Rise of the Wasteland

Chapter 291 Nuclear Fusion Battery

Five hundred yards is four hundred and fifty meters, a distance that even a living person cannot see clearly with the naked eye, let alone a small wine bottle. What's worse is that in the night environment, ordinary night vision goggles can't see the target at this distance clearly.

In this environment, only the professional high-end night vision scope used by the sisters Irene and Allie can play a role. The two sisters used their own efforts to drag the competition into the stage of complete competition of equipment.

"The snipers of your 'Aurora Legion' are very good. But since we all destroyed ten targets, this game is considered a tie." Old man Jose laughed and said, "Okay, I'm a little tired, I want to Go back and rest. You youngsters keep playing."

Surrounded by more than a dozen bodyguards and entourages, His Excellency Jose from the 'committee' is about to turn around and leave. Obviously he is aware of the risk and doesn't want to continue playing. It's just that as soon as the group moved around, 'Dog Meat' swished in front of them, baring its fangs and growling.

The growl of 'dog meat' was very intimidating, and the two bodyguards immediately stopped in front of their master, while the others formed a circle with vigilant eyes. The old man Jose immediately shouted sharply: "Mr. Hugo, let your dog go away, or I will give the order to shoot."

"I advise you not to give such stupid orders, it will only hurt your own people." Zhou Qingfeng slowly walked down from the high stage of the venue, with a cold and calm attitude.

As the owner of the Guantanamo base, General Fedro, who was still on the high platform, wanted to mediate, but Mirta stopped her husband again. This woman is naturally good at taking advantage of the situation, she whispered: "Let them fight."

The old man Jose, who was blocked, suddenly became furious, "Victor Hugo, do you want to provoke a dispute between us?"

"There seems to be an agreement between us just now. Those who fail in the shooting competition seem to have to pay something?" Zhou Qingfeng said coldly: "Old guy, you must be suffering from senile amnesia, right? Take out the prize that belongs to me .”

"We didn't decide the winner? Where did the prize come from?"

"Then compete again to decide the winner. If you see an advantage, you will take advantage of it, and if you see a danger, you will avoid it. This kind of shameless approach will not work in front of me. Since you have provoked a dispute, don't try to get away easily."

Facing the aggressive Zhou Qingfeng, His Excellency Jose, who considered himself powerful, felt that he had already given in enough. He is from the "Cuban North American Strategic Committee" that occupies the entire state of Florida, and he is not a cat or dog who can be bullied casually.

"Victor Hugo, don't forget, you still seem to want to cooperate with us." The old man Jose shouted again, "I can refuse your cooperation proposal at any time, and you 'Aurora Legion' don't want to start with us." We get any good in our hands."

"Don't take yourself too seriously, that shit 'committee' of yours can be talked to with another person." Zhou Qingfeng refused to budge, and said oppressively: "Hand over the baby you made the bet on, or you won't want to leave."

While speaking, Zhou Qingfeng had already walked a few meters away from the old man Jose, and the other two bodyguards who were both 1.9 meters tall immediately came up to him. One of them blocked the road with a strong body, lowered his head and said intimidatingly: "Mr. Hugo, Your Excellency Jose doesn't like you getting too close. In order to avoid hurting you, please back away."

The old man Jose, who was hiding behind the bodyguard, also yelled: "Little Hugo, you don't seem to know how to respect the elders? I have been very polite to you, now please back down, don't let those street gangsters treat you like that." Playing it out, we are not a gang here, but a regular violent institution."

Now the smell of gunpowder is stronger than that of the shooting competition just now. All kinds of people in the audience were stunned by this sudden scene. Everyone was thinking: How can these big people turn their backs? They were betting together just now that they wanted to add to the fun, but now they are about to kill someone.

Even General Fedro, who had been on the sidelines, became anxious, "We can't let them go on like this. This is my territory, and they must be separated from me."

