Chapter 941: Civilization Havoc
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Andy hung up Joseph's phone, from the initial euphoria when his men had airlifted back the first batch of artifacts from Iraq, to the excitement of receiving reports of artifacts entering the warehouse every once in a while, as more and more artifacts were catalogued and displayed in front of him.
This report made Andy feel an inexplicable sense of sadness, thinking of the national treasure-level artifacts on the two photos he had seen in the catalogue a long time ago, the Sumerian statue and the ornament of the lion carved in gold and ivory attacking the Nubians, and greed once again suppressed that trace of goodness.
No matter what historical period the world is in, it is when there is peace that cultural relics can be protected.
Over the years since the US military occupied Iraq, the situation has deteriorated day by day instead of the peace and development promised by the United States.
Who cares whether Iraq's cultural relics are destroyed or not, whether theft and trafficking are rampant or not, just as then US Secretary of Defense Donald Rumsfeld said, "This is a war, and it is not someone who has made them destroy or failed to prevent them from destroying it, but destruction is a phenomenon." β
As a matter of fact, the serious destruction of world culture by Iraq in the current US military invasion and occupation of world-class cultural relics and ancient books has long attracted the attention of scholars and academic groups in many countries around the world.
However, the US government has never paid any attention to it, and even at a public press conference, the US military spokesman gave a sneering reply to the question of the destruction of cultural relics, as if there was nothing to make a fuss about the loss of some old goods and broken things in the war.
And the actual situation is that the military itself is digging up and reselling these cultural relics.
Andy, however, also saw more vicious and vicious intentions in it, the purpose of the United States in destroying Iraqi historical relics and documents is obvious, is to make the Iraqi people forget their glorious past, they are just a barbarian people living in the desert on the oil deposits, to prove the American president right, because Andy still clearly remembers that Xiaofei Shoes once said it with great arrogance and contempt.
"Our war with Iraq is a war of civilization and barbarism. β
Some people may disagree, isn't it just some historical relics and documents, how can it destroy civilization?
This point is very important, let's take the simplest example, is the Bangzi Kingdom, around the 3rd century AD, Chinese characters were introduced from the Celestial Empire to the Bangzi Peninsula, so they were used as the official script by the sticks who did not yet have a written language, and it has been used for nearly a thousand years, and there is no literati minister who proposed to create their own script. This phenomenon did not change until the appearance of a person, and the writing pattern of the Stick Peninsula changed.
Kanji is a kind of ideogram and can be said to be relatively difficult to learn, so learning kanji was monopolized in the hands of scholars and nobles, and in order to change this situation, King Sejong the Great, the fourth king of the stick, decided to invent his own script after taking office.
Nanbangzi abolished all Chinese characters in 1948, and they successfully managed to do not know Chinese characters, so they were even more unable to understand their historical documents, so when they interpreted historical documents, they only looked at a plausible one, and then there were all kinds of ridiculous interpretations.
In addition, this stick country has been bullied too miserably by the foot basin people in modern times, and the national character is a little distorted, and the inferiority complex in their bones makes them have a kind of blind arrogance of the poor getting rich.
This group of idiot historians took a look at it, and all of them began to guess and blindly make their own history, and transmitted it to their people as real history, which is also the main reason why the people of the stick country regarded it as a real history and culture, and they also went to all kinds of preemptive registration with vigor and sound, and won the reputation of a cosmic nation.
In his previous life, Andy had always taken all kinds of idiotic remarks from the country of sticks as a joke, because he knew at that time that no matter how you explain to a group of idiots who covered their ears, it was useless, so let them continue to grow crookedly, and in the end they would find that they had no history of their own at all, and it was all the stuff of the Celestial Empire...
A country's historical documents and cultural relics represent the inheritance of a civilization, after being destroyed, it is almost difficult to continue to write, and after a few decades, it will become the dust of history and dissipate and be slowly forgotten.
"Forget it, it's better to put it here with me, and preserve these precious treasures of civilization for mankind... β
Andy shook his head and sighed, feeling that he had a responsibility to protect the testimony of these brilliant civilizations in human history, after all, Iraq now and Iraq in the future will be in chaos and war.
At this moment, Andy was in a much better mood, found a lofty moral fulcrum, and was a little looking forward to what kind of surprises his group of mad dog subordinates would bring him!
"Bang!"
"Woo... I really know so much, please let me go, I am willing to give you everything ... β
"Poofβ"
Curled up on the ground, the person who was begging for mercy just now was kicked in the lower abdomen, spit out a mouthful of blood, and passed out.
"Phew!"
The interrogating strong man walked back to the table in the middle, pressed a button on the table, and said angrily, "Sir." β
"Get him to his senses, then treat him, bring someone to bring the other two friends back, I want to know who did it. β
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"By the way, don't forget to bring back the things that this friend gave us... β
"Understood, sir!"
That night, five military Humvees cleared the road and a van drove out of the garrison and into the brightly lit city of Basra.
The night in Basra is no different from the night in other cities in the world, except for the checkpoints in the streets, the military and police at ten paces, the bullet holes in the walls, the armored vehicles with heavy machine guns, and the intermittent power supply...
And that's it, the convoy of the Freedom Eagle drove through one checkpoint after another, ignoring the numerous checkpoints at all, and no one went to find anyone uncomfortable to say goodbye to this group of war jackals, not to mention the Iraqi military police, it was the regular army of the US army, and this group of people also dared to confiscate their weapons, which was the head of the Blackwater Company.
"Bang!"
A group of strong men wearing bulletproof vests, almost armed to the teeth, armed with guns, and making tactical moves, rushed into the house as fast as possible to control everyone in the house.
"Ahh
The middle-aged Iraqi man who was subdued to the ground raised his face in pain as he grabbed his hair, and he couldn't open his eyes under the dazzling flashlight.
"Couse***?"
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Soon, the group of GIs who rushed into the house escorted the Iraqi named Qusai away quickly, stuffed the man into the car, and drove away.
Click-
"This... This is my basement, stuff, stuff is all here, please spare me... β
"Open it and take a look!"
"Yes, sir!"
A big black man in a vest and showing off his bulging muscles, pressed down the muzzle of the gun, found a crowbar from the side, stepped on the wooden box with his big feet in military boots, and opened the cover above the wooden box with a crowbar.
The officer in the lead, when he stepped forward and saw a few white stones in the big wooden box in a large pile of straw and newspaper bedding, frowned and looked back at the middle-aged man who had been covered in injuries and was still trembling, and asked in a cold voice, "What is this?"
"Well... Statue of King Timena... β
The officer was a little confused, he knew a fart king, but it didn't look like a statue and more like a pile of rubble.
"This is what it looks like after being cut, because it is more than one meter high, it can't be taken out of the country completely, it can only be cut into pieces, taken out piece by piece, and then repaired abroad, it can still be sold for a good price... β
"How did it come about, how old is it?"
"The stolen National Museum of Iraq is 4,400 years old, a testimony to the civilization of the two river basins in Iraq... β
The audience couldn't help but be speechless for a while, and when they looked at this person's gaze, they had become cold, this is a typical national scum! Such a brilliant treasure of civilization was actually cut into pieces, Nima, cough cough, okay, everyone is not much better...
"Reseal it, load it! Everyone be careful, don't be too rude, if you break it, I won't spare you!"
βyessir!β