Many countries and nations in this world have ancestors, such as the Ottoman Empire that once straddled Europe, Asia and Africa. But not every nation can rise again in the midst of suffering.
The native chicken crosses once to be the peak, and then becomes the "sick man of West Asia". However, after joining NATO, the sick man lived from side to side and lived quite well.
Zhou Qingfeng instructed Irene to bring Meow and the little fairies to stay in Boryspil to help Marcos stabilize the situation of Ermao's house. He took a fake visa and flew to Istanbul alone as a tourist.
There are countless poets praising this large city across Europe and Asia, and countless tourists wandering around the Bosphorus Strait that divides the city into two.
As a human settlement built in the sixth century BC, Istanbul has not only beautiful natural scenery, but also cultural relics left over from the ancient Roman period.
People who have been in the industrial society for a long time will really like the simplicity and liveliness here. But... Uncle Zhou doesn't care about this. He came out of the airport and called for a taxi casually, indicating that he wanted to stroll around the city.
Although Asians are rare, bearded drivers are used to seeing tourists, driving Zhou Qingfeng around the streets and alleys, enthusiastically introducing tourist attractions.
The city has dense buildings and narrow roads. There are no high-rise buildings, mostly low-rise masonry houses. To put it nicely, it's called'exotic and life-like', but it's just an oversized ordinary town.
There are not many pretty girls in the street, but there are quite a few aunts. Even if there is a headscarf, it is even more dreaming to want to see the big white legs. Zhou Qingfeng randomly chose a small hotel to live in, and then opened the map.
The Tuji has a first army in Istanbul, under its jurisdiction the 2nd, 3rd, and 5th armies. The 2nd Corps was in Canakkale in the Dardanelles, the 3rd Corps was in Sisli, and the 5th Corps was in Corlu.
Its navy has a base in Istanbul, but the second-hand frigates obtained from the United States in later generations have yet to come. Now the harbor is full of broken ships.
As for the air force, Istanbul has only one 15th Air Defense Missile Wing. Fighters such as the F-16 have to be found elsewhere.
According to the information left by the KGB, Zhou Qingfeng can grasp the detailed information of the troops, equipment, locations, etc. of all units of the native chicken arms. All officers above the company battalion level have their last names and first names, what they look like, and their promotion resumes.
But the native chicken is not hk, it is not very good to drive a tank to the streets here. They have serious military forces. If they are too arrogant, if a ground-to-ground missile comes from the air, Uncle Zhou will have to ascend to heaven.
Besides, a normal blow is like a tickling to a native chicken, and it must be a little bit harder. I want it to hurt but I can't scream.
This requires some imagination.
Zhou Qingfeng looked around on the map and finally set his eyes on the Marmara Sea-the smallest sea in the world, located between the Bosphorus and Dardanelles, the meeting point of the Eurasian continent.
The Marmara Sea is the Black Sea to the east and the Aegean Sea to the west. It is also a busy commercial channel. Once something happens here, it will inevitably attract the attention of the world.
The sea is deep enough, with an average depth of nearly two hundred meters. In contrast, the average water depth of the Bohai Sea is less than 20 meters, which is almost as pitiful as a bathtub.
"If there is a hostile submarine in this sea." Zhou Qingfeng used his brain and let himself go, "The native chicken navy will only jump three feet high."
submarine
No, no, this is too much trouble, and it's easy to get out of control. In case NATO also pulls in, you will have to'can't eat, go around'.
It can't be a submarine, so what can it be
Zhou Qingfeng lay on the wooden bed in the small hotel, turned off the lights, and quietly stared at the ceiling. After a long time, he opened the door of time and space and returned to the cold wind city in another world.
In the past six months of the battle at Banshee Fort, the North Land has calmed down.
Coldwind City developed in a hurry, relying on many measures such as liberating labor, reclaiming land, constructing water conservancy, scientific farming, etc., the grain output this year was four times higher than in the past.
