Chapter 168: The Former Target (2/3)

Tian Buzi looked at Cheng Zhiyuan, who sent him a hand-cranked generator, and his mood was a little complicated, this middle-aged man was the target of his last mission before he crossed over. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info In some novels and film and television dramas, there is always such a killer, they only kill those who deserve to die. But after all, it is a novel and a film and television drama, and in reality, professional killers basically don't care about these.

Obviously, Tian Buzi is a professional killer in this kind of reality, he traveled thousands of miles from Chicago to the magic capital of China, not to investigate whether this middle-aged man should die, what he wanted to do was just to let him leave this world with the conclusion of "natural death" on the official paperwork.

However, after Tian Buzi studied his target for half a month, he decided to give Cheng Zhiyuan some drugs that stimulated his heart during the process of fitness, so that when he finally left this world with the diagnosis of "sudden death in cardiac arrest", Cheng Zhiyuan disappeared in front of his eyes in an instantaneous way in the underground parking lot of the gym.

"I heard that the British Concession in Tianjin has been electrified, however, just in case, we still have this for you. Connect this connector to the radio's battery, and you keep rocking the two swing arms to charge the battery. Cheng Zhiyuan obviously didn't recognize this professional killer who had been following him for more than half a month, and seriously introduced the use of this hand-cranked generator that he had saved.

Cheng Zhiyuan, 45 years old, is an electrical engineer. At present, he is the captain of the fire brigade of the green paint district and the boss of the maintenance team of the green paint district. Before the crossing, he ran a small company with electrical automation technology as the main business in Huaxia Magic City, and he had a patented technology in his hand, and the company's business was not bad, and there was a kind of thriving momentum.

It was this patent he made himself that gave his company a good prospect, and it was also this patent that allowed him to attract professional killers on the other side of the ocean.

An American company wants to buy this patent in the hands of Cheng Zhiyuan, and the price seems to be good, but Cheng Zhiyuan intends to use this patent to give the company a firm foothold in the electrical automation industry, and does not want to sell it to the Yankees.

If Cheng Zhiyuan disappears into this world, then the American company only needs to get Cheng Zhiyuan's heirs who do not understand electrical automation technology to obtain this patent. Obviously, such a situation is much simpler and less expensive than dealing with Cheng Zhiyuan, an expert.

Cheng Zhiyuan, who had explained the precautions for use, was going to the green paint area to attend the hearing of the executive committee on the construction of the power plant. From D-day to the present, the electricity supply in the green paint area has been provided by oil-fired generators. As long as the supply of fuel is cut off, not only will the armored vehicles and tanks not be able to drive, but even the lighting and communication equipment will have to stop. Zhao Yiyi wants to take back the initiative from the "director team" little by little, and in the current situation of temporarily solving the food problem, the energy problem will be put on the agenda.

For safety reasons, the closer the power plant is to the green paint area, the better, but the water in the green paint area is maintained by pumping groundwater from deep wells, and although the water safety is guaranteed, the amount of water is limited. I'm afraid it's a bit difficult to supply water to a thermal power plant for a long time.

As for the construction of small hydroelectric power stations in nearby places with water conservancy conditions, the hydropower stations will be further away from the green paint area, which will make the current shortage of manpower in the crossing more prominent. Even if they wanted to send native troops to garrison them, they wouldn't be able to muster that many men.

The security force has now grown to 300 troops, but it is still not enough to meet the ever-expanding routine patrols and policing of the territory. The Japanese continued to shrink their defensive lines, and the Qing army still consistently insisted on playing the Great Law of Turtle Shrinkage, and the area under the actual control of the people was getting bigger and bigger.

The Qing army stationed in Lushun did not know for what reason, and had completely abandoned the large area between Lushun and Jinzhou, and did not even send a patrol horse team, so they were completely trapped in the Lushun fortress. After a short period of unmanaged vacuum, the local indigenous people actually ran to Thirty Mile Fort to ask the Great Song Dynasty to send troops to patrol here and exercise the right to manage. Bandits and routs are doing evil here, so the local natives are overwhelmed, and they can only turn to the traversal for help.

The secession of the Liaodong Peninsula is the strategic purpose of crossing the will to win, this three-regardless region is in the core area of the cross-public base after the war, of course, Zhao Yi can not let it go, now refuse the request of these local natives, and if he wants to restore the administration in the region in the future, he will have to face more resistance.

Now that the Japanese navy has actually lifted the blockade of Dalian Bay, the price of grain in the areas under the control of the public has begun to fall, and the salaries of the security forces have begun to be paid in the form of silver.

At present, if we want to build a thermal power station relatively close to the water source, it is necessary to expand the number of security forces, which will not only test the pockets of the traversers, but also test the ability of the Homeland Security Department to work. Let a group of natives with guns wander in their own core territory, and no one has a bottom in their hearts, they are all children who grew up under the red flag of the 21st century, who have experienced the matter of launching a mass revolution, how to manage these indigenous troops whose three views are so different from their own is also a difficult problem.

In the end, at the hearing, the location of the thermal power plant became a problem of a loop, and more indigenous troops were needed to build the power plant in the right place, and more money was needed to expand the security army, and the money was moved to the expansion army and there was not enough cash to start the power plant construction project. discussed and discussed, and finally found that the most important thing was to let Tian Buzi hurry across the sea to ask for the money owed by Lord Zhongtang.

Tian Buzi, who was packing up his equipment, received the last equipment prepared for him by the Military Intelligence Department, a large stack of "certificates" issued by the Great Song Dynasty, a director of the Great Song Royal Medical Association, a director of the Royal Song Surgical Association, an honorary doctor of the Great Song Royal Medical College, and so on. This is a masterpiece of a buddy who gave false testimony before crossing over, in one of Zhao's words, there is a shortage of serious talents in the green paint area, it is this kind of unreliable wonder that you can't count, not only can you make up an orchestra, if you want to find a serious cross talk, you can make up a few pairs of people.

Tian Buzi looked at the large stack of certificates and couldn't help but shake his head. The intention of the executive committee is obvious, as soon as these things are hung in the clinic, he will belong to half of the diplomats in Tianjin, which will make it clear to everyone that he is a member of the Great Song Dynasty. These would give him certain privileges in the British Concession, and it would also be the executive committee members who would remind him not to risk his own wet work.

Hmph, do you underestimate me, do you think that I won't be able to play happily in Tianjin? Do you think that if these cultural relics from a hundred years ago pay attention to me, I won't be able to get things done? Immature! Tian Buzi thought to himself.