"Boom!"
As a trustworthy contractor, he fulfills every clause in the contract without fail.
He was very careful about losing face by cheating and shirking his duties.
As for things not specified in the contract, there's no need to tell the client, such as the exact quantity of spoils.
First, there was the issue of supplies. To prevent their fuel supply from being cut off, Osa directly requisitioned a semi-trailer tanker truck. Combined with the underground tanks in the camp's fuel depot, Xia Yu obtained a total of more than 80 tons of diesel fuel.
This number seems impressive, but in terms of value, it's less than $100,000.
Xia Yu gains the convenience of not having to frequently visit gas stations, which also reduces range anxiety during battles.
Of course, this specifically refers to vehicles.
This amount of fuel isn't even enough for an aircraft carrier to run for half a day; surface vehicles and aircraft are the real fuel guzzlers.
All the regular bullets in the ammunition depot were also moved to the storage warehouse for disassembly and classification. The reprinted bullets have a longer shelf life and their performance is more in line with the original design standards.
The 73mm shaped charge and armor-piercing fragmentation rounds of the BMP-1 can also be reused to print 125mm shells.
Waste is shameful, and it's a blessing to be able to find suitable metals without having to rummage through scrap yards.
After clearing out the supplies, more than an hour had passed before Xia Yu finally carried his gun to the battalion headquarters building.
He was quite looking forward to keeping all the valuables here, and many others shared his anticipation.
"Da~da~da~~"
Upon seeing a room on the second floor with a welded steel door, where two black men were working with saw blades, Xia Yu fired a burst of AK-105 bullets.
Short-barreled missiles are great for indoor use, but there are too few people and the efficiency is low.
"Calling Domi, please respond if you hear me."
Xia Yu turned on the radio and quickly received a response.
"Sir, I've flipped my car."
Domi sounded frustrated; he had messed things up.
Well, it was expected, considering he'd only been learning to drive for two days!
He wouldn't be angry. Even if the car overturned badly, he could still fix it in a few hours. Besides, Domi perfectly carried out the task Xia Yu assigned him.
"Then wait a few hours, I'll come find you at dawn."
Xia Yu had placed a GPS tracker in the car, which is why he didn't tell Duomi the rendezvous point.
"Yes, sir!"
After ending the call, Xia Yu took out a bunch of keys from his pocket, which he had taken from the major in the car.
After successfully unlocking the door with the third key, I was stunned by the scene inside.
The entire room, including the four walls and the center, was lined with shelves like those in a hardware store, filled with colorful banknotes.
It's not the d'orange, but the local currency, the French franc.
The smallest denomination is one hundred, the most common denominations are two hundred, five hundred, and one thousand, and the least common are five thousand, ten thousand, and twenty thousand.
The official exchange rate is one US dollar to about two thousand French francs. The largest denomination, twenty thousand francs, is only worth about eleven or twelve dollars. Moreover, due to the armed unrest, it is likely to depreciate even more.
Does he still want it?
Of course, it's not like weeds are worthless; we can use it to hire villagers from Bogo Village to build houses and pave roads.
After this riot, Xia Yu realized that towns were not as safe as villages. Even wealthy communities like Blackhorn were easily breached, but villages were a different story.
If the villagers can be trusted, they will all be your informants; if armed militants come charging in aggressively, they will all pick up AKs.
Before the construction team grows bigger and stronger, Xia Yu is well-suited to living in the village, provided that the village undergoes some modern renovations.
Having access to water and electricity is the most basic requirement. If we can't afford to pave the entire road with cement, then we'll use a mixture of lime, sand, and clay to make the most basic soil hardening.
This material is cheap, but it's a bit labor-intensive. If Bogo Village doesn't have enough manpower, they'll hire people from the surrounding villages. Anyway, this room full of new and old banknotes is definitely enough.
The key issue now is that he can't carry it all by himself. The vehicles in both garages are not easy to be exposed to the light. Otherwise, he could just find a truck in the parking lot outside and fill the back of the truck.
With this in mind, Xia Yu focused his attention on the system.