The yield of wheat per mu has increased from a poor fifty or sixty kilograms to one hundred kilograms. Coupled with the output of various miscellaneous grains, residents in and outside the city will have a wealth of happiness-the number of people who died of freezing this winter should be greatly reduced.
The various new policies promulgated by the lord were forcibly pushed for half a year. By eliminating the aristocracy, rebuilding the bureaucracy, and improving taxes and transportation, a less brutal and ruthless regime was quickly established.
Just because I can eat more food, tens of thousands of refugees have fled in the past six months.
Regarding internal affairs, Zhou Qingfeng didn't care much after formulating policies, leaving everything to Xili. When he returned to another world, he appeared in the city lord's mansion, operating the'Altar of Faith'.
The three goddesses appeared at the same time and merged the three treasures into one. The'Gate of True Knowledge' has also been integrated into the altar of faith, Zhou Qingfeng wants to inquire about-is there anything that can cause trouble in the ocean
The query is to no avail, but...
The city lord's mansion suddenly radiated brilliant golden light, and countless colored stripes burst out, like a festive decoration. Numerous and exquisite patterns appear on the building, and the walls, columns, ceilings, and even the floor have become magnificent.
Luxurious precious metals and gems are shining, and servants and guards are in a treasure house, where everything is money. This incident is heart-warming, intoxicating, and difficult to maintain.
Even the "Altar of Faith" that Zhou Qingfeng is using has many beautiful patterns, which are all composed of expensive magic metal and coin symbols. His mental power scanned behind him, sighed and asked, "Which noble deity came?"
"Young man, you can turn around." A cheerful female voice shouted from behind: "I appear in the form of a saint, you can look directly at me."
The previous goddesses all crossed the plane barrier and ran from the kingdom of God to the main material realm. Zhou Qingfeng would become ministers under the skirts at a glance.
Now this...
Turning around, behind was a young, beautiful, slender and seductive woman. Zhou Qingfeng only glanced at it, and her eyes were pierced by the dazzling brilliance she exudes, as if looking directly at the sun.
This goddess has long bright golden hair and a golden crown on her head. Her eyes are like dazzling golden balls.
She wore a silk robe studded with precious stones and gold threads, a brilliant cloak made of gold coins, and a gold belt around her waist. Even the boots under her feet were embellished with pearls and gold.
There is only one goddess who can like gold so much and show off.
"Respected goddess of trade and wealth, your gold dress is too dazzling, but it conceals your beauty." Zhou Qingfeng said sourly.
Friends of Merchants-Woking.
The golden goddess giggled. She tossed a coin in her hand and said, "Victor Hugo, I really like everything I do in Coldwind City. Would you like to make a bet with me?"
"I don't want to." Zhou Qingfeng refused without hesitation. "Say something straight."
"It's so indifferent, and rejected me mercilessly. But I still like you."
Woking didn't care, jumped close to Zhou Qingfeng, and then came over to the'Altar of Faith' in a flash. She gently stretched out her hand to touch the operation interface on the altar.
There are countless powers of faith mixed in the altar, and faiths with golden thread colors are extracted. It trickled at first, but quickly entered Wojin's body in a turbulent manner.
The golden goddess raised her neck lightly and uttered a joyous whisper like a groan. She trembled slightly, her complexion flushed, and she was intoxicated with enjoyment, until she slowly fell down and lay down on the ground lazily.
Zhou Qingfeng did not stop the whole process, just watched quietly.
After extracting the power of faith he needed, Woking opened his eyes for a long time after being drunk, stretched out his hand and chuckled, "Honey, give me a hand, I can't get up."
Zhou Qingfeng did not move.
Woking continued to shout softly: "I really can't get up, please."
Alas..., Zhou Qingfeng sighed and stretched out his hand to pull. But as soon as his arm stretched out, he was sucked into Woking's arms. The goddess whispered coquettishly in his ear: "Little guy, I want to reward you, don't refuse."