Dual Transmigration: Starting from being captured and brought to the Hehuan Sect!

Dili stood to the side with a pen and paper, writing down his statement line by line, her expression growing colder and colder.

After recording all the crimes, Dili summoned all the officers to the parade ground.

The parade ground was filled with surrendered soldiers and former Ata troops, whispering and talking amongst themselves.

Dili stood on the high platform, took out the paper filled with confessions from her bosom, and began to read out Hassan's crimes and the names of those involved one by one.

Her voice wasn't loud, but every word was clear in the quiet playground.

The parade ground instantly erupted in commotion. Several officers whose names were called changed their expressions drastically and turned to run away.

The Flying Tigers were already standing near these people. Before the fleeing officers could even rush out of the crowd, they were smashed to the ground by rifle butts and held down tightly.

With a wave of her hand, Dilireba brought all the officers involved in the coup to the front of the parade ground and made them kneel on the ground alongside Hassan.

After a few gunshots, the playground fell silent.

A dozen or so corpses were dragged to the camp gate and hung side by side on the barbed wire fence, with wooden plaques around their necks bearing their crimes in the local script.

From then on, no one dared to play tricks on Dilireba.

After resolving the rebellion, Lin Mo summoned Dili to the command post.

On the table lay a geological exploration map, just retrieved from a safe at Atta headquarters. The yellowed map was densely marked with the distribution of mineral resources in the area.

Lin Mo pointed to several circled areas on the map and looked up at Dilireba:

"What are these?"

Dili bent down and examined it carefully for a while, then pointed to the largest circle and said:

"Master, we have nothing else here but plenty of oil."

Ata previously made his living by smuggling crude oil for arms, and this oil field was his biggest cash cow.

However, due to outdated extraction technology, many oil wells were simply shallow holes drilled, allowing crude oil to seep out on its own, resulting in limited production.

She then pointed to an area on the map that was far from the oil field.

"The faction next door owns an exposed coal mine with astonishing reserves, which they have been mining in the open."

Ata had tried to annex that other party several times before but failed, because that force was backed by foreign armed groups.

Lin Mo's eyes lit up immediately.

Lianhai County relies entirely on its oil and gas reserves to be purchased from the main world, which is extremely expensive and can even be described as a deficit.

If we can acquire the oil fields and coal mines here, we can build a petrochemical plant in Lianhai County.

This will completely break the energy bottleneck in Lianhai.

Steelmaking, power generation, and shipbuilding no longer need to rely on external supplies.

Moreover, the processing of petroleum by-products leads to many highly profitable industries.

He folded the map neatly and tucked it into his pocket, then looked up at Dilireba and said:

"The coal mines must be acquired, and the oil fields must be developed simultaneously."

"Yes, Master!"

Dilire nodded solemnly.

In the following days, Lin Mo would select one of the best-performing and most loyal members from the thirty Flying Tigers members each day and call them into a room alone.

No one knows what they said inside, but everyone who came out had a more composed and determined look in their eyes than before, and their attitude towards Dili changed from polite respect to an almost instinctive obedience.

Lin Mo used a mind-controlling technique on each of them to ensure they would never betray Dili under any circumstances. He then formally placed these ten people under Dili's command.

The mission is clear: assist Dili in expanding her territory and take over the open-pit coal mine held by the neighboring forces as soon as possible.

Upon seeing the number of people Lin Mo had left for her, Dili excitedly made a promise:

"With them, plus the two thousand men I already have, taking over the coal mine is only a matter of time. I'll inform the master as soon as we have it!"

"OK!"

"Master, didn't you want helicopters before? I just had all the helicopters delivered. Would you like to go take a look?"

"OK!"

Dili brought Lin Mo to the temporary airport.

There were four Russian helicopters parked in the hangar, their fuselages wiped clean and their rotor blades covered with tarpaulins.

Several boxes of aerial bombs were neatly stacked next to them, and the polar bear markings on the wooden boxes were still clearly visible.

Dili patted the helicopter door and said:

"These four planes are Atta's prized possessions. They are rarely used and are only brought out in times of war."

Lin Mo circled the helicopter, inspected the engine and fuel tank, and nodded in satisfaction.

He only took the two helicopters and their accompanying bombs, leaving the rest for Dilireba.

Meanwhile, the twenty Flying Tigers members who were about to return to Lianhai were sitting in a temporary meeting room, taking advantage of their waiting time to conduct a battlefield debriefing.

Zhou Ping spoke first, drawing three lines on the blackboard with chalk, and analyzed the tactical gains and losses of each step in breaking through the blockade.

A few days later, Lin Mo returned to Lianhai County with twenty Flying Tigers members.

Stepping out of the secure room and removing their blindfolds, the twenty men's expressions changed when they saw the clean cement streets and bright glass streetlights of Lianhai County once again.

Returning to this pristine land from the smoke of modern warfare, they felt not weariness, but a burning passion.

If their loyalty to Lin Mo in the past stemmed more from discipline and orders, then after witnessing Lin Mo lead them to an unknown and mysterious world and show them a different kind of sky, their loyalty to him changed.

This loyalty has escalated into near-blind worship.

At the same time, the rumors of gods descending to earth have been completely confirmed in their minds!

When Lin Mo had some free time, he called Long Qingxue to the back room.

She changed into the black office lady uniform and suspender stockings that she only wore during training.

Everything is now ready.

A series of hurried footsteps came from outside the door, followed by Liu Si's familiar hoarse voice booming out from there.

"Master! Master!"

Something terrible has happened!

Lin Mo opened his mouth, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.

Long Qingxue's lips curved slightly as she stepped aside and smoothed her skirt.

After putting on his coat and fastening his belt, Lin Mo pushed open the door and went out.

Liu Si was hunched over at the door, anxiously rubbing his hands, his forehead covered in sweat.

"What is it?"

Didn't I tell you not to bother me unless it's important?

"Master, Pei Ziyu..."

Lord Pei has died in battle!

Lin Mo frowned sharply.

After several moments of silence, he finally spoke and asked:

"What happened?"

"Just received news that Lord Pei was ambushed by rebels while suppressing a rebellion in western Hezhou."

He carried the swords and armor he had borrowed from us, and chased after the retreating rebels. When he reached the Qing Shi Ling Gorge, he was ambushed and cut in half by the rebels' soldiers.

Lord Pei personally covered the rear, but was struck in the chest by a stray arrow and died on the spot.

Lin Mo didn't speak, but just stared at the old locust trees outside the corridor, which were bent crooked by the sea breeze.

Pei Ziyu, that old fox, is indeed afraid of trouble, and he is also true to take credit, but in the end, he is his only backer in Hezhou.

Now that this powerful backer has fallen, will the next person to take office use him as a scapegoat?