Rise of the Wasteland

When Lao Cao got up the next day, he felt his crotch was cold, and he was a little annoyed that the medicine given by the regiment was a good medicine to restore youth. It's just awkward every day, and it's easy to make mistakes accidentally.

Look at Sandra next to her, the girl has gone to make breakfast. Although the Legion has a cafeteria, the girl made the Mexican-style breakfast quite good, more comfortable than eating in the cafeteria.

After breakfast, Sandra went to school, and Cao went to work. He is going to visit the port of Veracruz today. There is a small refinery and several oil depots, and crude oil from offshore oil fields will be transported through subsea pipelines.

Lula fired the first fire of the 'three antis' at the Port Authority. There was no trial, no plea, only a ruling. This 'mad dog' hung a 'street light' on the road in the port at a stretch, and it would spit out the courage of the Port Authority.

However, this fierce approach has satisfied the bottom-level workers in Mexico. Mexico is not a legal country. Corruption is the official state, and honesty is a miracle. The workers at the bottom saw the officials hanged, and they felt very deflated, shouting the name of the legion leader!

As for why this is not legal ... I'm sorry, the justice is too complicated. Uncle Zhou is opening several new divisions of the Legion, but the Ministry of Justice alone is uncertain. Lena Fox was having a headache about it.

Arriving at Veracruz port, the car drove across the road with electric poles. Looking at a frightening corpse on both sides, Lao Cao could only sigh that the legion's road to formality was long.

Enter the port and get off.

Lao Cao is going to see how many oil tanks were scheduled for maintenance last week. This matter is very important, and it is really uneasy not to confirm with your own eyes. When he got out of the car, he saw several armed soldiers approaching a prisoner, who seemed to be dragged to a pole on the roadside and hanged.

"No, no, I'm not from the Port Authority. I'm really not from the Port Authority. I'm just a smuggler. I'm a smuggler of 'Inkley'. You can't do this, you can't do this!" Struggling desperately, begging.

It's just that Lula's men are hard-hearted, no matter what the criminals say, anyway, they just want to execute the command of the commander, and the commander hangs, then hang.

When Cao Zhen passed by, he showed a different personality, and the detained prisoner shouted as if he saw a life-saving straw: "Sir, save me, I am not an official of the Port Authority, I am a smuggler. What do you want me to do? You can get it. Oil, do you want oil? Texas oil. "

The shameless prisoner shouted heartbreakingly. He ignored the smashing of the soldier's butt, and stood still, but didn't leave. He shouted to Cao Zhen desperately.

Hearing this shout, Cao Zhen really stopped the footsteps of the army commander to value oil, but he was so powerful that anti-sky smuggling channels could not get oil.

"Wait, can I talk to this guy?" Cao Zhen called the soldier in charge of the **** in Spanish. Seeing the other party's hesitation, he also added, "I know your Lula chief, if this prisoner is useful, I can apply to Lula for an order for release."

Cao Zhen's Asian face made his words convincing, and the detained prisoners got a five-minute talk. When this guy was released, he fell paralyzed and fell to the ground, gasping and said, "I'm really a smuggler. I can get everything you want from Enclave."

"Talk about oil. I'm interested in this."

"Of course you can. Texas' oil recovery capacity has recovered very well, but the processing capacity of the refinery is seriously insufficient. As long as you need it, I can help you get millions of barrels of oil."

Texas is a well-known petroleum source in the United States. Cotton and beef are also produced in large quantities. At the same time, it is also very developed in high-tech fields such as aerospace and medicine. Together with California, it has become the best-growing state in Murray's solid body industry.

However, Cao Zhen did not easily believe the prisoner's words. He asked, "Tell me about your identity, how can I trust you?"

"My name is Rick, Rick Steen. An officer in the 'Increte' oil department, I swear I am telling the truth. You can check."

"You're an Enclave official but come running as a smuggler?"

"Yes, this is ridiculous, but we just want to make more money. I want to sell you oil and then buy all kinds of consumer goods from you. But the legislative blockade on us by the army, what can we do? We also There is an urgent need for all kinds of cheap daily necessities. "

Rick Stein started to say a grievance, but talking about him he became righteous. "We also need clean and comfortable clothes, electrical appliances that improve the quality of life, and export markets to get funding. Why do you want to An economic blockade against us? "

Cao Zhen asked the detained armed soldiers again, and learned that the prisoner, who claimed to be Rick Stein, was captured from the port. He had been hiding in the port area for some time, trying to escape when he was arrested, but was executed as an officer of the Port Authority.

Cao Zhen did not dare to make in-depth contact with this 'smuggler' without permission. He immediately reported to the Corps Headquarters of Locust Ridge with the radio on board, and let his boss decide.

"Head of the army, if you have a strong demand for oil, then smuggling a part from the enemy can solve the urgent need. After all, our mining department has just resumed production. It will take a long time to increase production. I am afraid that it cannot meet your current needs. . "

Cao Zhen made suggestions on the radio, and waited silently for Zhou Qingfeng's decision. He was telling the truth: Mexico has not been occupied for long, and mineral development cannot be accomplished overnight, but the situation of the 'Increte' and 'Brothers of Steel' is much better.

The point is that Texas is too close to the Aurora Corps and transportation is very convenient.

Lao Cao originally thought that such a proposal would take a long time to be answered, but Zhou Qingfeng ordered after a few groans: "You can try to communicate with this smuggler and draw up a plan of 'oil for commodities' ~ www.wuxiaspot .com ~ I'll coordinate from that. I need a lot of oil, the more the better. "

Cao Zhen used radio to communicate on the other side of the road, and Rick Stein, who was paralyzed, stared at Cao Zhen's expression, hoping to see something.

The blood pressure of this 'smuggler' is constantly rising and his mouth is dry. If the high-ranking official in front of him couldn't save him, he would really be hanged.

"What kind of officer are you?" Rick asked, turning to the soldier who had escorted him.

"I don't know." The detained soldiers couldn't figure it out either, but they were sure. "The people who can set up the" Aurora flag "in front of the car are all deputy ministers and above."

Hearing ‘Deputy Minister and above’, Rick ’s hope was a little bit stronger. At this time, Cao Zhen ended the call and walked coldly and said, "Mr. Rick Steele, you are temporarily saved from being hanged. But whether you can really survive depends on your ability . "

Hearing this, Rick felt that he could finally retract his half foot into hell. He laughed, almost speechless, but nodded desperately: "Trust me, trust me, you will get a lot, a lot, a lot."