Super Zoo-Chapter 480 - 475 Lure People’s Territory

Several military vehicles streamed out one after another, and Zhao Yun and Nangong Huang immediately contacted the local government and the Huaxia Embassy through the zoo’s phone.

Before long, two armed off-road vehicles of the same model as the one Ludmila was driving roared into view.

The difference was that both vehicles had their roof panels removed, revealing the fierce heavy machine guns on top, and they were filled with Moran mercenaries with their faces camouflaged and fully armed.

"What’s going on—where’s Ludmila?" a burly mercenary jumped down from the vehicle.

As Zhao Yun was about to explain, a red sedan bearing the Huaxia national flag wobbled into the zoo. A middle-aged civil servant with glasses got out of the car, introduced himself with Embassy credentials, and then listened to Zhao Yun recount the whole incident, together with Moran’s mercenaries.

Zhao Yun was eloquent, and he quickly made the causes and consequences crystal clear.

"The damn Iraqi soldiers!" exploded a Moran mercenary. "We come here to help them fight IS and the Kurds, and they dare to kidnap Ludmila!"

"This was not the work of the Iraqi Government Army, but the Lure tribe," the embassy official said soberly. "I hope all parties can maintain calm for the time being. I will immediately go back and consult with the Ambassador Comrade."

"The Lure tribe? Oh no, no, no, I don’t know any Lure tribe! This must be the work of IS, it can only be IS! Chekhov, call headquarters and tell those guys they’ve finally got an excuse to send more people to Iraq and expand our operations. Oh, and I think the President will be happy to hear this news—Russian bombers have been hungry… thirsty for too long!"

With that, the mercenary leader jumped onto the armed off-road vehicle, waved his hand, and roared, "The rest of you, follow me! We can’t let the Iraqis kidnap a Russian woman in front of a bunch of Russian men, whether it’s the damn Lure or IS! Plus, that girl is our boss!"

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Moran’s mercenaries raised their guns and shouted wildly. The armed off-road vehicles came and went in a hurry, thundering out of the zoo.

"You two comrades come back with us," said the civil servant as he adjusted his glasses, with a knowing smile, "You can rest assured, we may not be as ostentatious as these Russian mercenaries, but when it comes to the safety of our citizens, the Ambassador will take it seriously. Fortunately, our government has been negotiating with the Iraqi Government recently about the equity distribution of two oil wells."

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"Alright," Zhao Yun got into the car of the Huaxia Embassy official, "I’d like to make a few calls back to the province and the capital—I hope to use your secure line."

"And what about me?" asked Adnan, who had narrowly escaped, as he caught up and leaned against the car window.

"Do what you ought to do, and if my brother-in-law comes back and finds that these animals haven’t successfully boarded the transport plane to Huaxia, you’re dead!" Nangong Huang threatened fiercely as he hugged the koala.

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Eight military vehicles left Baghdad and headed north. After a few hours, the road became bumpy, as if they had entered a mountainous area.

"We must have entered the northern Zagros Mountains; this is the ancestral homeland of the Lure People. To the west of the mountains is IS Country territory, and to the north, Kurd land," Ludmila said, holding onto a handle in the vehicle to prevent herself from being thrown out, while frowning and asking Suming, "Who exactly are you, and why did they kidnap you?"

"They believe I’m an apostle of their worshiped Fire God—oh, right, the savior who slept at the bottom of the lake for three thousand years," Suming shrugged.

"What? A Divine Envoy? A savior? You?" Ludmila thought she must have heard wrong—all this for such a ridiculous reason?

"Do I not look the part?" Suming touched his bald head, trying his best to look like a charlatan.

"Then I’m Saint Mary!" Ludmila made an indecently angry gesture at Suming, flipping him the bird.

"Heh, I don’t think so either," Suming said.

Despite the bumpy ride, by midnight, waves of sleepiness hit Suming, while Ludmila, a female mercenary accustomed to staying up all night, remained alert both mentally and physically, diligently acting as a bodyguard and keeping a vigilant eye on a platoon of fully armed soldiers inside the carriage.

At first, Suming felt a little embarrassed and just dozed off leaning on Ludmila’s shoulder but eventually became so exhausted that he simply lay down on her thigh and fell asleep.

"He can actually sleep in this situation? Doesn’t he know it’s dangerous? Damn it, why does he drool in his sleep!" Ludmila was speechless and had to hold Suming with one hand to prevent him from being thrown out of the military truck due to the bumps.

If a client wasn’t killed by the enemy but died after being thrown out of the vehicle, Ludmila could almost end her career as a mercenary.

So, when the first rays of dawn crept into the carriage, and Suming opened his eyes, he saw Ludmila’s furious face.

"Sssss..." Suming slurped back the drool that was about to spill, touched his mouth, looked at the large damp patch on Ludmila’s camouflage pants, and chuckled, "Sorry, sorry, it’s a bad habit of mine. When we get back, I’ll get you a new pair of pants... No, a whole new set, with underwear and outerwear, all designer brands!"

"You can talk about returning later, and don’t say I didn’t warn you. Any tribe with faith has extremely harsh punishments for those who impersonate gods, and killing is the mildest method," Ludmila said.

"Will you protect me?!" Suming deliberately moved closer and asked with a cheeky grin.

"I will fulfil the duties and obligations of a mercenary, but do you think that will help?" Ludmila nudged her chin towards the platoon of fully armed soldiers in the carriage and whispered, "You better think of a solution quickly."

As they were speaking, the military vehicle stopped, and Amir and Basel appeared outside, "Mr. Su, we’re here. Please get off. I’ll take you to meet my father, Priest Alayi."

Suming and Ludmila jumped out of the vehicle.

They were at a hollow surrounded by mountains on three sides. Standing on the hillside, they looked down at a fairly large human village or perhaps a town, dotted with many wooden houses, large enough for several thousand people to live in. Under the rising sun, plumes of smoke rose from the rooftops of the village.

Guided by the soldiers, Suming and Ludmila walked into the tribe where the Lure People had lived for generations. Along the way, the lifestyle of the Lure People seemed not as primitive as that of some African tribes, resembling some of the more remote mountain villages in Huaxia, where they could see some obsolete modern equipment.

But guns were the most common sight. Almost every adult male in the tribe carried a rifle on his back.

"Please come in, the High Priest is waiting for you inside," Basel and Amir halted in front of a round-roofed wooden house at the very center of the tribe.

Suming was about to walk in with Ludmila, but Amir stopped Ludmila, saying expressionlessly, "Only he can go in."

"No way, it’s my responsibility to protect him, and I can also serve as a translator," Ludmila said.

"My father is a very learned man and doesn’t need a translator. Also, this is Lure territory. If my father wanted to harm him, you wouldn’t be able to do anything," Amir said.

Ludmila’s face darkened, and she was on the verge of losing her temper.

"All right, Amir, you don’t have to worry about my safety. On Lure territory, an outsider woman can’t harm the Lure High Priest either." A somewhat aged, yet still gentle voice came from inside the room, "Let both guests come in."