It was because of Li Yan and Mike. Fabier spoke in English with a strong southern accent, so even Secretary Zhu, who knew a little English, did not know what the two of them were talking about. Secretary Zhu and Governor Li only saw that Li Yan, who was still very normal just now, changed when he saw the person in charge of the convoy. The two of them had never seen Li Yan so excited before. After all, the two of them had always thought that Li Yan was a very strict and solemn person. However, the current situation had broken their expectations. The two of them had never thought that Li Yan would carry a grown man around in circles. Moreover, the two of them did not expect the person in charge of the motorcade to let others hug him. Because Secretary Zhu knew a little English, he had previously negotiated with the person in charge and knew that his name was Mike. The two of them had spent a lot of effort to persuade Mike to wait for Li Yan here. However, even when the convoy was waiting here, the engine had not been turned off. If anything happened, they would be able to evacuate in time. Secretary Zhu had already seen that there were 23 trucks. The drivers were all holding short guns, and the people in the front passenger seat were using long guns. If these people really wanted to leave, with more than 40 long and short guns and trucks, the militia in Green Camel Town with javelins and the guards with five bullets per person would not be able to stop them. However, such a cautious person acted as if he and Li Yan had known each other for many years. The two of them looked at each other and saw something special in each other's eyes.
While the two of them were communicating, Li Yan had also finished communicating with Mike. In the end, Mike did not agree to Li Yan's suggestion to go to his office for a drink no matter what Li Yan said. After all, Mike was not here specifically to visit Li Yan. Mike was now on a mission. Of course, unlike Li Yan, who was in the US Navy Intelligence Bureau, Mike was now an employee of the US Federal Bureau of Investigation. The FBI urgently arrested Mike on charges of plotting multiple murders and explosions. No information was leaked before the arrest. When Mike knew that the person in front of him was the FBI, he had three guns pointed at his head. After he was taken to the Houston Police Station, Mike planned to commit suicide in case he couldn't take it anymore. However, to his surprise, a director of the FBI gave Mike two choices after a brief conversation. One was to go to the famous Alcatraz Island in San Francisco and sit in jail until he died. The other was to go to the war-torn China as an employee of the Federal Bureau of Investigation to help the American government do something that was inconvenient for the American government. In exchange, Mike's previous criminal record would be erased, and he wouldn't have to betray anyone. He could even go back on the day he signed the contract to make some necessary preparations. Without a doubt, Mike chose the second path. After all, it was better for him to die than to stay on Demon Island for the rest of his life. Although it was dangerous to go to China, there was still a possibility of survival. After Mike signed the contract with the FBI, he was released. For Mike's safety and to prevent Li Yan's two brothers from thinking that Mike had betrayed them, the FBI even specially allowed Mike to make a copy of the employee contract signed by Mike.
Less than 100 meters after Mike walked out of the police station, he was picked up by Li Yan's elder brother in his car. Mike immediately told Li Yan's elder brother about the experience of the past few hours and the contract. He also took out a copy of the contract and asked Li Yan's elder brother for his opinion. Li Yan's family already knew about Li Yan's trip to China at that time, but because the US Navy Intelligence Bureau was involved in this matter, they did not announce it to the public. Therefore, when Li Yan's elder brother found out that the FBI's operation was to force Mike to go to China, he gave up his previous plan. He told Mike about Li Yan in the car and brought Mike back to his hometown in Sera Blanca. He told Mike to bid farewell to his family and make some preparations. He also told Li Yan's mother about these things. When the agreed date arrived, the FBI came to take Mike aboard the ship. Li Yan's mother had already prepared something for Mike to bring to China. The FBI probably knew Mike's purpose in going to China this time, so they didn't stop him.
After Mike came to China, he had been staying near the warehouse area in Zhenjiang, near Nanjing. Because half of the warehouse area in Zhenjiang had been rented by the American government, no ignorant Japanese came to harass him. He heard that there were a few before, but after sending them to see their Amaterasu, most of the Japanese became obedient. When Mike was about to get tired of staying in Zhenjiang, the mission finally came. Mike received the mission on Sunday and needed to lead the team to Qingtuo Town, Lanshan District, Linyi City, Shandong Province on Thursday.
