Chapter 174 Collusion

If there is no government, rebuild the government.一＞＞Fiction≯ ﹤≦≤<≤≤<≦<<≦≦If there is no army, rebuild the army.

For careerists in the last days, this is an ambitious dream!

Anyway, it was only people who disappeared, but a lot of rising positions were given up instead. Moreover, all kinds of food, water, fuel and other living materials did not disappear because of this, they just flowed poorly, so countless people felt that their opportunities had come.

It's just easier said than done! The road of striving for dreams is full of hardships and sufferings...

Mr. Johnson of the Brotherhood of Steel, for example, is upset. Because of the capture of Manhattan, he was promoted from the first-level assault team leader to the regional commander by the Brotherhood headquarters, but now the commander-in-chief is sitting in the office facing a lot of urgent problems, but he is helpless.

The adjutant is reporting: "Our 'cutting' plan has suffered a comprehensive setback. Four special operations teams have failed and suffered heavy losses."

The so-called 'cut' plan is to send several groups of powerful mercenaries to kill the five top executives of the Skull and Bones. This method of small cost, low cost and high profit is the ingenious idea that Mr. Johnson came up with.

However, the facts have given Mr. Johnson a scoop of cold water. The real US military special elite has disappeared, and the substitutes he found are completely unqualified. The first to fourth special operations teams are mostly professional killers, or gangsters. If you want to take the rank of general among millions of troops, this... seems to be quite difficult.

According to what Johnson saw, the special operations teams he sent out were more than a dozen, dozens of people entered the Skull and Bones territory. These people entered the enemy-occupied area with great momentum, but in the end, all of them failed due to various problems. Most of them were wiped out, only a few people ran back, and they were all in a mess.

"Hey, it's difficult to fight head-on, and the surprise attack was unsuccessful. Is it going to enter a war of attrition again? But the supplies can't afford it! How can we break the current situation?" His Excellency Johnson sighed, and his mind was tangled.

With the end of the world approaching, the New York branch of the Brotherhood of Steel occupied the US National Guard barracks on Staten Island, and blocked the entire Staten Island in the early days. By advocating 'white supremacy', it attracted a large number of forces and developed well.

But the Skull and Bones Society is not a vegetarian either. They started out with a few thousand prisoners and united any forces that could be united. After occupying several US barracks and arsenals, they had extremely abundant weapons and equipment. Although the quality of its personnel is uneven, and the internal forces are intriguing, they are also extremely powerful.

Both sides can't swallow anyone, it's very painful!

"By the way, don't we have six special operations teams?" Mr. Johnson suddenly remembered,

I still have two mercenaries, "How are they doing?"

"Uh...." The adjutant thought for a while, and said, "There was no news after Guzman's team sneaked into Brooklyn. Hugo team, they..., they...."

"What are they doing?" Looking at the adjutant's expression, Johnson felt that the two teams might have many problems, so he asked coldly.

"Victor Hugo seems to be in a smuggling business."

"puff……!"

Mr. Johnson took a sip of coffee and splashed it all over the table. He asked in astonishment, "Say it again, what is that Chinese doing?"

"Business."

"Is there any mistake, I don't care about his identity and race, I allow him to join the great and glorious Brotherhood of Steel, and he will repay me like this?" His Excellency Johnson felt furious.

However, the adjutant took the initiative to explain: "I contacted Victor Hugo, and he said that he was trying to win the trust of the Skull and Bones Society and to get closer to the goal. He also criticized your plan of 'cutting' for quick success and instant benefit. There will be a chance of success."

"This..." Your Excellency Johnson's first reaction was that he was deceived, but the reality is that the other special operations teams he sent out all failed, but the weakest Hugo team managed to thrive.

Although furious, Johnson could only hold back the anger in his heart and asked, "Did that bastard say when he would succeed?"

"Uh...he said about a month." The adjutant replied.

"So long?" Johnson was very dissatisfied with this, "No, I have to exert some pressure. Tell that Chinese kid, I only give him half a month, if he doesn't have any results, I will disqualify him as a mercenary .”

"Okay, I will follow your order." The adjutant nodded slightly, and slowly exited Johnson's office. And he walked out of the headquarters of the Brotherhood of Steel in Staten Island, and immediately got into a car near the headquarters.

Inside the car, Lena Fox asked with a charming smile: "My adjutant, thank you for everything you have done for me. I am very glad that you can help me install a bug in Mr. Johnson's office, Mr. Commander. I know everything. This is the material that belongs to you, and I have someone store it in the warehouse at the port."

The adjutant took a bill of lading, saw the list of supplies on it, and smiled with satisfaction: "Miss Fox, you are so generous. You are the leader of the consortium who once controlled tens of billions of assets, and Commander Lawrence's recommendation is indeed correct.

Wondering if you'd like to meet the other frontline commanders of our Brotherhood of Steel, they all have some loot they want to get rid of, and need a professional to provide a sales outlet. "

Lena Fox smiled slightly, nodded slightly, but roared in her heart: "You bastards, what you talk about isism, what you do is business! Back then, I almost drove my mother to a dead end, but now you are begging me to help you!" You're taking advantage? I'd be sorry if I didn't kill you a few times!"

While Miss Fox was angry, Zhou Qingfeng was worried. He returned to the black market at Kennedy Airport with a large number of grandpa-grade military cans, but it was troublesome to sell them so safely.

The butcher's pistol attack killed seven people last time, and this time the two are considered celebrities again. When passers-by saw them both, they all silently pointed in the distance.

"That's the big guy. Very powerful."

"Yes, seven bald men were killed by him alone."

"That Asian kid is just a cover. Don't look at him walking in front, but he can only pretend, but it's really useless. If you want to deal with these two people in the future, you must not be fooled by the short guy, and pay attention to that fierce big guy."

Zhou Qingfeng has a good ear, and was very annoyed by these comments. He complained silently in his heart: One in front and one in back is a battle formation, okay? Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand.

"Are these idiots blind? Am I very short?" Zhou Qingfeng, who was 1.8 meters tall, was very upset.

The butcher, who was over 1.9 meters tall, immediately made up his knife, "You are shorter than me."

While the two were muttering, a dirty child ran towards Zhou Qingfeng again. This time Zhou Qingfeng said with a cold face, "Hey, boy, I remember you. Don't use the same trick twice in front of me. Does anyone think I'm a fat sheep?"

But the kid didn't come to steal things this time. He said mysteriously: "Sir, do you want to order something good? It's on time and good, and you'll be satisfied!" (To be continued.)