Rise of the Wasteland

Marshall knew that the city of Merida in Mexico was an enclave of the legion when he was the director of military affairs of the Aurora Corps. He did not know the inside story, but knew that the entire Merida was actually under the control of the Legion, and a large number of commercial activities required the use of Merida's port.

When he learned that he was going to meet with Governor Alfonso of Merida, Marshall was a little curious and looked forward to. Who is this governor who controls Merida? But when the mystery was revealed, it was so amazing.

Marshall followed the stranger to another street near the State Guesthouse. After waiting for a while on the street, he saw an ordinary car parked in front of him. As soon as the door opened, a young man waved at him and yelled, "Get in the car!"

what……!

Although Marshall didn't see his face, the voice of the other party was extremely familiar-there was no way to be unfamiliar, who was once the boss of his own. He bent down into the car, and was even more surprised to see the other side's face. "Captain, how are you here?"

"Because I'm Alfonso." Zhou Qingfeng in the car had taken off the human skin mask to reveal his true face. "More than a year ago, the Legion was not stable in Havana. I led a team to Merida to open up the flow of supplies and by the way control the enemy fleet in Cancun."

Although I know that my boss has always been bold and arrogant, but this is an impostor to mix in the enemy, which is also no one!

After listening to Marshall, the reason was almost the same as dreaming. He had some guesses, but when he saw the real person appeared, he continued to take a few deep breaths, and his mind was a mess. The Lord could no longer describe it with boldness.

Zhou Qingfeng took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and passed them, "Should I smoke a cigarette and relax?"

"Extreme, I haven't smoked it for a year." Marshall smiled bitterly after taking the cigarette. Instead of smoking, he looked at Zhou Qingfeng and asked, "Head of the army, you are pulling me back to the army again."

"I didn't expect your whole family to be so downcast, so mixed up that they would take the whole family out to eat and eat. Come back and continue to do it with me, how about it? The treatment is the same as before, you know I never treat others." Zhou Qingfeng Said.

"I don't think I can refuse." Thinking of the embarrassment that had just occurred to him, Marshall smiled twice, but it was a lot easier, "otherwise I'm afraid I'll be on the street."

"It's not just that you want to cross the street, your family was also killed by me and me. Died in ..., chaotic city law and order." Zhou Qingfeng shrugged, and you don't blame me for being calm.

Thinking of the family who was worried not far away from the car, Marshall followed with a bitter smile. He used to be the Chief of the Military Intelligence, and he saw more cruel things. At this moment, he can be recruited again by Zhou Qingfeng, but he understands that he still has the capital and opportunity to come back. "Do I need to return to Havana with you immediately?"

"No ..., no need." Zhou Qingfeng shook his head.

"You don't worry about the situation in Havana?" Marshall asked. He has been away from the top for too long, and his understanding of the current situation is out of touch.

"Do you know why I suddenly changed my mind and came to see you?" Zhou Qingfeng asked in return, he did not wait for Marshall to answer, and continued: "I am not worried about foreign enemies, I am more worried about the thief. Someone inside the legion is making trouble, this person's status is not yet Low, I'm going to dig him out. "

Hearing the thief, Marshall's heart finally became hot. He originally served as the Director of Military Intelligence, and clearing away traitors was something he was good at. He asked in a deep voice, "Captain, what do you need me to do?"

"Investigate, I have n’t been able to find out who has a problem in the army for a while, so check from the outside. Your identity is good, someone is a spy inside me, so I have to arrange someone to go inside the enemy. Ah. "Zhou Qingfeng kicked Marshall into the most dangerous position.

Marshall paused for a second or two before realizing again that he had no way back. Obviously, I ran out of the Aurora Corps, and now I have to be born and die if I want to go back. He gritted his teeth and nodded. "Okay, let me figure it out. But my family ..."

"I must take them away." Zhou Qingfeng underplayed again, "I will take care of them."

Marshall clenched his teeth again and promised not to see the leader of the army rushing out to solicit the old story with a smile. But do n’t send your family over, let alone gain trust, you ca n’t even save your life at this moment-the legionnaire is very nice to himself, but he is even more ruthless towards the enemy.

"Oh, by the way. Help me investigate another woman, Novembe Annabella Terra, who is a biologist and seems to have been detained by a zombie president." Zhou Qingfeng drew a note again. Write down Nova's full name, it's an explanation.

Marshall nodded, taking over both tasks. The two set the time and method of contact, which can be regarded as a smoothing of the entire incident. But Marshall was feeling a little heavy at the moment. He pushed the door and walked to his wife and children, whispering, "I'm afraid we'll be separated for a while."

Marshall's wife looked at the car parked on the side of the road, and then looked at her husband's expression. She knew in her heart that something very important must have happened ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The people who survived in the last days did not have too many tears and choices. The family embraced each other and separated.

Marshall stood on the side of the road, watching his wife, children, and even servants board another car behind Zhou Qingfeng. The car disappeared quickly, and the roar of the engine quickly disappeared.

"Ah ... I'm going to work again." Marshall grabbed Zhou Qingfeng's hand and sent him a large bag of food and hundreds of gold coins, turned around and strode back. He cried a long time, and a fiery heart almost shouted. But reason made him secretly say, "Let Inkley go, I just want to make a future for my family."

In the departing car, the Marshalls, who had just separated from their families, were still struggling. But the driver in the car also felt a big bag of food and immediately reassured them.

"Mom, there are quiches, cakes, and sausages." A child opened the cloth bag, and a scent of food came out just after opening a seam.

The driver said: "All cooked food, you can rest assured that we can at least ensure that you have enough food. Now we will go to the airport and take you to a safe place."

The children couldn't bear it anymore. They grabbed the food and stuffed their mouths. Even the maid at home looked like a starving ghost, and quietly grabbed a sausage and murmured silently. Marshall's wife also grabbed a piece of quiche and couldn't help but asked after eating half a bit, "Which side are you on?"

"I thought you could guess." The driver did not take the initiative to reveal the answer.

But Marshall's wife sighed, knowing it. It can't be the Enclave, it can't be the Mexican government, and it can't be the Brotherhood of Steel. Then it can only be ... "Oh my god, my husband actually joined the Aurora Corps again."