Lao Cao woke up the next day and felt his crotch was chilly. He was suddenly a little annoyed that the medicine given by the Legion was a good medicine, which made people regain their youth. It was just awkward every day, and it was easy to make mistakes if you were not careful.

Looking at Sandra next to me, the girl has already gone to make breakfast. Although the Legion has a canteen, the girl makes the Mexican breakfast very good, which is more comfortable than eating in the canteen.

After breakfast, Sandra went to school and Lao Cao went to work. He was going to inspect the port of Veracruz today. There was a small refinery and several oil depots, and the crude oil extracted from offshore oil fields would be transported through submarine pipelines.

Lula lit the "Three Antis" in the Port Authority, with no trial, no plea, only ruling. This "mad dog" hung a circle of "street lights" on the road in the port in one breath, scaring the people in the Port Authority to vomit out their guts.

However, this fierce approach made the lower-class workers in Mexico very satisfied. Mexico is not a legal country. Corruption is the norm in officialdom, and integrity is a strange thing. When the lower-class workers saw the hanged officials, they felt very relieved and shouted the name of the commander of the legion!

As for why it is not in accordance with the law... Sorry, the judiciary is too complicated. Uncle Zhou is opening several new departments of the Legion, but the Ministry of Justice cannot handle it. Lina Fox is having a headache about this.

When he arrived at the port of Veracruz, the car drove past the road with telephone poles. Looking at the terrifying corpses on both sides, Lao Cao could only sigh that the legion was still long to go to the regular road.

Enter the port and get off.

Lao Cao was going to see if the oil tanks arranged to maintain last week were good? This matter was of great importance, so I was really worried if I didn't make sure of it with my own eyes. When he got off the car, he saw several armed soldiers escorting a prisoner over, which seemed to be dragging it to the electric pole on the side of the road to hang it.

"No, no, I am not a member of the Port Authority, I am really not a member of the Port Authority. I am just a smuggler, I am a smuggler of 'Incree'. You can't do this, you can't do this!" The prisoner who was taken was struggling desperately and begging.

But Lula's subordinates were all heartless. No matter what the criminals said, they wanted the executive chief to order the chief to hang him, so he would hang him.

When Cao Zhen passed by, he showed a different demeanor from ordinary people. The prisoner escorted shouted like a life-saving straw: "Sir, save me, I am not an official of the Port Authority, I am a smuggler. I can get whatever you want. Oil, do you want oil? Oil from Texas."

The unkempt prisoner shouted heartily. He stood there without leaving without leaving despite the escort soldiers' butt stocks, twisted his body and shouted at Cao Zhen.

Hearing this shout, Cao Zhen stopped and the commander of the legion attaches great importance to oil, but his powerful smuggling channels cannot get oil.

"Wait, can I talk to this guy?" Cao Zhen called out to the soldier in Spanish. Seeing the other party hesitant, he added, "I know your Chief Lula. If this prisoner is useful, I can apply for a release order from Lula."

Cao Zhen's Asian face made his words very convincing, and the escorted prisoner got a five-minute conversation opportunity. After being released, the guy fell to the ground half-paralyze and said with a gasp, "I'm really a smuggler. I can get everything you want from Incree."

"Talk about oil, I'm very interested in this."

"Of course, Texas' oil extraction capacity has been restored very well, but the refinery's processing capacity is seriously insufficient. As long as you need it, I can get you millions of barrels of oil."

Texas is a famous oil producer in the United States, with large output of cotton and beef, and is also very developed in high-tech fields such as aerospace and medicine. Together with California, it has become the state with the best development of the American solid industry.

However, Cao Zhen did not easily believe the prisoner's words. He asked: "Tell me about your identity, how can I believe you?"

"My name is Rick, Rick Steen. An official from the 'Incredley' oil department. I swear I'm saying it is true. You can verify it."

"You are an Incredible official but come to be a smuggler?"

"Yes, this is ridiculous, but we just want to make more money. I want to sell you oil and buy all kinds of consumer goods from you. But the Legion puts an economic blockade on us, what can we do? We also urgently need all kinds of cheap daily necessities."

Rick Steen started to say a very aggrieved, but as he spoke, he became more confident, "We also need clean and comfortable clothes, electrical appliances that improve the quality of life, and export markets to obtain funds. Why do you want to block us economically?"

Cao Zhen asked the armed soldiers again and learned that the prisoner who claimed to be Rick Styne was arrested from the port. He had been hiding in the port area for a while. He was trying to escape when he was arrested, but was executed as an official of the Port Authority.

Cao Zhen did not dare to have in-depth contact with this "smuggler" without authorization. He immediately reported to the Legion headquarters of Locust Ridge with the on-board radio station and asked his boss to make a decision.

"Legislature Commander, if you have a strong demand for oil, then smuggling some from the enemy can solve the urgent problem. After all, our Mining Department has just resumed production, and it will take a long time to increase the output, and I am afraid that it will not be able to meet your current needs."

Cao Zhen made suggestions on the radio and silently waited for Zhou Qingfeng's decision. He was telling the truth. Mexico had just occupied it for a while, and mineral development could not be achieved overnight, but the situation of "Encret" and "Brothers of Steel" was much better.

The key is that Texas is too close to the Aurora Legion and transportation is very convenient.

Lao Cao originally thought that such a suggestion would take a long time to get an answer, but Zhou Qingfeng ordered after pondering for a few seconds: "You can try to communicate with this smuggler and formulate a plan for 'oil for commodities', and I will coordinate it from it. I need a lot of oil, the more the better."

Cao Zhen used a radio station to communicate on the other side of the road, while the semi-paralyzed Rick Steen stared at Cao Zhen's expression in a daze, hoping to see some clues.

The blood pressure of this 'smuggler' is constantly rising, and his mouth is dry. If the official who seems to be of high rank in front of him cannot save him, he will really be hanged.

"What is your official?" Rick turned his head and asked the soldiers escorting him.

"I don't know." The soldiers escorted were not sure, but they were sure, "The people who can erect the 'aura flag' of the legion in front of the car are all at the deputy minister or above."

Hearing the 'Deputy Minister' or above level, Rick's hope was even greater. At this time, Cao Zhen finished the call, walked over with a cold face and said, "Mr. Rick Steine, you are temporarily exempt from the fate of being hanged. But whether you can really survive depends on your next ability."
Chapter completed!