What do Chinese people want from Ukraine?

This is really not something that a small mercenary like Buck who doesn't care about military and political affairs can say, and the former Soviet military technology inherited from Ukraine when he got the division? The aircraft carrier, fighter jet and even Xiang Wan did remind her husband of the buffalo military hovercraft on the Crimean Peninsula this time?

Are these things important to China?

It is definitely important, but it is so important that life is at stake. Barker doesn't think it is certain. Maybe for a small country, an aircraft carrier can affect the life and death of a country. For a superpower like China, it is definitely important but not so necessary.

Ukraine in black soil was able to export food to China, which was not what the Chinese people wanted. Now it is said that Thai rice tastes better;

The question of Patriarch was too huge, which made Buck a little speechless.

The main reason is that China is too large. To support such a big country, it requires every bit of everything. Perhaps each point is not so necessary, but together, it is the tiny scales of the dragon rising. It is not like Yue Lan’s few marine oil fields that can make people lose their minds, nor is it like the rate bin that cares about the United States’ thighs.

So Buck slowly closed the shockproof box that could easily mislead his identity, turned around and stood at the table: "Mr. Gusef, I don't have much education, but I think there is a biggest difference between Chinese and Americans. I respect the God you believe in and the love of the people. Although I am an atheist and never believe in Buddhism and Taoism in my hometown, I respect your belief. By the same token, I also respect your belief with knives and forks or chopsticks when eating. That is a personal habit. I respect the choices of these people in Ukraine. I want to go

The capital is celebrating democracy and freedom, overthrowing the president, and celebrating independence in the border areas. These are all the choices of the Ukrainians. I respect them, and I do not intend to interfere. This is basically the Chinese people's view of doing things. They do not think of each other, and they do not interfere. I choose to be bystanders. Of course, I will try my best to seek my interests, but I will not force my views on others. Everyone and each region have different values ​​and outlook on life. If you insist on demanding everyone according to your own standards, it will only lead to chaos."

The old priest in the dark was silent for a while: "The Chinese couple said differently from you from the past year."

Buck was a little curious about the idea of ​​the old senior Ji Dongyang: "What do they say?"

Lord Gusef did not answer him positively: "Are you happy as a Chinese? Is there such a strong country that supports a hopeful life?"

But Buck smiled bitterly: "If most Chinese people feel unhappy, do you believe it?"

The priest didn't need Buck to explain this statement and nodded: "I hope one day I will have the opportunity to go to China to see what this place is like, which has successfully built into a world power from the ruins and see what kind of people there are in such a country..." With the occasional sound of gunfire sounds in the night sky outside, two old and young slowly said what they said for a long time.

The result of Buck's never received organizational training or education is that Patriarch Gusef, who has known a lot of people, does not think he is a person under the red regime, or Peter's son-in-law, Natasha's husband, and half of Ukrainian son.

It was a little dawn, and Buck was awakened by the movement. He rubbed his slightly cold palm from the military blanket and leaned in front of the hanging sniper rifle. He used the pso-1 scope on it to observe the movements of the surrounding buildings and especially the Parliament Building. The old man who got up earlier than him was not greedy for warmth and took his big dog to the corridor to find the bathroom to use the toilet.

When I came back, I saw that Buck had changed into a German range-finding telescope and was watching. The magnification rate of the four times on the sniper rifle was still a little worse. Buck gave the high-end goods to the old man: "The surrounding buildings are covered with snipers. I guess I lost a sniper yesterday, which made these people more vigilant. Please take a look at the upper right corner of the red building, see if you see..."

Buck, who squatted down, tinkered with breakfast. In fact, it was still black bread and meat sauce. However, he found some wooden pieces and crumbs in the corridor and made a small fire. He could just heat the two canned meats, and also cooked some oatmeal porridge in a canned tube.

The old priest had already seen some people shaking with signs on the street in front of the parliament building. Buck called him to eat, but the old man was still a little concerned and confused, which was hard to swallow. Buck persuaded with the mentality of a doctor: "As a priest, you can help civilians humanitarianly and help them not to starve. But after curing the disease and saving people, what should they do specifically is their freedom. Now the problem in Ukraine is not a bit by bit. The people will naturally start to miss a peaceful life after experiencing a period of pain. At that time, another outstanding leader will come out... Well, when everyone is tired of such chaos, you can come out and shout to be a national leader."

Even though he was filled with sorrow, Lord Gusef was still angry at Buck's completely unreliable statement: "You! I am a priest. I am thinking about the survival of the people in the eastern diocese of Ukraine. I didn't want to be a politician! And your attitude of letting the people suffer is too vicious!"

Even if Buck had killed the sniper before and the old priest was muttering in the car, he didn't use the adjective of viciousness.

Buck was not angry, and smiled and teased the big dog with bread to stuff it into the other party's mouth before clapping his hands and getting up: "The US military occupied any place to promote three principles: safety, assist in reconstruction and raising children. Their traditional practice is to kill a piece of cake first, so that people can realize the importance of peace. Only with the help of the US military can they gain a sense of security and gradually obtain reconstruction. Military doctors like me treat the wounded and pay special attention to taking care of the affected children... This is written into my training manual in NATO. Those who enjoy a peaceful life every day will not know how valuable the peace is. Such a contrast is the easiest to bewitch people."

The old priest was a little thoughtful. Buck stood up and glued the objective lens of the sniper scope and telescope with tape to keep only a gap to prevent the sunlight reflection during the day from being discovered. However, at this time, he also noticed that a large number of people began to gather in the state parliament building. Kharkov is a state capital, which is also an adjacent state capital. In addition, the other state is close to the eastern three states that tend toward Russia, and they are also the three states that will be the most chaotic in the future.

But the scope seems to be a joke, saying that a large number of people are only a few hundred people. When it comes to the independence issue of a state with a population of millions, is there just a few people involved?

Buck looked at the people who had started to beat drums and drums, and some of them waved with colorful horizontal bars that symbolize the New Republic, and began to climb to the state parliament building to pull off the original Ukrainian flag and replace it with his own...

It's a bit like a farce.

Buck's focus is not on these clown-like actors. No matter which faction they are, they are just actors who are being sent to the front desk. He is concerned about the high-level gunmen. Because many people on the ground are holding mobile phones and cameras taking pictures, and some people carrying serious machines seem to be reporters, so there are basically no armed personnel on the ground. Buck still likes to observe and use guns. When observing and searching, the accuracy of the sniper scope is a bit worse than the field of view.

The old man next to him was quietly holding the high-power telescope. Buck looked back and took out the only high-power high-definition camera with magnification from the shock-proof box. He put his elbow on the drip rack to stabilize, and tried to enlarge the optical lens to the extreme 20 times. He was searching for those snipers who were carefully concealed on the roof contour inch by inch.

Suddenly, I saw a gunman sticking out half of his body from the four-inch display screen and pushing his long rifle towards the Parliament Building below...

Then Buck and the old priest heard the crisp sound of gunfire that cut through the sky almost at the same time: "Bang...bang...bang..."

The telescope in the old priest almost fell off!
Chapter completed!