Veracruz, Port Authority.

This is the busiest port in Mexico after the Cataclysm. When the Diago regime was controlled, it shouldered the important task of transporting coal and other materials to the Aurora Legion. After the Aurora Legion, it was also an important transit place for the Legion to trade with foreign trade.

And precisely because of the importance of this port, the people of the Port Authority have always been valued. Director Garcia of the Authority is standing at the window of his office, looking at the rows of port cranes not far away and laughing: "No matter who controls Mexico, we need to serve them."

There was a loud laugh in the office, and the bureaucrats of the administration were looking for places to lie or lean on each other. Each person was either holding a bottle of wine or holding a card. These guys went to work at half past ten, got off work at half past two at half past noon, and had to rest for two and a half hours at noon.

Outside the window of the Administration Building, a large group of Mexican coolies are busy like ants in the port. Because many facilities in the port lack maintenance, they can only rely on manpower to work, but manpower transfer seems heavy and inefficient, and the loss is extremely large.

"A crane broke down, and I felt we should increase the loss by another five percentage points." A port manager came in from outside and reported a 'bad news'.

Just hearing this "bad news", a group of Mexican bureaucrats in the office laughed. Compared with the past, the number of foreign trade in the Legion increased by more than ten times. No one cared about where these goods came from, and everyone was only concerned about how to gain benefits from it.

During the reign of the Diago regime, these borers from the Port Authority dared to increase the loss of goods to an astonishing 50%. Now facing the stronger legion, they are not satisfied with the loss at 5%, and greed is expanding infinitely.

As for why these people dare to do this, the basic reason is very simple. They feel that they are irreplaceable. Port management is not an easy task, and it requires a lot of professional knowledge to ensure that the complicated goods shipped from various places can be accurately transported to different destinations.

Another reason is that the goods transported from the port every day are like piles of gold and silver. The officials responsible for transportation must have strict self-discipline to be honest and not corrupt. As for Mexican officials, if the moral integrity is zero, most of them are actually negative.

"Hi..., a batch of clothes will be shipped this afternoon. Good goods." A bureaucrat from the administration suddenly pointed to the computer screen and shouted. Many people looked over and saw a receipt sent by the Legion's Ministry of Commerce.

"Oh..., shipped to Washington, D.C., North America. It is said that His Royal Highness of the Brotherhood of Steel has set up a new territory. It seems that there will be a lot of goods there in the future." Director Garcia looked, "Three thousand containers of cotton shirts and underwear must be very popular."

Another bureaucrat immediately said excitedly: "We are going to get rich, and Incredible smugglers must like these goods. They are also short of clothing, shoes and hats."

The raw materials for clothing are either cotton or chemical fiber. However, the current output of wasteland is very low, and it is impossible to meet the huge social needs. No matter where it is, clothes are a necessity, and people in ragged clothes want to change into new clothes.

As the people from the Port Authority naturally relied on the transport artery of the Legion to make money. Just as they were about to get ready, the Legion's Ministry of Commerce sent another order of goods, and the unification of goods this time was amazing.

"It's a medicine, sent to Angola, Africa." Another exclaimed.

"Five hundred anti-inflammatory drugs in the container, five hundred intestinal drugs in the container, and one thousand medical devices in the container, including sterilization equipment, injection equipment, x-ray machines, b-superoscopes, blood test and blood transfusion equipment. Oh my God, these are all in short supply." Director Garcia was amazed.

If hygiene is not done well, people will get sick or even die. At present, intestinal and infectious diseases are still rampant, and the corresponding drug demand is extremely high. Especially in Africa, they do not have any pharmaceutical capabilities and rely entirely on external input.

Everyone seemed to see huge wealth emerging in front of their eyes. You should know that although pharmaceutical factories in North America are resuming work one after another, the output is quite pitiful and the product line has many shortcomings.

At present, medicines are still in short supply. This batch of goods is used by Zhou Qingfeng to support his compatriots. African compatriots are exporting manpower to the legion. The number of white people pouring into Africa from Europe is huge. Among them, professional talents and young women are urgently needed by the legion.

The Chinese in Africa have now started to engage in slave hunting teams, driving tanks, armored vehicles and armed trucks provided by Zhou Qingfeng are constantly attacking to capture useful slaves. Some people are even no longer satisfied with expanding their power in Africa, and then take the initiative to go to Europe and even the Middle East.

The population transport ships from Africa will dock in Veracruz, and almost all the people from the Port Authority secretly intercept women transported from Africa to enjoy themselves. If the superiors come to investigate, they will be fine if they directly report an epidemic.

So the position of the Port Authority is incredibly fat and crazy. Many people would rather be a small official here than leave. They would not have such a comfortable and good life when they change to other places. This is the most beloved position.

"Call Pophie, we have to plan it." Director Garcia was shouting, he wanted to call his deputy to work together.

The legion has always been extremely strict in the cargo sent to Africa, and the army has been detained by the transport. However, this batch of medical equipment and medicines is so jealous that it is really unwilling to let people in the Port Authority if they don’t bite it properly.

Someone hurriedly called out to Deputy Director Bo Fei on the intercom, but after calling for a long time, he didn't respond. So someone ran out of the Port Authority building to find his own deputy director. The reason for finding this person is that the deputy director has the strongest business ability and knows best how to make money from the transportation process.

The people who went to find him left in a hurry and came back in a hurry. When they came back, they looked pale and shouted with tears in their faces, "Director Garcia, it's not good. Deputy Director Bofi is on the telephone pole."

This sounded like a dead end. Director Garcia frowned and shouted, "What are you talking about? How could Bofie be on the telephone pole?"

"He was hung from a telephone pole."

Director Garcia was even more shocked and angry, "Who...? Who is so brave?"

No one knew what was going on, so Director Garcia had to run out of the office by himself. He led a bunch of people out of the Port Authority building, and indeed saw more than a dozen cars parked on the roadside outside the building, and a group of Mexican workers were hanging slings on the telephone poles on the side of the road.

There were many people standing under the sling, one of whom was wearing a straight uniform and shiny boots. He looked up at Deputy Director Bofie hanging on one of the slings with a gloomy face.

Deputy Director Bofi had his hands tied up and his neck was already hanging on the lasso. He lit a wooden box with his feet and toes, his body swaying back and forth, and his face turned red.

Director Garcia hurried over and heard a gloomy man say to the hanging deputy director Bofi: "If I kick the wooden box, your neck will be broken by your weight in an instant.

Your tongue will stick out, your eyes will protrude from your sockets, and you will die very ugly. But you will die very quickly and there will be no pain.

So I won't do this. I will let you put your toes on your feet and keep placing them. You will suffer so much that you will always be on the verge of life and death. But the desire to survive will make you persist for a long time, even if you exhaust your physical strength.

Trust me, one day, two days, three days, this process is a long torture and will definitely make you mentally collapse.”

Hearing the tormenting words, Director Garcia felt a chill in his heart. He immediately shouted angrily: "Who are you? Let us go."

The gloomy man turned his head and looked over. When he saw Director Garcia with a fierce look on his face, he smiled: "I am Lula, from the Legion's Anti-Counterfeiting and Inventory Committee. He is currently responsible for anti-slacking, anti-corruption, and anti-malfeasance."
Chapter completed!