Rise of the Wasteland

Chapter 506 Confused

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Some people are ruthless these days, and some are even more ruthless.

Lula instigated his minions to commit all kinds of brutal tyranny and killings, bringing the entire city of Merida under his lustful control. Everyone, including the colonists of the 'Enclave' secretly referred to him as 'The Executioner'.

But now, someone more ruthless is coming.

It's cool for you to torture people with knives and guns, isn't it? I'll blast you to death with cannons!

The W90 self-propelled howitzer has no use in the real world, and it shows its ferocious face as soon as it shows up in the wasteland. This is the military's first-class weapon and equipment in large-scale battles. It is a magic weapon for victory on the battlefield. It is no longer a dream to destroy dozens of miles with one shot.

Seeing the devilish Lula being tortured to death, everyone in Merida City was very happy, but they were deeply horrified at the same time. Your Excellency the governor is going to step on the demon's corpse to ascend to the throne, which means that if he is ruthless, he will be more cruel than Lula!

"I understand the doubts in everyone's hearts, but I don't think you need to be too afraid. I have no intention of taking the power in your hands, I just want to cooperate with you." Zhou Qingfeng was shaking a glass of 'Supreme' brand whiskey, smiling. Looking at the various bureaucrats sitting with him.

After Zhou Qingfeng sent out the invitation for a meeting, who in the entire city of Merida would dare not give him face? It was still dark, and the various leaders in charge of the management of the entire Yucatan region rushed to the Governor's Palace.

Since the main building of the Governor's Mansion was hit by a heavy artillery shell, Zhou Qingfeng simply asked someone to tidy up the area around the crater, and set up dozens of tables and chairs as the venue for the meeting. The guests smelled the gunpowder smoke, looked at the bomb crater, and naturally felt that their aura was overwhelmed. After taking their seats, they all behaved very well.

"Mr. Paramount." Zhou Qingfeng suddenly called out a name, and immediately a fat man with a round face in the crowd stood up in surprise

It is really rare for Mr. Paramount to be so fat in the wasteland world, and he must have made a lot of money in private. However, when he heard that he was being called, he felt a chill in his neck. He couldn't help but stand up and bend down, and asked humbly, "Dear Governor, do you have any orders?"

"Mr. Paramount, you are the planning director of the production department in Merida City. Can you do me a favor and let the workers in this city stop producing certain things, such as those poor portable boilers?" Zhou Qingfeng said. When talking, his face is expressionless.

For the portable boiler in Merida City, Zhou Qingfeng has deep resentment. This thing has no technical content, and it can be made with some iron sheets and knocking, but it seriously affects the sales of similar products in Havana, and also affects employment.

Mr. Paramount immediately blushed and said embarrassingly: "My lord, the portable boiler is something that the North American headquarters has called for production. If we fail to complete a certain amount of production, we will be punished, and even affect the supplies sent to us by the headquarters. "

"The supplies sent by the headquarters?" Zhou Qingfeng sneered, "The supplies sent by the headquarters are not enough for us. We have to find a way by ourselves. As for your concerns, I can solve them. Not just 5,000 units a month portable boiler? I'll get you a better source."

As soon as they heard "a better source of goods", everyone knew that it would be smuggled goods from Cuba. But Mr. Paramount is still wondering: "But what do we use to buy it?"

"Produce other things for trade, such as oil extraction. We feel that our oil production needs to be increased. We can also find ways to get coal from northern Mexico.

There is also the offshore fishing industry that cannot be given up, which can bring us great benefits. Even the withered grass in the wilderness can be collected and made into the most basic fuel. There are many things that can be done. "

Zhou Qingfeng said lightly, but this is tantamount to completely changing the administrative and production system of Merida City. Lula originally concentrated the population of the entire Yucatan region with great difficulty, but His Excellency the Governor meant to disperse the population again. No one dared to let go of this change easily.

Among the guests present, Lieutenant Colonel Harding has the highest status and holds real power in his hands.

If he was contemptuous of 'Governor Alfonso' before, those who are now faintly afraid or even fearful.

Now that Zhou Qingfeng wanted to restructure the ruling system of the entire Yucatan region, Lieutenant Colonel Harding had to stand up and express some worries, "Your Excellency Governor, have you obtained the approval of your superiors?"

Zhou Qingfeng laughed a few times, he picked up the whiskey in hand, and asked: "Lieutenant Colonel Harding, I know you have a preference for whiskey. If I give you a bottle of whiskey every month, can you Forgot the question just now?"

"You're joking." Lieutenant Colonel Harding was a little annoyed. After all, he was also a senior official in charge of one party. What's the point of a bottle of whiskey a month... It's not so cheap to buy me, right?

"And ten bottles a month?"

Lieutenant Colonel Harding still sneered.

"A hundred bottles?"

The lieutenant colonel wanted to walk away.

"A thousand bottles?"

Uh... It seems that I can think about it.

"Ten thousand bottles?"

"Hmm..." Lieutenant Colonel Harding coughed uncontrollably. He tried his best to organize his words in his mind, thinking of what to say so that everyone could save face.

"Do you still want more?" Zhou Qingfeng kept laughing this time, "Actually, it's not impossible to want more, but there must be enough exchange value."

"I think what I just said was a little thoughtless. The governor must have already planned it. These things are beyond the scope of our discussion." Lieutenant Colonel Harding sat down again, and the words just now were eaten by himself.

And none of the people here is an idiot, everyone is thinking about the current value of 10,000 bottles of whiskey. Alcohol is so important in the last days, its purpose is not just to drink into the stomach. Medical alcohol can be produced by producing drinking wine, which is an even more scarce material at present.

If you sell 10,000 bottles of high-altitude liquor, you can get a lot of money. And if you use bribes, you can easily get a very good official position. If used to buy slaves, a bottle of wine could get a healthy adult slave, or two or three younger female slaves.

Ten thousand bottles of whiskey can get you a lot in these damn times. For Zhou Qingfeng, 10,000 bottles of whiskey are only about ten tons, which is very cheap.

"The things I can provide are far beyond your imagination. For example, instant noodles are a food that everyone likes very much. What about ham sausage? Instant noodles without ham sausage are not perfect. I can sell a lot of them to you at a reasonable price supplies, as long as you can give me some convenience."

Zhou Qingfeng's words were like the words of the devil, full of the ability to confuse people's hearts. All the people present had their hearts beating faster, their breathing short of breath, their eyes were on each other, and their minds were shaken. They are all thinking in their hearts how much benefit they can get from this business? As for how this will affect the 'Enclave', no one cares at all.

So far, Zhou Qingfeng has successfully gained a firm foothold in Merida City, and also opened a big hole in the enemy's blockade. (To be continued.)

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