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Chapter 34 Assassination

After the company was established, all that was left was to go to Persia to extract oil. This task had to be led by Yang Feng. No one except him knew where the oil fields were. Yang Feng had no pressure to find the oil fields. He went to all the major oil fields in Iran.

After visiting, the general location is quite clear. The rest is nothing more than drilling. Exploration engineers will solve these problems.

But before that, he must first solve the biggest hidden danger in promoting diesel engines.

Outside the port of Gothenburg, a small yacht with a displacement of several dozen tons was undergoing a trial voyage. The shore was full of onlookers, and from time to time they let out a burst of exclamation because the small boat actually ran at a high speed of 25 knots.

"This is absolutely not possible. I have invested more than 100,000 pounds in research funds for steam turbines, and now you are going to give me such an achievement? Nearly 2,000 horsepower propels a small ship of less than 50 tons, and it is only

Can you run twenty-five knots? Are you insulting my IQ?" However, Boss Yang, who was standing on the shore, was extremely dissatisfied. He looked sullenly at the group of people around him, including Parsons and LaVar.

said the engineer.

"Mr. Yang, I think the problem definitely does not lie with the steam turbine. This kind of power is enough to drive a thousand-ton warship. It must be a problem with the ship itself." Parsons explained hurriedly.

He was also surprised by the result. You must know that at this time, many small ironclad ships for offshore defense usually only had more than a thousand horsepower.

"Then what are you waiting for? Stop and find a solution to it quickly. I won't go back today. I will just watch you work here. Tomorrow I must know why a two-thousand-horsepower steam turbine can only make a small boat run twenty-five times.

Festival." Boss Yang Feng said.

Parsons quickly stopped the ongoing trial voyage, drove the Turbonia into the dock, and ran over with a group of engineers to start studying nervously. Looking at their concentrated work, Yang Feng couldn't help but sigh.

This person must not be retained. He still doesn’t know about the propeller cavitation problem. If he knows about this problem, then this small boat can easily run 35 knots. Think about the impact this news will have on his own diesel engine plan.

What a huge blow it caused.

There is no psychological pressure to kill a bunch of people. At his status, human life is basically just a small weight on the balance of interests. It has no other meaning except the number.

But how to complete this work quietly is a problem. He doesn't bother to do something as unskilled as finding someone to shoot a black gun. In fact, he has already prepared for it.

That night, under the strict supervision of Boss Yang, Parsons and his engineers worked until late at night, but still could not find the problem. However, they were already exhausted by this time, and Boss Yang naturally couldn't force them anymore.

Go to sleep first, then talk after you wake up.

Of course, it's almost early in the morning now, and I have to continue working tomorrow. There's no need to go home. Even Boss Yang himself spent one night in a room arranged by the shipyard, let alone those ordinary engineers. No one knew this.

Just two hours later, when everyone fell asleep, Boss Yang quietly opened the suitcase he was carrying.

This is a notebook.

After turning on the computer, it quickly switched to an operation interface. At the same time, in the room where Parsons lived not far away, a pair of small red eyes under the bed lit up.

There is a little monster lying under the bed. It is not much bigger than a fist. It has six mechanical legs and a long probe like a mosquito at the front. It looks ferocious.

This is a specially customized miniature remote-controlled spider robot. Boss Yang uses it to secretly deal with some guys who are not suitable to continue living in the world. The probe in front is actually a syringe, which contains high-concentration drugs.

This is a necessary medicine for Mossad, and in this era there is no possibility of being discovered.

Yang Feng, who was more than ten meters away, controlled the little mechanical spider, climbed out silently in the darkness with his eyes with night vision function, and then climbed up along the wooden bed legs.

Poor Parsons was sleeping soundly at this time! After working all day, he had no idea that his boss had already extended his claws.

The little mechanical spider quickly crawled to his black-haired arm, and the needle coated with anesthetic was gently inserted into the vein. Such a sting would not be noticeable to a sleeping person, and then

The anesthetic began to take effect, and the needle immediately pierced the vein. A tube of gunpowder was slowly injected into Parsons' vein, and the sleeping Parsons entered the gate of hell.

After completing the work, the little mechanical spider quickly climbed out of the bed, then got back under the bed, and then clung to the wooden board under the bed like an fallen bat.

The next morning, Mr. Parsons, the second largest shareholder of the Swedish Young Steam Turbine Company, a famous scientist and the inventor of the reaction steam turbine, suffered from an unknown disease and died of suffocation due to laryngeal spasm.

