Chapter 900: Ming Dynasty's Mexico (Fourth update, please subscribe)

Money can move people’s hearts!

This statement is a universal truth. What is Ming Dynasty’s most important investment in Mexico?

It's the oil field!

"Ambassador, this year our oil field production will exceed 6 million tons. According to our analysis, in the next five years, with the market demand, especially the development of the automobile industry, Mexico's oil production will exceed 10 million tons. How could the Mexicans ignore such a huge fortune?"

Facing the concerns of the president of the Bank of Mexico, the person who directly controls Mexico's finances in the Ming Dynasty, Li Chengye asked back.

"So what? Just like Emperor Napoleon III, he started the war and supported the emperor, but then what? They can only withdraw their troops in disgrace, but we can persist here. France did not turn Mexico into their puppet, but we turned Mexico into our economic colony!"

He smiled, stood up, walked to the window and looked down at the crowded street below.

"No matter who is in power in Mexico now, they can't do without us. No matter who it is, Republicans, royalists? Emperors? It doesn't matter. What matters is that we control everything here!"

The reason why Li Chengye was so conceited was that he knew very well that not only had Ming Dynasty's capital long penetrated into every aspect of Mexico, but Ming Dynasty also controlled almost everything in the country.

"You are a banker. You must believe in the power of capital. The power of capital is sometimes more powerful than military power. Of course, military power is also the backing of capital!"

"So, if something happens here, the imperial army will definitely intervene." Du Guobang asked, his cup now empty.

"The Imperial Army will intervene? Invade like the French Army? This goes against the will of the local people who are against colonization. You know, we have the Black Warriors in our hands. With them here, what is there to worry about?"

Li Chengye said, smiling at Du Guobang who seemed not to understand.

"Our oil fields, our mines, our railways, our power companies, and our telegraph companies will always need armed security. In the future, there will be two armies in this country, one belonging to the Mexican government and one belonging to us!"

His eyes still fixed on Mexico City outside the building, Li Chengye said.

"Do you remember how we came here? We came here in the name of a security company. What about now? We just want to continue running the security company. I believe our Black Warrior can guarantee our interests!"

…

The north of Mexico is very dry, with desolate mountains and deserts everywhere. Apart from desert crops such as cacti, there are no other crops. But precisely because of its desolation and its sparsely populated area, this area has become the last refuge for Republican guerrillas in the past decade.

"Long live the Republic!"

Amid shouts, gunshots rang out, and rows of republicans were executed in the desolate desert. Their bodies rolled directly into the sand pit, and blood flowed all over the ground.

The sound of gunfire continued, and soon, there was no one else in the desert except the soldiers in sand-yellow uniforms.

"Clean things up."

After Li Haoze gave orders to his subordinates, he sat in an open truck and observed the surroundings with a telescope again while his subordinates buried everything with desert. Two years ago, after retiring from the army, he was hired by the "Black Samurai Company" and became a mercenary.

It was at that time that he learned that the Ming Dynasty had been sending troops to fight in Mexico. In 1867, after the Civil War, when the French army began to withdraw from Mexico amid protests from both North and South America, South China began to intervene in Mexico. Unlike the French army, the Ming Dynasty was hired by the Mexican Empire as a private security company and sent mercenaries to it.

The so-called "security company" is the "Black Warrior Company" under the Imperial Investigation Department. Most of the company's "employees" are retired officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, and most of them are Japanese mercenaries. From the initial thousand people, to the peak six years ago, there were more than 100,000 "Black Warriors" carrying out military missions throughout Mexico.

They suppressed Republican riots and quelled guerrilla rebellions. It was thanks to their efforts that the Mexican Empire was saved from the brink of collapse. Republican politicians were either shot dead or forced to flee abroad.

The Black Warrior is the savior of the Mexican Empire. Li Haoze has never doubted this.

"Sir, Durres and his gang have been cleared out."

"very good."

Li Haoze nodded and gave orders to the deputy captain Yan Wu.

"Okay, let's go back to the oil field. Our team will be stationed in the oil field from now on."

To a certain extent, the oil fields are their real "employers". Without the oil extracted from the oil fields, there would be no commission for them.

And those oil fields all belonged to the Ming Dynasty without exception - even the security guards of the "Black Warrior Company" entered Mexico in order to "protect" the oil fields - even if the oil fields had not yet been mined, it did not prevent the Mexican royal family from using oil exploration and mining rights as collateral in exchange for loans from the South China Company, and using the loans to hire mercenaries from South China.

A few hours later, a convoy of more than 60 Liberation trucks arrived at the La Pesquera oil field. As soon as the convoy approached the oil field, the oil field security guards noticed them. After confirming their identities, these black warriors who had fought in the desert for more than a month were welcomed into the oil field living area - a small town with a population of more than 5,000. The oil field workers and their families live here, and of course, the managers of Mingmo Petroleum Company and their families also live here.

For the soldiers, this is a home where they can take a hot shower and eat a few hearty meals.

While the soldiers were enjoying a rare relaxation as if they were at home, Li Haoze walked into the office of the oil field office manager.

"Welcome, Captain Li."

Although Li Haoze can be said to have a "notorious reputation", Gu Ping seems very enthusiastic. After all, their safety depends on the black warrior.

"Manager Gu, you don't need to worry about Durres and his gang anymore. They have been dealt with."

"All of them?"

"Yes, all of them!"

When saying this, Li Haoze did not feel any discomfort, as if he was disposing of a pile of garbage.

"Then I'm relieved. You know, what we are most worried about is the safety of the oil pipeline. After learning that they retreated to this area, I haven't slept well for a single day. The oil field produces tens of thousands of barrels of oil every day, all of which are transported to the port through oil pipelines. If the oil pipeline is destroyed, everything will be over. Fortunately, you are here..."

“That’s exactly what we’re here for.”

Li Haoze smiled and then continued.

"According to the company's instructions, we will be temporarily stationed here to protect the safety of the oil field,"

This is the famous Mexico, where mercenaries and companies form a close-knit group that complements each other and is inseparable.

"I have received instructions from the company. This is great. With you, we can sleep soundly!"

(End of this chapter)