In Tripoli, the staff of the embassy and consulates had no rest at all, but the good thing this time was that they had the experience of Yemen to learn from, and the early preparations were relatively sufficient.
Moreover, in Libija, the big cities are basically along the Mediterranean coast, and most of the people in other places are oil field or construction workers, so the people are relatively concentrated.
But compared to Yemen, the number of people who need to be evacuated from Lipiya is much higher. There are tens of thousands of Chinese workers working on many infrastructure and energy projects here.
"What a heavy loss." A man in his early fifties, with gray hair and a somewhat serious face, stood in front of the window. The streets outside the window were in chaos.
"As long as I'm fine, it'll be fine. Ambassador Li, do you want to take a rest? I'll probably be even busier tomorrow." Luo Jialing, dressed in professional attire, held a bowl of instant noodles in her hand, "How about I make one for you."
Ambassador Li shook his head. He didn't expect this little girl to be so calm. "Is there really no problem at Ojila?" He had been paying attention to the riots in the oil field. The emergency command center was located in the embassy. Various
Situations and problems are gathered here, and everyone is trying their best to solve them.
"Don't worry, those workers are already on their way to Benghazi. Those people have been helping some oil field workers go to safety for the past two months, and they are very skilled." Luo Jialing thought to herself, how could that money man allow someone to go to Benghazi?
Wreak havoc on his property.
"By the way, if you need anything, just contact those people. They can have connections with the military and local armed forces. Even those who are against the team may be able to contact them." Luo Jialing sucked the noodles into her mouth.
"Li," Han Hu said.
She really knew Xu Chuan very well, "No need, no need. That guy took advantage of the boss this time and asked him to help deliver some people."
Luo Jialing is not here for intelligence. Her current identity is a clerk in the embassy, and Xu Zhengyang is placing her in different positions for training.
"However, fortunately, the relevant departments' early warning was very timely. If we had not started preparing until now, we still don't know what kind of chaos it would have been." Ambassador Li looked at the armed police patrolling the embassy wall and said with emotion.
Someone had taken advantage of the chaos to attack the embassy before. If two teams of armed police soldiers had not been added in advance, the place might have been destroyed.
Luo Jialing has already finished her last sip of soup. Although there is a certain tacit understanding between several countries on this matter, it is impossible for them to tell you all the specific plans. How to control the time depends on the intelligence.
France is determined to kill Cardano this time, partly for energy, and partly to save the face lost at the previous G8 summit.
The only aircraft carrier, the Charles de Gaulle, has entered the Mediterranean. Countries organized by NATO have responded by sending their own warships to show support.
Ojila and Xu Chuan were in the canteen in the camp, wearing aprons and cooking dumplings. A few people who knew how to make dumplings were working together. Damn, there were all kinds of dumplings in the pot. A few guys on the side were asking if there were any blackberries.
Or cherry filling.
Lao Maozi also has dumplings, which are similar to the Chinese ones, but in addition to meat and vegetables, there are also various fruit flavors that can be dipped in cream.
The taste is amazing, everyone should try it if you have the chance.
Some of the people who used lethal force went to clean up the camp, put out some open fires, and then piled the corpses at the gate of the camp. Several prisoners were tied up and dumped next to the corpses. Dimitri also arranged sentries by the way.
, others are waiting in the cafeteria.
"Boss, are there any soy sauce and garlic?" Zhang Biao held up a bottle of vinegar. Northeastern people like to dip their dumplings in soy sauce. "You are evil, can you see if there is any in it?"
Dumplings have different dipping sauces in different parts of China. The south uses vinegar, the northeast likes soy sauce and garlic paste, and the northwest, needless to say, uses chili oil in Sichuan. The most difficult thing is the North China region where Xuchuan is located, which is completely caught in the middle.
middle.
Xu Chuan said that he likes soy sauce, vinegar and chili oil. Well, Lao Ganma can do it too.
As for these old fools, let them eat the butter.
"Boss, what should we do with those prisoners?" Zhang Biao ate two plates and a bowl of dumpling soup, and finally thought of something serious.
"What should I do? Let their family come to redeem the person. Don't they have to pay for breaking so many bottles and cans?" Xu Chuan said as it should be.
Zhang Biao looked at him with a grin, "Do you think they can be rich? Those guns were made by a soldier who escaped from the army. He originally wanted to lead the people in his village to grab a vote."
But the person is dead now.
This place has gradually lost order. This has happened in the surrounding oil fields. Not to mention here, even in the big cities in Benghazi, violent incidents such as beating, smashing, looting and burning have occurred.
I heard that in Ajdabiya, some construction projects contracted by Chinese people have been robbed, and the situation has begun to get out of control.
For some big countries, they are happy to see this kind of loss of control. Although Xu Chuan sympathizes, he understands that this is not something he can intervene in. It is better to find a way to make a profit later.
"I estimate that this battle will last at least half a year, maybe longer. This is also an oil-producing area. After Kadazou is killed, these oil-producing areas will be the key areas for new forces to compete with each other. We have to fight against each other in half a year.
Let's do a good job here." Xu Chuan smiled slightly on his face.
Zhang Biao shuddered. Every time he smiled like this, he just didn't intend to do anything good. "There are at least three to four thousand people in the nearby villages and towns. It's good that we can protect ourselves."
"What does it matter if there are many people? If there is no organization, it is just a mob, and I have no intention of doing it myself." Although Xu Chuan is a man of money, he never goes it alone when doing business. It's not that he doesn't want to, but that he can't.
"Wait until daybreak, solve these people's troubles, and let's go take a look around." When he said this, Xu Chuan's eyes lit up.
Zhang Biao immediately understood what he meant, "Boss, it's all for someone's own good." The 1.9-meter-old man was very helpless. This boss's brain circuit was indeed not normal.
"You have an owner, call it and see if it agrees to you?" This sentence is a joke. Xu Chuan has no intention of taking these unattended oil fields as his own, because that is impossible. The owners of these oil fields are not
Mobil is an energy giant like Chevron, and we only mess with them when we are tired.
But before these people return, he can integrate the villages and towns here, control the roads and oil pipelines, and let them buy the water they drink. As long as he controls these, he can legitimately collect protection fees from these energy companies.
, Bah, we cooperated.
Hey, shouldn't we discuss this with someone in Xiangjiang?
Speaking of Xiangjiang, he thought of his psychiatrist Li Xin'er. He didn't know whether her boyfriend was dead or not. Han Chen was broken by himself. If he could still get his head shot, he really deserved it. It would be better to go to the psychiatrist to comfort him then.