America 1881: They Call Me Legend
Chapter 243 The Dilemma of the Roswell Oil Refinery
Chapter 243 The Dilemma of the Roswell Refinery
It's another winter morning.
As the sun rises, the surface temperature gradually recovers, but people who step out of the gate can still see white mist when they exhale.
Sheriff Pilot came out of his home as usual and rode to the police station on horseback.
He had hardly had a good night's sleep during this period. First it was Fred, then Leonard, and there was also a gang named Santa Cruz in the town.
Almost every day, people come to the police station to report crimes, complaining bitterly about gang atrocities to the famous Sheriff Pilot, hoping that the Sheriff can deliver justice for them.
He would occasionally arrest one or two people.
But this changes nothing at all.
He couldn't lead Miles and two people into the gang's stronghold to arrest people.
Pilot felt powerless and deeply depressed, and he even began to doubt whether he was right to choose this path in the first place.
People live in hope. When old hopes are realized or extinguished, the flames of new hopes burn up.
But now, Peller sees no hope.
Just as he wandered around the last corner, he suddenly found that the entrance to the police station was very busy, and a large group of townspeople gathered there.
"Why are there so many people so early in the morning?"
Pile approached the crowd with doubts, but what he saw in front of him surprised him.
In the center of the crowd, about ten people were kneeling.
Their clothes were stripped off, their bodies were tied tightly with ropes, and their mouths were stuffed with rags. Most of them were frozen to death, and only the middle one was still struggling.
That man had more "clothes" than the others. A black cloth bag was put on his head, with a cross spray-painted on it with white paint.
The onlookers pointed at them.
These people, turned into ashes, are known to the residents of the town. They are all the "heroes" of the Santa Cruz Gang who usually dominate the town.
Seeing the miserable condition of these people, they all clapped their hands and applauded.
Some people couldn't bear it any longer and rushed up to the people lying on the ground, punching and kicking them. Other townspeople who had been bullied also followed.
"Stop it!" Pile shouted.
But no one paid attention to him, and the townspeople beat him even more fiercely. Some of them were too tired and were ready to go home and get weapons.
"Crack!"
Sheriff Pilot fired a shot into the sky, causing the irritable townspeople to stop what they were doing.
He separated from the crowd, squeezed in, and walked to one of the Santa Cruz gang members who was beaten half to death.
A note was inserted between the rope on the man's back and his body.
Pyler pulled out the note.
There is only one sentence written above:
"Chief Peller: Your gift."
The signature is longer than the main text: The famous thief——Thiago González Maute Santiago Sebastian Rodrigo Selmo Mendel
On a tree by a river outside the town, three corpses were hung in a row, like dried sausages.
Three women stood in front of the tree. They picked up stones from the ground and threw them at the body.
After venting their anger, the women knelt on the ground and prayed toward the river.
"Sisters, never forget our benefactor, Mr. Chen!"
The criminals were brought to justice, the Santa Cruz Gang was destroyed, and peace returned to Lincoln County once again.
Pilot was very satisfied, hope was rekindled in his life; Scott was very satisfied, far away in Santa Fe, he received a political donation signed as Leonard, and he knew that great events in Lincoln County had been decided;
In front of Abiot, he could not hide his admiration for Chen Jianqiu at all.
My own vision is indeed unique.
Therefore, when Abiot relayed Chen Jianqiu's request to him, he agreed without even thinking about it.
Chen Jianqiu asked Abiot to give him a thick stack of lists, with some Chinese names on them.
He hopes that the state court can grant these people the status of American citizens, and the procedure must be completed quickly and completed before April.
For this reason, the reason given by Chen Jianqiu was that he needed to use political means to drive Standard Oil out of Roswell as soon as possible.
Scott laughed.
People without desires are not easy to control. What he likes about Chen Jianqiu is that this Chinese is also a careerist.
"Go back and tell him that if he wants to be the mayor of Roswell or Lincoln County, I can make it happen," Scott said.
After hearing this, Chen Jianqiu laughed it off.
Anyone can be the mayor, as long as that person's surname is Chen.
Residents of Lincoln County are living as usual, and merchants traveling from north to south still use this place as an important trading place close to the U.S.-Mexico border.
But they still found some changes in the town. One was that there were more yellow-skinned Chinese people. These Chinese people could speak some English and were willing to communicate with them.
Most of them work on the ranches around Lincoln County, and the owner of the ranch is the famous Mr. Chen before.
However, since that incident, Mr. Chen has been extremely low-key and has almost never appeared in the town.
The second change is that many tanker carriages transporting refined oil often appear in the town, and every time they appear, there is a convoy.
Mr. Meyer, general manager of the Standard Oil Company's Roswell oil field and refinery, had a headache.
The construction of the originally negotiated railway from Albuquerque to Roswell was halted due to a vicious armed conflict, and it is unclear when it will be restarted.
To this end, Rockefeller personally wrote to the governor of New Mexico, hoping to stop the endless investigation of the Santa Fe Railroad Company.
However, the governor stated that this was Albuquerque's matter and that he and the state judiciary had no right to intervene.
And when Mr. Rockefeller sent his lawyer, he wanted to help Blake win this lawsuit and resume the construction of the railway as soon as possible.
The next day, black-and-white photos of oil tycoon Rockefeller and railroad tycoon Blake appeared on the front pages of newspapers in Albuquerque and Santa Fe.
The title is:
Shady stories and deals—Cleveland oil bandits with ulterior motives appear in New Mexico.
For a time, adjectives such as "complicit" and "Rockefeller's lackey" were added to the relationship between Blake and Rockefeller.
The mayor of Albuquerque gave a speech in front of the city hall that day. He told his supporters: Many of Rockefeller's actions hindered the impartiality of justice, and his hand was stretched too far.
Unexpectedly, Rockefeller was met with disgrace in New Mexico. After cursing "It's a remote country and unreasonable," he continued to work on his affairs in the East.
The Standard Oil Trust, which he established at the beginning of the year, still has a lot of troubles to deal with.
Therefore, Meyer had to choose to use a tanker truck to haul the refined oil to Albuquerque, and then transport it out by rail from Albuquerque.
This caused shipping costs to skyrocket.
In addition, Roswell is too remote, supplies are in short supply, and prices are extremely high.
This left the Roswell refinery with no profits on its books.
Every time Meyer looked at the report, he looked sad.
If not making money, what on earth are they coming to Roswell for? To revitalize the local economy?
The most outrageous thing is that even with such a reluctant transportation method, we encountered great trouble.
No, one morning in early March, Meyer, wearing a suit, appeared angrily at the door of the Lincoln County Sheriff's Office.
He rushed into the office and threw a document on the table in front of Peller.
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