Chapter 1324: Pressure
When Zhou Qingfeng returned to Guantanamo, the entire military base was completely sealed off. Not only did he keep the mutant guards, but he also asked the Air Force to bring in a team with carrier-based aircraft flying experience to re-control the airspace of Guantanamo Bay, and he also used Yunwu to bring in a guard battalion composed entirely of compatriots.
It took time for the freighter to unload the container. Zhou Qingfeng and Katerina drove a small Cessna back to Havana after leaving the maintenance task behind. During the flight, Hunny asked, "Victor, you seem to be a little worried about the people in Guantanamo."
The Cessna is flying fast in the sky, and the earth is flying by in front of you. Zhou Qingfeng, who was in charge of the pilot, said coldly: "I have been busy with other things for the past year, and I have not paid enough attention to the USS Kennedy.
It is true that the Legion did not provide enough operating resources to the Guantanamo base in the past year, but an aircraft carrier actually grew barnacles and shells on the pier, which is absolutely dereliction of duty. "
As a strong leader, Zhou Qingfeng definitely ruled the majority with the minority. In the extreme environment of the end of the world, it is very normal for some accidents to happen. He had used the rectification movement to clean up the local Cuban forces in the legion before, but now he faced even bigger troubles.
There are just over 100,000 Chinese talents in the legion, but the number of whites from the United States has already exceeded 500,000. And these people are also the backbone of the legion.
How to win people's hearts and suppress rebellion will test Zhou Qingfeng's commanding ability. Some thoughts and ideas, he couldn't even tell his closest ally. Talking about it is tantamount to making the contradictions and rifts public.
Zhou Qingfeng established the Military Intelligence Bureau directly under him to deal with this problem, but since the head of the Military Intelligence Bureau, Alfred Marshall, returned to Enclave, the work efficiency of the Military Intelligence Bureau has dropped significantly. He couldn't find anyone who could take over the post of Chief of Military Intelligence.
"Sometimes a tragic foreign war is an effective way to eliminate internal conflicts." With this in mind, Zhou Qingfeng made up his mind to have an unusual cleansing. It's just how to prevent the society from targeting itself at that time, this is a technical job.
The Cessna was parked at the Havana airport, and Katerina was eager to show Miss Fox the spectacle of the Time-Space Gate that she had photographed, while Zhou Qingfeng went to another transshipment freighter to bring over ten battalions of Hongqi-2. The transfer of low-value items does not need to open the time and space gate.
On the question of who should be in charge of the missile brigade, Zhou Qingfeng upholds the concept of not being suspicious, but not being suspicious, and directly pulls out Liu Meng, who has just arrived in Havana from Africa.
Although there are many rocket and missile experts from Florida in the Legion, he still feels that his compatriots are more at ease in using them. So the appointment was issued....
"Me?" Liu Meng was completely confused when he received the appointment. He had guessed that he would be reused by the Legion after arriving in Havana. After all, similar examples are not uncommon. For example, Chen Rui, who is now in charge of the Air Force, is also from Angola in Africa. But..., "I don't understand anything!"
"I can't help you here." In the Legion Commander's Office of the Capitol, Zhou Qingfeng signed the appointment letter with a few strokes, and handed it to the man who was less than thirty years old in front of him.
"The Ministry of the Interior will prepare a consultant team for you, all experts from the Kennedy Space Center. The Ministry of Industry will also provide you with a group of technicians, excellent talents from Canada, Brazil or other manufacturing industries. These people can help you complete the missile transformation task.
I now need you to put the missile brigade into operation in the shortest possible time, and I hope you can complete it in half a month. If you do it, you stay. If you can't do it, you can go back to Africa. "
Zhou Qingfeng didn't want to hand over his well-equipped missile brigade to outsiders, but the compatriots from Africa were either farming or engaged in infrastructure construction, and the only one who knew how to play missiles was this veteran who had retired for many years.
Seeing his army commander staring at him with a serious face, Liu Meng, a man from Shandong, suddenly felt a lot of pressure. He received the letter of appointment, saluted and walked out of his boss's office silently, with only half a month in his mind, the fatal deadline.
"Isn't it a joke to build a missile brigade in half a month?" Liu Meng was still holding a USB flash drive sent by Zhou Qingfeng. He hurriedly found it while waiting for the Ministry of the Interior to distribute his subordinates A computer checks to see what's in the bag.
"Ten battalions of Hongqi-2, with a total of 2,000 rounds of prepared ammunition. Where did this old antique come from?" Liu Meng first looked at the asset list of her missile brigade, the most important of which was claimed to be from Cuba. Old stuff from the arsenal.
Missile carrier vehicles, launch vehicles, radar vehicles, command vehicles, power supply vehicles, maintenance vehicles, fuel vehicles, a missile battalion has three launch companies, and the launch company serves as a basic combat unit with three launch platoons. Counting down, there are more than 100 vehicles of various types, including cooking vehicles.
"The equipment is quite complete." Liu Meng hasn't seen the specific missiles yet, but according to the data, the ten missile battalions are basically fully mechanized. "I don't know how these old antiques are maintained? I hope they can still be used after decades of storage in the warehouse."
After reading the materials for half an hour, Liu Meng still lacked an intuitive understanding of the situation and difficulties she was about to face. The Ministry of the Interior sent someone to send him a consultant and made a special introduction.
"This is Mr. Johnson. He is a rocket expert at Nasa, a former special advisor to the Missile Defense Agency of the US Department of Defense, the designer of the Delta 5 rocket, and a master scholar in fluid mechanics."
A series of titles stunned Liu Meng, and he quickly stood up to shake hands with the old consultant in front of him. The other party was very modest, and laughed at himself: "I'm just a useless old man now. I can neither research rockets nor make missiles."
"Your knowledge will definitely help us." Liu Meng was really not confident about finishing a missile brigade in half a month. Seeing Mr. Johnson in front of him was like grabbing at straws. "I have to say frankly that the mission assigned to me by the regiment commander is absolutely impossible for me alone."
Hahaha... Consultant Johnson laughed a few times. He patted Liu Meng on the shoulder and said, "You are not the only one who finds this too difficult, and I also find it difficult. But the whole work is not just the two of us."
Afterwards, people kept coming to report to Liu Meng, all of whom were elites drawn from various units of the Legion under orders from the Ministry of the Interior. There are missile experts, radar experts, communication talents, modification experts, and retired military officers.
Twenty or thirty people formed the leadership and management of the missile brigade. Liu Meng, who was originally mediocre, became the brigade commander relying on the appointment of the regiment commander. He could feel that some people really came to help, while others were not convinced by his young self.
"My God, build a missile brigade in half a month? This damn mission is really going to cost me my life!"