Red Alert: I am a sheikh in the Middle East

In the middle of the mountain depression, a huge steel car with a height of three floors, like a giant steel beast, drove straight towards this side.

Old Hassan hurriedly told everyone to disperse, and Zhang Ga stepped aside.

However, the base car rushed into the oil field, and then the eight giant tires fell to the sides, and the base car was disassembled and rebuilt on the spot amidst the deafening sound of gears turning.

Thick concrete walls and roof, unfolding quickly.

In the blink of an eye, a huge concrete building painted with bright red paint appeared in front of everyone, completely covering the oil field under their feet.

Zhang Ga stared blankly at the base, its shape was sharp and angular, rough and powerful, full of a majestic and powerful aura.

He couldn't help shouting "Ulla!"

However, Chief Zhang resisted the urge anyway, because Old Hassan was already lying at his feet, his hot red lips kissing his dusty shoe upper crazily.

"You built a red palace on the spring of hell to prevent this disaster! You are the great sage appointed by the god, and you will unify the country of Garan and bring justice and order to the world! Damn!"

All the tribesmen also fell to their knees at this time, with tears in their eyes, convinced, and shouted after Old Hassan: "Wow!"

Zhang Ga got goosebumps all over his body, but he still bent down, helped Old Hassan up, and shouted to everyone: "Be flat!"

Old Hassan took his hand and said in a low voice: "Great Saint, although the disaster has been prevented now, we have lost our fields, and we only have enough food for 20 days, so please decide as soon as possible which tribe we should take us to." begging."

"Beg...begging?" Zhang Ga was stunned, "Why beg?"

Old Hassan said with a normal face: "This is our tradition. When a tribe has nothing to eat, they can go to other tribes to beg."

"Then, will other tribes give it?"

"They have two options. The first is to merge with us into a tribe and give us enough food for a whole year."

"What about the second?"

"The second is to give us food for one day, and then we rely on this food to go to the next tribe to beg."

What a weird tradition!

He co-authored himself to either give away the tribe directly, or he had to be the leader of the beggar gang all the time.

Zhang Ga was already going crazy.

But thinking about it carefully, this setting seems to make sense.

Keeping bankrupt tribes from starving and other tribes from being overburdened.

Zhang Ga looked up at the mighty and domineering base, waved his hands and said, "I see, let me think about it first. You send people to guard the entrance of the valley, and don't let anyone come near here."

Old Hassan nodded and retreated with the other tribal people.

Zhang Ga took a deep breath, walked to the base platform, and a thick iron door slowly rose, revealing a dark interior.

At the same time, a touchable interactive holographic projection screen suddenly appeared in front of him.

The homepage is the current base information.

【Base 1 (Soviet Army)/LV1】

[Armor: Concrete]

[Building Unlock: Magnetic Reactor]

[Unlocking Arms: None]

[Mechanical Unit Unlock: None]

Zhang Ga had played Red Police before, and knew that the magnetic energy reactor of the Soviet army was actually a power plant.

Other buildings, such as barracks and ore refineries, need to build a magnetic reactor before they can be unlocked.

After all, the operation of modern buildings requires electricity, which is very scientific!

After building the barracks, you can unlock a series of arms, such as the most basic conscripts, engineers, and huskies.

Mechanical units need to build a heavy industry, that is, a tank factory to unlock.

After reading the base information, Zhang Ga suppressed his inner excitement, and turned to the next page to check, but it was the data of the base's own oil wells.

【Technology Drilling Oil Well/LV1】

【Daily oil production: 2000 tons】

【Reserve: 5/120000 tons】

Chapter 3

In such a short time, 5 tons of crude oil have been extracted!

This is directly fuel injection!

But it’s not surprising to think about it. The world’s highest daily crude oil production record is the Cerro Azer No. 4 well in the Gulf of Mexico, with an initial daily output of 3.714 tons of crude oil. That is the real abnormality.

On the other hand, China, as the world's largest oil consumer, can drill an oil well with a daily output of [-] tons.

A domestic oil well has a lot of daily output, all of which are in single-digit tonnage, so firecrackers have to be set off to celebrate this.

Now there is an oil well randomly popping up here in Garland Country, which is a high-yield well with a daily output of 2000 tons. This is still the lowest grade of oil well.

However, there is a question now, how to realize these crude oil?

Even if he wanted to sell it, he had to be able to ship it out!

Forget it, let's not think about it, anyway, the oil well can store 30 days of production.

The most urgent task now is to build a magnetic power plant and charge up the mobile phone, no, it is to unlock the barracks and explode hundreds of overcoats to protect themselves.

(Note: The image of the recruiter in "Red Alert 2" is wearing a brown coat, with an ammunition belt diagonally across, equipped with an AK-47 and an Uzi submachine gun, hence the nickname "Brother Coat".)

Zhang Ga immediately clicked on the construction page and chose the only unlocked building "Magnetic Energy Reactor".

However, he was about to choose to build, but a "personal information" dialog box popped up.

[Please select the currency unit: US dollar/Euro/Huaxia currency/Ruble/Japanese yen...]

Zhang Ga decisively chose "Huaxia currency".