This was a tragic accident. His family members and lawyers, who were rushed to Sweden from the UK, as well as the Gothenburg Police Department, all confirmed this. There were no injuries on the body of the deceased, and there were no signs of strangulation on his neck. According to the latest reports,

Mr. Laval, who first discovered his death, said that when he came to call Mr. Parsons, the door was still locked. He woke up Mr. Yang, and the two of them broke the door and went in to find out. Then Yang

The big boss asked him to go out to find a doctor, while he tried to take first aid measures.

"I just don't believe that my friend who we worked with until late last night died like that. In fact, Charles' body was already cold at that time. Unless God shows a miracle, no one can save him. If I had known, I wouldn't have been able to save him."

He was asked to work overtime. During this period, Charles was too busy working on the development of steam turbines." Boss Yang said to the police from Gothenburg Police Station full of self-blame.

This was an unexpected tragedy, nothing more. Even if an autopsy was performed at the request of the family, it could only prove that Mr. Parsons died of natural causes. There was no possibility of foul play. Since he died of natural causes, there is nothing to say.

His shares in the Young Steam Turbine Company were inherited by his family, and the unfinished business he left behind was continued by his deputy, Mr. Laval.

However, this blow was still very serious to Boss Yang. His steam turbine research and development work was almost aborted. Although the problem with Turbonia was never found, the reaction steam turbine was actually stranded. Yang's Steam Turbine Company

The main development direction of Yang Feng began to shift to Laval's impulse steam turbine, but the progress was slow. Of course, this was only a small setback for Yang Feng. However, his diesel engine progressed very smoothly. Yang's Power Systems Company soon delivered it to Armstrong Shipyard

The first large-scale marine diesel engine with a total power of 7,000 horsepower was produced, and the trial operation was in good condition.

This news was wildly declared by major European newspapers. Everyone knows what a 7,000-horsepower diesel engine means. The power of the two large ironclad steam engines sold to China by the Germans was only that, but this one does not need a boiler.

Machines that require huge coal bunkers and do not require huge chimneys tens of meters high can almost be said to have brought ship power into a new era. The eyes of the entire Europe have once again focused on the Chinese who have brought them one surprise after another.

On the body.

But by this time Boss Yang had already set off for Persia.

He has nothing to worry about when it comes to the diesel engine. Although the diesel engine delivered to Armstrong Shipyard is claimed to be produced by a Swedish factory, in fact 70% of it is produced by Beauty Head. In terms of performance, he can guarantee it with confidence.

The Nautilus took nearly a hundred Imperial Oil Company employees at a high speed of 28 knots, crossed the Mediterranean Sea, passed through the Suez Canal and then entered the Red Sea. At this time, the Middle East was still the territory of the Ottoman Turkish Empire, although this country had once marched under the city of Vienna.

The powerful empire, like its brothers and sisters in the east, is already declining, but it still maintains a shell painted with tiger skin, and even has a fleet that is not weaker than the Beiyang Navy.

As for her neighbors, the destination of Yang Feng's trip was Persia, or later Iran. Now there are no tiger skins left. This ancient country is still under the rule of the Qajar Dynasty, with Britain in the south and Russia in the north.

Under the pressure of the big powers, we signed a bunch of various treaties, ceded territory to pay compensation, and then ceded territory to pay compensation. Anyway, it was the fate of being divided and cannibalized.

Fortunately, no oil has been discovered. If large oil fields were discovered throughout the Middle East, it would only be a matter of minutes for the two countries to be divided. Because it has no use value, no one has coveted the desert of the Arabian Peninsula so far.

Leaving so much oil underground is simply a crime. We must get it all out and let the world know that this vast sea of ​​sand is an endless treasure house. Looking at the coastline of the Arabian Peninsula on the left, Yang Da

The boss smiled particularly sinisterly.

After crossing the Red Sea, bypassing the Arabian Peninsula and entering the Strait of Hormuz, after docking at Bandar Abbas Port, Holland, the general manager of Imperial Oil Company who had arrived earlier, was already waiting at the port. He was the person Rothschild was looking for.

, it is said that he did business in Iran before and had some contact with the Iranian royal family.

"How was the talk?" Yang Feng asked as soon as he got off the boat.

He was referring to the negotiations with Iran's King Nasser al-Din Shah to monopolize Iranian oil exploration and mining rights.

"His Majesty the King's asking price is too high. He wants 30% of the equity." Holland shrugged.

"Are you kidding? Thirty percent? Then what do we have left? Maybe it's time to put some pressure on him, to make him understand that what is being given to him is charity, and a weak person has no right to make demands." Yang Feng said with a sneer.

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