Chapter 474: Go and Return

The platoon leader strode over, held Basel's hand, and said angrily: "Uncle Basel, tell me, who hurt you, was it the IS beasts, or the Kurds who forgot their motherland?! Although the Lur boys are few in number, they are all brave warriors. We will make them pay the price!"

"It was an ordinary Baghdad man..." Basel had no time to explain to the platoon leader, and struggled to sit up half of his body, "It doesn't matter who hurt me! I came to the city to find the apostle of the god of fire according to the instructions of your father, the priest Alayi!"

"What?! The apostle of the god of fire appeared in Baghdad? Did my father get the oracle?" The platoon leader repeated, with a strange expression, half shocked and half puzzled.

"Emile, your father has not been able to communicate with God for many years, so he asked the government for the two rhinos. I was on the plane back to Baghdad..." Basel briefly told the platoon leader Emile what happened on the plane and later.

"Amir, there is only one week left before the deadline given by IS. We must find this Soumin as soon as possible and find out whether he is the apostle of the God of Fire. My legs and feet are not convenient now, so I can't notify all the Lur people in Baghdad one by one. You should quickly send your men to bring the information to other Lur people who are soldiers or doing business in the city, and mobilize everyone to find him." Basel said.

"Okay, I'll do it right away. Uncle Basel, what are the characteristics of that Oriental man?" Amir immediately thought of the Orientals he met in the zoo in the afternoon, thinking that it wouldn't be such a coincidence.

"Oh, there are three of them, a middle-aged man and a young man. It is possible that Soumin, the apostle of the God of Fire... Well, by the way, on the plane, although the flames did not hurt his skin, they burned a lot of his hair, and he shaved his head!"

"Did he even shave his eyebrows!" Amir asked in astonishment.

"Yes! Ah!" Basel got up from the stretcher. The movement was so large that it involved the wound. He was sweating in pain and asked with a grin: "How did you know?!"

"I, I just met him an hour ago, in the Baghdad Zoo. But he represents China, and the mother bear of the Russian Moran Group is still protecting him closely."

"Moran Group? This is very tricky." Basel frowned.

Emile pondered for a moment, and a firm light flashed in his eyes. He said: "Since it is related to the messenger of the God of Fire, I can't care so much. It's important to find the person first!"

After speaking, he stood up and turned to walk out of the checkpoint.

His rapid but orderly command voice soon came from outside.

"Assemble! Everyone assemble!

Deputy platoon leader, immediately contact all the Lur warriors stationed in Baghdad, including the third platoon of the second company of the third regiment of the eighth infantry division, the chef squad of the logistics department of the first motorized brigade, the Lur platoon of the third mountain regiment... All Lur warriors immediately leave the battle sequence of the government army, take away all light and heavy weapons, and assemble at the east gate of the Baghdad Zoo within 30 minutes!"

Outside the checkpoint, figures flashed and military orders were sonorous.

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The director's office of the Baghdad Zoo.

Su Ming used to think that his office was the lowest among the "department-level cadres" in the country. Now he knows that there are more people who are more frustrated than others. The director's office of the Baghdad National Zoo is just a big rough house without even air conditioning. There is a big electric fan that only appears in domestic beef ramen food stalls, which is buzzing around.

Fortunately, the poorer it is, the smoother the business talks are. In less than two hours, the two sides have already agreed on the purchase.

There are 225 animals in total, which is almost half of all the animals in Baghdad Zoo. They also include giraffes, pythons, crocodiles and other large animals that Su Ming wanted before. Together, they are priced at 240,000 US dollars. The other two rhinos are priced at 20,000 US dollars each.

If they are placed on the international black market, these animals can be sold at several times the price, but no matter whether it is the identity of the leader of a state-owned zoo or his devout religious beliefs, the old man of the zoo will not sell the animals on the black market.

In Su Ming's opinion, it is too cheap, so cheap that it is outrageous. Considering the purchases from four private zoos before, this trip only cost less than 350,000 US dollars. After conversion, it is just over 2 million Chinese yuan, which is equivalent to more than one-third of the total number of animals in Yangchuan Zoo, excluding birds. Many of them are rare Middle Eastern specialty animals and large beasts in China. This deal is really a good deal.

This is not just a matter of money. In addition to going to the black market, in other countries and regions, you can't buy so many protected animals even if you have money. Su Ming's identity also determined that he could not buy it on the black market.

There is actually a historical reason for the low price. After the Americans withdrew from Iraq, there were only dozens of animals left in the Baghdad Zoo at that time. In order to show that the country was thriving, the newly formed Iraqi government ignored the carrying capacity of the Baghdad Zoo and forcibly added hundreds of new animals, making the zoo appear to be a false prosperity.

Who would have thought that after a few years, the war would break out again, and the government had no time to take care of the zoo. It had not allocated funds to the Baghdad Zoo for half a year, and the cost of raising animals and the salaries of employees could not be paid. It urgently needed money. If a large number of animals were not sold, even with government funding, the Baghdad Zoo would be difficult to sustain.

The old Arab director finally made a request that could only be bound by the conscience of both parties: If one day in the future, Iraq regains peace, I hope Su Ming can cooperate with the Baghdad Zoo to help them rebuild the zoo.

"I have to say that you are a wise old man. Just this request, the potential value in the future may exceed the hundreds of thousands of dollars." Lyudmila said to the old director of Baghdad.

"The baptism of time has brought me not only physical aging, but also some insignificant wisdom. From this young man, I see a glimmer of hope for the future." The old director smiled.

"Okay, Mr. Director, let us solve the future things in the future. Now we have to go back to the hotel. Tomorrow morning, I will let Adnan communicate with the Ministry of Tourism to transport all the animals back to the country. Miss Lyudmila, tonight I need you Moran International to provide 30 of the best mercenaries to guard the zoo to prevent accidents." Su Ming arranged.

"No problem." Lyudmila nodded, took out the phone, and called Moran International back.

At this moment, the roar of a car engine sounded outside the room, and several strong searchlights shone on the office windows.

"What's going on?!" Su Ming walked out of the door and saw that there were seven or eight military trucks parked around, and hundreds of Iraqi soldiers with live ammunition surrounded the office.

Under the glaring light, the platoon leader who had left before stood at the front of the crowd. Beside him, two soldiers carried a stretcher with a mummy lying on it.

"Oh, it's him!" The mummy roared.