Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 1008: Tell a story

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Two 'Aurora CCTV' reporters are filming the material of today's very busy leadership, mainly because the leader of the regiment, in his busy schedule, leads guests from far away to visit the suburban farm in Havana.

To be honest, Mr. Mugabe is not very comfortable with this kind of boring and false reception. He is actually more anxious to know how much practical benefits Aurora Legion can give him. However, since he proposed that day to help His Excellency the Legion Chief rescue his fellow countrymen, he has not received any sequel.

Mugabe is very worried. After losing all his cards, he is very worried that he will be thrown away by Aurora Legion. Maybe the Chinese leader didn't care about his proposal at all. Maybe the proposal was too difficult and would be delayed for a long time-Mugabe couldn't hold it back, he was almost bankrupt.

It is impossible for the African Union to send money to Mugabe. His mission itself is like buying a one-way ticket. Whether he can return or not depends on the completion of his mission.

However, after suffering three days and three nights in the hotel, Mugabe finally ushered in good news-the Victor Hugo commander of Aurora Legion was willing to meet him in person.

"Mr. Mugabe, can you talk about the situation of my compatriots living in Africa?" Zhou Qingfeng smiled and walked in a low farm shed, this kind of more than ten square meters of sheds spread throughout the whole There are tens of thousands of seats on the outskirts of Havana.

Walking in such a magnificent greenhouse production area, Mugabe has no emotion. He only felt that it was rustic, dirty, dusty, and had an unpleasant smell. As for the head of the legion, he only gave a stuttering answer.

"The Chinese are always busy in Africa. They helped us build many municipal facilities and industrial projects. They also hired many of our locals. They are very generous and kind."

Mugabe racked his brain and wanted to say something good, and said the only impression of the Chinese in his mind. In fact, what he wanted to say is that the Chinese are rich, busy, do not like to cause trouble, and are very good at extortion.

"Does my countrymen have pigs?" Zhou Qingfeng asked, pointing to a pig shed. In front of him is a thousands of square meters of pig shed, and in the compartment is hundreds of screaming fat pigs. The feed for raising pigs is the aged grain and dry water he brought, and the breeding results are not bad.

But Mugabe did n’t know the rare pig farm in front of him. He did n’t know that the pig farm in front of him was unique on Wasteland, and he did n’t know how the Chinese under Zhou Qingfeng ensured the entire army in a difficult environment. The meat supply, he only knows that this place is smelly.

"I think your compatriots have support." Mugabe can only follow the tone of Zhou Qingfeng's.

"Do my compatriots raise chickens? Do they have vegetables? How do they survive? Do they have enemies? How many are they? How are they distributed?" Although Mugabe said uncertainly, Zhou Qingfeng kept asking Non-stop.

Mugabe's tongue-tied question was forced by these problems, and finally he could only admit that he had to contact the African Union before he could give an answer.

"I think you must bring a high-power radio station with the headquarters?" Zhou Qingfeng asked again.

"Of course, I can always contact the headquarters in Angola. I can give an answer to your question quickly. Please believe me, Angola does have your compatriots." Mugabe finally took a breath, he I feel impressed by a large number of unanswerable questions.

Zhou Qingfeng nodded slightly and pointed again to the large number of farm sheds he built: "Mr. Mugabe, do you know how much manpower and resources I have spent to build this farm?"

"I'm sorry, I don't think I can imagine it." Mugabe wanted to be honest, he was not very good at math.

"I spent almost a year, tens of thousands of labor, more than 100,000 tons of coal. In order to carry out earthwork before the nuclear winter passed, we even had to burn coal and bake the ground soft. To build it, I even shot more than 300 idle workers and put more than 1,000 people in hard labor. "

The words Zhou Qingfeng's made Mugabe startled, and he felt that for tens of thousands of mud embryo houses, so much effort was needed to kill?

And Zhou Qingfeng continued: "And I'm based in Havana, and the foundation of the rule of millions of people in Aurora Legion is the more than 30,000 greenhouses. The food we stored and traded in the past has already been consumed, only the production capacity here Supplying legion demand, here is our foundation.

