I Created an Ancient Salvation Organization

Chapter 26



Chapter 25 Yellow Cake Trading

Assyria, Lula town.

The three sealed vans had deep rut marks, and passed by Kevin, who was carrying a doctor’s box and had many wrinkles on his face.

He raised his head and frowned suspiciously. Although the appearance of the departing truck was dirty, the sound of the engine was clearly new.

How can people in the small town of Lula possibly afford a new car?

Passing the corner, Kevin saw that some people were in the break, discussing the things that had fallen from the sky before. They could clearly see it during the day, and many people thought it was a missile at that time.

“Not long after the thing fell, I saw the Mi Army helicopter go over there. I don’t know what it is?”

At this time, people noticed Kevin and greeted him.

“Hi, Kevin!”

Here, Kevin is special. Because he is American and also the only local doctor.

After responding to the people with a smile, Kevin came to the door of his small clinic.

The clinic is located on the first floor of a three-storey building, and the upper two floors have collapsed. This was caused by a homemade artillery shell during the war a few years ago.

Pushing open the door, it is low, narrow, and full of various items.

Sitting at the counter was Chelsea, a young red-haired woman who had volunteered to stay in Britain as a clerk and nurse.

“Kevin, how is the patient?” Chelsea asked.

Kevin was helpless: “I can only try my best to keep him from getting worse. Although the situation has basically stabilized, there is still a lack of medicines.”

“Where’s Harry?”

“To treat patients in there.”

Pushing open the door inside, a thin man was auscultating.

Kevin’s assistant, Harry, mixed with Misu, originally lived in Halab, the largest city in the north of Assyria, and later fled south due to the war, and has been here since the clinic opened.

After giving the patient a diagnosis and letting him go back, Harry asked, “What’s going on outside? There was a commotion before.”

Kevin put down the clinic box and shook his head: “Something fell from the sky. At first everyone thought it was a missile attack, and they were all panicked. But then an Mi Army helicopter passed by, so I guess it should be a satellite wreckage.”

“So coincidental?” Harry frowned suddenly.

“What’s wrong?” Kevin was a little puzzled.

“It’s nothing, by the way, Kevin, I heard that you used to be Maroon (US Marine Corps)?” Harry asked curiously: “Then why did you come here to open a clinic?”

Kevin’s weathered face was a little stiff. He sat on the chair, was silent for a moment, and smiled at himself: “Atonement.”

Harry shrugged, but with their relationship, there was nothing to ask: “Sorry, but can you talk about it?”

“It’s just an old-fashioned story.” Kevin took out the cigarette case, and when he saw it, it was empty.

Throwing the empty cigarette case on the table, he took a deep breath, with memories in his eyes: “I once joined the army with great enthusiasm and became a military doctor in the Marine Corps.”

“I used to be extremely confident that I would fight for justice, bring freedom, good institutions, and universal values ​​to the people of the rest of the world.”

“I honestly thought I was going to make the world a better place, not a worse place.”

“It wasn’t until I was ordered to come to this land that I discovered that we didn’t bring freedom and democracy, enlightenment and wealth, we…”

“Just brought endless fire, just brought displacement, just brought despair, fear and hatred.”

The diagnostic room was silent.

Harry stared at him blankly.

Kevin smiled again, with a bitter smile:

“My faith was shattered and I chose to return to China. However, a car accident took away my child, and my wife also left me because of the pain.”

“Harry, you know what? That’s the punishment for sin.”

Taking a deep breath, Kevin leaned back on the chair weakly: “So, I came here, hoping to pay for my sins with the rest of my life.”

Harry wanted to comfort him, but he didn’t know how to say it.

Chelsea pushed open the door and looked at the two of them: “Come out to eat.”

Feeling that the atmosphere was a little weird, she asked suspiciously, “What’s wrong?”

Kevin shook his head: “It’s okay.”

Then got up and greeted: “Come on, Harry, let’s eat.”

New vans, purposely soiled, drive on rough dirt roads.

In the sealed compartment, many iron buckets are stacked neatly, and each bucket has a yellow and black radiation sign.

A thing full of black scales is hidden in the corner, greedily absorbing the escaping trace radiation.

The van drove to a remote corner of the town full of ruins.

Where were a dozen or so hooded and masked men with ak rifles waiting.

The three cars stopped, and a dozen masked men with guns got off the first two cars.

The breeze picked up the dust.

The men on both sides were bearded men, approached, and the leader of the waiters asked directly, “Have you brought anything?”

“Of course. Where’s the money?” The other party asked sternly.

The leader of the waiters gestured with his eyes, and someone immediately took a small box and opened it, which contained several yellowed documents.

“As promised, this is a bearer bond of 50 million yuan. I want to inspect the goods.” After letting the other party read it, Pata closed the box, and the leader of the waiters said.

In various blockbusters, the two sides trade secretly, always calling a lot of people, armed with various weapons, as if they are afraid that others will not know that there is a problem here.

In reality, secret transactions are really low-key.

The team escorting the yellow cake entered Lula in the name of transporting materials for the reconstruction of the town, and for this reason, the car was specially soiled so as not to attract attention.

In the desert not far away, several special soldiers of the Mi Army were lying on their stomachs, covering themselves with camouflage cloth, and observing the two sides of the transaction with telescopes with anti-reflection treatment.

“What a bum, you dare to sell 50 million for such a small amount of yellow cake. Guys, this is a big order. We will broadcast the whole process to the superiors, and do it cleanly!” The team leader whispered.

“clear!”

Seeing that the other party had gone to the last car and was ready to inspect the goods, the captain quickly said:

“The operation begins! The helicopter will plough it first, and the ground personnel will follow up! Don’t be afraid to blow up the yellow cake. The radiation of that thing is low. Although it is harmful to inhale, we have gas masks.”

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