See This World Clearly

Middle East!

The Middle East is perhaps the most chaotic region in human history.

This region is not only plagued by multiple indigenous powers vying for interests and rampant terrorist organizations, but also by numerous external powers eager to interfere in Middle East affairs. Ethnic and religious conflicts further exacerbate the already complex situation.

A few years ago, the Ba Miu Luo Di Group entered this area with a strong presence, using its vast financial and military resources. Apart from the Ba Miu Luo Di Empire, the surrounding areas became even more chaotic and unruly.

The advent of modern technology has made it extremely convenient for countries to compete for hegemony and interfere with each other, and the intensity and urgency of the struggle for interests are getting higher and higher.

Desiring peace here seems to be an unsolvable problem.

The Naga Highway is a road located near the Canaan Black Organization base, in a desolate and hot area.

The scorching heat baked the smoothed muddy road, revealing clear imprints of tank tracks.

On this hot midday.

A T-29 Heavy Tank, painted in dark brown military green and long abandoned by the United States, roared along the road, crushing the sweltering heat.

A little girl, about seven or eight years old, was hanging in front of the cannon barrel. She was thin and bony, her eyes filled with terror, and she was crying out in pain. Bloodstains appeared on her small, dark body that was bound. The sun was so hot that she was burning up, and the air was distorted and dim in front of her. She was crying out in pain and fear.

Three agitated Arab men sat on the tank, AK47s slung across their waists. They covered their faces with gauze to shield themselves from the harsh heat of the sun.

The blinding sunlight made them restless and uncomfortable; the surface of the tank was scorching hot, which fueled their anger.

Seeing the little girl crying made me even more irritable.

"Stop!"

"Right here! Hurry."

Captain Kevlar jumped off the tank and angrily berated the driver.

The unexpected task he was assigned made him increasingly irritable, and the hot weather, coupled with his already sticky sweat, made it even more unbearable.

"Hurry up and act..."

Captain Kevlar, his neck bulging, cursed loudly, his mood extremely irritable. The scorching sun beat down on him, and his anger exploded.

Several of his men began to act quickly.

Set up the DV camera.

They removed the crying, terrified little girl from the cannon barrel and placed her in the path the tank tracks would inevitably take.

The girl's eyes were filled with terror, and her cries grew louder.

As the little girl cried, Captain Kevlar adjusted the angle of the DV camera so that the image could clearly show the little girl's terrified crying, while on the other side he could see his own fierce face.

"Canaan! Your resistance will only lead to greater suffering for your people!"

Captain Kevlar, his eyes gleaming with malice, fired his AK-47 into the air as if venting all his anger and frustration. Only then did he turn his head and cruelly declare, "Begin!"

Canaan is a newly formed nation-state that is fighting against them.

They needed to demonstrate the organization's ruthlessness and show them the consequences of messing with them.

This little girl was someone Canaan had randomly captured to demonstrate their terror and their inability to accept provocation.

The tank tracks began to move forward slowly.

The girl, trapped under the tracks, writhed in terror, struggling to push herself out of the sand. However, she couldn't escape the tracks because experienced organizers used a small rock to block her from moving further.

Under the scorching sun, the temperature distorts the air.

The rumbling of tank tracks, slow yet carrying a Destruction terror, crushed the world's weakness.

The little girl cried out in despair and fear.

Captain Kevlar and his team watched all this cruelly, with some members even laughing because they found it hilarious to see the little girl wet her pants.

As they watched intently, gazing at the cruelty that was about to unfold.

The tracks had already reached the little girl, squeezing her clothes and leaving her nowhere to escape. She screamed in terror for her mother.

The next moment, the tracks were about to crush the little girl's fragile body.

'Bang!'

A beautiful figure crashed into the side of the tank, causing it to lurch forward like a caught-off-prey turtle, making an unpleasant metallic bending sound as it rolled over with a thud and landed on the ground.

The dust billowed up, and within it, the outline of a delicate figure could be vaguely seen, tall, graceful, and charming.

