Chapter 609 International Rescue

"At least we can now give innocent people a chance to escape hell."

Wakanda King T'Chaka sighed softly. This is the only thing they can fight for now.

To be honest, he felt a little guilty: the enemy needs Somalia as a front line, and so does the African Union. When the enemy comes to the door, everyone needs a buffer zone.

Abdi, who had just finished a negotiation, was quite active. After noticing this detail, he immediately said: "We are strong warriors. We know what price we need to pay."

Lille shook his head: "It's good to have this awareness. I also believe that your people have this awareness, but don't always say this, especially to a third party. If you say it for a long time, you will feel that you are born to fight."

"But we."

"As a person who has placed a lot of hope, don't fight for the sake of fighting, hate for the sake of hatred, that will make everyone's life a mess."

After Lille said that, he looked at T'Chaka: "The ship can set sail today, we need to move faster."

The final result is simple: a 21-day ceasefire, both sides open two ports as nodes of the international humanitarian aid route, implement humanitarian aid, and transport people to Europe.

However, where to receive?

You must know that Europe is a place where the refugee problem is quite serious, because there are quite a lot of marches, demonstrations and discussions caused by refugee aid policies, and many of them are very extreme, so in theory, no one wants to accept a group of refugees from the most pirate-prone areas in the world. They are all trouble.

However, in a place where no one noticed, Lille had already finalized the rescue route with the EU-

Lille was going to receive a group of refugees to Latvia, where Lille already had a loyal small group of hundreds of people, hiding in the mountains with Christopher as the center to absorb knowledge and experience.

Abdi came back to his senses from what Lille had just said, and said gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Li, I don't know how to repay you and all you have done."

"It's not you who should repay." Lille said something disappointing again, "Nationals are not your property, I am not a bank, and they are not all pure good people, you must understand this."

This group of people will perform brain-computer interface implantation surgery on refugees, using relatively coercive means to allow them to receive education and embrace a new life.

According to Lille's idea, a total of 630,000 people should be evacuated within three weeks, because the people's ideas and education level in this place are somewhat far from modern society. Even if brain-computer interfaces are used, and the solutions provided by educational experts from supporters around the world are gathered, it is estimated that only about 30% of people can successfully acquire work skills in a short period of time and integrate into modern society.

These 30% people will become the pyramid group among refugees, becoming sheriffs, engineering managers, doctors, government workers, and other elite roles that should exist in a normal society, guiding their peers to integrate into an unfamiliar environment.

As for the remaining 70%, we can only say that if role models cannot guide them, and they don’t even want to integrate into society but continue to rely on stealing and robbing, then we will legislate and deal with them in a modern society.

But no matter what, a new organization will be established - a high-identity organization comparable to the country, and not many people will still consider themselves Somalis.

Lille’s two disappointing words made Abdi stunned for a moment, and he felt like he was beaten back from a high-ranking politician to that pirate Xiao Hei.

All the sense of mission and responsibility were suppressed.

Then he found that Lille was right, and his own ideas were too strange.

Citizens left the land to a new land, and they would have their own new lives. Rationally speaking, at that time he should not have anything to do with those people. He still regarded them as citizens, or even resources.

Just thinking about it, confusion came again: they fought hard for this country, but in the end, everyone ran away and was no longer from this country, so what did he want?

What did he and his country get?

"I understand."

"You should understand." Reil paused, "They are indeed no longer Somalis - many of them will definitely not choose to return to this war-torn land.

They accept international aid and are no longer Somalis, but just like you fought bloody battles, resisted attacks, and fought for a new life for them, one day they will turn around and support you without hesitation.

Just like now, I am not a Somali, I will also provide help to you, we help each other, not for..."

"Not for power, not for the power to rule this country, and greater power." Abdi suddenly replied.

"Yes." Reel nodded, "I'm glad you understand."

This conversation shocked T'Chaka on the side.

This is not what a child under 20 years old should say!

For a moment, he felt that he saw an old man who was calmer than himself, telling his hopes for the younger generation, and these hopes all came from the regrets and lessons in his life.

T'Chaka in the royal family looked at T'Challa in front of his knees, who also heard these things, but he didn't feel much.

Because he couldn't understand that feeling yet -

After all, he was not a real ruler.

His eyes were bright, and he was ready to accept the next mission at any time according to his own teachings, as a warrior, charging into battle, fulfilling his responsibilities as a king, and protecting the people.

But this mission is to escort citizens and compatriots to become people in other places.

".You two." T'Chaka interrupted the conversation, "I hope that the Wakanda Royal Guard will escort the refugees, and my son will be in charge."

Abdi was very surprised, but Lille nodded slightly: "If he agrees, you have thought about it, I have no objection."

"I agree, I am willing to escort them-" T'Challa took the opportunity to join the meeting, "This is my responsibility, to send our compatriots away from hell. After all, we also have the responsibility to let them serve as the front line."

"Okay." Lille said after affirmation, "Let me explain the specific resettlement plan to you"

The resettlement place is Latveria.

The locals of Latvia serve as guides, and the refugees serve as labor. They will expand on a small scale in the local area, establish a European branch of Atlas, do some high-end research and production, and lay a good foundation for relations with the EU.

But everything had to be done in a low-key environment, so Lille did something not so legal here:

Latveria is a monarchy, and the supreme ruler is the Duke of Latveria. The local area is still in the state before the industrial revolution. People grow crops in the mountains, rely on hand weaving, and fertilize with natural fertilizers.

This leads to a problem: the locals may know that there are countries outside, but they have never seen them.

Even the Duke of Latveria, who may rely on agricultural taxes and head taxes to buy some light weapons, watches and other things from the outside world, or even high-end industrial products such as cars, but he is a poor guy after all, and there is no way to maintain a large number of troops, or even to maintain normal diplomacy with major powers.

This is a very closed mountainous area, caught in the cracks of the war-torn areas in Eastern Europe. Because of the closure, it is free from large-scale war disturbances, but it also lacks communication with the outside world.

The definition of the national border is quite vague.

Lille has made a rather secret unwritten agreement with some EU countries: the European branch of the Atlas Group will be established in the empty mountains of Latveria, and will be endorsed by them -

if there is a territorial dispute in the future.

In exchange, Lille will sell them medical products and clean energy technology at low prices to alleviate their own problems.

And they will accept refugees for a period of time, provide facilities and equipment, and let the people of the Atlas Group demonstrate and teach them, and teach them some procedures for using facilities and equipment.

So this is a matter of buying and selling land with a third-party organization. Of course, there are problems to pick on: How can you buy and sell land without the local supreme leader?

But if you insist, the founder of this place is still a local. If you ask them how the Grand Duke treats them, they will definitely say: I really want to kill him.

So if there is a conflict, Lille can only be regarded as an instigator at most.

This is the whole plan, from Africa to multiple countries in Europe, and finally to Latvia by land in a low-key manner.

It is not so confidential, but Lille does not think that the other party will pay attention to the direction of these refugees.

As for T'Challa, if he wants to carry forward the fine traditions of their Wakanda royal family, what reason do I have to refuse?

"This is the whole plan." Lil pointed to the map in the center of the online meeting and looked at T'Challa, "I wish you good luck and all the best, Prince."