Chapter 096, please call me a prophet
As expected, Simon was trying to force them to negotiate, so Badr quickly confirmed the location and time of the negotiation.
"General Simon has set the time for tomorrow in the small town of Maha on the border between Dikar and Basra provinces." Badr pointed to the map.
"Alright, inform Vivian and let Governor Chiram and Vice-Governor Assad come with me." Canglong said calmly.
Badr was a little worried: "Is there no other order?" ”
"By the way, you also have to attend tomorrow's negotiations, after all, you were also a member of the Republican Guard before, and you are the commander of the Prophet Army." Canglong said calmly.
Badr didn't have much objection, nodded and said, "But you don't have other deployments militarily?" After all, we don't have many people on the border, your security problem. ”
"Sincerity." Canglong said with a smile, "In order to show my sincerity, not only can we not make any moves in the military, but we must also evacuate the army, which I have already instructed Lao Hei." ”
Canglong's words made Badr a little surprised, he always felt that Canglong would not negotiate so easily, but there were more reasons for him to negotiate, so Badr thought that Canglong must have softened this time, and the worries in his heart were dispelled.
The next day, after explaining everything to the dragon, he went to the border area with the military and administrative chief of Basra, just as the dragon had fulfilled his promise, and the prophetic army had all retreated at the border, and even Vivien did not suspect it.
The Baath Party also stopped shelling Basra, and they seemed to have noticed the retreat of the Prophet's army, so they also stopped all military activities, and the garrison in Dikar province also withdrew dozens of kilometers, and the town of Maha where the negotiations took place was also within the boundaries of Basra.
Canglong didn't bring many people, except for the symbolic guards, their people were simply pitiful, plus Su Su, there were only a dozen people and five cars.
He understands very well that it is useless to bring more people over, and there is no need to play the game of black and black in the negotiations, after all, the army of the Baath Party is more than ten kilometers away, and there is still artillery, and it will definitely not be able to run away if you play this set, and there is the possibility of becoming cannon fodder.
The town of Maha is not prosperous on the border, nor is it poor, in fact, the whole of Basra is not poor now, from the introduction of foreign capital to the development of oil, Basra has formed a complete system, without oil they will not starve to death, with oil they can be more prosperous.
Since the Baath attack, Vivien has ordered the citizens of the border to move to Basra, and militarily Badr has not had a greater conflict with the Baathists, almost cowering, and retreating a lot, which makes the citizens of Basra generally dissatisfied, after all, the whole city is in a state of counteroffensive spirit, and they are very dissatisfied with the inaction of the Prophet Army.
But the Prophet did not speak, and the mission was helpless, in fact, the last thing to want to fight was probably the foreigners in Basra, who had an investment in Basra, which was equivalent to being tied here, and the reason why Vivien sued for peace was also because the foreigners in Basra were putting pressure on her.
Of course she can not care, but the war requires a lot of costs, for example, economic construction will inevitably stagnate, and everything they do will stop because of the war, so she doesn't want to fight.
Maha Town has been completely controlled by the Baath Party army, when Canglong and their convoy entered Maha Town, they saw Baath Party troops in different uniforms, from them, Canglong felt a bit of banditry, maybe it was a guerrilla war fought too much.
"It's estimated that there are about three hundred people." Su Su reported, "The equipment is not bad, it seems that they want to demonstrate to us." ”
"This shouldn't be the elite." Canglong shook his head, "Simon, who was born in the regular army, can't prevent his subordinates from unifying their uniforms. ”
"This is also the sincerity of General Simon." At this moment, Badr suddenly said, "These troops belong to the guerrillas of the Mahdi Army, that is, Sadr's people, although Sadr has allied with the Baath Party, but Sadr still has independent command, after all, he has great influence among the Shiites in the north." ”
Canglong heard what he meant, and using Sadr's men to protect this negotiation was obviously Simon's sincerity, if he wanted, of course, he could use his most elite troops, after all, Sadr was only an ally.
"Sheikh Assad, how much do you know about al-Sadr?" Canglong suddenly looked at the vice governor who had been squinting, in terms of seniority, he was his father-in-law, but Canglong had never admitted it.
"He is also very influential among the Basra Shiites, and since the invasion of Iraq by the US-British coalition, al-Sadr was the first to stand up against the Americans." Assad said.
"Governor Chilam, what do you think of the Baath Party?" Canglong asked meaningfully.
Chiram is a little nervous, the Baath Party is mostly Sunni, Saddam's Iraq, that is, Sunnis are ruling Shia, in fact, most Arab countries in the Middle East are Sunnis ruling Shia, and the only country ruled by Shiites is Iran.
Chiram knew that the prophet Canglong was disgusted by the dispute between Shiites and Sunnis, so the question had to be deliberate, but he only had a few seconds for him to think about it.
