Macho Wars

"Sir, I am sorry for my subordinates. The former company commander has proved with practical actions that it is not a good idea to take the initiative. Although the Pigeon Clan is not the largest tribe in this neighborhood, their population is tens of thousands. If there is no protection of the wall, They will engulf us like a flood in an instant!"

"I agree with Sergeant Vage, Boss, your battle plan is too reckless!"

"I said, can you guys follow the example of Ensign Dorger and carefully read my plan before expressing your opinion?"

As soon as Dragoon's voice fell, Taffi just read the last page of the plan, then raised his head and said.

"Captain, I have read your plan. To be honest, the junior officials don't think it is feasible."

"Look, look! The hero sees the same thing!"

"You shut up!"

Glancing at Old Huck fiercely, Dragoon couldn't help feeling a little annoyed when he saw that his subordinates did not agree with his battle plan.

A good commander should be resourceful, but qualified subordinates only need to know to obey orders.From this point of view, the guys in front of them are obviously unconscious!

"Lieutenant Dogle, why do you think that my combat plan is not feasible? Like the two of them, don't you think it's inappropriate to take the initiative to attack?"

"No, sir! I also agree to take the initiative. With our current situation, passive defense will never be able to break the deadlock. But we need urgently to supplement soldiers and weapons and ammunition, especially the latter, if we have sufficient ammunition and automatic weapons. , Even with existing forces, it’s okay to fight."

"The problem is that we go up to find ammunition? Those iron cocks in the logistics department are nothing at all!"

When it comes to the heinous logistics department, all the people present are a little frustrated.At this moment, Qifu seemed to have suddenly remembered something, and said carefully, considering his tone.

"Maybe... we can go to Mr. Papiro for help, he might have a way."

"Mr. Papiro, who is that?"

Dragon heard this name for the first time, obviously not a soldier in his company.Waji slapped his forehead fiercely, as if suddenly realized.

"Damn it! How did I forget him! Mr. Papiro is the richest man in the town, and the sugar factory is run by their family. It is said that this man has a very different background. Although he lives in Suger Town, he has hands and eyes open to the sky. ."

"He is still nestled in Suger Town with his hands and eyes open? Isn't this person doing something illegal?"

"Hey! In fact, it's not too serious a business. The people in the town basically know that Mr. Papiro sells... this."

Vage raised his neck and made a drink, and Dragon suddenly realized that he was selling the bootleg wine!

Although the Sidney Empire never issued a prohibition on alcohol, the government revised the tax law two decades ago and imposed heavy taxes on consumer alcoholic beverages. The wine merchants whose profits were greatly reduced had to adopt a price increase strategy.

The result is that in the past two decades, the price of wine has risen by a factor of ten, but the actual brewing cost has dropped significantly due to the continuous improvement of distillation technology.

The huge actual profit margins naturally make those bootleggers who evade taxes the biggest winners.As long as there is no tax, even if each bottle of wine is only sold at one-third of the regular wine merchant's price, the profit is quite substantial.

of course!These bootleggers are apparently financial rats targeted by the law, but they are actually playing the old trick of "grasping small and magnifying things".

Behind the weathered bootleg merchants are nobles providing umbrellas, and they will also go to remote areas to settle down.A colony like the emperor on the mountain high is simply the pure land of bliss in the eyes of the evil forces!

Mr. Papiro of Suger Town is such a bootlegger. His factory is a sugar factory. In fact, most of the sugar cane harvested is used to make rum.

The reason why Vage and Keef both suggested that Dragon go to Papiro for help, because this guy not only brewed bootleg wine, but also engaged in smuggling business.

According to rumors, Papiro has a private arsenal at home, which stocks a lot of weapons and ammunition.This is not difficult to see from the little brothers in his nursing home, the guys he uses are all first-class goods.

Many people in the company still think that Dragon is the youngest son of a noble family. Even if the offended person is sent to the colony, the family will definitely provide some help.

