The entire journey would take about twenty hours, and even if he drove the plane non-stop, it would be extremely exhausting. However, in the middle of the journey, he had to cross the vast Russian territory, where most of the land was uninhabited mountains with no place for planes to land, so Mu Yang could only persevere and prepare to drive all the way to Sweden.

  A day had passed, the sun was slowly setting in the west, Mu Yang raised his hand to look at the time, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon. Mu Yang let out a yawn and looked at Xia Kejun who was leaning against the seat and sleeping, more than ten hours of flight had made Xia Kejun's delicate face look like it was about to wither away.

  This is not as comfortable and quiet as a Boeing 777, the flight attendants are also worth looking at. The engine noise alone can make people feel uncomfortable, and two people eating together can only rely on convenience foods.

  Mo Yang habitually glanced down and suddenly saw the shadow of a road appearing in his line of sight. Mo Yang immediately became spirited, slowly lowering his altitude to observe carefully, and found that it was indeed a road. There were no trees on either side of the road, only low wild grasses, and Mo Yang immediately became excited.

  "Come on, wake up."

  "Hmm, Brother Muo, have we arrived?" Xia Kejun opened her sleepy eyes.

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

  "I'm landing now, pay attention, fasten your seatbelt and hold on tight."

  Mu Yang said, the plane had already slowed down and descended to a lower altitude, checking that there were no vehicles on the highway nearby. Then Mu Yang went through the landing operation process in his mind again, starting his first highway stop.

  The plane bounced twice before landing smoothly, and after sliding for several hundred meters, it finally came to a stop. Mu Yang secretly wiped away the beads of sweat on his forehead.

  As soon as the two of them stepped onto the ground, they both felt that the land was so intimate. Their legs were sore and their waists were numb, so they could only recover for a while first.

  Where is this place, anyway? Muyang was also at a loss for the moment, but in any case, it's almost dark now, and from his own set direction, he should be about there. He can't fly all night, and having a place to land is lucky.

  The two of them rested for a while to recover their strength. Muyang continued to pay attention to the road conditions, hoping that there would be passersby whom he could ask about the situation here and confirm his direction. However, no one passed by, apparently this place was quite remote.

  Having no other choice, the two of them made their way into the cockpit of the plane. Mu Yang started the engine but instead of taking off, he drove it forward along the highway, treating the plane like a car.

  At last, after driving out for about 30 kilometers, Muyang discovered human traces, and a small town appeared in front of him.

  Muyang found a deserted area by the side of the road, stopped the plane inside, and then he and Xiaokejun got off the plane. The two walked towards that small town.

  The town is not big, with only one main street and residential buildings on both sides. The only building that can be considered stylish in the town should be a Catholic church.

  It was already late afternoon, and there weren't many people on the street. Only occasionally would a group of people hurry by, but every single person who passed by cast curious glances at Mu Yang and Xia Kejun, yet no one came forward to strike up a conversation.

  Mu Yang stopped a young passerby and asked him questions in English, but the other party's foreign language immediately made Mu Yang retreat, really couldn't understand.

  Seeing Xia Kejun casting curious glances at him, Mu Yang could only helplessly shrug his shoulders.

  "There's a tavern up ahead, let's go inside and try our luck, maybe we can find someone to communicate with." Murong said to Xia Kejun.

  The bar wasn't big, decorated in Central European style, it seemed to be a local's bar, Muyang only hoped that heaven would bless him.

  Pushing open the wooden door of the bar, there weren't many people inside. On seven or eight tables, only one had a customer, and that person was even sleeping with their head on the table. A bald European man was listlessly wiping down the counter, probably the boss.

  "Hello, we'd like a cup of wine and take a rest." Murong said tentatively in English.

  "What a luck, two guests from the East have arrived. I have strong liquor here, vodka and whiskey. Also beer, malt beer, roasted meat and sweet buns, don't know what you want." The boss said in English.

  The boss's English pronunciation was not standard, but Muyang could still understand it. He enthusiastically introduced the specialty foods of his wine house.

  "Then let's have beer, roasted meat and sweet wheat rings, no strong liquor." Muyang and Xiaokejun found a table near the window and sat down.

  The boss soon brought the food they wanted, but he didn't leave and stood aside to continue asking, "Are you Easterners, Japanese or Chinese?"

  "Chinese people, your barbecue in the wine house is quite good." Murong flattered.

  "Of course, our chef has gone out of his way to learn it."

  "Excuse me, could you tell us what place this is? We seem to have gotten lost." Murong Yang asked while eating.

  "This is Ripiane town, in front of it is Dori, and further ahead is Szczecin city, where are you going?" The boss said very detailed.

  Szczecin, Moyang remembered this place name because when studying flight routes, Moyang had seen this place name before. So, it should be Poland. And Szczecin is a coastal city in Poland, the largest port in Poland, directly connected to the Baltic Sea.

  It seems that our route has deviated from the original one by not too far. As long as we continue to move forward, after crossing the Baltic Sea, it will be Swedish territory.

  This news is really good news for Muyang.

  "How much further is Szczecin from here? If we take a boat in Szczecin, can we get to Sweden?" asked Mu Yang.

  "Are you going to Sweden? That's hard to say, now that the Germans have just been defeated and the Soviets have occupied Szczecin. The Soviets aren't easy to talk to, do you have a pass issued by the Soviet government?" asked the innkeeper.

  Mu Yang furrowed his brow, he had just heard that Szczecin was under Soviet control, and thought he could take a boat directly across, but he had overlooked the current situation in Poland. To be sure, the Germans had just left, and the Soviets were now in power here. It was well-known that sometimes the Soviets could be quite unreasonable, and as an Oriental face, he might very likely be detained for questioning.

  It can only be said that Moyang's luck is not bad, the plane landed in such a small town, where the Soviet Union's control is not strict. If it had landed near a big city, I'm afraid there would have been soldiers with guns surrounding Moyang and Xiaokejun by now.

  Alright, we still have a plane, let's just fly over, anyway the distance from here to Sweden is not far, probably just a two-hour journey.

  First eat dinner, boss's roasted meat is indeed delicious.