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Chapter 3375 Slave Market

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    Back at his temporary residence, Crazy Horse looked at Lin Rui and said, "Boss, what should we do next? Raid the slave traders' camps?"

    "You have to act quickly, but you can't make things too big. This is an area controlled by the Orumi Federal Army, and in fact the boss behind the scenes is the secret society organization. It is not difficult to destroy a slave trader's camp, but  The key is to find out their entire transportation route. So we have to do it, but we can't alert the enemy. Let the brothers get ready. Let's go to that village first to see the situation." Lin Rui nodded.

    Compared with other African regions, Libya is actually not poor, but rather a quite wealthy place.  Even in rural areas, there are many buildings and flat roads.  When Lin Rui and others arrived there, they found that the situation was simpler than they imagined. This village was not only a camp for slave traders, but also a trading center.  The auction items here are not second-hand cars, land, or furniture, but real people.  The starting price for most slaves is just 800 Libyan dinars - equivalent to about $600 US dollars.

    The entire village was originally a mule and horse market, but now it¡¯s people.  A large number of black slaves were under the custody of armed men and allowed to be bought and sold by them.  In just a short time, Lin Rui and others witnessed a group of people being traded in a matter of minutes.  Several young black boys looked terrified. They must have just left home not long ago.  Already frightened by what they had experienced, they could not speak and looked at everyone they met with fear and suspicion.

    Every year, thousands of refugees and migrants flock to the Libyan border, either fleeing conflict or looking for better opportunities in Europe for economic reasons.  Most of them came from Africa and sold all their belongings to pay for their passage.

    This long-standing immigration pattern began in the last century.  At the time, workers from the Middle East and Africa flocked to Libya in search of opportunities in its booming oil economy¡ªa pattern that continues today, despite Libya's insecurity.  With insecurity everywhere, people smuggling has become a mechanism for exploitation and profit.

    This immigration pattern is also similar to today¡¯s global immigration wave.  They want to reach developed countries, especially Europe, where millions of new health workers are needed to serve increasingly aging populations.

    Only recently, the crackdown by the Libyan Coast Guard has resulted in fewer and fewer ships going to sea, and smugglers have taken advantage of the opportunity to become "masters" and refugees and immigrants have become "slaves."  The auction took people back to the days of slavery, the only thing missing were the shackles around their wrists and ankles.  But they didn't need such a thing because the militants around them were heavily armed and no one had a chance to escape.

    Lin Rui and others were mixed in among the strangers bargaining in the village. Their weapons and postures made them look like the guards of some big buyers, so not many people paid attention to them.  They just quietly observed the security situation around the village.  Probably the slave traders didn't care about this kind of foreign invasion at all, and their main focus was on those slaves.  Preventing them from escaping is the first priority. After all, these slaves are like some kind of property to them.

    The mongoose squeezed through the crowd and whispered to Lin Rui, "Let me find out clearly. The slaves here all belong to the same boss, and the armed guards are also his people. There is also a camp behind where slaves are held. They transport them regularly.  Some slaves went out, but no one knew where they went, except that they were shipped south.¡±

    "The southern desert of Libya is heading towards Niger. They should have more small camps there, extending all the way south, and eventually forming a complete transportation line. Then based on this main transportation line, they will radiate and extend in all directions as their  Sales channels." Crazy Horse nodded, "These small camps are similar to logistics transfer stations. This slave business is big enough."

    "There is another trouble. There are too many people here, and we can't completely control everyone." Sergey whispered, "Especially there are many buyers here. Once they start taking action, the place will definitely disperse.  , and these people are likely to spread the news of the attack here."

    Lin Rui whispered, "That's exactly what I'm worried about. I originally thought this was just a closed camp, but I didn't expect their slave business to be so prosperous that it has actually formed a market. It's not impossible to touch them now,  But it is difficult not to leak the news. Once the news is leaked, several of their other camps may change locations or temporarily evacuate. This will not only cause our previous efforts to be wasted, but it may also alert the illegal uranium mine."

    Scarface whispered, "I heard just now that they are planning to recruit guards. They should be responsible for escorting these black slaves. How about I go and try. If I can sneak in, maybe I can find out their transportation route."  , and then find the uranium mine."

      "They plan to recruit guards?" Lin Rui frowned, "When?"

    "Just now, I saw a few Tuareg-looking people talking about this matter. Libya has always had the habit of looking for Tuareg people as mercenaries, and these people are usually found in  The desert route serves as a bodyguard." Scarface whispered.  "We might as well go over and give it a try. If they are willing to hire us as convoy escorts, then everything will be easy."

    "But they are looking for Tuareg people, and we are not Tuareg people." Sergey frowned.

    Lin Rui was silent for a moment and whispered, "Go and find the scimitar. He is a Tuareg. Ask him to say hello to those mercenaries and tell them to find work elsewhere and bring the people here to work."  Leave the work to us.¡±

    "Is this possible? Although the Tuareg tribes are very united, this is business after all." Crazy Horse frowned.

    "It's okay. At present, Wiesel's Tuareg Liberation Organization has a very high reputation among the Tuareg people. As long as Scimitar tells him that we are Wiesel's friends, they should be able to show off their face." Lin  Rui whispered, "If they are really ignorant and want to rely on their fists to speak. Then give them some pain, let them understand who has the bigger fist, and let them get out of this village."

    "I'm going to find Scimitar. It would be best if this matter could be solved normally. After all, our relationship with the Tuareg people is pretty good." Crazy Horse nodded.  He found the scimitar among the crowd and explained the situation to him in a low voice.  Scimitar looked at Lin Rui and nodded, made a gesture of understanding, and turned around to discuss the matter with the Tuareg mercenaries.

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