In the following days, Lin Zhenhua, Li Hui, Chen Tian, Lao Dao and others formed a goodwill delegation and launched shuttle diplomacy. Accompanied by Orri and Vahir, they visited several surrounding tribes, where they discussed friendship and formed alliances of cooperation.

Of course, making people want to ally with you is not something that can be achieved by just saying nice words. Lin Zhenhua relied on the economic strength of Hanhua Heavy Industries and the ability to provide equipment. These tribal tribes in Southern Sudan are very economically backward and completely agrarian. Lin Zhenhua undertook training. The veterans brought by Lin Zhenhua have all become military advisers, enjoying the treatment of being saluted wherever they go.

The military literacy of the veterans really impressed these tribal militiamen. Ori had his militia pit against Chinese veterans, and all of them were brought down within three moves. Ori also personally went to the field fortifications built by the veterans outside the Voheni tribe, and Han Zhiyong personally explained to him what a ring fortification was, what was a reverse firepower point, and what was a forward firepower point, which made Ori dizzy.

Li Hui rebelled against Lin Zhenhua's promise to build a hospital in the tribal area, but when it came to private occasions, Li Hui asked Lin Zhenhua about his guilt and asked him why he wanted to build armed forces in the local area.

Lin Zhenhua smiled and said, "Sister Li, you should remember a sentence, it is said that without the people's armament, there will be nothing for the people." Do you think that's right? ”

This sentence is very familiar to Li Hui, and as a former soldier, she also believes in this sentence very much. When Lin Zhenhua asked this, Li Hui was a little stunned, she hesitated for a while before replying: "However, this is our domestic matter, and it can't be used in international affairs." ”

Lin Zhenhua said: "Sister Li, you, after the completion of the Xiya Oil Refinery, the lives of the local people will be greatly improved, and this will inevitably attract the peeps of some people with ulterior motives." If they don't have a strong arm, how can they protect the fruits of their labor? ”

"Who will spy on them?" Li Hui didn't understand.

Lin Zhenhua said with a smile: "Mao Zhuxi said that imperialism will not die. When the people of southern Sudan live happily ever after, won't international imperialism intervene in the destruction? ”

"I really don't understand what you're trying to do." Li Huili couldn't help Lin Zhenhua, so he had to ask himself: "What kind of director is your Director Chen?" Why do I think he's a little bit of a ghost? ”

Lin Zhenhua felt sweating profusely, Chen Tian was working on the secret front, wasn't he just a little ghostly? Li Huiren is indeed poisonous enough. However, he couldn't explain these things to Li Hui, so he could only undertake the day when the factory was ignited and put into production.

On this day, the refinery was lit up inside and outside, and the black masses from all tribes gathered outside the designated safe zone, singing and dancing, and beaming towards this exciting moment.

Although the Xiya refinery is only a 500,000-ton-per-year refinery, it is still extremely spectacular after it is built. The plant covers an area of more than 2,000 acres, with a variety of process pipelines of more than 100 kilometers, desalination tanks, heating furnaces, primary distillation towers, atmospheric pressure towers, stripping towers, vacuum towers and other large containers densely packed, crude oil tanks, refined oil tanks and other dotted around. In addition to these production facilities, the factory has various facilities such as office buildings, dormitory buildings, parking lots, sewage treatment plants, hospitals, etc., making it almost like an industrial city.

The technicians and workers sent by Hanhua Heavy Industries have carried out joint test operation of various equipment in advance, and confirmed that the equipment is in good condition and has the conditions for ignition and production.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, Birm, the chief of the Siya tribe, together with Zhu Tiejun, a representative sent by Hanhua Heavy Industries, cut the big red ribbon in front of the atmospheric and vacuum heating furnace and announced the official start of the ignition ceremony.

The workers in the workshop started the operation step by step, they pressed the button and started the heating furnace. The fuel is ejected from the nozzle and burned in the furnace. Subsequently, the crude oil passes through the oil pipeline and enters the pipes in the heating furnace, where it is heated into high-temperature oil, and then transported to distillation, catalytic cracking and other units, where it is broken down into diesel, gasoline and kerosene. The workers in charge of the operation here are all skilled workers of petrochemical machines in those years, and they are now the backbone talents of Hanhua Heavy Industry.

