Chapter 1567 Crazy Number (Part 2)

Brigadier General Thomas looked at the box Guo Tailai handed over, but did not take it right away. I just looked at Guo Tailai's eyes seriously for a while, as if I could see sincerity from his eyes. After a while, Brigadier General Thomas suddenly showed a smile on his face, and reached out to take the box.

"Mr. Taylor, when you go to the United States, we may have a chance to have a drink." Brigadier General Thomas's enthusiasm suddenly increased a lot. Guo Tailai is very good, which is rare.

You know, the transportation is a military order, and it was issued directly from the frontline headquarters. Originally, Guo Tailai did not need to pay extra, but Guo Tailai showed more sincerity. For Brigadier General Thomas, one more big shot A billionaire friend, and a billionaire friend who has a good relationship with the high-level military, that is definitely a good thing. As for which country this rich man belongs to, does it matter?

"Why not?" Guo Tailai laughed. The hands of the two were warmly and tacitly held together, and the scene was extraordinarily harmonious: "There is wine on the pier, we can have a few drinks right now."

When Brigadier General Thomas announced that everyone could take turns and enjoy the party, the soldiers who transported the local products suddenly cheered. Along the way, I was afraid of a roadside bomb attack, and finally arrived at the destination, and now I can relax and enjoy the party. What is even more surprising is that the owner of the party has carefully prepared American girls, which is simply heaven!

Of course, there were extra rewards for this trip, which also made the soldiers cheer. Everyone quickly set up a shift schedule, working and resting, and the pier immediately became lively. Whether it is working or resting, it is very happy. General Thomas specifically ordered everyone to be careful when loading and unloading, and the soldiers were very obedient.

There are very few cranes at the oil loading dock, but this time the convoy has two cranes, which are specially responsible for loading. Boxes, large and small, began to be unloaded from the stern of the trucks, piled up on the pier first, and then loaded onto the ship. Anyway, although this place is near the sea, the climate has always been a desert climate with little rain, so there is no need to worry about getting wet.

After all the trucks were unloaded, the deck of the tanker was slowly opened, revealing a square space. A dozen soldiers and seven or eight crew members stood in the camouflage cabin, carefully arranging the lifting cargo.

Anyway, as Guo Tai said, they are all works of art and cultural relics, so everyone should handle them with care as much as possible, so it doesn't matter if there is a slight delay for two days. A very reasonable request, isn't it?

Guo Tailai made a special request to General Thomas and sent him a box alone, and General Thomas happily agreed. As for how to coordinate with the theater command, that is General Thomas' own business.

They stayed at Pier No. 3 for a full ten days, until all the cargo was loaded onto the tanker and fixed. At this time, all the oil pumps at Pier No. 3 were turned on to fill the tanker with oil. Since the excuse is to transport crude oil, it is natural to take some crude oil away. Before, I only turned on one-third of the oil pump, slowly injecting oil, and now I start to pump oil at full speed.

In fact, on the eighth day, all the gold under the pier had been taken out, and all the dug-out spaces were filled with concrete mixed with quick-drying cement, and the metal pipes at the bottom of the ship were also retracted into the hull. In the middle, the traces of cement on the wall of the pier were quickly processed by Guo Tailai into a look that is almost indistinguishable from the surrounding area, and there is no difference at all. Guo Tailai even dug out some barnacle shells living on the pier wall of the No. 2 oil loading pier and pasted them on.

Unless someone digs it up right away and can see the difference between the old and new concrete. But who would have no trouble renovating a pier that was redone less than a year ago? The U.S. military is here to liberate the Iraqi people, not to build Iraq.

Full-speed refueling was quick, and the load capacity of the tanker was less than 6,000 tons. It took only one day for the tanker to be fully loaded. Then, under the command of the dock dispatcher and the captain, the tugboat pushed the tanker out of the dock, and the engine of the tanker started. Slowly drove out of Fao port.

"Finally we can leave this ghostly place!" Little Finn stood on the pier, stretched his waist long, he couldn't wait to leave.

On the contrary, the American soldiers in charge of port security looked at Guo Tailai and his party with great anticipation, hoping that they could stay. As long as they are here, there are meals, drinks, parties, and big American girls, what a happy life? It's a pity that even the most beautiful paradise will close its doors. Is it finally coming to an end?

When I returned to Basra again, it was replaced by a Chinook, and two Apache escorts flew directly there. The last time the convoy was attacked on the road, everyone was very nervous. No one knew about it, but old Finn would definitely not be willing to let his son take risks again, and sent him directly by helicopter. Anyway, Iraq does not have air control right now, as long as he can fly High point, no one can do anything to the people in the helicopter, safe.

Guo Tailai's private jet took off happily, as if he was impatient to leave this ghostly place. Fortunately, Basra Airport was well-defended, and no attackers bombed the airport with mortars. Otherwise, it would be troublesome to go back.

When the plane flew over the Persian Gulf, Guo Tailai suddenly received a satellite call from the captain.

"What? An American warship suspects that there are contraband on our ship, and they want to board the ship for inspection?" Guo Tailai couldn't help frowning when he received the call, and turned directly to little Finn: "Finn? Are you sending the things first?" Give it to me, and then you're going to do a burglary? Or is someone trying to play Galaxy again, forcing me to say 'worse' a dozen times?"

"Fuck!" Little Finn couldn't help but swear, what are those guys down there doing? With a curse, he quickly took out the phone and started dialing.

Guo Tailai's expression was ugly. Little Finn knew about the Yinhe incident that there were actually no contraband on that ship, but this time, there were indeed "local products" from Baghdad on that tanker. In other words, Guo Tailai will stay in China and not go abroad at worst, but the old Finn's operation in Iraq on this line may have nothing to do with it.

After a period of exasperated phone calls, Little Finn finally figured out what was going on, and quickly explained to Guo Tailai: "A military investigator found some clues, but he had no evidence, so he wanted to find evidence from the tanker. Rest assured, the warship will leave shortly without any trouble."

Sure enough, two minutes later, the captain called.

"Boss, the U.S. warship has been released!" The captain's tone sounded very happy: "The radio called in plain language, explaining that it was a misunderstanding, and wish us a good journey!"

"Okay, I understand!" Guo Tailai finally had a smile on his face: "Go home safely and have a good journey!"