Rise of the Wasteland

Chapter 392: So Incompetent

As a businessman living in the last days, Kema's actions are always driven by profit. The more intense the fight between Diego's forces and the 'Aurora Legion', the more he can benefit from it. Because of this, he passed the news of George's fleet departing from Havana to the 'Aurora Legion'.

But Kema is just a small businessman after all, and he still can't decide the outcome of the battlefield. In fact, he was not the only one who sent news to the 'Aurora Legion'. And he made a decision after repeatedly evaluating the comparison of the forces of the two sides in the war-betting on the power of Diago. To be precise, it is betting on Commander George.

His Excellency George is backed by an organization as powerful as the 'Enclave', and he also controls the only armed speedboat fleet in the Caribbean Sea. Although the size and tonnage of this fleet are pitifully small, they have no rivals and have completely dominated the ocean!

Kema felt that His Excellency George, who controlled the sea, would be the real king of the Caribbean, and he needed to flatter and curry favor at critical moments, "If I can monopolize the trading rights of ports and shipping routes, I will definitely make a fortune. And that definitely needs a big gift.”

Given that His Excellency George will soon have a higher status, a case of whiskey is obviously not enough, and Korma needs more luxuries and luxurious daily necessities to impress the other party.

"I need five cases of whiskey, fifty cases of rum, and ten dozens of various clothes. By the way, do you have men's perfume?" In the foreign commercial market in Matanzas, Korma used his hard-earned money Gold prospers in all kinds of goods that are cut off in supply in the last days. His generosity is astounding.

The spirits sold in the market are often brewed with local Cuban sugar, but high concentration of alcohol is a necessity in the last days, and it is also a good medicine for anesthesia. Other items also tend to come from looting in Florida, and are not within the reach of ordinary people.

In normal years, one gold bar could buy a lot of these things, but now the price has increased by more than a hundred times. However, the merchants who came to the market to snap up the goods were still crazy, and they swept away these commodities that might never be available again.

Faced with this sudden frenzy of buying, the person in charge of selling goods was very puzzled, and couldn't help asking Koma: "Sir, it's the end of the world now, and civilization has sunk. Could it be that the market for luxury sales has expanded instead? Don't you think so?" Should you be buying common household items in bulk?"

The so-called common daily necessities are old clothes that Zhou Qingfeng obtained. Due to the coldness of the nuclear winter, tropical residents still have a great demand for warm clothes. In the past, these old clothes have been bought very well.

One must know that Zhou Qingfeng gets one hundred tons of used clothes each time, and tens of thousands of pieces are worth it. After getting old clothes a few more times, basically the people inside the 'Aurora Legion' already have a set of thick clothes, and the rest can be sold outside.

Koma didn't answer the question,

But he sneered in his heart and said to himself: These old clothes of yours are actually worthless, and they are expensive to sell, which makes us merchants have no profit. Soon you will be defeated by Lord George's fleet, and these clothes will become the spoils of war for Diago's forces. As long as I have a good relationship with His Excellency George, I can get these clothes for free.

Mr. Kema took out all his funds and barely sold a little bit of luxury goods. After all, there are other businessmen competing with him for the supply of goods. The merchants who arrived later were crying in the face of the empty shelves. It seemed that the merchants were not very optimistic about the 'Aurora Legion'.

"Mr. Kema, can you give me some luxury goods? I can buy them at a 20% price increase." A businessman named Paulino rushed to Kema and asked in an almost pleading voice.

Koma and Paulino belonged to businessmen who both made a fortune in the trade with the 'Aurora Legion', and because of the various conflicts in the trade, the two were quite in a tit-for-tat posture.

Facing Paulino's pleading, Koma refused without hesitation. He even mocked: "Mr. Paulino, who made you late? Now you can only buy those tattered clothes. I hope you can still sell them."

Seeing Koma leaving triumphantly, Paulino thumped his feet and felt regretful. He also just learned the news, and the result was a little bit worse. It is a well-known secret that all businessmen are now optimistic about George from the Enclave.

If Kema is allowed to join His Excellency George's power, then he can become the largest businessman in the entire Caribbean. And Paulino may really only be able to buy some old clothes and go to remote places to earn a small profit.

Paulino's frustration made Colma very happy. He immediately loaded all the luxury goods he bought and prepared to go to Havana to wait for the victorious Commander George.

The little steamer left Matanzas and floated slowly on the sea surface. After running for a long time and approaching Havana, I saw three crooked and tattered speedboats floating in front of me.

The sailors on the ship watched with binoculars for a long time before they ran to call Korma: "Boss, I seem to see Mr. George's ship."

"Oh... Your Excellency George just came back from Nassau?" Korma was resting, but immediately got up when he heard this. "Great, I just happened to be able to congratulate him right away."

"Uh..." The sailor who sent the news hesitated for a long time, and he couldn't figure out whether it was necessary to congratulate the tragic situation of the three wrecked ships.

And Mr. Kema has already rushed to the deck, and three slow boats can be vaguely seen on the water line, whose speed is slower than that of a small steamer. He was slightly surprised and thought to himself: Is this George's armed speedboat?

In Kema's mind, George's fleet should be riding the wind and waves on the sea, irresistible. But now this speed is faster than a snail's snail..., something is not right!

"Didn't you say that eight ships set off? Why are there only three ships?" Koma took the binoculars handed over by his subordinates, put them in front of his eyes, and exclaimed, "God, what happened so badly?"

After reading it several times, Koma finally confirmed that the broken ships floating on the sea were the George Fleet that once ran across the waters of Cuba. It's just that now they were obviously beaten up.

Where is this victory? It was clearly a fiasco!

As the distance approached, Korma even saw someone on the three wrecked boats using a flashlight to flashlight and send out a 'sos' signal to ask him for help. A sailor asked: "Boss Kema, are we going to rescue them? They seem to say that their ship may sink at any time. This is a good opportunity to get closer to Mr. George."

"Get closer!" Koma suddenly yelled furiously, and shouted repeatedly: "Turn around, turn around, and return to Matanzas immediately. Damn George, what a waste of my expectations for him. He is so incompetent, Now I was killed by him!"

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