Stardragon was one of the Six Nations. Its population was mainly Asians, and its totem was the Dragon of the Stars.
Stardragon and the Germinal Organization had a deep hatred for each other, dating back to the Andrea War. The Germinal Organization and Stardragon's enemies had made a secret agreement to launch multiple large-scale terrorist attacks in Stardragon's territory during the critical period of the war. The death toll was over 100,000, and the frontline troops were forced to retreat. Stardragon almost lost its position as one of the Six Nations.
The border of every city was surrounded by an endless wire fence. The only way into the city was through sentry posts, and the army was stationed there to check.
The train stopped at an open-air platform outside the wire fence. A large number of military facilities were built around it, such as bunkers, watchtowers, and sniper posts, all of which were guarded by soldiers.
Thousands of wanderers gathered at the station square, queuing up to be checked one by one. After confirming that they were not carrying weapons, wanted criminals, or infectious diseases, they were allowed to pass through the sentry posts.
The Six Nations had a policy of accepting wanderers to increase the population potential of the country by absorbing talents and elites who had wandered outside.
Han Xiao naturally did not want to be checked. The Germinal Organization must have put a bounty on him, and he would be exposed if he was checked. Although his goal was to contact Stardragon's intelligence agency, Division 13, he could not allow himself to be surrounded by the army.
Coincidentally, there was a way to not pass through the sentry posts.
In his previous life, red players who were wanted by their country could not pass through the checks. As long as they found the hidden NPC in charge of smuggling and paid some money, they could successfully sneak into the city.
In the corner of the square sat an inconspicuous man. He did not line up, nor did he leave. He did not have a presence.
This person was the head of the smuggling business. Normal people did not know of their existence, and they usually only accepted referrals from their regular customers. At this time, a thin young man came up to him and asked, "Is it safe?"
The head looked up at Han Xiao. After confirming that he was a stranger, he played dumb and asked, "What's safe?"
"Use these to pay the bill. Is it enough?"
Han Xiao did not want to waste time. He threw the backpack full of guns to the head. The head opened the zipper, took a look, and hurriedly closed it again. Oh my, he dares to wander around with so many guns. What kind of master is this young man?
The Western Capital had gun control, and Han Xiao did not enter the city to cause trouble, so these guns were useless to him.
"Yes, of course."
The head was confused. "How did you know that I'm a smuggling business?"
"That's none of your business."
Doing business without asking for details was the rule of this trade. Snake Head suppressed his curiosity and stood up to lead the way.
There was a van truck parked outside the station. There were already a few passengers inside, and they all looked over. Han Xiao's expression was normal as he found a place to sit down.
The windows were sealed with black tape to absorb light, so the scenery outside could not be seen. The car would send the passengers to a secret entrance behind the barbed wire. The officer there was bribed by the smuggler. As long as there were not too many smugglers, he would turn a blind eye.
In the car.
A short man next to him was bored to death. He looked for Han Xiao, who had a tender face, to chat. According to his experience, this kind of young man was the easiest to fool.
"Little brother, is this your first time in the West Capital?"
Han Xiao glanced at him. "Yeah, I don't know how to address you."
"What about you, Ma Jie?"
"Han Xiao."
Ma Jie flaunted his seniority. "Little Han, since this is your first time in the West Capital, I'll give you a good introduction. The West Capital is divided into eight districts. The first district is the political core. It's the territory of those big officials. No one can enter it. The other seven districts have their own characteristics. They are secretly controlled by the big shots in the gray area. I have to remind you, don't mess with them. Otherwise, you won't even know how you died. "
Han Xiao shook his head. The so-called gray area was a gray profit chain formed by drugs, the sex trade, smuggling, and firearms. Every city had people who were involved in illegal activities, but compared to the official forces, they were not even worth a fart.
It was just that the civilians were subconsciously afraid of the fierce gray people and disdained the official forces because they knew that the official forces would not hurt them. This was human nature. It was like seeing armed guards on a cash truck on the road. Not many people would be afraid, but if it was a man without a uniform with a gun, most people would definitely run as far away as possible.
