Taking advantage of the darkness, Liang Yong drove into Samya for more than an hour. However, the road conditions here were extremely poor. There was no asphalt road, and the recommended gravel road was still full of mud. It took him an hour to drive more than 30 kilometers. What he saw was What made Liang Yong even more chilled was that he didn't see a single person along the way. The villages he passed only had dilapidated houses that had been abandoned for a long time. A few skinny wild dogs were looking for food in the garbage.

Fortunately, he decided to take Ban Zhuo with him at the last minute. With this guy constantly nagging by his side, Liang Yong felt not too lonely. After in-depth questioning, Liang Yong finally understood the previous political structure of Samya. What Ban Zhuo said The king is actually just a symbol of the country of Samya, just like the royal family of those countries in the UK and Spain. It is just a symbol of the royal family and does not have much real power.

The management of Samya is in the hands of the government elected by the elders' councils of each ethnic group. The elders' councils of each ethnic group are like the parliament. Every five years, people of all ethnic groups compete for the quota to be elected to the elders' council. Which tribe wins the majority of the seats in the elders' council. Has the power to form a government and lead the country for five years.

For decades, the black slave tribe has been dominant. Only three times have the white slave tribe united with other tribes to successfully seize power. However, it only lasted for five years before being seized power. This seems to be copying the democratic system of the outside world, but it cannot be said to be true. In the era of democracy, the competition between various ethnic groups for seats in the Presbyterian Church is entirely backed by force. There are often constant wars. After they are tired and injured, they sit down to negotiate. At this time, the so-called king of the Banjo family can play the role of mediator. .

Unfortunately, when the dispute between black and white was about to come to an end, an accident occurred and a nationwide plague broke out. Not only did countless people die, but even the king's family could not escape the bad luck, and the situation was completely out of control.

"Ban Zhuo, what tribe are you from?" Liang Yong asked after listening to Ban Zhuo's explanation.

"I belong to the Golden Tribe. Although our Golden Tribe has very few people. After my uncle's family died, I was the only one left. However, this does not affect the Golden Tribe's lofty status in Samya at all. As long as the Golden Tribe's blood awakens in my body, I can call upon my children. The people united again to build a new country," Banjo said proudly.

Seeing that Liang Yong didn't believe it, he even patted his chest and said: "Dear friend, as long as you help me ascend to the throne, I will make you a national advisor and enjoy the highest honor. Your status is only below me."

"Come on, let's save our lives first," Liang Yong was used to his bragging, so he shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"My dear friends protect me, I'm not afraid..." Banjo said happily.

Before he finished his sentence, there was a sudden "pop" sound, a hole was punched through the front glass of the jeep, and a bullet passed between the two of them. Liang Yong was fine. He had already sensed the trajectory of the bullet before. Turn the steering wheel and let the bullets shoot in the air. There is no way to track down the sniper hiding in the dark. You can only press the gas pedal and drive through the dangerous area.

Banjo was frightened to death. He screamed and got under the dashboard, hugging Liang Yong's thighs and trembling: "Mom, help me, run quickly..."

After that, every dozens of kilometers forward, there would be cold shots. Liang Yong's face became serious, and he felt that the matter was more complicated than imagined. According to the existing intelligence, the internal riots in Samya were just fights between the indigenous people. , there are very few modern weapons, and even if they do exist, they do not have such precise marksmanship and modern military strategies of blocking and blocking. It is obvious that external forces are involved, pretending to be a mob to attack themselves and prevent outside assistance to Samya.

There are still 50 kilometers to go to the Holy Mountain, and the villages we pass through also have some life. Even though it is night, you can still feel that there are people living inside. Instead of hearing the neighing of cattle and sheep, you can occasionally see a few lights coming out of the houses.

In front of him was a narrow mountain pass that was about one kilometer long. Liang's eyes sharpened, feeling that the danger was increasing. He slowly stopped the car, pushed Banjo and said, "Get out of the car."

"What are you doing? It's so dangerous with enemies outside," Banjo said nervously, reluctant to get out of the car.

"Okay, you stay in the car and I'll pick you up at dawn," Liang Yong said angrily, jumped out of the car and ran quickly towards the jungle on the roadside.

Banzhuo's face changed drastically. He didn't dare to stay in the car. He rolled out of the car and climbed up to catch up with Liang Yong. He complained pitifully: "If you don't drive when there is a car, aren't you looking for trouble? Car I don’t need so many supplies..."

"Shut up if you don't want to die," Liang Yong shouted coldly, and had no time to explain to him at this time.

Banjo was so frightened that he shut up quickly. Although he still looked confused, he bit his lips tightly and did not dare to say a word.

The two walked several hundred meters toward the jungle. Liang Yong slowed down and his spiritual consciousness completely dispersed. The situation within 500 meters around him was displayed in his mind. No shadow of the enemy was found. It seemed that the enemy was still ambushing at the mountain pass. , did not react for a while.

Then he waved to Banjo and asked him to follow him carefully without making any noise. He walked around in the jungle and then quietly lurked back. They ambush on a hill by the roadside. There were big trees above them and people around them. In the jungle, the enemy cannot see here at all from the outside.

Liang Yong took out the Barrett sniper rifle from the peach blossom fan and set it up, then handed a Desert Eagle to Banjo and said, "Can you shoot?"

"Yes, I am the shooting champion of Samya," Banjo boasted excitedly as there was no sign of the enemy for a long time. Only then did he understand Liang Yong's intention, which was to turn light into darkness and in turn hit the enemy. The ambush felt very fun.

"When I ask you to charge later, charge and fire at the same time. You must be fast," Liang Yong warned, not bothering to expose him.

The two of them lay in wait on the hill for two hours. Banjo couldn't help but want to stand up several times, but Liang Yong stopped him sternly and didn't allow him to make a sound. He waited until the sky was getting brighter. , the sun rises slowly in the east, and the birds begin to chirp in the woods.

Only then did he see a few figures emerging from the mountain pass. They were looking this way alertly, holding the most advanced telescope with an eagle eye. Liang Yong was overjoyed, but still didn't move. Banjo next to him couldn't bear to lie down. He fell asleep soundly there, with his face pillowed on a stone slab and drooling all the time. Fortunately, he didn't snore while sleeping.

After waiting for another half an hour, two people wearing local clothes and holding black turbans cautiously approached the car with guns in hand. You can imagine the doubts in their hearts at this time. They did not expect that Liang Yong would abandon the car and run away. Their ambush at the mountain pass failed, and they were also very patient. They waited until dawn before sending people over to investigate. Obviously these guys didn't want to give up the car. Materials were scarce in Samya, and a car was a big deal. wealth.
Chapter completed!