[Congratulations, host, for achieving a cumulative "five kills" in vehicle driving. Garage #3 is now unlocked.]
That's settled. For the vehicle assistance system, storing vehicles is the most basic issue, and it's also the highest priority for unlocking functions each time.
It's a bit of a pity, though. Including the BMP-1 that got the first kill, Xia Yu only managed to take down five vehicles with vehicles.
Of the remaining four vehicles, some were killed by him in a solo assault after dismounting, while others were blown up by landmines.
But there was no point in thinking about it too much. The situation was so urgent that ensuring one's own safety was the top priority. Reality is not like an online game where you can use resurrection coins.
Xia Yu went out and found a truck, and also found a lot of woven bags in the kitchen, which were all packaging for finished agricultural products.
Taking advantage of the last darkness before dawn, Xia Yu filled sacks with money and threw them directly from the second-floor window into the back of the truck below.
If only all of this were in US dollars, retirement would be no problem.
Xia Yu imagined that after using up the last bag, there would still be a shelf full of two hundred-yuan bills left unpacked.
Forget it, a 200-yuan note isn't even worth one RMB. I'll save my energy and keep looting!
After going downstairs and storing the truck in Garage No. 3, Xia Yu re-entered the building and searched several rooms on the second floor that resembled officers' quarters, finding scattered sums of over ten thousand US dollars.
It has to be these high-value targets; the ordinary soldiers in the barracks will most likely only get francs.
Will there be even bigger surprises to come?
The answer is yes.
Xia Yu found an open safe in Osa's room, and a black suitcase under his bed.
After discarding the two useless passports, Xia Yu packed his valuables, weighing no more than 3 kilograms, into his backpack and then looked at his suitcase.
Since no respectable person has a customs TAS key, he used a screwdriver to break the zipper pull, and when he opened it, a unique smell of ink hit him.
The green Franklin smiles at Xia Yu, its length, width, and height roughly multiplied by one, and its number is around two hundred stacks.
He said that besides their own currency, how could banks not hold any US dollars in reserves? The majority of their reserves should be held here.
That's great; the passive income generated by the contract is several times higher than the contract itself.
Such opportunities don't come every time, and Xia Yu was very lucky to receive such a great gift when she first entered the industry.
Hopefully, Lady Luck will continue to favor him, allowing him to grow bigger and stronger, and achieve even greater success.
Holding a stool in one hand and dragging a suitcase in the other, Xia Yu went downstairs and launched the launch vehicle.
He pulled Major Osa out of the passenger seat and placed him on the chair, then put the suitcase in the passenger seat, closed the door, and put the car back in the garage at dawn.
Not having a storage ring is such a hassle, but the system has already been very lenient by allowing him to skirt the rules, so we can't ask for more.
"Gurgle~~"
Xia Yu, who had been working non-stop all night, was finally hungry. However, all the camping equipment was on the opposite mountain, and it was not realistic to go to the camp cafeteria to cook a dish. So he could only take out the last of his rations.
Beside Osa, a square plastic box on a folding table was steaming.
Xia Yu sneaked into the canteen and found that he had blown the kitchen to smithereens with one shot. Fortunately, a pot of hard-boiled eggs specially prepared for officers was not affected.
Xia Yu thought he could eat ten, but actually three was already a bit too much.
Xia Yu opened the box of the self-heating hot pot that had traveled across the ocean to Afica, worth $20, and started eating after keeping the eggs warm in the soup.
Halfway through the meal, Anka's convoy appeared, with eight trucks carrying half a battalion of soldiers.
At that moment, old Anka was also in his son's jeep.
Although he was afraid that Xia Yu would lie and lead them into a trap, his trusted confidants (locals) who had been sent to the villages near the camp reported back to him that the cannons had been fired all night.
My heart instantly calmed down, and I started raising money as quickly as possible.
With banks closed and previous advance payments already made, Old Anka's cash flow is on the verge of collapse.
If you really can't raise enough, just use gold bars to make up the difference. Anyway, it's more than 10% more than the international gold price, so that gentleman shouldn't be dissatisfied.
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