Along the way, as Li Yan had expected, there was no need to use guns. The Japanese did set up some checkpoints on the road, but the American flag hanging on the front of the car still made them rational. They arrived at the Lanshan District without any danger. Mike did not know the exact location of Qingtuo Town. He had planned to disguise himself and go to Lanshan County to ask around, but he did not expect to be discovered by the local militia not long after he went to the Dalan Mountain District. After being discovered, Mike used the few Chinese words he had learned since he was a Chinese scholar to communicate with them. He knew that they had been waiting for him here yesterday. Although what they said was no different from what he knew, such as Li Yan and power generation equipment, Mike was still a little worried. He was afraid that it was a trap set up by the Japanese intelligence agency. After all, Mike's previous opponents were just some low-level police officers, but now he was facing a country. Therefore, the safety of the guns was not turned off along the way, and the trucks were all in low gear to prevent them from running too late in case of a situation.
After arriving at Green Camel Town, Mike was still a little suspicious. It was not that he suspected that the people he had come into contact with were from the Japanese intelligence agency. After all, if they were really from the Japanese intelligence agency, it was impossible for most people not to have a piece of intact clothes, so this possibility was ruled out. However, another suspicion popped up. Was Secretary Zhu and the others really members of the so-called Shandong Military and Political Committee? After all, it was literally a regional governing body, but Mike could not connect these things based on what he saw. Whether it was the regular army or the garrison, most of them did not have a piece of intact clothes on them, and their bodies were very thin. Although they were a little better than the ordinary people he had seen along the way, in terms of physique, they were not qualified to be called soldiers. Moreover, the weapons in their hands were not good either. He even saw that most of them were using cold weapons. This was not hunting, so why would they use cold weapons? And even if they had guns, it wouldn't be that good. He counted just now. There were more than a platoon of people with rifles beside him, but he found three different types of firearms in this platoon. God, how ambitious was their logistics officer? One platoon needed three types of rifle ammunition, and they were all bolt rifles. There were no continuous firearms, nor heavy machine guns. Not to mention heavy machine guns, Mike did not even see the most basic pistol. Everyone knew that pistols were better than long guns in close combat. Half of the people he came with this time had pistols, but in Green Camel Town, he really did not see many people holding pistols.
Mike really found it hard to believe that such a force could have any combat power. However, Mike admitted that the discipline of these people was much better than the other troops he had seen in China, but their weapons were really a little ugly. Could these people really fight against the Japanese soldiers he had seen on the road?
"Secretary Zhu, this is Mike, Mike. Fabier. He's a friend of mine since we were young. He used to follow my brother in the alcohol trade, and now he's an employee of the FBI. Mike is very capable. There have never been any problems when transporting alcohol.”Considering that Secretary Zhu might not understand his strong southern accent when he spoke to Mike, Li Yan introduced Secretary Zhu and Mike to each other.
"Mike, this is Secretary Zhu. He's now Secretary Zhu of the Shandong Military and Political Committee. He's equivalent to our Texas Senator, Old Sutton. Perry."
After Mike and Secretary Zhu shook hands, Li Yan introduced Governor Li.
"This is Governor Li, a member of the Shandong Military and Political Committee. He's equivalent to our Texas Governor, Rick. Perry."
The Perry family that Li Yan mentioned was an evergreen in Texas politics, like this generation's Big Rick. Perry was the governor of Texas. Perry used to be the president of the University of Houston, and then he was a member of the House of Representatives in Texas. His two brothers had given money to the Perry family when they were in the wine trade. Otherwise, they wouldn't have had nothing to do for so many years, even after fighting with the Italian guys in New York so many times.
"By the way, Mike, do you know the price of these supplies you're transporting?”
Li Yan was most concerned about whether the equipment was worth 350,000 USD as calculated by Secretary Zhu and the others. If it was really worth 350,000 USD, he might as well order the equipment from Westhouse Electric. After all, although it was a bit more expensive, it was more advanced than these things. For example, the generator was also a 500KW steam generator. The latest Westhouse equipment was much better than the previous generation of General Electric equipment that he had ordered. Not only was the output voltage more stable, but the amount of coal required was also less than the previous generation. In terms of dismantling and maintenance, Westhouse Electric's equipment had always been much better than General Electric's equipment.
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