A few minutes later, in the distant wilderness, Redman was filling the pit with shovelfuls of soil, busy with his work.
Tang Mo stood where Redman could be seen, thinking about many things with an unsightly expression. Regarding the establishment of an intelligence organization, Tang Mo decided to let the people he trusted the most take control.
So, he said to old Roger: "Uncle Roger, we need our own intelligence system! I think it is more appropriate for you to be the only one to do this task."
"But, I really don't know anything about this aspect." Roger scratched his head in embarrassment.
Tang Mo also knew that asking old Roger to build an intelligence system was actually a bit overwhelming.
Because Roger is obviously not the kind of ruthless character. He is just an ordinary businessman, and there is no way he is qualified for a position that may involve many shady black jobs.
But this position is very important, so important that Tang Mo doesn't dare to leave it to others to handle it - there is no way, loyalty seems to be more useful than ability in this position.
Therefore, Tang Mo could only bite the bullet and let Roger start his work first, and then think of ways to find a suitable candidate to replace Roger.
So he said: "There is no way, Uncle Roger. Now you are the only one I trust most. You first help me find some people. Later I will write you a manual. You train these people according to the above requirements." "
"Now, you can talk to people who have children in school. Ask Bunas children for some information when they are not in class. Their parents can also participate." Tang Mo decided to use his own resources.
In the era he traveled back to, teachers would not dare to trouble parents easily, but this era is different, and parents are still full of awe of the school.
As Tang Mo spoke, he had already begun to call up the relevant spy training manual in his mind: "You are responsible for summarizing this information. You can leave this matter to You Lin. The little girl is more delicate...and then sort out the useful information. It’s... urgent... you teach her..."
When he said this, he saw Wes and Tiger galloping along the road on horses. The two people dismounted one after another, holding the reins and walked up to Tang Mo.
"It looks like good news." Tang Mo smiled.
Some people seem to be powerful and smart, but in the end they can only die in a humble corner - such as Becky.
He has been famous for a long time and was originally a very powerful character. It's a pity that because of his hesitation and greed, he died in the wilderness very simply, without even being able to resist.
Even Tiger and Wes were a little regretful that they failed to demonstrate the superiority of their revolver secret weapon in the process of intercepting and killing Becky...
They didn't experience the thrill of holding a secret weapon and crushing their opponents at the most critical moment, which made them less show off about killing Becky.
Therefore, Wes just nodded calmly: "We solved Becky's trouble with one shot each."
Tiger also followed with some boredom: "However, I don't know where the other follower has gone. We may have a lot of subsequent troubles."
"Hey..." Tang Mo shook his chin and gestured to the distance. The two of them looked in the direction where Tang Mo shook his head and saw Redman filling in the soil.
"The other one is there. He brought it to the door himself. This is very interesting. I will tell you in detail when I have time." Tang Mo then said: "In five days at most, Sirik will find out that Becky and His entourage is missing.”
"It will probably take ten days when they realize something is wrong and then send someone to investigate." Weiss said nonchalantly: "As for whether the people who come to investigate can find out the truth, only God knows."
"We cannot base our own safety on the stupidity of others." Tang Mo was not a fool. He knew that caution never goes out of style.
In fact, when he decided to kill Becky, the person who came to investigate his Cyric Consortium, he had already started thinking about how to cause trouble for the Cyric Consortium.
Just like what he said, he is not a good person. If Cyric is a poisonous snake, Tang Mo himself is definitely a dragon, the kind of dragon that is powerful and ferocious. Even if he hasn't grown yet and transformed into a giant, he will eat meat after all!
"Is there any way you can get information about Cyric?" Tang Mo looked at Weiss and asked a question.
"Yes." Weiss nodded. In addition to developing fighting skills after wandering around for so many years, the thing that made him most proud was that he had made many useful friends.
"I'm going to find an opportunity to rob Cyric's transport fleet. Do you have the guts to do it with me?" Tang Mo continued to ask Weiss.
Obviously, some things, once they get started, will always make people think wildly. A bold and somewhat exciting idea began to linger in Tang Mo's mind.
