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Chapter 2046: Not Afraid of the Cold or the Wind

That place is close to the area controlled by the old chief. Because of frequent attacks, the army has decided to abandon it as the first place.

According to the traditional practice of the US military stationed around the world, a few bombs will bring peace to the world and they will never leave any for the opposition. It is good to be rich and powerful.

Ji Donglai saw the importance of this place at a glance. It was well connected and a great place to repair various things.

The cement floor here is 300 centimeters thick, enough to take off and land a fully loaded Chinook. With this kind of floor, Ji Donglai is not worried about the Hundred-ton King coming.

Look at those houses again, the garages and the surrounding outbuildings, they are simply too good to be true.

There are four such bases in total, and the distance between them is at least 70 kilometers.

According to the ownership, this place is the permanent property of the US military. Ji Donglai directly bought it for one million US dollars. Ji Donglai called his men and they went there.

When they arrived at the place, the local American troops had already boarded the vehicles and were preparing to withdraw. Ji Donglai's men and the local armed men just came over, with both families holding their guns very low.

"We will come here tomorrow to take these equipment away..."

Pointing at the scrapped cars or unmanned jeeps in the yard, an officer made gestures to Ji Donglai, who directly stuffed two stacks of US dollars into his hands.

According to tradition, everything that cannot be taken away is destroyed and bombs are installed in important locations.

"All the things in this base are yours now, sir, please sign!"

Ji Donglai loves the tradition of the US military very much. Giving up means giving up everything, taking away human lives, and leaving nothing behind. The officer in front of him should have received the news. The Pentagon also reported the bombs that they wanted money to plant. The funds saved this time can go into the officer's pocket.

Take away Ji Donglai's signature. Pat the partition in front of the car, and the opponent's Hummer convoy retreats in front of the previously tense opponents.

Looking at this rotten place where they had been stationed for more than ten years, there was not a trace of nostalgia in the other side's eyes. So many comrades died here, and they had to be on guard against attacks every day in fear, not knowing when the attack mission would come. The entire convoy was disgusted to the core.

The officer took out one of the stacks of US dollars and handed it to his deputy, who opened it and distributed it to everyone tacitly. In the following days, these US dollars would be returned to Ji Donglai through entertainment venues around the base, and Ji Donglai's men would all take over the four bases.

Originally, Ji Donglai thought that what he saw here were just those, but when he entered, he found that there was a huge oil storage tank under each base, the kind that held 300,000 liters, and they were almost all full.

"I love this land. Let's build a gas station and a maintenance station to give our brothers good food and good food. From now on, this is ours!"

The things in the oil tank alone are worth more than what Ji Donglai gave to the American military officer. What does it mean to sit on a mine?

The maintenance supplies, daily necessities, and various war preparedness supplies here are piled up like mountains. Some of them are nominally expired, but they are actually all good.

All of Ji Donglai's idle workers in Central Asia came here to train the locals to start business. No one cared about the mask incident. In the difficult environment of the locals, just getting this meal into their mouths was enough.

Changing the car's oil?

If it doesn't exist, just add it, don't mention anything else.

As for waste... they never exist. As long as you don't want them, the locals will take them away. This is the current Afghan!
"Bring the cracker here, between these four gas stations. From now on, the finished oil produced will be supplied to four places!" "Also build a foundry. The era of the US military is coming to an end, and our stage is just beginning. The locals really need us to bring civilization and advancement from the East!"

After meeting with the old chief several times, Ji Donglai finally decided to bring what the local area really needed.

Now, several large industries in Jidonglai are protected by the old chief’s armed forces. War, harsh environment, and conservative civilization are all important issues restricting local development.

Ji Donglai decided to follow his own steps. When a large number of companies went bankrupt, Ji Donglai sent people from China to this side and took steady steps.

All U.S. military bases are powered by generators, but when Ji Dong came here, all were powered by photovoltaics.

Even the roof of the gas station was installed with photovoltaic power by Ji Donglai. He used part of the electricity for his own business and the other part for the old chief's village as tax revenue.

Based on Ji Donglai's several industries, Ji Donglai and the old chief reached an agreement to build a large number of irrigated farmland bases, which would supply the US military bases and generate income for local people.

"Mr. Ji, can we sell you local products? We are in urgent need of your advanced equipment. We have been suppressed for too long!"

The old chief has hardly ever left his territory in his entire life. Today, he stepped out of his comfortable environment and visited the wave cracking plant that Ji Donglai was building under heavy protection.

Like many leaders in barren lands, the old chief was very sad to see the poverty of the people in his country, especially after Ji Donglai saw so much advanced technology from the East.

These things were impossible to see in Europeans before, and more people liked to take things away from here or dump them.

"Let's build a beverage production line for you first, little by little. If too many advanced things come, you won't be able to accept them! There are more carrots here, so we can make carrot juice. You locals like it very much."

"I'll try my best to arrange the dye production line and the drugs. I hope you can sort it out with the authorities."

Facing this elder, Ji Donglai's heart was full of respect.

In a piece of land, a person who always leads his people to fight for freedom and refuses to accept slavery is a saint no matter where he is. Ji Donglai will do his best to do it.

"Thank you. The formalities will be completed quickly. You have received equipment, and we agree to pay with supplies. You can ask us for anything you need in this land."

The old chief was full of respect for Ji Donglai, a businessman who had always lived in harmony with the locals.

No exploitation, just cooperation.

There were no excessive demands. Some locals were not happy with this, but Ji Donglai did not force them. This was in stark contrast to the arrogant Europeans.

In this way, Ji Donglai ordered a beverage production line from China. This thing was outdated in China, so Xin Li asked someone to buy an old one and refurbish it, and then began to organize the shipment.

After going through many hardships, Zhao Shuying successfully arrived in Tashkent, and Hu Xinyu was admitted to the Capital Central Hospital. Fortunately, she was discovered in time, and Hu Xinyu underwent surgery directly and is currently undergoing rehabilitation training.

(End of this chapter)