Chapter 1406: The Benevolent Invincible

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The investigation on the traitors of the Legion was carried out at the same time from both internal and external aspects. There were only a few suspects, but each of them was an important figure in the Legion. Random arrests without evidence will cause unpredictable damage to the Legion. For this matter, Zhou Qingfeng responded cautiously.

But even Zhou Qingfeng couldn't grasp the current battle situation in the Yucatan Peninsula. Enclave supports President Diego's faction, but the real power of the government is in the hands of Suzano's faction with gangster habits.

Suzano, who is accustomed to losing a regiment in Merida, organizes a transport plane to deliver supplies to the mixed first division trapped in the Yucatan front line, and at the same time, prepares for the war and intends to launch a powerful offensive to take down Merida in one go. up to the city.

And the impostor Zhou Qingfeng, under the title of "Governor Alfonso", secretly set up an "Ink Solution Formation" to fight against the opponent. If the Enclave is still on the sidelines, the whole situation tends to get completely out of control.

The zombie president hopes to use the hands of "Alfonso" to weaken Suzano's faction, and Zhou Qingfeng wants to cheat a sum of gold from the opponent. The other party originally wanted to give five tons of gold, but Zhou Qingfeng asked for fifty tons, and finally found that there were only thirty tons in the Mexican government treasury.

The two sides wrangled for a day, but each took a step back.

Zhou Qingfeng took away 30 tons of gold in batches, but provided at least 50,000 tons of food to alleviate the extremely serious food shortage in Mexico City—the food shortage in the city has reached the point of eating people, and even Suzano’s faction can’t bear it. One after another famine riots.

This agreement satisfies both parties. Zhou Qingfeng needs gold to alleviate the increasingly serious currency shortage of the Legion, and President Diego needs food to win people's hearts and stabilize the regime. Of course, Zhou Qingfeng's idea of ​​easily taking Nova away was never included in the negotiation agenda.

The first five tons of gold were flown to Merida on the day the agreement was reached. And the city of Merida really took 10,000 tons of grain to ship, and hurriedly shipped it to Veracruz, a port near Mexico City.

The news of the arrival of food excited the entire city of Mexico City, and the population of more than 10 million in the city was almost boiling. Everyone spread the benevolence and generosity of Governor Alfonso of Merida, and countless people spontaneously flocked to the State Guesthouse, hoping to express their gratitude to His Excellency the Governor.

Behind the spread of this news is naturally fueled by the zombie president, who intends to create public opinion to show that he has won a powerful ally and expanded his ruling foundation.

Ship loading, sea transportation, port unloading, rail transportation, more than 500 nautical miles plus more than 300 kilometers will be completed in three days. The efficiency of this grain transportation is extremely high, and almost everyone is waiting for the appearance of this batch of grain.

Suzano, who was informed of the news, was terrified. While he was preparing his troops, he was also paying attention to whether the grain transport ships could really transport the grain. To be honest, he was very skeptical about it!

"Alfonso will be so generous?" Suzano called more than a dozen of his cronies in his office to discuss this matter. "Five tons of gold is exchanged for 10,000 tons of grain. Now grain is more important than gold!"

A group of cronies discussed in low voices with each other, but Kunk, who was a dog's leg, had a simple mind and said directly, "Could this be a hoax?"

Suzano glared, "Both of my divisions have begun to mobilize. The Navy is also preparing to send out gunboats to cooperate. The Air Force also has dozens of planes ready to fly to the front-line airports to provide support. I'm just wondering if it should be such a big deal." It's just an action, but my determination is unshakable.

At this time, Alfonso dared to engage in any kind of scam. Did he want to play a joke on his own life? He has already broken with us, is he still going to break with the president? "

Everyone was speechless again, and no one could figure out what 'Alfonso' was planning. After all, based on their selfishness, having food in hand means power in hand, and they would never trade it for gold.

Kunke gave full play to the advantages of doglegs, and immediately said: "The cargo ship transporting grain is now at sea.

I'm going to the port of Veracruz to watch. When the cargo ship arrives at the port tomorrow, I want to see if that bastard Alfonso is really willing to spend 10,000 tons of grain? "

In the past two years after the cataclysm, most of the forces in the last days are trying to restore agricultural production. The Enclave and the Brotherhood of Steel have done a good job. Although the fertilizer industry and agricultural machinery are still lacking, at least there is some harvest in the land.

Only Mexico has a bag of shit, and the administrative management is mainly about repression, and I don’t know how to manage other things if I want to manage it?

Regarding Kunk's proposal, Suzano nodded. Ten thousand tons of grain is a drop in the bucket for the current Mexico City. But it is particularly valuable because of its rarity, which is like a booster, which can make a dying city come back to life in a short time.

So Kunk set off from Mexico City that night and drove to the Port of Veracruz, more than 300 kilometers away. This port is the largest railway port in eastern Mexico, and it also has a supporting grain terminal, and the train carriages can directly enter the port for loading.

When Kunk arrived, he discovered that the Enclave garrison had taken over the port, but a sea of ​​people slowly gathered near the port. When tens of thousands of hungry Mexicans heard that food was coming, they all ran towards the port. Even if the army showed their guns and bayonets, they could not let them leave.

Faced with countless crowds, Kunk, who brought only a few men, had to park his car outside the port. He even felt a fear that he had never felt before. It was rare for him not to reveal his identity as the Diego family and break in, for fear of arousing public anger and being beaten to death by the group.

However, relying on his physical strength, Kunk still squeezed out of the cordon at the port in the crowd. After waiting for several hours, a bulk carrier sailed to the deserted grain terminal. After the freighter docked, the large grab buckets loaded and unloaded on the wharf grabbed tons of bulk grain from the open cabin.

From a distance of several hundred meters, the onlookers could still see grain grains falling from the grab bucket. This simple grasp immediately caused a thunderous sensation. Kunk was holding up his binoculars to take a closer look, but was startled by the sudden shouts from the crowd.

Kunk was originally puzzled by the fact that "there is food coming", but he soon discovered that the food or not has become a secondary issue, and shouts of "Long live Alfonso" were being heard around him.

All the hungry, sallow and thin Mexicans shouted with all their might. They used to have to take a few more breaths when walking, but now they cheered at the expense of exhausting their energy. The sound of cheers spread all over the world, shaking the sky, with great joy and gratitude!

The binoculars in Kunk's hand were snatched away by a thin woman. Who would dare to snatch Kunk's things in normal times? Will be directly shot to death.

But now Kunk can only watch his binoculars being passed around in the hands of ecstatic people. Everyone will shout and scream a few times while holding the binoculars, even fainting for it.

Alfonso, Alfonso, this name is constantly mentioned, and it keeps ringing in the crowd. It seems to contain some kind of magical power, just a few words can lift up a tired man's spirits, more effective than calling God.

At the moment, in the state guesthouse in Mexico City, the old housekeeper Martin slowly put down the phone and reported to his master the situation of the arrival of the grain at the port. He asked at the same time: "Master, are you really willing to exchange grain for gold?"

"Food for gold?" Zhou Qingfeng shook his head, "No..., what I traded for food is people's hearts. When I come back and raise my arms in the future, who can compete with me? This is called "the benevolent is invincible", and countless people will be willing to fight for it I'm going to die!"