Since the Earl could rob the Cyric Consortium once, Tang Mo could naturally find some benefits from Cyric, who had already become enemies. Anyway, if he doesn't take action, sooner or later the Cyric Consortium will cause trouble for him, so why not start collecting some interest now?
The war was imminent, and Tang Mo felt that it was actually an option worth trying at this time to grab Cyric again and find some supplies for his own development.
"It's okay to hijack the convoy, but, you know, boss... they have just been robbed once, so they will definitely be more cautious and careful." Wes was obviously a guy who is not afraid of big things, and replied with a smile and nod.
Tiger on the side looked much more cautious. He felt that robbing the convoy obviously needed to be considered in the long run.
Earl Fischereau was able to evaporate a convoy without anyone noticing, and the resources he used were obviously huge.
The intelligence network against the Cyric Consortium that has been painstakingly developed for many years has been completely lost, which has led to the current Earl's very slow response to the movements of the Cyric Consortium.
The good news is that the earl has received compensation for the arms from Tang Mo. Coupled with the enhanced productivity of the new equipment, it is obvious that the earl's loss can be tolerated.
But now Tang Mo has to steal Sirik's fleet. Whether it's worth it or not will have to be recalculated.
"There's no need to worry, because I can guarantee that no matter how cautious they are, they can't escape our plot." Tang Mo assured with a smile.
Weiss nodded: "I'll go to Bunas. If nothing else, I can get some news."
"No problem. If you need money, ask Roger for it." Tang Mo ordered, and then he saw Redman walking over with a shovel.
"Is everything done?" Tang Mo looked at Redman, whose forehead was covered with sweat, and asked directly.
Redman nodded and replied: "It's all done. The search teams have all gone back, and the convoy has started again... The roadblock we set up in the Vicious Forest has also been cancelled."
"Let's go! Go back! We still have a lot of things to do." Tang Mo was very satisfied with Redman's efficiency and took the lead towards the construction site in the distance.
After working for so long, they were all hungry. It is estimated that Aunt Cui Xi has already prepared the meal, and Tang Mo is even a little impatient.
He has always eaten in the cafeteria with everyone. The only difference is that Aunt Trish's hand holding the spoon barely trembled when she was serving Tang Mo food...
Two people were beaten to death and buried in the moist soil, but no one who followed Tang Mo thought anything was wrong.
Weiss was very glad that he had handed in the certificate of surrender, and was completely tied to Tang Mo... Tiger was very excited to be able to help, and killing people was a common occurrence for him... Redman followed behind with a shovel. , only he felt vaguely nauseous.
After all, this was his first time to kill someone, so he looked pale, but still followed the crowd stubbornly.
He was a hunter from Beiling, but he was appreciated by Tang Mo. The moment he was chosen by Tang Mo, he, like many Beiling people, offered his most precious loyalty to his master.
Just now, he used two guns and a shovel to prove his loyalty!
"Redman!" While he was distracted, Tang Mo's voice came from the front. He subconsciously stopped and realized that he almost bumped into Tang Mo.
"Well done!" Tang Mo patted Redman on the shoulder. The eighteen-year-old boy patted the shoulder of a man in his thirties and praised him. Although this scene was a bit unnatural, everyone present No one feels this way.
As if everything was so natural, Tang Mo continued to say after praising Redman: "The recruit camp performed very well! Don't relax, I hope you can do better!"
"Yes! Sir!" Redman, who received Tang Mo's praise and affirmation, seemed like a child who heard the teacher's praise. He straightened his body, raised his chin and promised: "I will definitely do better!"
Unconsciously, several people had walked back to the construction site, and Matthews was leading a few apprentices to assemble a brand-new piece of equipment that had just been assembled.
Seeing Tang Mo, Matthews asked curiously: "How is it? Nothing unexpected happened, right?"
"Obviously, no." Tang Mo replied with a smile: "What about your side?"
"Everything goes well." Matthews replied, "But what on earth do you want to do with such a long copper wire and this strange device?"
"Light up the world." Tang Mo smiled mysteriously.
