Chapter 1404 Who Is the Traitor?

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Night, inside Mexico City.

A figure sprang out from the state guesthouse, quickly crossed the cordon set up by the Enclave garrison, and disappeared in the street outside the hotel in the blink of an eye.

After leaving the eyes of the surveillance personnel, the speed of the figure slowed down. He was wearing a jacket with a hood and walked briskly with his hands in his pockets.

Illuminated by torches and street lamps, the city is indistinct in the darkness, and displaced poor people and soldiers with guns can be seen everywhere on the streets. Everyone's eyes were vigilant and ferocious. Surviving in this city must have a heart of iron.

For the soldiers and sentries under martial law on the streets, the hooded figures can avoid and dodge whenever they can. Anyway, with his speed and agility, it is very difficult for anyone to keep up with his flying pace. As for the robbers rushing out of the street from time to time, those who are too vicious will be killed, and generally they will be knocked out.

The direction of the hooded figure was the embassy area in the city. Since he had no means of transportation, he walked a long distance. But when he walked near the embassy, ​​two men with indifferent faces suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Take out your ID card." A man took out a pistol and pointed it at the hooded man with a sharp tone.

"What?" The one wearing the hood was naturally Zhou Qingfeng who had come out of the State Guest House. He didn't expect that someone would want to check his ID card when he arrived near the embassy area. He has a ghost ID card!

Another man stood behind Zhou Qingfeng, put one hand on his shoulder and said, "Don't move around, we are from the gendarmerie, and we think you are suspicious. The people around here are our people, if you don't want to die, you'd better be honest .”

Another gun barrel was pressed against Zhou Qingfeng's lower back, and a counter-hand touched his waist to search him. Uncle Zhou obviously didn't like being touched by a man, so he directly elbowed the man behind him on the neck, and then kicked the man in front of him in the crotch.

The two attacks were crisp, short and effective, almost at the same time. The man behind Zhou Qingfeng was so beaten that his body felt as if his neck would be broken. The moment he lost his balance, he wanted to shoot, but soon there was severe pain in his hand, his wrist was broken, and the pistol was snatched away.

The man in front of Zhou Qingfeng was even more unlucky. He was kicked and jumped up. When he fell down, he was lying on the ground like a toad. The man did pull the trigger in a moment of crisis, and the pistol went off with a bang.

Gunshots are not uncommon in Mexico City, but the movement still alarmed an unremarkable car not far from the street. Two people jumped out of the car and shouted at Zhou Qingfeng, and quickly took out weapons such as pistols.

A distance of twenty or thirty meters can be reached within a few seconds of running. The sound of warning shots fired three or four times at the same time, and the shouts of shouting and drinking were rapidly approaching.

Zhou Qingfeng squatted on the ground at this moment, using the man who had been kicked in the crotch as a cover, he took out a Type 56 short-barreled rifle with a folded stock from his body. Da da da..., the two shuttles shot in short bursts, and the person running from the opposite side was shot dead on the spot.

No one dared to control the blatant murder scene on this street, and occasionally people who saw it would leave quickly. Soon, only the two so-called 'gendarmes' who stopped Zhou Qingfeng at the beginning were left moaning.

Zhou Qingfeng kicked the pistol away, instead of addressing the meaning of the two so-called 'gendarmes', he shouted into the dark corner of the street, "These two living and two dead are given to you, enjoy them to your heart's content. "

After saying this, Zhou Qingfeng strode towards the car parked on the side of the road that had no owner, and groups of urban poor came out like ghosts from the darkness behind him.

"We are the gendarmerie brothers and we will be here soon, you'd better leave quickly." The gendarmerie man barely stood up with a broken wrist, and ran a few steps before trying to retrieve the pistol he had dropped. The companion who kicked him in the crotch had no time to intimidate him, but fled with a limp.

