Rise of the Wasteland

"Do you want to implement a beheading tactic?"

"I guess the Cubans should lack heavy weapons, such as a few m270 heavy rocket launchers, and they must be interested."

"It's up to our 'Aurora Corps' to negotiate with high-level Cubans in Florida. After you have confirmed the news, can you take off a few guided bombs or take off fighter jets? The cost is not high and the gain is great."

Zhou Qingfeng's simple words made the skeptical Clooney meditation. He asked a long time later, "How confident are you?"

"Two or three points."

"That's too little."

"It's pretty good, just a few rocket launchers. You can also tamper with the equipment, let these things only complete a small number of tests, and prevent them from hitting you in turn."

Clooney was silent again, "I need to report this to headquarters."

"Then you'd better hurry up, I'll go and test the tone with the guys who call themselves 'Committees.'" Zhou Qingfeng ran privately again to find Cuban Jose, who was in mediation.

The old man was as proud as ever, leaning on a lounge chair and pointing the stool at his fingertips, he laughed: "Young man, I thought you would come to me in two days. I didn't expect you to be so upset. "

"I guess your" committee "is trying to integrate the three largest Cuban forces at the moment, and wants to squeeze us out." Zhou Qingfeng did not sit down, but instead looked down at Jose and said, "Your ideas are good, but you must The Aurora Corps' has nothing to do with it, but it also has to consider our interests. "

The old man's face suddenly became cold. "Young people, your forces are not worth mentioning at all. What qualifications are there to discuss benefits with us?"

"Do you want to order some US-style heavy weapons? For example, the m270a2 multi-barrel rocket launcher system. I have a complete company in my hand, and there are still a lot of ammunition." Zhou Qingfeng threw the bait.

The old Jose frowns, and it really interest him. He asked questioningly, "Would you like to sell this kind of thing?"

"Of course, this is conditional. First of all, we require the purchase of all large passenger aircraft and related pilots, ground support and accessories in your hands. This acquisition project must begin immediately. We previously paid for it with fuel, and now we pay with heavy weapons. .

Second, I asked for all the researchers at the University of Florida School of Computers and the supercomputer codenamed 'Volcano' in their underground computer room.

Finally, I requested that this series of transactions be completed within five days. "

Zhou Qingfeng's requirements are harsher than one, especially the last one. If these acquisitions are to be completed, five days is absolutely not enough. This made the old Jose frown even more. "Your request is strange."

"I naturally have my consideration. If you are interested, our 'Aurora Corps' can quickly bring in the weapons you need, but this condition is limited to these two days and is out of date." Zhou Qingfeng did not deliberately explain and left Leave after a series of requirements and conditions.

The reason why Zhou Qingfeng had to risk such a thing a few days before the advent of the nuclear bomb was that the University of Florida ’s volcano was super-calculated. According to the information stored in his armband computer, the 'volcano' is the central node for network communications throughout the southern United States. Supercomputing itself is very valuable, and the data stored in it is extremely precious.

Zhou Qingfeng wants to restart civilization after nuclear, chemical and biological weapons kill the world, and he will use these valuable data. What's more remarkable is that this supercomputer also stores a lot of secrets of the US defense industry and cutting-edge technology, and it can be very beneficial to get a little bit.

After putting forward his thoughts and requirements, Zhou Qingfeng could only wait in silently for the reply from the 'Increte' and the Cubans. His attitude has been expressed, and he will wait silently next, not eagerly.

The same pressure is on the Cuban 'Union' side. As the leader of the 'Alliance', in order to ease the current tension, General Fedro announced that he would host a dance party that evening to entertain friends from all sides.

When talking about a dance party, Zhou Qingfeng didn't feel it, but the Cubans in Guantanamo were excited. For Latinos, the days of no dancing, no spirits, and no party are in themselves the last days. When they heard the word prom, they couldn't wait to twist their bodies.

The dance is performed in a cold-meal style and is located in an open-air movie theater at a military base, where the venue is wide enough to hold thousands of people dancing at the same time. Although there are not too good material conditions, Cubans still try their best to organize this rare carnival moment.

As a distinguished guest, it was Ms. Mirta who invited Zhou Qingfeng. When he heard that he was going to hold a ball, he thought it was just eating and drinking, but the enchanting lady asked him, "Do you have a dance partner?"

"Dance partner?" Zhou Qingfeng looked at the "dog meat" that was always with him and thought: I only have a dog companion.

Upon seeing Zhou Qingfeng's expression, Mirta also knew that he was wrong. The young people in front of them did not bring women to Guantanamo, "You can let the girls around you accompany you to the ball."

"Uh ... but I can't dance." Zhou Qingfeng shrugged.

This was a surprise to Mirta. From the Latino's point of view, what is the difference between a person who cannot dance and a disability?

"Not at all?"

"It's not true at all."

"There will be countless girls who want to dance with you tonight, but if you use this excuse to shake them off, I think you will become the most annoying man in the whole base tomorrow."

"But ..." Zhou Qingfeng wanted to say: I really haven't learned to dance! I was born in poor silk, and it was expensive to learn to dance. You have to know that apart from Chinese men who specialize in art, few of them can dance.

But Mirta turned away without even listening to Zhou Qingfeng's explanation. UU reading books www. When uukanshu.com waited for the hostess to leave, several girls immediately rushed to be Zhou Qingfeng's dance partner tonight. Watching seven or eight beautiful Cuban female soldiers staring at him, he really couldn't say that he couldn't dance.

"What to do? Don't anyone else stay in the room when I go to the ball?" Zhou Qingfeng felt that if he was really so out of class, then he was afraid he would have no friends immediately. Maybe every day the female soldiers would leave him.

"Still, I just went to the party to shake the circle, watching others frantically twist their bodies, and letting go of their emotions, and I stood like a pillar standing on the side of the field, in a daze like the fixation.

It sounds a bit feasible, but the high cold is not that cold either. As a hero who is determined to ‘cultivate one ’s own home, govern the country, and peace the world’, social occasions are a place to hide.

If it is in China, any troubles are solved at the table. But Zhou Qingfeng is in Western society. Any troubles are solved in various meetings.

Zhou Qingfeng had no way to think and go, and lamented in his heart: "It's over, I will just kill and kill, and I haven't added any skill points in art!" (To be continued.)