The entire trip takes about twenty hours. If you keep flying the plane, you will be very tired. However, you have to pass through the vast Russian territory in the middle. Most of them are deserted mountains and there is no place for planes to stop, so Muyang can only support it and prepare to drive all the way to Sweden.

A day passed, and the sun gradually turned west. Mu Yang raised his hand and looked at the time. It was already four o'clock in the afternoon. Mu Yang called out a ha-sky and looked at Xia Kejun who was sleeping on the seat. The more than ten hours of sailing had already made Xia Kejun's face look like he was about to wither.

This is not as comfortable as the 777 passenger plane. It is quiet and comfortable to see the flight attendant. It is just that the sound of the engine will make people feel uncomfortable, and two people can only rely on convenience food for meals.

Mu Yang looked down habitually, and suddenly, he vaguely saw a highway and appeared in Mu Yang's sight. Mu Yang immediately became energetic, slowly lowered his height and observed carefully, and found that it was indeed a highway. There were no trees on both sides of the highway, and they were all low weeds. Mu Yang immediately became happy.

"Kejun, wake up."

"Well, Brother Mu, are we here?" Xia Kejun opened her sleepy eyes.

"I don't know where this place is, but there is a highway where you can park your planes. We can stop here first, ask where this is, and then decide on the route." Mu Yang said.

"I'm going to land now, be careful, fasten your seat belt and grab the handrail."

Mu Yang said that the plane was slowing down and lowering its altitude. He checked that there were no vehicles near the highway. Then Mu Yang recalled the landing operation in his mind and began his first road shutdown.

After jumping twice, the plane landed smoothly. After sliding over a few hundred meters, it finally stopped. Mu Yang secretly wiped off a few beads of sweat from his forehead.

The moment they stepped onto the ground, both of them felt that the land was so friendly. Their legs were sore and their waists were numb, so they could only reply first.

Where is this place? Mu Yang had no idea for a while, but no matter what, it was almost dark now, and it should be almost the same as the position he set. It was impossible for him to fly all night. It was lucky to have a place where he could stop the plane.

The two of them replied to their physical strength on the spot. Mu Yang always paid attention to the situation on the road, hoping that there would be people passing by to ask about the situation here so as to determine their direction, but no one passed by. It seemed that the location here was a bit remote.

There was no way, and the two of them got into the cockpit of the plane and Muyang drove onto the plane. But they did not take off, but drove forward along the road and drove the plane as a car.

Finally, when we drove out about 30 kilometers, Muyang discovered traces of people, and a small town appeared in front of us.

Muyang found an open area on the roadside and parked the plane inside. Then he got off the plane with Xia Kejun, and the two of them walked towards the town.

The town is not big. There is only one main street with houses on both sides. The only rather grand building in the town should be a Catholic church.

It was evening at this time, and there were not many people on the street, only the crowds who passed by occasionally. However, everyone passing by projected curious eyes at Mu Yang and Xia Kejun, but no one came forward to talk to him.

Mu Yang stopped a passing young man and asked the other party in English, but the other party immediately defeated Mu Yang withdrew, which really couldn't understand.

Seeing Xia Kejun's curious gaze projected, Mu Yang could only shrugged helplessly.

"There is a tavern in front. We went inside to try our luck, hoping to find someone to communicate with." Mu Yang said to Xia Kejun.

The tavern is not big, and the decoration style is in the Central European style. It seems to be a bar run by locals. Mu Yang only hopes that God can favor it.

When I opened the wooden door of the bar, there were not many people inside. There were only one table of guests on seven or eight tables. The man was lying on the table and fell asleep. A bald white European man was wiping the bar in boredom. Maybe he was the boss.

"Hello, we want a drink to take a break." Mu Yang said tentatively in English.

"I'm so lucky. Two guests from the East came. I have spirits, vodka, whiskey. I also have beer, ale, barbecue and donut. I don't know what you want to order." The boss said in English.

The boss’s English pronunciation is not standard, but Mu Yang can understand it and enthusiastically introduces his tavern specialty food.

"Then let's have ale, barbecue and donut rings, and you won't have the spirits." Mu Yang and Xia Kejun found a table to sit down.

Soon, the boss brought the food Muyang and the others wanted, but the boss didn't leave. He stood aside and continued to ask, "Are you Oriental, Japanese or Chinese?"

"Chinese, the barbecue in your tavern tastes good." Mu Yang praised.

"Of course, our chefs have been specially learned."

"Let me find out what this place is, and we seem to be lost." Mu Yang asked while eating.

"This is the town of Lipiane, with Dorian in front of it, and further forward is Szechqing City. Where are you going?" The boss said in detail.

Szczecin and Muyang remembered this place name because when studying flight routes, Muyang once saw this place name. So, it should be Poland. Szczecin is a coastal city in Poland, the largest port in Poland, and directly leads to the Baltic Sea.

It seems that my route is not far away. As long as you walk further and cross the Baltic Sea, you will be Swedish territory.

This news is really good news for Mu Yang.

"How far is Szeczecin? If we take a boat in Szeczecin, can we reach Sweden?" Mu Yang asked.

"Are you going to Sweden? It's hard to say. Now that the Germans have just been defeated, the Soviets have occupied Szczechin City. The Soviets are not easy to talk to. Do you have any documents issued by the Soviet government?" asked the tavern owner.

Mu Yang frowned. He just heard Szechin. He thought he could take a boat directly, but he ignored the current national conditions of Poland. You must know that the Germans have just left and the Soviets are in power here. You must know that sometimes Mao Xiong is very unreasonable. His oriental faces may be arrested and reviewed by them.

Now I can only say that Mu Yang is lucky. The plane landed in such a small town, where the Soviets did not control it strictly. If it landed near a big city, soldiers carrying guns would probably be surrounded by Mu Yang and Xia Kejun.

Well, we still have a plane, so fly directly over. Anyway, it is not far from Sweden, and it is probably only two hours away.
Chapter completed!