Many of the difficult officials in the Quartermaster Department are nobles themselves, and it is normal that Dragoon can't afford them.But the bootleg merchant is just a horse who does dirty work for the nobles, and should be able to sell him some face.

It's great to spend some money!

However, Dragon knew in his heart that he was not a nobleman at all, and he had already run out of money.However, he must admit that although it is a crooked road to find a bootleg dealer, it at least works.

Although pretending to be a nobleman is a serious crime in the empire, the emperor is far away from the mountain, and Dragon is passively pretending to be forced.Maybe they can bluff people and get the supplies they need urgently by brushing their faces.

So Dragon decided to hold down the battle plan for the time being, and then waited until the evening to let Vage show him the way to talk to this magical Mr. Papiro.

Papiro's residence is in the south of the town, and his sugar factory and supporting warehouses account for almost a quarter of the entire town, which is larger than the resident of the mobile company.

Outside the factory area is a circle of high walls made of bricks and stones, inside which is heavily guarded, like an independent small kingdom.

When Dragoon and Vagi came to the gate, a few fierce-faced men stopped them.

The guy in the lead had a haughty face, relying on his size of almost two meters, and deliberately stood in front of Dragon so that he could look down on him condescendingly.The contempt in his expression made no secret of it, and did not put the soldiers in his eyes at all.

"This is a private place, and people are not allowed to enter. If you two want to find a place to open a house, you'd better go to the one at the end of the street. They are very cheap."

As soon as the big guy's voice fell, the little brothers behind him immediately let out a harsh laugh.

Seeing that these guys were deliberately making things difficult, Waji feared that Dragon would fight them on impulse.But as soon as he turned his head, he saw Dragon's face as usual, even smiling.

"We are discussing business with Mr. Papiro. Could you please go in and let me know that it is the commander of the local garrison who wants to meet him."

"Really? Then you can wait here."

Seeing that Dragon ignored his provocation, he was not angry or annoyed, so he could only whisper in his heart "Shrink the Turtle", and then deliberately walked slowly and slowly.

After he went this time, he left Dragon at the door for more than half an hour before allowing him to enter, but asked Dragon to surrender the weapons he carried.

Dragon immediately said that he did not bring a weapon, and then let the other party search his body. This was finally led by the big man into a very luxuriously decorated mansion and saw the legendary Mr. Papiro.

The two met in the restaurant. Dragon looked at the decoration of the room and found that Papiro seemed to like gold very much.Everything in the room is golden, and the overall style feels very vulgar.

In terms of appearance and temperament, Papiro himself almost perfectly fits all the iconic elements of nouveau riche in Dragon's mind.

He was fat, dark and rough skin, greasy face with big yellow teeth, fancy clothes and pants with a few large gold chains, hands full of gemstone rings.It seems to be afraid that others will not know that he is rich!

Mr. Papiro was having dinner when Dragon and Waji came in.Several maids with slightly exposed dresses stood around the dining table, some holding red wine, some napkins, and even a violin player.

But after the two came in, Papiro did not pay attention to them, but continued to eat the steak without raising his head, until he put the last piece of beef into his mouth, he spoke slowly.

"Let's talk about it, what can I do?"

It is not difficult to hear from the tone that Papiro did not put the little Captain Dragon in his eyes, and did not even look up at him.

Waji was afraid of any conflict with the God of Wealth when his company commander was angry, so he hurried forward to complete the battle.

"Good evening, dear Mr. Papiro, I'm sorry to disturb you at this time. This is our new officer..."

"Is it a new company commander? What does it have to do with me? Just tell me if I have something to do. I'm very busy."

"Uh...that's the case, we think..."

Since he was asking for help, and the other party was rich and powerful, Waji's posture was very low, and his tone was even a little flattering.

The dignified regular army, or the logistics department of their own, can only be inferior to petition merchants if they don't come to supply them.This sounded incredible, but at this moment it was the reality that Dragoon had to accept!

After listening to Vagi's request, Papiro sneered, and asked in an obviously teasing tone.