Chapter 480 of the main text volume Marines

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Ministry of Foreign Affairs, Government of Iraq, Baghdad.

The civil officials of the Huaxia Embassy and Zhao Yun were arguing fiercely with the Iraqi Foreign Ministry.

"Mr. Deputy Minister, if the entrepreneurs of Yangchuan City can be killed in the capital of Iraq this time, the news spreads, and no capital in the world will dare to come to Iraq!" Zhao Yun banged heavily on the table.

"Mr. Zhao, please calm down, there is no news of Mr. Su's murder so far." The Deputy Minister of Foreign Affairs of Iraq said.

The civil official of the Huaxia Embassy raised his eyes and said in a calm tone: "If you wait for the news to come, I'm afraid it will be too late." Mr. Deputy Minister, the Ambassador has already reported the kidnapping of our citizens to our senior level, and the reason why I am interfering with you, rather than the Ambassador directly approaching the President or the Minister of Foreign Affairs, is to minimize the impact. ”

"Thank you for your kindness." The second chief nodded.

"We hope that this gratitude can be translated into action, and it must be put into action." The civilian official said: "Huaxia insists on not interfering in the internal affairs of other countries, and the incident happened on the territory of Iraq, so we did not issue an order to the Huaxia soldiers of the peacekeeping force to solve the problem by force." ”

The second chief is in a hurry, the Russians have come to him this morning, the polar bear's attitude is not so mild, although the attitude of the Chinese government seems to be 'mild', but in the battlefield of other business negotiations, it has used this kidnapping case to swallow a large piece of fat.

"Your country may rest assured that Mr. President has also been informed of this, and we have sent a battalion stationed in the nearest part of the Zagros Mountains towards the settlement of the Luhrs." The deputy minister smiled with confidence: "Please believe that the people of Luhr support the government, and this matter should be resolved peacefully." ”

"I hope so." The civil official and Zhao Yun glanced at each other, and stood up at the same time: "Then we take our leave, I hope we can see Mr. Su and Miss Lyudmila standing here safely." Oh, and we've come to an agreement with the Russian Moran International side that 'as far as possible' means within 72 hours. ”

The deputy minister's cheek twitched, a weak country has no diplomacy, this phrase is common in any era, and the other party's words do not conform to diplomatic rhetoric at all, it is simply an order to the Iraqi government.

Those hateful Luhr people, who have supported the government in the past few years, add up to less than three companies, but they have caused such a big diplomatic trouble for the government, what are they going to do!

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"Damn, why are you Yankees here?"

Moran International's mercenary captain glared at the five U.S. Marines in front of him.

Soon after entering the Zagros Mountains, Moran International's mercenaries were in the jungle and encountered this group of American GIs who retreated from the mountains.

However, these five American GIs seemed to have experienced a tragic battle before they encountered Moran International, two of them had blood on their chests and abdomen, and one of them injured their legs, and they all relied on their comrades to support each other to get here.

"****, it's not that group of reporters like flies!" The leader of the Marine Corps spat viciously on the ground, "****, two reporters from National Geographic magazine secretly entered the IS country and were kidnapped!" The other side offered a ransom of $100 million to the government, and we were ordered to come to the rescue, but as soon as we entered Zagros, we were ambushed by IS! ”

“is？” Moran's leader was slightly stunned, "When did IS's sphere of influence cover the Zagros Mountains?" This should be the traditional territory of the Luhr people? ”

"How the do I know! The stupid pigs of the Pentagon Intelligence Department, since World War II, have killed more of their own people than they were killed by Hitler and **** because of the wrong information they provided! The rescue failed, and we had to go back to Baghdad. The Marine Corps leader swore and cursed, holding his wounded comrade, and staggered out.

"IS has occupied this mountainous area......" The captain of Moran International frowned as he looked at the jungle in the distance. They are here to save people, and they don't want to really clash with the Iraqis, and the Luhr people are under the government army no matter what they say, and it makes sense to say that if there is IS ahead......

"Hey, man, no matter what you want to do, you'd better dispel the idea, there is at least one regiment ahead, maybe more IS militants are blocking the way into the mountains!" The Marine Corps leader looked back and kindly reminded him.

"Oh shit, a regiment of is!" When Moran's captain heard this, he completely dispelled the idea of saving people, and the twelve mercenaries broke through the blockade of a regiment and went deep into the mountains, which was not to save people, but to send them to death.

"Lyudmila, may God bless you!" The captain sighed in his heart, the mercenary was very open to life and death, since there was no way to rescue, there was no need to force it, turned around and waved his hand, and led his soldiers to catch up with the five American soldiers.

"Hey, man, our car is parked at the bottom of the mountain, there are medicines and wine in the car, let's go back together and give you a ride."

"There's wine...... I think I'll survive......" One of the wounded soldiers looked up with difficulty and smiled at the captain.

"It's like a man! Hold on, brother! Captain Moran patted the wounded soldier on the shoulder.

The small forces of the two countries joined forces, withdrew from the mountains, and drove back to Baghdad.

Halfway through, I saw a large number of regular Iraqi troops following the main road, in the opposite direction of them, in the direction of Mount Zagros.

"Could it be that the Iraqi government sent troops to save people?" Moran and the American GIs thought at the same time.

Moran's mercenaries thought that this group of soldiers had gone to save Lyudmila and Su Ming; American GIs thought they had rescued two journalists from their country.

In a cave in the Zagros Mountains, a white man with his hands tied behind his back and a large blindfold over his eyes whispered, "Miss Nicky, I'm sorry that because of my stubbornness, you have also suffered misfortune. ”

Across from him was Nicky, the black female editor of National Geographic, who was also dressed up and tied up like a dumpling.

Outside the cave, several IS militants are patrolling back and forth.

After being kidnapped, Nicki felt the benefits of 'racism' for the first time in her life: the Islamic terrorists thought that black women were dirty and like animals, so they didn't violently assault her, and they didn't even put her in an underground cage like they did with those 'sex slaves', but held her hostage in a cave.

"Tom, I can't blame you, it's all because I want to get rid of the boring job of a secretary and want to become a journalist...... God willing, the American ** team will save us out, I firmly believe it! Nicki said with a hard fight. (To be continued.) )