Chapter 1631 "Oil for Commodities"

When Lao Cao woke up the next day, he felt that his crotch was chilly. He was a little annoyed that the medicine given by the army was a good medicine, which would restore youth. It's just embarrassing every day, and it's easy to make mistakes if you're not careful.

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

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

Lula ignited the first fire of the "three antis" at the Port Authority. There was no trial, no plea, only a verdict. This 'crazy dog' hung a circle of 'street lamps' on the road in the port in one breath, vomiting out the galls of the people in the port authority.

However, this fierce approach made the lower-level workers in Mexico very satisfied. Mexico is not a country with the rule of law. Corruption is the norm in the officialdom, and integrity is a miracle. Seeing the hanged officials, the lower-level workers felt very relieved, and shouted the name of the army commander!

As for why this is not in accordance with the law... sorry, the judiciary is too complicated. Uncle Zhou is opening many new departments of the Legion, but the Ministry of Justice is the only one who can't handle it. Lena Fox is having a headache about this.

Arriving at the port of Veracruz, the car drove between the roads with utility poles. Looking at the horrific corpses on both sides, Lao Cao can only lament that the legion still has a long way to go.

Enter the port and get off.

Lao Cao is going to check on the oil tanks that were scheduled for maintenance last week, okay? This matter is of great importance, and it is really worrying not to confirm it with my own eyes. When he got out of the car, he saw several armed soldiers escorting a prisoner, who seemed to be dragged to a pole by the side of the road 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 from the 'Enclave', you can't do this, you can't do this!" Struggling desperately, begging endlessly.

It's just that Lula's subordinates are all hard-hearted. No matter what the criminals say, they just want to carry out the order of the chief anyway. If the chief says to hang him, he will hang him.

When Cao Zhen passed by, he showed a different attitude from ordinary people, and the prisoners who were escorted shouted as if they saw straws: "Sir, help me, I am not an official of the Port Authority, I am a smuggler. What do you want? You can get it all. Oil, do you want oil? Texas oil."

The unkempt prisoner screamed heart-piercingly. He ignored the slamming gun butts of the escort soldiers, stood still and refused to move, twisting his body desperately and shouting at Cao Zhen.

Hearing this shout,

Sure enough, Cao Zhen stopped in his tracks. The head of the army attached great importance to oil, but he was so powerful that he couldn't get oil through smuggling channels against the sky.

"Wait, can I talk to this guy?" Cao Zhen called out to the soldiers in charge of escort in Spanish. Seeing the other party's hesitation, he added, "I know your Chief Lula. If this prisoner is useful, I can apply to Lula for a release order."

Cao Zhen's Asian face made his words very convincing, and the prisoners under escort were given a five-minute chance to talk. After being released, the guy fell to the ground half-paralyzed, panting and said, "I'm really a smuggler, I can get everything you want from the Enclave."

"Talk about oil, I'm very interested in that."

"Of course, the oil extraction capacity in Texas 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 oil producing area in the United States. It also produces a large amount of cotton and beef. It is also very developed in high-tech fields such as aerospace and medicine. It joins California as the state with the best solids industry development in Murray.

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 official in the Enclave's oil department, and I swear I'm telling the truth. You can check."

"You're an official in the Enclave and you're here as a smuggler?"

"Yes, it's ridiculous, but we just want to make more money. I want to sell you oil and buy all kinds of consumer goods from you. But the Legion has imposed an economic blockade on us, what can we do? We also Urgently need all kinds of cheap daily necessities.”

Rick Steen was very aggrieved at the beginning, but he became more confident as he spoke, "We also need clean and comfortable clothes, electrical appliances that improve the quality of life, and export markets to obtain funds. Why do you want Put an economic blockade on us?"

Cao Zhen questioned the escorted armed soldiers again, and learned that the prisoner who claimed to be Rick Steen was captured from the port. He had been in hiding in the port area for some time, and when he was captured trying to flee, he was executed as an officer of the port authority.

Cao Zhen didn't dare to have in-depth contact with this 'smuggler' without authorization, so he immediately reported to the army headquarters in Locust Ridge through the car radio, and let his boss decide.

"Legion Commander, if you have a strong demand for oil, then smuggling some of it from the enemy can just solve the urgent need. After all, our Mining Department has just resumed production, and it will take a long time to increase production. I am afraid it cannot meet your current needs. .”

Cao Zhen made a suggestion on the radio, and silently waited for Zhou Qingfeng's decision. What he said was the truth. Mexico had just been occupied not long ago, and mining development could not be accomplished overnight, but the situation of the 'Enclave' and 'Brotherhood of Steel' was much better.

The key is that Texas is too close to the Aurora Legion, and the transportation is very convenient.

Lao Cao originally thought that such a suggestion would take a long time to get a reply, but Zhou Qingfeng ordered after a few moments of pondering: "You can try to communicate with this smuggler and draw up a plan of 'oil for commodities', and I will come from it." Coordination. I need a lot of oil, the more the better."

Cao Zhen used the radio to communicate on the other side of the road, while the half-paralyzed Rick Steen stared blankly at Cao Zhen's expression, hoping to see some clues.

This 'smuggler''s blood pressure was constantly rising, and his mouth was parched. If this seemingly high-ranking official in front of him couldn't save him, he would really be hanged.

"What kind of officer is this?" Rick turned to the soldiers who escorted him.

"I don't know." The escorting soldiers couldn't figure it out either, but they were sure of one thing, "The people who can put up the 'Aurora Flag' of the legion in front of the car are all at the level of deputy minister or above."

Hearing the word "deputy minister and above", Rick felt a little more hopeful. At this time, Cao Zhen ended the call, walked over with a cold face and said: "Mr. Rick Steen, you are temporarily spared from the fate of being hanged. But whether you can really survive depends on your next ability .”

Hearing this, Rick suddenly felt that he could finally retract his half foot into hell. He laughed so hard that he could barely speak, but nodded desperately and said: "Trust me, believe me, you will get a lot, a lot, a lot."