When the news came out of the workshop that the first batch of gasoline had been successfully refined, he rushed into the workshop and asked the workers to fill him with a barrel of freshly refined gasoline, and then carried the oil drum and strode out to the safety line. He held the oil drum high and shouted to the onlookers, "Quick, this is the gasoline we have made ourselves!" We have our own gasoline now! Several subordinates pushed a car with an empty tank to Wahir's side, and then poured gasoline from Vahir's hand into the car. Vahir himself got into the cab, twisted the key, and the car's trigger sounded happily.

"It worked!"

"It's our own gasoline!"

"We've got gas!"

The onlookers reveled, and Wahir drove his car around the factory area, and the black people who came to see the lighting ceremony ran along with the car powered by the Siya tribe's own gasoline, shouting all kinds of slogans as they ran, and the factory area suddenly turned into a sea of joy.

In addition to the purely lively crowd, there was another special group of people who attended the ceremony, representatives of oil companies from all over Southern Sudan and several surrounding countries.

In the past, gasoline and diesel fuel in Central African countries came from other places, and some even crossed the ocean from the United States, Europe and other places. Due to the high cost of transportation and the price increase of middlemen, the price of local refined oil has remained high, and the price of gasoline in these countries with a per capita GDP of only two or three hundred dollars is more than twice that of the United States, which has a per capita GDP of 20,000 US dollars.

Nowadays, the Xiya refinery has been put into operation, using locally produced oil, which is cheap and easy to transport, and everyone who does not want to be the first to sign a supply agreement with the Xiya refinery.

For the representatives of these oil companies, Vahir has long been arranged. He instructed people to take out samples of gasoline and diesel and hand them over to various oil companies for testing. After the technical personnel of the oil company used their own equipment to inspect, they unanimously agreed that all the indicators of the oil products refined by Xiya Refinery were qualified and reached the level of imported oil products.

At this time, everyone no longer doubted, and they rushed to the signing room prepared by Vahir in advance, began to order various oil products, and the checks flew like snowflakes to the finances of the Xiya refinery. Afterwards, according to Wahir's statistics, in just half a day, the Xiya refinery received an order of 70 million US dollars, and the advance payment alone was as high as more than 20 million US dollars. Wahir couldn't close his mouth with joy, he had been the head of the Ministry of Industry for so many years, and he had never even taken $5 million in his hands.

"Mr. Zhu, Mr. Lin, thank you very much for bringing wealth to our Xiya tribe." Birm stood on a high place, witnessing the grand scene in front of him, and stretched out his hand to Zhu Tiejun and Lin Zhenhua with a smile.

Zhu Tiejun and Lin Zhenhua shook hands with Birm respectively and congratulated Birm.

The chiefs of several other tribes also arrived, and they all stepped forward to congratulate Bilm and express their desire to build a harmonious society with the Siya tribe. Everyone knows that after the black oil is refined, the money that flows out of the pipes is all white silver. Everyone's hearts were filled with all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred, but their faces were all smiling, as if they had made a fortune in their own family.

The Xiya tribe was originally a big tribe in the local area, but now with such a cash cow as an oil refinery, its strength has suddenly doubled. The surrounding tribes had only two options, either to defect to the Siya tribe and become a member of the alliance, or to join a foreign power and become an enemy of the Siya tribe.

After the mediation of Lin Zhenhua and others some time ago, these tribes all chose the former and prepared to defect to the Xiya tribe. Everyone nominally formed an alliance, but in reality everyone knew that this alliance was centered on the Xiya tribe led by Bilm, and the other tribes had to follow Bilm's lead.

"Mr. Birm, the refinery has been put into operation, I hope you can keep the past and build the refinery, this incident makes me believe a little more, the Chinese are good friends of our Africans."

"Thank you Chief Bilm for your trust and I look forward to our next step in working together." Lin Zhenhua said.