Chapter 203: War?

It is precisely because of these two reasons that Russia's country has been preserved relatively intact.

The old man and Ye Cang landed right in Russia's capital.

As soon as they landed, they were surrounded by three middle-aged soldiers holding weapons.

One of the soldiers asked in broken Huaxia language: "Are you from Huaxia?"

"China's Ye Cang, and..." Before Ye Cang could finish his sentence, the old man standing to the side actually began to speak in fluent Russian.

This left Ye Cang completely stunned.

No way.

When, when did he learn Russian?

And so fluently, too.

After the old man said a few words to those soldiers, the soldiers' expressions suddenly became serious, and they saluted the old man.

Immediately after, they began to lead the way.

Seeing this, the old man smiled at Ye Cang and said, "Let's go, Little Cang."

"I happened to get to know these soldiers when I visited before, so I just chatted with them for a bit."

"Now, he is going to take us to see the President of Russia."

"Don't be curious about why I know Russian; I'm at such an old age, it's normal to know a few foreign languages, right?"

After saying this, the old man smiled and followed the soldier leading the way.

Leaving only Ye Cang standing there, looking bewildered.

He was digesting what the old man had said.

Knowing a few foreign languages is normal, but the fact that some soldiers just happened to know the old man—that was not quite right.

How could one possibly know ordinary soldiers during a normal visit?

Thinking of this, Ye Cang shook his head.

He hurriedly followed the old man's pace.

Why was he thinking so much about it?

Anyway, Russia would eventually have to belong to China, so thinking too much was meaningless.

Under the guidance of the three middle-aged soldiers, the two arrived at the location of the President of Russia.

At this moment, the President of Russia was looking at something, and upon seeing the old man and Ye Cang arrive, an extremely surprised expression appeared on his face.

Immediately putting down what he was doing, the President of Russia walked quickly to the old man and gave him a big hug.

Then he began to speak to the old man in fairly fluent Huaxia language.

"My God, old friend, why have you come so suddenly?"

"Why didn't you even give a heads-up? The world is so dangerous right now."

"You traveled such a long distance to see me; it is truly moving!"

"The person beside you looks so young; he must be that Chief Engineer, right?"

The old man nodded.

"That's right, he is that Chief Engineer. His surname is Ye, and his name is Ye Cang."

"I say, let's skip the pleasantries," the old man said, slowly walking over to the President of Russia's seat, and then sat down without any hesitation.

"President of Russia, you should know why I, this old man, have come this time."

"Now, make your choice."

While saying this, the old man put away his kind and gentle appearance.

Instead, he revealed a side that Ye Cang had never seen before.

The President of Russia was clearly seeing this side of the old man for the first time as well.

But in the blink of an eye, he returned to normal.

"My dear old friend, what are you talking about?" the President of Russia said.

"How come I don't understand what you are saying?"

"What choice?"

"Since you've finally come all this way, we must have a couple of drinks!"

"I have 99-degree vodka here! It tastes great!"

As he spoke, the President of Russia suddenly pulled a bottle of vodka out of nowhere and placed it on the table.

This scene made Ye Cang's eyes widen.

Just like that, pulling a bottle of vodka out of thin air?

How did he do that?

It was absurd.

However, the old man sitting in the chair looked as if he were not surprised at all.

"I didn't come here today to mess around with you," the old man said coldly.

"If you continue like this, I will stop being polite!"

"Hurry up and make your choice!"

"Do you understand?"

Seeing the old man like this, the President of Russia knew that he couldn't muddle through this.

He had to make a choice today.

Realizing this, the President of Russia also put away his smile.

"Since there is no room for negotiation, let's use the old method," the President of Russia said slowly.

"Let's drink. If you win, everything is negotiable; if you lose, I'm sorry, old friend, but you'll have to go back to where you came from."

"How about it?"

But the old man shook his head.

"President of Russia, do you really take people for fools?"

"Words spoken at a dinner table are never set in stone; one could even say they are all jokes. If you want to turn your back on your word, there is nothing I can do."

"Therefore, you must make a choice now!"

"This is the last time this old man will repeat himself!"

"If you try to play any more petty tricks, then let's go to war. Huaxia has so many enemies already, one more won't make a difference!"

Having finished speaking, the old man said nothing more, instead staring fixedly at the President of Russia.

Facing the old man's gaze, the President of Russia gave a sheepish smile.

Well, he had thought he could use this method to stall for more time, but it had been seen through immediately.

This situation reminded the President of Russia of an old Chinese saying.

We are both thousand-year-old foxes, so why play the game of ghost stories?

Since the old man was being so direct, he would have to give a definite reply as well.

"Ask me and my country to surrender?"

"Absolutely impossible!"

The President of Russia said resolutely.

"We inherit the will of the Iron Father! No one can make Russia bow and scrape! And no one can make Russia surrender!"

"The people of Russia are unyielding!"

"If you want to start a war, we of Russia will fight to the end!"

"Ura!"

After hearing the answer from the President of Russia, the old man did not have much of a reaction.

Because this answer had long been within his expectations.

Russia would never surrender easily; there was only one way to make them surrender: beat them until they submit!

Thinking of this, the old man looked toward Ye Cang.

But before the old man could speak, the President of Russia said again: "I know what you are thinking, old friend!"

"Don't think you can beat us into submission!"

"If you dare to start a war, I will activate the Death Alpha System. By then, the tens of thousands of nuclear missiles within Russia's borders will launch a devastating strike against China!"

"If you don't believe me, you can try!"

But the old man did not even look at the confident-looking President of Russia.

Instead, he said to Ye Cang: "Little Cang, in all things, try to resolve them through negotiation whenever possible."

"Actually, I didn't intend to resolve this through negotiation this time; I just wanted to set an example for you."

"Look, now that the negotiations have broken down, we can move directly to action!"

"As for this old man, I am not skilled at fighting, so I will leave the rest to you. There is no need to be polite to Russia!"

Ye Cang nodded and began to communicate with Zhizi Gai.

1 second later...

"Death Alpha System has been taken over."

After receiving the reply from Zhizi Gai, a Power Sword emitting a faint Blue Light Energy Shield appeared in Ye Cang's hand.

Ye Cang raised the Power Sword in his hand and pointed it at the President of Russia.