In Zhou Qingfeng's direction, when he walked to the car, he pressed the intercom in his clothes and said, "Marshall, I'm here.

where are you? "

A sneaky figure quickly appeared on the other side of the street in the embassy area. After confirming that the situation was safe, he quickly ran towards Zhou Qingfeng. We met this time."

Behind Zhou Qingfeng, two so-called 'gendarmes' screamed, and dozens of poor people tried their best to tear them apart. They are like jackals without claws, being eaten by a nest of mice. And someone was approaching Zhou Qingfeng, staring at the two fallen corpses on the ground.

"Let's go, let's talk in another place." Zhou Qingfeng got into the car left by the military police. The car was quite comfortable, with everything to eat and drink. He came out this time to connect with Marshall. The former Chief of Military Intelligence is still very capable, and he can get a lot of news in a day.

Zhou Qingfeng drove a few blocks on the street, stopped and took a file bag from Marshall, which contained a report on the traitor of the Aurora Legion.

"I got this information with some money and some connections. I really can't imagine how corrupt the Enclave is now. The power struggle makes a lot of information that should be kept secret almost free."

Marshall found a box of rusks in the car and ate while chatting about his secret work. He sighed: "I easily bought the first-class secretary of the embassy with the two cans of condensed milk I brought back yesterday. This was really unimaginable in the past."

Zhou Qingfeng was flipping through the intelligence materials sent by Marshall, which were all detailed descriptions. Enclave's intelligence personnel don't know much about the Aurora Legion, but as the head of the Legion, he can see more clues.

Seeing Zhou Qingfeng's frown, Marshall explained, "The Enclave still doesn't know who is leaking this information to them. However, according to multiple radio contacts, they have determined that the location of the station that transmitted this information is at Guantanamo Bay."

"Guantanamo?" A name popped up in Zhou Qingfeng's mind, "Fenoist?"

"The person in charge of the 'Kennedy' aircraft carrier?" Marshall is very familiar with the personnel of the corps, and he has monitored all high-level figures in the corps except the five giants. However, it has been a year since he left the Legion, and he is not clear about many new situations.

"Feno should have been involved in this leak. The 'Kennedy' has been soaking in seawater and has not been effectively maintained. He needs to take full responsibility for this."

Zhou Qingfeng shook his head in the middle of speaking, "But Fei Nuo is not the real head of this leaking operation, and these leaked information need to be accessed at a higher level."

Continuing to check and check, Zhou Qingfeng soon saw the latest intelligence information. He immediately cursed, and said angrily, "This traitor is definitely a senior member of the legion. The 'Dongfeng' plan has been leaked. This matter was only mentioned once in a recent meeting."

After quickly flipping through it, Zhou Qingfeng felt a little more at ease. The Enclave only knows that there is a top-secret 'Dongfeng' plan, but they don't know what this plan is for? Otherwise, Enclave would have killed him long ago. And this shows that the person who leaked the secret was someone who attended the meeting that day.

"This bastard must be found." Zhou Qingfeng said bitterly, "I treated those people well, but they actually betrayed me behind their backs."

Marshall also knew that the situation was serious, but he provided a clue, "This traitor may be in a high position, but he is not professional. Although he is careful, he has a strong hatred and fear towards the Legion , which can be seen from the text of the leaked information.”

"I will arrange people to follow up on this matter, and you can't relax here." Zhou Qingfeng couldn't stay outside for long, he sent Marshall back to the embassy area, and he was about to return to the State Guesthouse with the intelligence materials he got.

And when Zhou Qingfeng returned to the original driving position, the two corpses and the two 'gendarmes' on the ground were gone, but a group of poor people with green eyes wandering around the streets.

Zhou Qingfeng didn't even close the door after getting out of the car. He whistled at the poor and shouted: "This car belongs to you, dispose of it."

Just when Zhou Qingfeng walked less than ten meters away, the poor and crazy poor rushed to the car. I believe that it won't take long for this car to leave even a screw. And the gendarmerie in the city wouldn't even be able to find out.