Chapter Twenty-Five: How Much Money Works!
At six o'clock in the morning, while the others were still asleep and the goddess was talking to me, the workers of Standard Oil had already gotten up early and started their work, and the manager of the company, Jean Resault, although he was a Frenchman, did not have the characteristic laziness of the French, but was a bit like the German, efficient and fast, which was often admonished by him.
And the bosses have set an example, and the workers must follow suit, as for what will happen if they don't follow suit, according to Jean Rayso's original words, this is Africa, and the most important thing is that they are willing to work!
Although the oil company has always been inhuman, but the local life is not human, so the workers still work very diligently, until one guy suddenly feels the urgency to urinate, and he runs to a dirt slope to free himself.
Then, he saw nearly 100 black uncles squatting at the bottom of the slope!
What kind of scene is this, a man who is in a hurry to release himself uncontrollably, but finds that right under his nose, nearly a hundred pairs of eyes are staring at him, and he can't stop at all, so he can only continue hard.
And the black uncles under the slope are also very martial, and the weapons in their hands are only pointed at the other party, asking him to raise his hand and surrender, and then, under the order of the commander, the black uncles quickly divided into several waves and poured into the drilling camp like a black tide.
"Hands up, guns won't kill!"
Trained by the Cuban regular army and Che Guevara, the Black Uncle guerrillas did not shoot around like the others, but imprisoned all the workers and security guards in the oil wells in their houses, and then the guerrillas removed all the materials available in the camp, including rice, flour, grain and oil, and even the workers' toiletries.
It all came and went quickly, in less than a few hours, and when Rayso was let out of the news, it was only in the evening that the workers who had escaped from the small dark room called tremblingly, asking the company headquarters to bring them some food and drink.
And the rescue came with a few truckloads of canned clothes, as well as three combat teams of the Shadow Company.
Shepard still understands the difference between reality and the game, he divided the combat personnel into three rotation echelons, one is deployed in combat, one is ready to deploy, and the third is waiting for deployment.
After arriving at the scene in a truck, the combat team immediately began to survey the scene and make a detailed record of the confession, including the number of guerrillas and equipment, and Jean Reso took Shepard's hand and said in tears.
"Mr. Shepard, you have also seen how excessive these guerrillas are, we have spent a lot of money to hire you, you are worthy of our commission!"
"Don't worry, we will definitely be worthy of that salary, this time it's me who has just arrived, and we still don't know much about the situation here, so it caused something to go wrong, but next time, it will never be like this!"
"That's good, you see, you see!"
The more Lei Suo talked, the more angry he became, and in the end he couldn't control it, and he kicked on the tall well, grinning his teeth in pain.
Shepard, on the other hand, looked at the camp thoughtfully, and then he asked.
"By the way, how many times have those guerrillas done this?"
"Many times, no less than ten times!"
"Every time?"
"Yes, like locusts, you see, even the door was torn down and taken away!"
"Then they don't kill people and smash equipment every time?"
"Uh, it looks like that!"
Jean Rayso nodded, he carefully recalled, it seemed that it was really like this.
"Don't destroy, don't kill, just grab supplies, these guys can!"
"How can this be okay, Mr. Shepard, we're all in this together!"
Let Reso be aggrieved, Shepard hurriedly explained.
"I mean, these guys are full and full, and in layman's terms, these guys have a long-term vision!"
"It's still a long time, I can't stand it anymore, Mr. Shepard, can you handle it?"
"Of course no problem, just let your people work with peace of mind!"
Shepard watched the team commander gesture to him, nodded, and assured Jean Resso.
"There will never be a next time!"
"No, no, no, I mean, you can't just take the initiative and kill all those guys?"
“?”
Shepard frowned and looked at the guy in front of him, who seemed to have found a life-saving straw, and continued to talk about his thoughts.
"You've got helicopters, machine guns, go into the jungle, cut off the heads of those guys, and hang them on tree trunks! Isn't that the problem solved? ”
"Let Mr. Resso, do you know, the boss who brought me into the industry often said, how much salary do you do, if you can give me 500,000 yuan a month, I guarantee that none of the guerrillas will live, but Standard Oil gives me that money, you let us go into the jungle?"
"But they're harassing the drilling camp!"
"I said, it won't be in the future, so you can rest assured!"
"That's better way!"
Reso left the camp with a gloomy face, and Shepard watched the other party leave, still with a mocking smile on his lips.
"How?"
"I took a look, there were about a hundred to two hundred people, they had trucks, and the wheel prints drove all the way to the depths of the jungle, I asked the local workers, there are quite a few villages in the jungle, probably their camps, these guys like to sneak around in the early hours of the morning, and when the sun just rises to launch a surprise attack, then most of the security guards in these camps are dozing off, and they don't notice the danger at all!"
The squad commander explained to Shepard from the sidelines.
"They are familiar with the situation here, and even know the situation in the camp, so it is easy to get it done!"
"Can you handle it?"
"If it's the brothers of the sog, that's absolutely fine, but with these guys, it's hard!"
The squad commander is from the South Vietnamese Einsatzgruppen, surnamed Nguyen, and is the most familiar with the jungle under Shepard's men!
"That guy still wants us into the jungle, it's too much!"
Shepard looked at the messy footprints on the ground and spat out.
"Send a message to the camp and ask them to come and pick me up, the helicopter has been out for so long, it's time to pull it out!"
"Boss, what do you want to do?"
"It's definitely better to be passive than to take the initiative, gather your brothers, I need you to go into the jungle!"