parting gift, Buck took off his camouflage uniform and turned it over to wrap the folded rifle, tied a special slipknot, fixed it to the side of the medical backpack, took off the camouflage bandana on his head, and after reducing the characteristics of various armed men, he quietly walked away along the road, as long as he crossed the area guarded by the rebels and found a car, he could find the safest route to leave the country and go home, after all, he was not familiar with the surrounding terrain, or the most reliable way to follow the road.

Because at this time, it was obvious that too many convoys of vehicles from all sides had gathered on the only road in the vicinity, and the officials who left in the morning had to line up, and as government officials, they went deep into the area controlled by the rebels, even if they had international friends, they still sent some military vehicles and wheeled armored vehicles together, which blocked the already narrow roads.

Buck might have walked faster, but when he was about seven or eight kilometers away, just as he had come, suddenly someone in the car on the side of the road shouted to him in Woogran: "Hey, you, stop!"

The kind with a very bad tone, Buck subconsciously flashed to the side just by listening to the voice, turned his head to look, and an angry face appeared in a gray van, wasn't it the officer who was shot in the abdomen by him, and two guys in uniform were coming down from the open door!

Dare to love that the wounded man has not gone far with the official's car, and it is to blame that Buck's Asian face is too easy to recognize even if only half of it is exposed, and he has nothing to fear, so he made a middle finger to that side, and ran behind the hillside on the side of the road.

Listening to the shrill whistle behind him, Buck seemed to be back to the life of the poor Eastern European mercenary......

There really wasn't much of a future at that time!