Then the "Personal Information" interface is updated in real time:

[The selection is complete, the selected currency unit: Huaxia currency, with an initial capital of 5000 million Huaxia currency! 】

[Reward for newcomers: a hyperspace transport ship]

[Host: Zhang Ga]

[Fund: 5000 million Huaxia coins (deposited in Huaxia Bank virtual account)]

Only 5000...

Zhang Ga twitched his lips, it was less than the novice gift package of the protagonist of the Urban Shenhao web novel!

But what is the hyperspace transport ship rewarded by novices?

On the warehouse panel, an ordinary oil tanker icon was flickering slightly.

Zhang Ga clicked on it and looked at the information:

【Hyperspace transport ship lv1】

[Optional form: oil tanker, bulk carrier]

【Load capacity: 50000 tons】

[Power: nuclear power]

【Speed: 15 knots】

[Feature 1: Hyperspace connection.The warehouse is directly connected with the base storage space. 】

[Characteristic 2: Time and space transfer.It can instantly appear in any sea area on the earth (cooling time is 24 hours). 】

Zhang Ga opened his mouth wide in surprise.

"Nuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuukuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Zhang Ga now has two problems in realizing crude oil, one is transportation and the other is buyers.

Now the transportation is solved, just need to find the right buyer.

Then send it directly with the hyperspace transport ship, perfect!

There are still a lot of data and functions in the base, and Zhang Ga doesn't have time to take a closer look at it.

His mobile phone had automatically shut down, so he quickly clicked on the magnetic energy reactor and chose to build it.

Select the construction site on the pop-up floor plan, and confirm.

From the account, 600 million Huaxia coins were instantly deducted.

The entire base began to run rumblingly, and in less than 2 minutes, a base vehicle that was several yards smaller slowly drove out of the production workshop.

The small base vehicle drove directly to the open space selected just now, and unfolded after a while, turning into a magnetic reactor with faint blue light shining.

The two clansmen who happened to pass by watched the whole process with dumbstruck eyes.

After the reactor started to operate, the two clansmen fell to the ground at the same time, bathing their bodies in the faint blue light.

The power was successfully turned on, and the entire inner base was suddenly brightly lit.

It was only supported by the emergency power supply just now, but now that there is a power supply, the base is finally operating normally.

At the same time, there are two more options in the column of unlocking the base building: Soviet barracks and ore refinery.

Among the power data, the power generation and consumption of each unit also appeared.

The power generation of the magnetic power plant is 150 (note, the power unit is unified as kilowatts per hour), the base occupies 50, the barracks 10, and the mine 50. These three can directly kill 110.

Moreover, the cost of military construction is 500 million, and the mine is as high as 2000 million!

Zhang Ga's heart ached for a while, his fans of "Thunderbolt Thunderbolt", how many coins would he have to invest in exchange for this money!

And once these two are created, my assets will be 1900 million left in a blink of an eye...

5000 start is really poor!

Just when Zhang Ga was hesitating, Old Hassan ran over suddenly, bowed reverently to him, and said out of breath, "Report to the Great Sage, there is someone at the mouth of the valley who wants to see you."

Zhang Ga slightly frowned and asked, "Who is it?"

Old Hassan said: "They are from the Kamash tribe. They are the largest tribe within a radius of ten kilometers. Their chief Sapir is a brutal guy."

Zhang Ga asked, "What is the purpose of their visit?"

Old Hassan said with a sad face: "They said they came here on behalf of a powerful 'thug' army, and they must talk to you, the Great Saint."

……

The entire Fakhru tribe is located in a circular valley, and only one valley mouth has a road to enter and exit.

Of course, in the other direction, there is a small path leading to the outside.

It's just that except for the people of this tribe and another small tribe connected to the path, almost no one knows the existence of this path.

Zhang Ga put on the most solemn dress of the old chief—a khaki gown, and came to the valley entrance to meet those members of the Kamash tribe.

There are three people on the other side, but the leader is a strong man.

After seeing Zhang Ga, the strong man not only did not salute, but sarcastically laughed: "Old Hassan, why did your tribe change a monkey to be the chief! Hahahaha!"

The two companions behind the strong man also laughed.

Old Hassan blushed with anger, and couldn't help scolding loudly: "Ga is not only the chief of our tribe, but also the great saint of the entire Garan tribe!"

The tribal people guarding the entrance of the valley on the left and right also showed indignation.

Unexpectedly, the strong man laughed even more presumptuously when he heard this.

After laughing, the brawny man yelled: "From today onwards, the powerful 'thug' army will be the ruler of Garland, and we, Chief Sapir, will be the administrator of this mountainous area! I am here to announce that the administrator Order!"

Old Hassan was so angry that his lips trembled. He pointed at the strong man and said, "Traitors, you are traitors of the holy Garan tribe!"

The strong man sneered and spit thick phlegm on the ground.

Zhang Ga shook his head when he saw it, and sighed: "The local aborigines are too rude!"

He raised his chin and asked the strong man, "What do you want from me?"

The strong man squinted at him, and said loudly: "The powerful 'thug' legion now needs to be recruited, and the quota allocated to you by our Sapir consul is [-] young and middle-aged men!