But our production efficiency is too low, and the technology is too backward. I have always wanted to build a modern agriculture, but now it seems that I can only repeat the construction of heating houses to increase production. It is a pity that production and consumption per unit time are not directly proportional! "

Mugabe does n’t even know what Zhou Qingfeng means, and even if Zhou Qingfeng is passed on, how will the Steel Brotherhood ’s Commander David Lawrence and Enclave ’s President Grey Corning hear?

The latter two are afraid that they will scold Zhou Qingfeng for hypocrisy first, and then envy that there are still people in the world who can build farms. You have to know that North America has been unable to expand the scale of agriculture because of drought and breeding stock problems, so it is almost asking for more trade quotas for Aurora Legion in agricultural products.

"The output of these farms is very popular, and they are very easy to sell in the market. We exchange all kinds of food produced here for all the needs we urgently need, and here sustains the destiny of our army."

When Zhou Qingfeng said that this paused a little, Mugabe deeply agreed with this statement. After all, he is most satisfied with Havana ’s food here-I am afraid that I ca n’t find more abundant agricultural products than Havana when I travel around the world The place of production is here, but the production here has made countless people jealous.

"But in order to save my compatriots, I am willing to give half of the production here. You have to know that this is a lot of wealth at present, which can feed the wealth of at least half a million people, not money can be measured."

Zhou Qingfeng did not make it clear that it was necessary to feed the surging population, and only the maggot industry with huge output could barely maintain it. It is absolutely not enough to raise pigs and chickens to grow vegetables.

That ’s why, Zhou Qingfeng urgently needs to increase the number of his compatriots. He previously rescued many Chinese engineers and businessmen who were building locally in Brazil and other South American countries. These people have the same cultural values ​​and the same values ​​have become his most loyal supporters.

And in Africa, there should be more of the same Chinese. This is much more useful than the large numbers of yellow-skinned and white-hearted Chinese who have been rescued in North America. The latter are just Americans and Canadians with Asian faces, and it's good not to be mad at Zhou Qingfeng.

After hearing Zhou Qingfeng confirming his willingness to rescue Chinese people in Africa, Mugabe finally let go of his anxiety, and then he realized that his farm was a good place. The production here is indeed a huge wealth, and this wealth will definitely have his share.

Excited, proud, cheerful, and relaxed, Mugabe suddenly looked agile.

It's coming!

To be successful!

Become a master!

In the near future, you will rule one side and become the overlord!

Of course, we still need to converge now. Let the fool in front of me like himself-just when Mugabe thought about how to flatter the honorable head of the army for the benefit of the future, Zhou Qingfeng instead told him story.

"Mr. Mugabe, did you know? I used to be in New York, and a powerful South American mercenary group called Fernando was rampant in the city, asking everyone to obey him. At that time, my strength was still very weak, mine His friend is still under his control, and he is actually very scared. "

Zhou Qingfeng started, Mugabe could only listen to him, "In the beginning, Fernando asked the Brooklyn community to bow his head to join him. I ’m not a Brooklyn, I do n’t speak. Fernando successfully annexed the Brooklyn community, the power is even more powerful. Powerful.

Then, Fernando asked the Queen's Skull and Bones Society to succumb to join him. I am not a Skull and Bones Society person, I still do not speak. Fernando successfully became the ruling giant of Skull and Bones Society, becoming more arrogant and arrogant.

Once again, Fernando asked the New York branch of the Steel Brotherhood to get out of New York. My relationship with the Brotherhood of Steel is so-so, I still don't speak. Fernando successfully drove the Brotherhood of Steel out of New York, when he was already so powerful.

Finally, Fernando ran to me, asking me to bow down. At that time no one in New York had stood up to speak for me who was almost alone. "

The story is very interesting. Mugabe listened very devotedly. He also subconsciously worried about Zhou Qingfeng, "The enemy is too strong to resist. How do you deal with it? Temporarily compromise or avoid it far away? This really needs to be considered Strategy. "

"I ...? I bombed Fernando with a nuclear bomb!"

Mugabe thought that she would hear a subtle and brilliant response. In the face of strong enemies, the wit and bravery, at least you must have a strong and unyielding tolerant load, which knows ...

What ..., a nuclear bomb? ! The thick threat in this story made Mugabe much more obedient.