frightfiction Chapter 267: Layout of Oil Fields in Advance
Chapter 267: Layout of Oil Fields in Advance
In Zhang Chi's office, under the dim desk lamp, the atlas was spread out in front of him.
Scattered on the table were some documents with wet ink and some maps of Bago with the locations of as yet undeveloped oil fields marked.
There was a slightly oppressive silence in the air.
This matter is of great importance, so the copying of this atlas can only be done by Zhang Chi himself.
Although he was tired at this moment, his eyes were still as sharp as a knife. He swept over every page of the map in front of him that he had marked with his own hands. Zhang Chi's mind had already drifted away.
With this atlas, the resource problems for subsequent development will be easily solved.
The 4 million barrels of crude oil in Guangbogu are sufficient to support the development of various industrial enterprises under Zhang Chi's rule in the short term.
Although the reserves of 400 million barrels cannot be compared with the rich reserves of 4 billion barrels in the Kingdom of Abili of Colonel Card, the problem is that Zhang Chi now has the atlas and has the first-mover advantage.
Next, Zhang Chi did not look for information on South Pacific oil producing areas such as Borneo and Sumatra near Pegu in the atlas, but quickly turned to the North African and Middle Eastern oil countries such as the Kingdom of Abilene and the United Kingdom of Albila.
It is ironic that the Kingdom of Abilis, as a colony of the Noodle Country, did not discover large amounts of oil until the end of World War II, which eventually led to the Axis powers' warships and tanks being unable to move due to lack of oil.
In the 59 years after the war, large oil fields were discovered one after another in Hamada, Sihas and Algerna.
Zhang Chi quickly turned the atlas to the page about the Kingdom of Abilis. This 66 edition of the atlas indeed marked the specific locations of the major oil fields that had been discovered in the Kingdom of Abilis.
He couldn't help but laugh as he looked at the oil field icons marked on the maps.
If Hill in hell knew that there were such huge oil fields on the land of his ally, would he still be so foolish as to order Army Group A to rush towards the Caucasus oil fields, ultimately missing the time and causing the failure of the siege of a certain Grad?
Zhang Chi flipped through this valuable resource atlas and couldn't help but think that if Hill had obtained this book, he would have entered the world line of "The Man in the High Castle" or "TNO".
(TNO is a mod for Hearts of Iron 4 that assumes the Third Reich ultimately wins, where Hill built the Gibraltar Dam in the 50s and drained the Mediterranean Sea)
And now that Zhang Chi has this resource atlas, he should naturally plan his post-war oil business in advance.
As he slowly flipped through this resource atlas worth billions of gold, Zhang Chi's thoughts drifted overseas.
I wonder what happened to his hardworking and loyal synths?
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"Mr. Rockefeller, what do you think of this bet?"
In a cigar club, the synthesizer named Yegorov spoke calmly, but his words revealed an unquestionable strength.
The middle-aged man with the surname Rockefeller sat on the leather sofa opposite, still expressionless. He slowly took a puff of his cigar, and the smoke swirled in the air, adding a vague and mysterious atmosphere to the conversation.
He narrowed his eyes and looked at Yegorov, seemingly unimpressed by his proposal.
Yegorov thought of Zhang Chi's instructions and decided to add fuel to the fire.
"If you win, you'll get a stake in a massive oil field with 130 million barrels in reserve. Even if you lose, you'll get 30% of all my companies. It's a gamble that's guaranteed to win, so why would you back out?"
After saying this, Yegorov raised his eyebrows slightly and fixed his sharp eyes on Rockefeller.
The middle-aged man sneered, "Sir, you expect me to believe that there is a huge oil field on that barren John Island?"
"My mind tells me that you are a braggart." He blew out a few smoke rings nonchalantly, his expression relaxed, and he casually took out a gold Parker pen from his briefcase.
The pen flew in his hand, and he signed his name on the gambling contract with quick and decisive movements.
"But my grandfather told me that if you don't gamble with A or K, you're a fool." He changed his words, his eyes becoming sharp. "I'm taking this big gamble."
The middle-aged man took out his checkbook and wrote down another string of zeros. "I'll buy your $1300 million commercial bonds from Texas New Century Petroleum Company."
"In that case, thank you for your trust." Yegorov smiled slightly. He took the check and paused. "The exploration team will set off immediately. The river will be here soon."
The middle-aged man who inherited the name of his grandfather, old Rockefeller, narrowed his eyes slightly. He couldn't see through the man in front of him.
According to information his family had obtained through various channels, Yegorov was ostensibly an immigrant aristocrat from the former Romanov dynasty who had inherited a large fortune. He owned a series of well-run businesses, including 'Texas Microcomputers', 'Texas New Century Pharmaceuticals', 'Texas Armalite Firearms', 'Texas Security', 'Texas Newspapers', 'Texas Power', 'New Century Armed Forces Weapons Design', 'Texas Aircraft', and 'Texas New Century Petroleum'.
In particular, the "Texas Microcomputer", which held the patent for silicon transistors, became popular throughout the East Coast with its first mini radio priced at $35. According to business intelligence departments, at least 30 units were sold in the first wave.
The middle-aged man looked at Yegorov's typical Slavic face, his elegant yet dangerous blue pupils, and felt a chill for no reason.
It is said that this man also has an inexplicable strange relationship with some people in the Pentagon?
The new general-purpose battle rifle (modeled after the M14) from Texas Armalite Firearms appears to have been well-received by Pentagon generals who conducted on-site evaluations.
You know, during the war years, although the oil business was extremely hot, the arms business was also not bad.
Now the other party has entered the oil business in a high-profile manner, and announced right away that it would develop a large oil field in the oil-poor country "John's Homeland". The middle-aged man felt that another big crocodile seemed to be about to enter this fiercely competitive hunting ground.
Yegorov put it away, put on his top hat, saluted elegantly, and then, escorted by a group of burly bodyguards, got into a Cadillac and left the cigar club.
In fact, as Zhang Chi's agent, Yegorov had no shortage of funds. The reason he approached Rockefeller was simply to seek his reputation.
After all, they are about to go to John Fog City. Once he drills an oil well in Horse Hill (Majiagang) according to Zhang Chi's instructions, those gentlemen John will do anything for the precious local oil.
Now that they have the name of Rockefeller, if those Johns dare to make any more moves, they will be making enemies with the entire great United States.