"The remnants of the Baath Party are the key targets of the US military and the new government, so in the more than ten years of American rule, the Baath Party was almost annihilated, but the Baath Party has a huge influence among the Sunnis, and in Iraq, the Sunnis are in the majority, so," Chiram said halfway and immediately shut up.
"Has this al-Sadr been pushed to the point where he will actually get involved with the Baath Party, or has Simon given him enough benefits?" Canglong asked.
A few people, you look at me, I look at you, but no one answers, and then their convoy, guided by Baath Party troops, came to a building, which was heavily armed and patrolled everywhere.
Canglong and his party got out of the car and walked into this halal building under the guidance of several soldiers, and it was already crowded with people, each of them was discussing something, after Canglong and his party came in, they all stopped discussing, and looked up and down at the leading Canglong, many people's eyes were not good, Canglong even saw that someone had a gun in his hand.
But Canglong didn't care at all, after Badr and two of them said something, one of the middle-aged men in a white chieftain's uniform looked at Canglong with a gloomy gaze, and Canglong also looked at him unexpectedly, and the eyes of the two touched together, and after a few seconds, they each took it back.
Badr then told Canglong that the person opposite him was Simon, and the man in the suit next to Simon was Sadr, the actual leader of the Mahdi Army.
"It's not a straw bale." Canglong quickly came to a conclusion, Simon invited Canglong to sit, and when he introduced, Badr did not use the name of the prophet, because he was worried that before the negotiation, the atmosphere would be tense because of the word "prophet", and after the two sides got to know each other, the negotiation began.
Simon first said: "I am very happy that Mr. Cang can come to negotiate this time, and we also hope to become allies with Mr. Cang, the rise of Iraq, everyone who needs to fight on this land." ”
After Simon finished speaking, everyone cheered, and they all shouted that they wanted to drive the Americans out and build a strong Iraq, but these words were different in the ears of Canglong, which meant that Simon knew where Canglong came from and who was behind Canglong, but he didn't care about these, as long as Canglong formed an alliance with him and provided him with what he wanted, Simon didn't care what Canglong was doing in Basra.
"Your career is not mine." But at this moment, Canglong suddenly said, and it was in pure Arabic, and everyone who listened was dumbfounded.
When everyone reacted, they suddenly glared angrily one by one, and some people even took out guns and pointed at Canglong, as if they were going to collapse him, but Canglong didn't care at all, just drank coffee with a comfortable face, so that Badr and Chiram were frightened.
And the moment Canglong said this, Simon's gaze became cold, and when he touched it, it was as cold as falling into an ice cellar, the famous general was obviously very angry, and the leader of the Mahdi Army beside him, Sadr, did not look good.
"What does Mr. Cang mean by this?" Sadr suddenly said, "Aren't you here to negotiate this time?" ”
"Call me a prophet!" Canglong glanced at everyone coldly, "If you don't want to admit it, then this negotiation is over, thank you for your coffee, this is the best I have ever drunk in Iraq." ”
"Kill him, he blasphes Allah, blasphemy the prophet, must kill him." At this moment, a voice came from behind Simon, this person pointed a gun at Canglong, excitedly wanting to tear Canglong alive, this is the envoy sent by Simon to Basra.
But Canglong didn't pay attention to him, just stood up calmly, looking like he was leaving, but the people around him were red as if they were going to tear Canglong alive, but Simon and Sadr calmed down at this time, the two looked at each other, knowing that Canglong was not easy to deal with, and then ordered his subordinates to put down their guns.
"The prophet is the saint of the *** religion, if you want me to call you the prophet, you are making me betray the *** religion, betray Allah, if it were not for the supporters behind you, maybe you would have been torn apart." Simon said calmly, "I'm giving you a chance now, whether to sit down and negotiate, or let me kill you, you choose." ”
"Are you threatening me?" Canglong said with a smile, "It's a pity that I'm not threatened by anyone, I have killed no fewer people than you in my life, you want to fight with me, and I will accompany you to the end." ”
Simon looked at Canglong, and suddenly found that he underestimated this Chinese, he couldn't see any fear from Canglong, but more confidence, in this environment, people who can have this mentality are definitely not idiots, and definitely not stupid, but strong.
"What do you want?" Simon asked suddenly.
"With these irritable flies here, my ears are very uncomfortable, and if the general really wants to negotiate with me, he should invite them out first." Canglong sat down again, picked up the coffee he had put down, and tasted it carefully.
The people around him suddenly scolded manically, but Simon suppressed him, and cleaned out all the people who shouldn't be there, and the whole room was finally quieter.
"Sir, are you satisfied?" Simon said calmly.
"General, kill him, kill him and we will enter Basra, he is a heretic, a bewitching heretic, with him we cannot accomplish great things." Suddenly, the envoy behind Simon spoke again.
Simon frowned, and Canglong said with a smile: "The flies haven't been driven away yet, how can we negotiate?" ”
The envoy's face was pale, and he wanted to swallow Canglong alive, and he was about to say something, Simon said coldly: "Get out!" ”