The sudden scene left Kevlar and his team, who were on a mission, dumbfounded.

A T-29 Heavy Tank, weighing 60 tons, was instantly flipped over like a tortoise, kicking up clouds of dust.

The next moment,

Kevlar shuddered, a chill spreading through him. The AK47 he held felt like Icicle, cold to the core, and even the scorching sun couldn't warm him.

This familiar rhythm, this extremely powerful force, brought him a chilling, utterly paralyzed feeling.

They... don't seem to have offended the Ba Miu Luo Di Empire...

Kevlar felt a chill run down his spine as he thought about it, his neck stiff.

A delicate figure strolled through the sandstorm, piercing through the dust.

Diana had a radiant, healthy complexion. Her office suit, with its white shirt highlighting her grandeur, featured a skirt with a tear in the thigh, revealing her thigh skin that shone beautifully with elasticity and health in the sunlight as she walked.

She stood out from the crowd, like a secretary, her hair tied up. She stepped out from the battlefield dust as if she had traveled through time and space, walked to the little girl who was sobbing in fear that she could no longer make a sound, picked her up, and held her tenderly to comfort her.

'Slap... slap... slap... slap... slap... slap...'

A white figure walked slowly towards us from afar under the sun, as if it had come from the vast, ancient wilderness and murky wilderness into the mortal world and appeared before us.

Accompanying the white-clad figure were applause and expressions of admiration.

Diana felt a pang of pity and took the thin, bony little girl into her arms. Her white shirt was stained black with dirt. She kept soothing her with her hands, smoothing her tangled, greasy hair.

"Ba Miu Luo Di! What exactly do you want to do?!"

Once the little girl in her arms, who had escaped the ordeal, had calmed down from her sobs, Diana's face was filled with anger as she glared at Ba Di, who was clapping his hands and looking on with admiration.

Ba Di stopped clapping and glanced at Diana with an appreciative look; she looked absolutely stunning.

"Don't misunderstand, my clapping isn't to praise your current state—the allure of your uniform, the legs exposed by the ripped skirt, presenting a strong sense of beauty. Rather, it's to praise your act of saving this little girl. I can't help but admire it; it was exactly what I expected! You really are an easy person to read."

Ba Di chuckled and sighed, flicking his sleeve to send a few specks of dust flying into the air.

Without any surprise, Diana, who had endured for a long time, filled with anger towards herself and suspicion of her own scheming, finally stepped in at the last moment to save the little girl.

It's such an easy thing!

Ba Di sighed softly.

"You..."

"What! You! Just! Want! To! Do! It!?"

Diana's eyes blazed with even more fury. Her fists clenched involuntarily, her beautiful skin tensed, and she glared at Ba Di through gritted teeth, growling in a low voice.

At this moment, she really wanted to kill this Ba Miu Luo Di! After defeating her, Diana was constantly being studied in the underground research lab, with blood being drawn from time to time. She faced all kinds of high-tech tests and was almost disemboweled, with her internal organs almost being dug out for research.

Such a defeat, such an end, was utterly tragic.

If it weren't for Hippolyta's plans that made Ba Di think Diana's value lay in becoming the ruler of the Amazon and leading troops into battle, which would have been more beneficial than being a research subject, Diana would have been gutted and her liver extracted for study long ago.

To make Diana a general under his command, it was necessary to change her mindset, so Ba Di brought her to experience the hardships of life.

Ba Di glanced at Diana, whose thighs were peeking out from the cleft, revealing exceptionally healthy and beautiful skin.

This secretary outfit was Hera's masterpiece, but it was torn apart as soon as it arrived at its destination, which was quite a waste.

However, Ba Di was still quite satisfied; Diana's skin, radiating health, vitality, and elasticity, was extremely pleasing to the eye.

"Just to reiterate, don't misunderstand, this scene was not designed by me."

"But rather... this world is suffering, and this is happening every single moment."

Ba Di said.

"And I will show you this world clearly, a world that you heroes cannot save."