Seeing that her husband was about to rush out,

Mirta grabbed Fedro's hand again and said in a low voice: "Who do you want to help? Who can you offend? Didn't you find that Victor Hugo had made up his mind to want that battery a long time ago? He had expected it long ago. Sai will play tricks, no matter whether he wins or loses the game just now, he will do it. If you want to bring hatred on yourself, then go ahead."

At the scene of the confrontation, Zhou Qingfeng slightly raised his head and glanced at the big bodyguard in front of him, and said in a low voice: "Go away, idiot, don't force me to do it."

"Sir, I have more than a dozen companions, but you only have one person. I don't think it's me who is going to get out." The 1.9-meter bodyguard even took half a step forward, trying to force Zhou Qingfeng back.

"It's really short-sighted!" Zhou Qingfeng moved suddenly, and he didn't show mercy. He pushed forward with both hands, and the bodyguard, who weighed more than 100 kilograms, was pushed backwards by his tremendous force, and then kicked violently, with five times the explosive force of ordinary people, kicking the opponent out like a ball.

With a bang, the 'ball' weighing more than 100 kilograms flew up and crashed directly into the middle of Jose's entourage. Many people were hit like bowling pins, and they were thrown into chaos.

As soon as Zhou Qingfeng made a move, another bodyguard who forced him up immediately drew his gun, trying to control the bad-tempered young man in front of him. It was only when he made a move that Zhou Qingfeng grabbed his shoulder and pulled it down with a much quicker movement than him, hitting his waist hard with his knee.

A fierce knee bump almost cost the second bodyguard half his life, Zhou Qingfeng didn't wait for the target to scream, and grabbed him for a round. The second 'ball' was thrown out again, with the same crackling impact.

After waiting for the two attacks with extremely quick hands and feet, old man Jose's subordinates also quickly reacted from the confusion. Someone drew his gun again and was about to shoot at Zhou Qingfeng, but before he could aim the gun, a gunshot from tens of meters away came first, and the bullet immediately broke his arm.

Elder sister Irene made a meritorious deed with one shot, and pulled the trigger with a bang, a hot bullet case jumped out of the chamber, and then pushed the trigger again to load another round. The younger sister Ellie even took out an mp7a1, and shouted to Li Cha and others nearby with a rebellious expression: "Don't move around, I will kill anyone who moves?"

The people around Jose became confused again, because just at that moment, 'Dog Meat' entered Jose's protective circle, threw the old man to the ground, bit the old man's head with sharp teeth, It can kill the opponent!

"That's enough, stop it." Seeing that the overall situation was settled, Mirta immediately came out to clean up the mess and reap the friendship between the two sides. She ran up a few steps to stop Zhou Qingfeng from acting as a peacemaker, and said, "Mr. Hugo, please don't hurt Your Excellency Jose again, okay? It's not good for anyone."

Zhou Qingfeng walked up to Jose, looked at the old man whose head was bitten by 'dog meat' and couldn't move, and sighed, "Old guy, you really overestimated your own strength. Hand over that battery, it belongs to me."

His Excellency Jose, who had always been sitting upright and dignified, fell to the ground and found that he had kicked an iron board. He quickly took out the unique 'nuclear fusion battery' from his pocket and handed it to Zhou Qingfeng.

This battery is about the size of a palm, two or three centimeters thick, and is heavy in the hand. The inscription on the surface roughly explains its usage method and specifications. After Zhou Qingfeng took over, a long-lost smile finally appeared on his face.

"Thank you, Mr. Jose. Thank you for your battery, I like it very much. By the way, don't forget the reward of 10,000 gold coins, give it to Ms. Mirta."

When Zhou Qingfeng said this, he turned his head to look at the thousands of people in the venue, and shouted: "I announced earlier that all the girls who kiss me will share this bounty. Girls, what are you waiting for? come -on, baby! We're going to have a good time tonight... I want to set a record of beheading a hundred people."

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