The T-3 Power Armor was already considered an old-fashioned power armor in the NAC, but because of its balanced ability, it was still used by all levels of forces. The N-100 modified from the X-1 from Shangjing Subway Line 0 was the latest generation of NAC's power armor. Compared with the T-3 and T-4 types, it had an epoch-making improvement in performance.
However, for the black uncles in Africa, the T-3 Power Armor was more than enough. The power armor itself was the strength of Pan-Asia Cooperation. The power armors that flowed into the African continent from Europe, the United States, and Russia were at most comparable to the T-3.
According to NAC's plan to strengthen the army, all forces would complete the full conversion of N-100 power armors within five years. As for the T-3 power armors that were eliminated from the front line, he had already arranged their whereabouts.
The stupid "rich" black uncles were undoubtedly excellent customers.
After the banquet, Feng Yuan accepted the invitation of Chief Duamang and stayed the night in the Mombasa City Hall with his assistant in Chief Duamang's palace. In order to express his enthusiasm, the hospitable chief also arranged two white female slaves to sleep with him.
Naturally, there was no need to say much about what had happened that night. The next morning, Feng Yuan and his assistant bade farewell to Chieftain Duamang and followed the wizard named Lusambo to the Lake Victoria development zone more than five hundred kilometers away.
It was a development zone, but in fact, it was just a large piece of land that the chief drew on the map. His subordinates roughly calculated that it was about 20 million acres. As for who would cultivate this land and how it would be cultivated, even Du Amang himself did not have the slightest idea.
The Gangya Tribe didn't have a minister of agriculture, and there were few farmers in the country who were willing to farm. Being a soldier was far more prestigious than farming. Since the establishment of this development zone, no family had migrated from Mombasa.
Fortunately, NAC finally came and sent a company called Future Development to help them farm. Chief Duamang was of course overjoyed. He didn't have to do anything, and he could earn a large amount of food every year in exchange for precious power armors. No one would refuse such a good deal.
After the convoy arrived at the development zone, Feng Yuan first asked Lusambo to be the guide and drove around the development zone. After determining the boundary of Future Group, he finally chose a higher hillside as a foothold in the development zone.
The reason why he chose this place was that it was convenient to dig a canal, and it was convenient for defense.
Yes, defense.
Although it was within the territory of the Gangya Tribe, Feng Yuan would never forget that their convoy was attacked by militants not long after they left the port. On this continent, the law of the jungle was always followed. He didn't think Chief Duamang would send troops to protect them. They could only rely on themselves for safety.
Standing on the hillside, Feng Yuan looked through the binoculars and surveyed the surrounding environment. Then, he put the binoculars into the car and walked to the wizard in a robe.
"In the first phase of the project, we will cultivate one million acres of land and will need about two thousand slaves. For each slave, we will pay a box of bullets as ransom, or five rifles. This batch of firearms will be delivered with the cargo ship to Africa at the beginning of next month. What about you? How long will it take for the slaves we want to arrive here? "
"It will arrive in three days." Lusambo nodded and smiled. "We also hope you can start as soon as possible."
"The infrastructure here is too backward. There isn't even a decent aqueduct. We must start from scratch. Are there any large construction companies in Mombasa? We need to order a batch of steel and cement. "Feng Yuan looked at the withered grassland and frowned.
He first heard that this was an abandoned farmland, but now that he was standing here, he even began to doubt whether there really was a farmland here. The deer not far away were still leisurely pecking at the grass roots. Green short trees crawled on the grassland. It looked like a primitive African grassland.
"How much do you need?" Lusambo's expression was slightly stiff.
"Fifty thousand bags of cement, and five thousand bundles of steel …"
"Ahem!" Lu Sangbo interrupted Feng Yuan's words, smiled awkwardly, and said with a slightly awkward expression, "If it is a small amount of building materials, I have a way to help you, but with so many … I suggest you find another way."
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Well, he couldn't count on these black people anymore.
Feng Yuan completely gave up the idea of seeking help from the Steel Tooth Tribe. After setting up a radio base station, he got in touch with NAC. A few days later, a cargo ship docked at the port outside Mombasa, and batches of cement and steel were sent to the development zone.
On the other side, more than two thousand slaves ordered by NAC were also sent to the development zone. Most of these people came from South Asia, and a small number came from East Asia. They were all refugees who fled to this continent during the war or after the war. The Africans obviously couldn't distinguish the differences between Asians, just like Feng Yuan couldn't distinguish between different tribes of blacks. Only a small part of the slaves sent over were from East Asia, and there were even some South Americans with yellowish skin.
In any case, the slaves were already sent, and it was impossible to return them.
Feng Yuan arranged residences for these slaves, and then found compatriots from the Pan-Asia East District, registered them with NAC's household registration, and promised all the slaves that 100 of the most diligent people would be selected each year to release their slave status and re-sign employment contracts with them in the form of employees.
In this way, Future's business development in the apocalypse in Africa was finally put on the agenda.
The excavator dug out an isolation belt around the first phase of development and led the water into Lake Victoria. Then the NAC people began to set fire to the grassland and burned the sharp grass inside the isolation belt.
The fire burned for three days. After three days of heavy rain, the plant ashes on the ground melted into the rain and then seeped into the soil. These were all excellent fertilizers, and the mineral elements needed by crops were basically all here.
When the sky cleared up, agricultural locomotives drove onto the bare land, plowed the flat land, and sowed seeds. On the other side, Feng Yuan's assistant Yuan Liwei organized an engineering team and began to dig small irrigation canals from the isolation belt on the periphery.
Of the 500,000 acres, they planned to plant rice that could be harvested three times a year. The other 500,000 acres, part of it was planted with cash crops such as sugar cane, coffee, and cocoa, and part of it was planted with fruit trees that Africans never thought of planting.
In the modern world, in the Future Building, Xiaorou reported to Jiang Chen the progress of Future's first business development. Although Future's development was almost no different from a shell company in this world, Jiang Chen still couldn't resist Xiaorou's pestering and arranged an office for her.
"Our employees established a stronghold on the east side of Lake Victoria and transported about 100,000 bags of cement and 7,000 bundles of steel there. The walls and housing facilities have all been completed."
"We also found a medium-sized iron mine there. Although there are traces of mining, the mining was not deep. We used 20 power armors to buy the mining rights of the iron mine for 20 years. Now, not only food, but iron ore can also be imported from there. "
When she said this, Xiaorou in a purple dress still had a dignified smile on her face, but Jiang Chen could still clearly see the excitement in her eyes.
It was obvious that she loved this job.
Although he didn't know how long this popularity would last, Jiang Chen was still sincerely happy that she could find a career she liked.
In time, she could really grow into a qualified entrepreneur and become his right-hand man like Xia Shiyu.
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