Han Xiao did not expose Ma Jie's slight skill in front of him. He just laughed and played along.
"What about the military?"
"Heh, what can the military do? Are they going to attack the city directly? " Disdain was written all over Ma Jie's face. He was full of respect for the gray area. Thinking of showing off, he boasted, "My cousin is a leader under a big boss. He has a bright future ahead of him. This time, I'm here to join, cough, help him."
"That's impressive," Han Xiao said perfunctorily.
Ma Jie was even more excited when he heard that. He said, "Of course! My cousin is also a big shot in the West Capital. Have you heard of the famous' Yellow Leopard '? Oh, I forgot. Little Han, you haven't been to the West Capital before. Are you here to join your relatives? "
Han Xiao said casually, "No, I want to find a job in the city and settle down."
Ma Jie's mind immediately became active. If he could get a young man to join his cousin, his cousin would definitely think highly of him. He said casually, "What do you think? Do you want to work for me? I promise you a bright future! "
Han Xiao politely declined, but in Ma Jie's eyes, it was the arrogance of a young man. He sneered.
"Let me tell you, what kind of life do you live in the city? Living in the slums! Eating moldy food! Don't be fooled by the Six States' high and mighty attitude of accepting rogues. They don't take you seriously at all. What kind of future do you have? Why don't you work for me? I don't dare to promise you anything else, but at least you can eat your fill. "
"No need." Han Xiao shook his head.
Ma Jie thought that Han Xiao did not know how to appreciate his kindness. He said sarcastically, "You don't know what's good for you. Let's see how you regret it later. It's too late to curry favor with me."
Han Xiao closed his eyes, indicating that he did not want to talk nonsense. Ma Jie glared at Han Xiao and did not continue the conversation.
The car was parked far away from the train station. There was a gate with a dangerous sign hanging on it. It seemed to be a special passage for the transport of firearms.
An officer was waiting behind the gate. Snake Head stuffed a stack of coins into the officer's hands. The officer had a satisfied smile on his face, and he actually opened the gate of the arms transport channel, allowing the stowaways to enter.
"Follow the officer. He will take you to the outskirts of the city. There won't be any checks," Snake Head said.
The officer did not say a word and led the way. Han Xiao and the others walked past various military buildings and out of the outpost. Finally, they saw the skyscrapers of the Western Capital in the distance, reflecting the sunlight.
The stowaways scattered like birds and animals, each going their own way. Ma Jie glared at Han Xiao and turned to leave.
As Han Xiao walked on the street, his clothes were torn and tattered. The passersby all looked at him with disdain and avoided him. He had been trekking in the forest for ten days and spent a few days on the train transporting livestock. The smell on his body was so touching that it made people cry.
It was difficult to walk without money. If he was thirsty, he could only go to the fountain in the square. The most valuable thing on his body was probably the original smell of his underwear that had not been washed for seven days.
Of course, those were all small problems.
…
Half an hour later, Han Xiao walked out of the department store. He had changed into a clean white shirt and black pants. He was even smoking a cigarette.
You have unlocked the skill [Pickpocketing Lvl 1]!
Pickpocketing: Increase the success rate of stealing.
There was a high chance that a certain ability in real life would be brought into the game. For example, if one was a soldier in real life, they would automatically learn Basic Combat and Basic Shooting skills.
As the saying goes, it's never a burden to have more skills. In the past, in order to compete with the burglary gangs that roamed the streets below, I taught myself how to pick pockets. My goal was to counter the burglary. Yep, even I believed it myself.
Thief? I, Han Technician, am a law-abiding man who loves his country. He has never scored less than eighty in his Political and Political Test in middle school and high school. He is one of the three best students in the country every year. He is only one step away from joining the Young Pioneers, the Communist Youth League, and our party. He has never even peeped, let alone steal.
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