This is the busiest port in Mexico after the Cataclysm. When the Diego regime controlled it, it shouldered the important task of transporting coal and other materials to the Aurora Legion. After the Aurora Legion took control, it was also an important transit point for the Legion's foreign trade.
And precisely because of the importance of this port, the people of the Port Administration have always been reused. Director Garcia of the Administration was standing at the window of his office, looking at the rows of port cranes not far away and laughing: "No matter what
Whoever controls Mexico needs us to serve them."
There was a burst of laughter in the office, and the bureaucrats of the administration were looking for a place to lie down or lean on each other. Everyone was either carrying a bottle of wine or holding cards. These guys go to work at 10:30 every day, and they work twice a day.
I get off work at 30:30 and take a two-and-a-half-hour break at noon.
Outside the window of the administration building, there is a large group of Mexican coolies busy like ants in the port. Due to the lack of maintenance of many facilities in the port, they can only rely on manpower to work. However, manpower transfer is cumbersome and inefficient, resulting in huge losses.
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"A crane is broken. I think we should increase the loss by another five percentage points." A port management staff member came in from outside and reported "bad news."
Just hearing this 'bad news', a group of Mexican bureaucrats in the office burst out laughing. Compared to the past, the Legion's foreign trade volume has increased more than ten times. No one cares where these goods come from, everyone only cares about how to obtain benefits from them.
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During the reign of Diego's regime, the port management bugs dared to increase the cargo loss to an astonishing 50%. But now facing a more powerful army, they have set the loss at less than 5%.
Satisfied, greed expands infinitely.
As for why these people dare to do this, the basic reason is very simple. They feel that they are irreplaceable. Port management is not an easy task. It requires a lot of professional knowledge to ensure that the heavy cargo shipped from various places can be accurately transported to different destinations.
destination.
Another reason is that the goods transported from the port every day are like piles of gold and silver. The officials responsible for transportation must have very strict self-discipline to be honest and corruption-free. But Mexican officials have zero integrity.
That's good, most of them are actually negative numbers.
"Hi..., a batch of clothes will be shipped this afternoon. Good quality goods." A bureaucrat from the administration suddenly pointed at the computer screen and shouted. Many people looked over and saw that it was a document issued by the Legion's Commerce Department.
Incoming manifest.
"Oh..., it is shipped to Washington, D.C. in North America. It is said that the Princess of the Brotherhood of Steel has established a new territory there. It seems that there will be a lot of goods sent there in the future." Director Garcia looked at it, "Three thousand containers.
Cotton shirts and underwear, these must be very popular."
Another bureaucrat immediately said excitedly: "We are going to make a fortune. The smugglers in the Enclave must like these goods. They are also in short supply of clothing, shoes and hats and other goods."
The raw materials for clothing are either cotton or chemical fiber. However, the current output of both cotton and chemical fiber in the wasteland is very low, and there is no way to meet the huge social demand. No matter where it is, wearing clothes is a necessity, and people in ragged clothes
Everyone wants to change into new clothes.
As they rely on mountains and rivers, the people in the Port Authority naturally rely on the transportation artery of the Legion to make a fortune. Just as they are gearing up, the Commerce Department of the Legion once again sends a cargo list. This time the goods are surprisingly uniform.
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"It's medicine, sent to Angola, Africa." Someone else exclaimed.
"Five hundred containers of anti-inflammatory drugs, five hundred containers of intestinal drugs. One thousand containers of medical equipment, including sterilization equipment, injection equipment, X-ray machines, B-ultrasound machines, and blood testing and transfusion equipment. Days
Oh, these are extremely scarce goods." Director Garcia was amazed.
Without good hygiene, people will get sick or even die. At present, intestinal and infectious diseases are still rampant, and the demand for corresponding drugs is huge. Especially in Africa, it does not have any pharmaceutical capabilities and relies entirely on external input.
Everyone seems to see huge wealth emerging before their eyes. You must know that although pharmaceutical factories in North America are gradually resuming operations, the output is quite pitiful and the product line has many defects.
There is still an acute shortage of medicines. This batch of goods was used by Zhou Qingfeng to support African compatriots. African compatriots exported manpower to the legion. A huge number of white people poured into Africa from Europe. Among them, professional talents and young women were urgently needed by the legion.
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The Chinese in Africa have now begun to set up slave-catching teams, driving tanks, armored vehicles, and armed trucks provided by Zhou Qingfeng. They are constantly attacking to capture those useful slaves. Some people are even no longer satisfied with expanding their power in Africa and actively go there.
Europe and even the Middle East.
Human transport ships from Africa would dock in Veracruz, and almost everyone in the port authority would secretly intercept the women transported from Africa for their own enjoyment. If the superiors came to investigate, they would just report a disease and they would be fine.
Therefore, the positions in the Port Authority are incredibly fat and crazy. Many people would rather be a small official here than leave. They would not have such a comfortable life in other places. This is the most beloved position.
"Call Boffi, we have to make a good plan." Director Garcia was calling, and he wanted to call his deputy to work together.
The legion has always been extremely strict with the goods sent to Africa, and the transportation is under military supervision. But this batch of medical equipment and medicines is so jealous that people from the port authority are really unwilling to take a good bite.
Someone quickly called Deputy Director Bo Fei on the intercom, but there was no response after calling for a long time. Then someone ran out of the Port Authority building to find his deputy director. The reason why they found this person was because the deputy director had the best professional ability.
Strong, knows best how to make money from transportation.
The people who were looking for him left in a hurry and came back in a hurry. When they came back, their faces were pale, and they cried and sweated profusely: "Director Garcia, it's not good. Deputy Director Bofi was at the telephone pole.
superior."
These words sounded meaningless. Director Garcia frowned and shouted: "What are you talking about? Why is Bophy on the telephone pole?"
"He was hung from a telephone pole."
Director Garcia was even more shocked and angry, "Who...? Who is so bold?"
No one knew what happened, so Director Garcia had no choice but to run out of the office. He rushed out of the Port Authority building with a group of people, and sure enough he saw a dozen cars parked on the roadside outside the building.
A group of Mexican workers are hanging slings on telephone poles on the roadside.
There were many people standing under the slings, the leader of whom was wearing a crisp uniform and shiny boots. His face was gloomy, and he looked up with a sneer at Deputy Director Bo Fei who was hanging on one of the slings.
Deputy Director Bofi's hands were tied, and his neck was hung on the noose. His toes were touching a wooden box, his body was rocking back and forth, and his face was red.
Director Garcia hurried over and heard the gloomy man saying to the hanging Deputy Director Boffi: "If I kick the wooden box, your neck will be broken by my own weight in an instant.
Your tongue will stick out, your eyes will protrude from your sockets, and your death will be ugly. But your death will be quick and painless.
So I won't do this. I will let you stand on your tiptoes and keep doing it. You will suffer terribly from this and will always be on the edge of life and death. But the desire to survive will make you persist for a long time, even if your physical strength is exhausted, you must persist.
Believe me, one day, two days, three days, this process is a long ordeal and will definitely make you mentally broken."
Hearing the torture words, Director Garcia felt a chill in his heart. He immediately shouted angrily: "Who are you? Put our people down quickly."
The gloomy man turned his head and looked over. When he saw Director Garcia with a fierce look on his face, he grinned: "I am Lula, from the legion's counter-revolutionary and liquidation committee. I am currently responsible for anti-sabotage, anti-corruption, and anti-malfeasance."
When Garcia heard the name Lula, his heart suddenly felt paralyzed, as if he had encountered a natural enemy.