"Damn it, don't people here have the habit of keeping accounts? We don't even know what's in here."
"What do I see? There's shit everywhere in here, why not build a toilet?"
"Take that garbage outside and burn it on the spot. I don't want to see it again."
As soon as the day broke, Qin Weidong began to clean up the palace square and continued to increase his strength. Since the advance team only consisted of twelve adults and one and a half-year-old child, it was obviously not enough not to use manpower on the spot. And the only thing he could use was the one who had just been killed.
Freed slaves.
Saying 'released' is actually not correct, because the thugs in the city did not imprison slaves at all. These people actually had no choice but to rely on the thugs to survive. The thugs used force to collect all kinds of daily necessities and exploited the labor of low-level slaves.
Results.
The slaves were not grateful for the arrival of the advance team, nor were they afraid. They had experienced too many things about the "Changing King's Flag on the City Wall". No matter who came to rule them, everything looked the same. The group of people in front of them looked...
..., it seems to be just a little bit better.
Regarding the current situation, the advance team reported to Havana at all times. Since Zhou Qingfeng took over the Canadian enclave, Havana has been full of talents. Faced with the problems on the front line, Lena Fox even organized experts in psychology and sociology to conduct research
Find ways to cope.
Regarding the common inferiority complex and fear among black Africans towards white people, Qin Weidong asked Old Harris to come forward to appease him, and rewarded key personnel with cigarettes for their hard work, building relationships with small favors and small favors. The effort was not much, but the effect was obvious.
Huairou also needs to exert pressure...but with Mark alive, everything is enough.
On the other hand, according to what the advance team learned before arriving, there are nearly one million Chinese living in Angola, with the largest number in the capital, Luanda. They open supermarkets in the city, sell domestically produced daily necessities, and even open hospitals and clinics.
, and also built farms outside the city to provide large quantities of agricultural products.
In order to live a good life, the Chinese have traveled to every corner of the world - it is said that even Eskimos have Chinese-owned tuck shops everywhere.
But now all these Chinese people have disappeared. Qin Weidong has searched every local person he can ask, but no one knows where the Chinese people who used to be all over the city have gone.
Standing in the palace square built in the 17th century, surrounded by a bunch of ancient buildings with hundreds of years of history, Qin Weidong looked at the busy slaves around him, but he was filled with doubts - it made no sense that not a single Chinese person was missing, they
Where have they all gone?
The sound of buzzing engines was heard in the sky, and the airship of the advance team was landing. All the slaves were curious and puzzled about this big guy. No one knew the origin of this sudden team.
"Let the slaves pull out the gold." Qin Weidong ordered on the intercom.
After all the supplies and equipment on the airship were unloaded, this huge thing was a burden. Qin Weidong decided to let it fly back to Havana by itself. The autopilot system could complete the operation of unmanned flight across the Atlantic, which would also facilitate the advance mission in the future.
Team transportation supplies.
About five tons of gold were also transported together. After Lina Fox learned that gold was found in Luanda, she immediately requested that the gold be transported back to Havana. The currency shortage of the Legion has become more and more serious, and the currency
Austerity is hurting the economy, and this gold comes at just the right time.
Qin Ming walked out of the airship. After a night's rest, his thigh injury was recovering. The effect of the 'treatment needle' was miraculous. Watching the slave push the wooden box containing gold into the airship, he asked in surprise:
“Is there so much gold in Africa?”
"Believe me, the richness of Africa is beyond your imagination. The suffering here is all caused by man-made disasters." Zhang Hong replied casually as he directed the slaves to work.
"Really?" Qin Ming didn't feel that this land was rich, but rather rustic. The infrastructure looked poor, and the people were not good either. He asked in a bored tone. "Is there anything I can do? I
I think I’m recovering pretty well.”
"You...? Go and help Mr. Fuller clean up the warehouse. The gangsters here have been looting everywhere in the past year or so, and the looted things, good and bad, have piled up.
But the thugs here only know how to rob but not to use them, and they never keep accounts. As time goes by, there are too many things, and the personnel are messed up. This results in a large number of items being snatched and then thrown aside. We must clean up and see.
Is there anything I can use?"
Zhang Hong pointed to a row of houses in the distance and sent Qin Ming away. As Qin Ming limped over, he saw a Belgian engineer, a white man named Fuller, commanding a group of low-level slaves.
Cleaning house after house.
After informing him of his intention, Qin Ming was assigned ten ordinary black slaves. His job was to clean and search houses one by one, because the thugs themselves did not know how much they had stolen.
"Those bastards just like to keep robbing, and after robbing, they throw it away in the warehouse or in the open air. People here have bad memories, and they often forget what they did today. So no one can figure out what is here.
You must know that Luanda is the capital of Angola and the most important foreign trade port in Angola. The materials here are actually quite rich.
In fact, our cleaning work is quite fun, it is like digging for treasure. Because you have no idea what is in a tarpaulin, a door you push or a box you open?" Mr. Fuller said.
Explain the situation in simple words.
Qin Ming nodded and became interested. He also thought it was interesting. In fact, the first room he opened contained an extremely rare commodity - palm oil. Barrels after barrels of palm oil were filled with
A whole house.
"Oh my god, there are at least more than two hundred barrels and thirty tons." Mr. Fuller has opened several rooms that were used as warehouses and storage rooms by the thugs, but most of them are rotten sisal and cloth.
Nothing is as useful as these palm oils.
"How come the gangsters here have palm oil?" Qin Ming didn't understand anything. He only knew that he found many, many big barrels. At first he thought they were gasoline, but who knew they were palm oil, which is more valuable than gasoline?
, these edible oils are in short supply even in Havana.
"Angola has a large area of African oil palm planted. Its annual palm oil output is huge, and its export volume is measured in millions of tons. It is normal for thugs to grab these things. I bet this is only part of the goods, nearby
There must be more."
In the end of the world, oil is an extremely important supply. Adequate intake of oil can ensure a person's health and strength. In peacetime, a barrel of cooking oil can be easily purchased in the supermarket. But in the end of the world, you may have to fight for it.
On life.
Mr. Fuller suddenly became extremely excited, and he began to focus on searching the area around the house. Sure enough, in a large pile of garbage in the open air, he found a large number of oil drums ready to be exported abroad. The quantity was extremely astonishing, weighing hundreds of tons.
"The chaotic situation has concealed countless wealth. If this batch of grease can be used, at least thousands of lives can be saved." Looking at the rusty oil drums being thrown casually in the corner, Mr. Fuller was quite sad.
"It would be nice if these things could be discovered earlier."
"It's not too late to find out now." Now Qin Ming felt something about what Zhang Hong just said, "Africa is very rich." But he sneered unceremoniously: "Africans are all beggars guarding the golden mountains. No wonder
People here will starve to death and they deserve it."