Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 267: Subtle idea
Remember [lnmao.org] in one second, fast update, no pop-up window, free to read!
In the meeting room, the black gauze stared at Zhou Qingfeng for a long time. The female guards beside her let go of the other arms brokers who were supposed to disperse and slowly walked towards Zhou Qingfeng. Raymond was immediately nervous and nervous. He said helplessly, "Mr. Hugo, what now?"
"Ask me? Should I ask this lady, what should I do now?" Zhou Qingfeng still looked at the woman with a black gauze a few meters away, and even looked at the other person's body with interest and research. So how did ****** grow out?
The black gauze woman sneered again, she waved and sighed: "Other people get out for me."
At the order, everyone froze, and even Raymond and others were driven out. Only Zhou Qingfeng couldn't sit still. The woman in black yarn slowly came up and asked, "You are the Victor Hugo? No matter how prestige you are elsewhere, if you do not give me a satisfactory answer now, you will definitely make you regret your rashness and rudeness. . "
Zhou Qingfeng chuckled, "As far as I know, Cuba imports 85 percent of its food through the Port of Havana. It has been three and a half months since the catastrophe. The food in the Guantánamo Bay base should have been used up already, your men Should I be hungry now? "
These words are obviously about the point, and the black yarn woman sneered again, "This is an open secret. Now there is a shortage of food everywhere, and Latin America is in famine."
It is already 2030, but the problem of food and clothing still plagues most countries in the world. Imagine if 85 percent of China's grain was imported, what would it be. The food price will increase several times, and then the people will rebel long ago!
The Cuban meal almost completely relies on imports for decades. This is not an example. Many countries in Latin America have extremely rich resources and fertile land, but it is a ridiculous and sad thing to do well in agriculture.
"The food has not disappeared, but it has not been shipped to the place where it is needed. Tell me a specific number, how much food do you lack?" Zhou Qingfeng put away his joke and asked seriously.
The black gauze woman was silent for a while and spit out a shocking figure, "20,000 tons, at least 20,000 tons are needed to meet our half-year demand."
"You are embarrassing me, this number exceeds my ability." Zhou Qingfeng said lightly: "However, if you say such a large number, I guess your situation should be extremely bad, has it happened on a large scale? In the case of starving to death, the ruling foundation will collapse? "
The woman in this black gauze didn't answer easily, just asked: "Are you capable of bringing us food? If not, don't waste my time."
Zhou Qingfeng reached out and tapped the computer screen of the armband, and a virtual projection was displayed in front of the two. The woman in black yarn saw that he had opened a map. With a wave of hands, the female guard under her hand pushed over a sofa and brought a bottle of tequila and two glasses.
"Do you want a cigar? Authentic hand-made Cuban cigars. In the past, Cuba ’s foreign exchange income was relying on the export of sugar and cigars. Now, this thing is completely no one wants." Inside are delicate cigars. And she figured out another small box herself, and then a glass of wine and a cigarette in one hand.
However, neither Zhou Qingfeng nor alcohol or cigars. He pointed to Florida on the projected map and said, "This place is very close to you and has been occupied by you Cubans. There should be no shortage of food."
"But the Cubans there are not a gang with us. They want to build a new country in Florida now, so they don't care about us." The black woman said bitterly, "and the National Liberation Front's The gang stopped the Bahamas sea area that was going to Florida. We used to send people to collect food, but the ship was either sunk or captured. "
"So who else has food in the surrounding area" Zhou Qingfeng asked.
"It's the gangs of the National Liberation Front who have mastered the refinery and can produce gasoline and diesel. Now that fuel is scarce and others are rushing to do business with them, they have almost nothing." Hei Sha Said the woman.
"So where is their food stored?"
"Just in Havana, that is the best port in Cuba and the headquarters of the National Liberation Front."
"Why not send a force to attack Havana from behind the sea?" Zhou Qingfeng's pointed at Batavano Bay behind Havana.
Cuba is a long, stripy island, and the capital Havana is right on the slender seaside. Thirty kilometers away from its back is another bay. And when the idea of Zhou Qingfeng attacking from the side and back said, the black woman suddenly fell into contemplation. Soon she realized that the idea was wonderful, even breathing heavily, and her full chest was undulating.
"We ca n’t transport soldiers over long distances, we must use your nuclear power ship" Aurora "of" Aurora Legion ". Now only your" Aurora "can ignore the distance and desperately fly on the sea. Great idea. "The black gauze woman applauded.
Zhou Qingfeng also sighed for this, "I also feel that my attention is very good, you can transport soldiers and equipment to several ships," Aurora "tow your ship to the beach, and then you can start Grab the grain and transport it to the ship. Finally, the "Aurora" will drag the fleet away. "
Looking at such a troublesome transportation plan, the black yarn woman frowned and said, "Can't it be transported at once? How many more ships? Our soldiers can take your Aurora directly."
"Because I'm afraid you will **** my boat!" Zhou Qingfeng chuckled.
The woman in black gauze immediately collapsed, staring at Zhou Qingfeng but she had nothing to say.
"How do you feel about my approach?" Zhou Qingfeng asked again.
The black yarn woman was silent for a while, and said, "It is still very feasible."
"Then let's talk about the issue of transportation costs." Zhou Qingfeng came to a chest expansion exercise, "I need all the C-130J transport aircraft in your hand, the V-22 Osprey tilt rotor." Aircraft, the SH-60 series of helicopters, and the 'Anchorage' dock landing ship also belong to us. "
"What?" Zhou Qingfeng said, the black woman on the opposite side immediately said angrily: "You are dreaming, it's just transportation, fighting or our people, you want to take so many things?"
"I don't take it anyway, you can only keep rust, right?" Zhou Qingfeng looked at the other party and spoke again, snatching again: "This is only part of my request, the food you grab, I want to split in half. "
The black yarn woman stood up and scolded sharply, "Asshole, how dare you make such an excessive request to me? Is there something wrong with your brain? I think you need to be sober and clear."
Watching the black gauze woman turn around and go away, Zhou Qingfeng chuckled: "Hey! Where are you going? You do n’t seem to have told me your name yet."
"Wait for you to calm down, let's talk again, then you will naturally know my name." The black gauze woman stepped away without looking back. When she walked out of the meeting room, she ordered to her female guard: "Look at this kid, from now on, he will not be allowed to leave this room until he understands his current situation."
Hum ..., under house arrest! (To be continued.)