1044 Sorting out the spoils
Come on, this armed woman can’t even see her eyes. Is she afraid that the other party will poke her eyes or something? Not only does she wear a gas mask, but she also wears an explosion-proof helmet.
On the contrary, there is no need to do this, Captain Jingshu!
"Don't worry, Captain Jingshu, we can protect you."
"Even if we can't protect you, don't forget that right now, the top people on Dila's blacklist should be Jay and Mamahas."
Yes.
When Jingshu thought of this and looked at Jie who was trembling in the corner, she felt much more relieved.
At this time, Mamahas and Jie, wearing white robes and a piece of cloth on their heads, looked so thin and bold. They were not armed at all.
Does that mean Jay and Mamahas don't want to arm themselves? They do, but the problem is they don't have one!
They even wanted to have a gas mask to filter out the smell of rotten eggs in the air. The smell was so bad that it made it impossible for people to eat or sleep!
"Then take off the explosion-proof helmet. It's a bit hot." Jingshu took off one layer of explosion-proof helmet, but she was not allowed to take off the two layers of bulletproof vests on her body.
Okay~
cough!
Mr. Zhou arrived with a thermos cup, and everyone was ready. Yang Yang prepared the slides.
Mr. Zhou gave a brief opening speech: "Today was truly an exhilarating fight... no, a battle. Everyone did a great job, but we must not let our guard down."
Everyone nodded. That was right. Just this one order caused their DPI for purchasing goods from the Middle East to skyrocket.
Mr. Zhou continued, "The problem now is how to preserve all the supplies we have. We have too many supplies and we must exchange them for oil as soon as possible.
It just so happens that our brothers in Iran have more oil than they can use up, and they are in urgent need of these supplies. So, we will just flee, no, go directly to our brother country in Iran to exchange supplies and, by the way, ask for their assistance.
Look, Mr. Zhou has an art of speaking. He clearly wanted to escape and beg for help, but he ended up saying that we were going to help a brother country that was suffering so much. This is the art of speaking.
Everyone nodded.
After Mr. Zhou’s opening remarks, it was time to discuss the follow-up plans, and it was Yang Yang’s turn.
Yang Yang said, "We are only 700 kilometers away from the 1,400-kilometer circle. But even if we enter that circle, we have the missiles of our brother countries as a backup. At least we are not afraid of the enemy's large weapons. However, if the enemy does not deploy long-range weapons such as missiles, then we cannot deploy them either. After all, missiles have no eyes."
Everyone nodded, otherwise what if the missile hit one of their own people?
"So, if everything goes smoothly on the road, we can reach the border of our brother country in seven days. However, there is no coast there, so we still face a big difficulty: how to hand over so much supplies to the border."
Yang Yang continued, "The biggest problem is who will Dila's people send after us, and how are we going to escape? Dila's people will chase us like mad dogs, but we have supplies in our hands, so there's no need to fight them. So next, we need to figure out what to do and how to do it. Yes, that's right, the most important thing is to escape."
"Yes, Yang Yang is right. We must not fight with them again. If we do, they will only come in larger numbers."
"We are not fools. We have already taken so many things. Why should we fight with them?"
Everyone started talking at once.
After clarifying the goal, it is easy to make plans. Yang Yang has marked down the things he can remember, and will deal with the things that change suddenly when the time comes.
"Ahem, okay, now I know what everyone cares about most! That is what we have gained, and how much everyone has contributed!" Yang Yang's words aroused the hearts of everyone present!
Tell me, why do people come all this way? Isn't it to make money? Is making money easy?
So, now is the time to count the money.
Yang Yang took out a notebook. This is today's
Every day, while the bugs were moving the goods, he was counting the supplies one by one at the tunnel entrance, as well as all the things summarized by other scorers, contributors, etc.
It's an exciting moment again.
Yang Yang coughed, picked up the loud speaker and said, "Although it's not time to divide the spoils yet, let me first give you a brief account of our gains this time!"
"good!"
"Hurry up and tell me!"
Yang Yang began to read out numbers. As the strings of numbers were spoken, everyone couldn't hide the smiles on their faces.
In the dark corner, Jingshu's eyes were dull. Fortunately, she was wearing a gas mask, otherwise everyone would think she was a fool.
It turned out that Jingshu was also doing the work of counting supplies after the war. After all, the space was completely filled up by her this time.
"Actually, if time wasn't so urgent, I would have sorted it out, removed the boxes, and compressed the things properly, and I should have been able to fit a lot more."
Jingshu is reviewing the battle after the war and accumulating experience.
Yang Yang was reporting numbers at the top, while Jing Shu was unpacking the boxes of supplies below.
All the useful materials were sorted out and put together, and the useless materials were put out separately. Then, after arriving in Iran this time, all these useless materials were sold and exchanged for precious oil.
After all, according to the weight of space, that is, the density ratio, it might take 10 cubic meters of supplies to exchange for 1 cubic meter of oil. In this case, Jingshu would rather fill the space with oil, which obviously can hold more and is more valuable.
"Well, this time we have over 100,000 tons of various ores, all needed for industry. Iran is in great need of these. We also have over 20,000 boxes of finished military uniforms, which they also need."
When Yang Yang talked about this, he could hardly hold back his smile.
Think about it, the clothes and uniforms that Dila gave to his subordinates are like school uniforms, with logos printed on them.
As a result, after a while, these school uniforms appeared in the streets and alleys of Iran. Men, women, children and the elderly wore them, and they all had the logo of the American soldiers printed on them.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
“I find that scene hilarious when I think about it.”
Yang Yang: "Well, okay, in addition to this, there are about 50,000 boxes of canned food for American soldiers. These cans are also military food. This is a precious material. When the time comes, whether to sell it or keep it for ourselves, we can discuss this later."
On this side, when Jingshu heard about these good things, she had almost summarized what she had gained. Jingshu divided them into two parts, one of which was useless.
Most of these are industrial raw materials, and there is also a batch of alloy bullets that look extremely valuable. There are a lot of them, so they are all sold.
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