The rain poured down on a rainy night.
An hour or so later.
The convoy arrived at Fang Tie and their base.
This was the essential route to the mining field, with the base to the north and the mining field to the south. He Liang checked the map and found that the base was only about thirty kiloters from the neighboring country of Rwanda.
In the future, supplies coming from Rwanda would have to pass through here every day. It seed that this neighbor was going to be the kind that they would see whether they looked up or down.
It was good, though, as being far from ho, they could help each other out.
Outside the base.
Large areas of land had been leveled out, with an asphalt road in the middle. The sides were just mud flattened by a roller. Thanks to the drainage design, the area had not turned into a pond.
Their vehicles were parked on the outer mud.
If they parked on the narrow asphalt road,, it would have been as if they were blocking the gate.
Originally, He Liang planned to make do for one night at the mining field,, but then Fang Tie received orders from his superiors, inviting them to spend the night at the base and head to the mining field the next day. At least at the base there were beds, and food was plentiful.
He Liang discussed it with Guan Songlin, reported it to the company, and the company agreed.
Plans are just plans.
Since they had co across the soldiers of Huaxia.
There was no reason to let them sleep in the vehicles at the mining field.
When the convoy reached the base, the soldiers on duty initially thought these were vehicles from so brother units coming to rest and recuperate, as there were many organizations under the United Nations here.
They even had doctors from the World Health Organization.
In other peacekeeping force bases, it was common for people from United Nations branches to co down to work and stay in the camp. They were no longer surprised, though they hadn’t seen the markings on the trucks before.
The person in charge of the base was also from Huaxia.
His na was Huang Hai.
With so many compatriots as neighbors.
He certainly wanted to co out and welco them personally.
Braving the downpour.
Huang Hai walked to the doorway.
He extended his hand.
"Huang Hai."
"He Liang," He Liang replied with a smile.
Without much small talk, this was their way of greeting each other. If they were colleagues, they would add their rank after their nas, but since He Liang had been discharged, a simple introduction using nas sufficed.
After introducing Guan Songlin as well.
"He Liang, Manager Guan, it’s impossible for those vehicles and weapons to enter, and I hope you can understand. There’s nothing I can do," Huang Hai said seriously.
Such bases.
People could enter.
But other people’s weapons and equipnt could not because these vehicles weren’t part of the United Nations branches. Although they were all from Huaxia, they still had to follow the United Nations rules.
This was discipline.
"I understand. Our security team won’t go in; we’ll stand guard outside," He Liang said indifferently. They weren’t delicate; sleeping in the vehicles was what those new to the vehicles longed for.
"This..." Huang Hai felt a bit embarrassed when he looked at Guan Songlin and then at Fang Tie. It felt sowhat wrong to have dostic guests sleeping in their vehicles outside the base.
"Deputy Manager He, how about half of you go inside to sleep?" Guan Songlin suggested.
He Liang quickly responded, "It’s fine. Sleeping in the vehicles is quite comfortable, and we’re used to it. The company has security regulations for vehicle-related property. Even if we could drive in, we’d still have to stand guard.
"Moreover, protecting the safety of the company’s employees and property is our job. Manager Guan, you should sleep well inside tonight. Tomorrow’s task won’t be an easy one, and you’ll need good rest."
Guan Songlin also felt it wasn’t safe to leave so many vehicles outside the base.
He didn’t insist.
Nodding, he said, "Then I’ll leave it to you for tonight."
"It’s our duty," He Liang replied with a smile.
Upon hearing these four words.
Huang Hai smiled as well. Duty—these two words carried significant aning. He couldn’t help but nod inwardly. They were truly soldiers of Huaxia; even after discharge, discipline and duty, loyalty to their responsibilities were still etched in their hearts.
Subsequently.
Under Guan Songlin’s organization, the employees of Wan Qing Mining were accommodated in the base and arranged in the resettlent houses designated for outsiders. The conditions here were quite good, with hardened roads and decent landscaping.
There were many resettlent houses.
All equipped with bunk beds.
With just dozens of people from Wan Qing Mining, a few rooms were enough for them to settle down. After a simple wash-up, everyone from Wan Qing Mining went to sleep because there were only five or six hours left until dawn, and they would have to start working then.
Outside the base.
The Humrs and potassium transport vehicles enclosed the other vehicles, with their headlights on, guarding three directions.
In the vehicles.
He Liang also went to sleep, quickly replenishing his strength.
For a while.
The base quieted down.
The rainy night continued to pour down.
...
The base had quieted down.
Yet, many people couldn’t fall asleep.
They were receiving continuous calls from He Liang.
The local black prison began to bustle with activity.
Located in Bei Ji Province, this was Sadoke’s territory, where the influence of the black prison wasn’t significant before.
The reason was simple.
Most of the mining fields here were operated by interest groups led by Sadoke. Whether it was Chai Ren or the Africa United Mining Group, even the industry alliance under Tang Qing had no mines here.
A remote province without vested interests, right on the edge of Congo Gold.
Why would the black prison ’conduct business’ here?
However, infiltration efforts do not discriminate by location. Tang Qing had set a strict requirent that infiltration was not to be judged by remoteness but by population size.
As long as there were people, and a certain number of them.
The command room would send soone over.
To settle down.
To work undercover.
To lie in wait.
To gather intelligence.
To await orders.
It was because of this that they had easily rescued the daughter of a Russian tycoon from Sadoke’s grasp last ti, and it was also then that the black prison first began operations here, selling Sadoke an AK production line.
But at that ti, Sadoke didn’t know it was the black prison who had sold it to him.
He kept inquiring and investigating.
But to no avail.
Just a week ago, the black prison approached Sadoke for a straight talk. Only then did Sadoke realize which force had dared to snatch his ’hostage.’ The purpose of this confrontation was to negotiate ’mbership fees’ for owning mines in Bei Ji Province.
Sadoke originally thought the black prison just wanted so favors from him.
But that was only one of their goals.
More importantly, they wanted the right to operate undisturbed on his territory, which included unhindered mining operations, cargo transportation, easy personnel movent, and tax benefits among other conditions.
Sadoke was taken aback.
Since the black prison declared
Protecting the interests of the black prison and its mbers was their mission, and if Sadoke could not guarantee these, they would take matters into their own hands to safeguard their interests.
In the end, Sadoke weighed the pros and cons and saw no problem with helping a friend out.
So he gladly agreed.
He promised to handle all official matters himself.
Tax benefits, free pass inspections, warning local forces and tribes with designs on targeting them, etc., but Sadoke did not guarantee that those tribes and forces would definitely comply; he only said he would caution them.
His heavy implication of wanting a payoff suggested he thought he had the black prison pegged.
Only.
At this point in the discussion.
In the midst of Sadoke’s puzzled gaze.
The representatives of the black prison walked out.
They left with swagger.
...
When it cos to bargaining.
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That requires both parties to lay all their cards on the table first.
...
Bei Ji Province.
To the south.
Within a large tribe.
The tribe was vast, with a population nearing a hundred thousand, practically the scale of a small town. Due to its size, it beca the largest force within tens of kiloters, intimidating all around it...
Because there were many people.
There were many weapons.
Basically, no one dared to provoke them.
This led to a relatively lax internal security; the external security was the sa, with only a dozen people guarding each of the entrances and exits. In such heavy rain, the guards huddled inside wooden huts playing cards.
In the torrential rain.
Three black Ford off-road vehicles arrived at the checkpoint.
Seeing the flashing headlights.
They were instantly startled.
Hastily grabbing their weapons, they rushed out.
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