Three Hundred and Sixtieth Chapters Follow-Up Support

A 10,000-ton passenger and cargo ship was docked at the pier in Matanzas. The burly butcher stepped out of the cabin, saw Zhou Qingfeng who was welcoming him, and quickly spread his arms and hugged him with a big smile.

"Aha, Victor, you bastard. I haven't seen you for two months, and you've come to Cuba to make trouble again. Do you know what people are talking about in private now? They say you predicted the nuclear bomb cleanup You are an angel sent by God to save the world. However, some people are preaching that you are a demon from hell, trying to rule the world.”

The butcher is still as big-mouthed as before, daring to say anything. These things were never mentioned in front of Zhou Qingfeng. After the hug, Zhou Qingfeng smiled and said, "So do you think I'm an angel or a devil?"

"Me?" The butcher shook his head, "I just threw the guy who said you were a devil behind his back into the sea, and told everyone that only people like me are called devils. If you want to explain something, go talk to Someone else explain. I just know I'm alive, and the rest don't care."

"Hahaha..." Zhou Qingfeng knew that none of his companions were idiots, and he grasped the timing of the nuclear bomb cleanup so accurately that it was astonishing. The reason why no one has come to question it now is probably waiting for him to explain himself. "Thank you, Nicholas. I'm glad you came to help me, this place is a mess."

"Is it bad? I think it's fine." The butcher also took a deep breath of cold air, "It makes me feel like I'm in Moscow."

For Russian teddy bears who live in the ice-covered period for six months a year, the current low temperature of minus a few degrees is really nothing. Zhou Qingfeng led the butcher into the urban area of ​​Matanzas, and at the same time introduced the current situation.

"Yesterday, an army came from the direction of Havana, about 300 people. After being attacked, they retreated to a small town ten kilometers away. But I guess the enemy will soon organize more troops to come again.

Now Havana has been occupied by a group of Mexicans, tens of thousands of people. Although the organization is not high, it is not easy to win. I want to take a month or two to deal with this group, so we have to be ready. "Zhou Qingfeng said.

The butcher continued: "I'm here to help you. I brought 500 security policemen. Although the training is not very good, at least they can obey your command. Five thousand tons of food is enough for you to win people's hearts in the early stage. .

There were also five twenty-horsepower camel steam-engines, which were specially recommended by Dr. Rezzo, our Industrial Director, and ten were built with men and equipment from Florida. This thing can be used to burn wood and coal. Although the technology is backward, it is very practical. "

"Great, at least we can solve part of the heating problem." Zhou Qingfeng was very happy about this. The wood near Matanzas is still very rich, and there are some peat mines. Although the calorific value is not high, it is generally used to produce fertilizers, but it is always possible to burn a boiler.

Zhou Qingfeng continued: "Since Nassau can manufacture pottery machines, I will organize people to dig coal. Coal mines are ready-made, and there are a lot of laborers who are starving to death here, and production can be resumed soon. I can even reverse Come and supply Nassau coal."

"If you can supply coal, you'd better hurry up." The butcher's expression suddenly became serious, "There was a riot in Nassau last night, and the desperate natives attacked our camp. Katerina executed more than two hundred people afterward. Sk would have loved to come and help you, but he can't come now."

Zhou Qingfeng's face immediately turned cold, "I'll immediately arrange manpower to focus on digging coal to ensure that there will be no major disturbances in our old lair. However, if we want to dig coal, we must find a way to prevent the enemy from attacking and harassing us."

"Can't we kill this enemy first?" asked the butcher.

Zhou Qingfeng shook his head, "The gang of bastards retreated to defend immediately after their attack was blocked last night. They also laid mines on the road and set up a large number of sentries. I was going to attack the other party for a night attack last night, but I almost blew my feet off. No more. All I can do now is to prohibit the other party from approaching.

You'll need a bit of heavy firepower to take them down. "

Zhou Qingfeng's advance team was small in number and only brought some individual weapons. The 'Javelin' anti-tank missile was the most heavy firepower he had at hand. But this firepower is far from enough. Now he can only slowly accumulate power and wait for the arrival of follow-up assistance.

When Zhou Qingfeng was thinking about how to strategize, his soldiers were desperately fighting the enemy. Since the opponent obviously had weapons such as mortars, in order to avoid being hit by shells, he ordered the cordon to be pushed at least five kilometers away from the city.

As an opponent, General Dabin, who had served as a regular officer, did not make Zhou Qingfeng too comfortable. He led the team stuck at a distance of ten kilometers and refused to leave. He also pushed the cordon forward by five kilometers. For this reason, the investigation and security forces of both sides began a strangling battle.

Since Nieto helped Zhou Qingfeng once in the nuclear explosion at New York's Kennedy Airport, he joined this team in a daze, and even traveled across the ocean with the fleet to Nassau. For the past two months, he has undergone rigorous military training.

The training results..., very bad.

Due to poor military quality, Nieto could not become an elite regular army under Katerina, at most he would be a security force under Qi Guangrong. But since he was a Mexican, he considered that he might be able to help in South America, so he joined Zhou Qingfeng's advance team to capture Havana.

At this time, Nieto's immediate boss is Sergeant Li Cha. This strange man brought his ten-year-old son to the battlefield. And Nieto was ordered to lead ten ordinary Cuban laborers to repair fortifications on the front line-building simple bunkers on the ground with wood.

The low temperature made the ground hard and frozen, and Nieto didn't have too many mechanical tools, so he could only let his Cubans light a fire on the ground and dig it up after the soil softened.

Several Cuban laborers were complaining in low voices, and they didn't know what they were talking about. Peña Nieto, who was the foreman with a gun, could only keep shouting words like "shut up" and "work" in Spanish. ②miào︰②bi︽.*② Pavilion ︽②,

Perhaps it was the flames or thick smoke that attracted the attention of the enemy. When the fortifications were halfway repaired, there was a sound of '咻' coming from the air. Peña Nieto, who is weak in combat but has a lot of experience, is also considered a half-veteran. He didn't care what it was, and immediately yelled "Lie down" and lay down on the ground.

A 60mm mortar shell fell on the construction site, and the mud kicked up smashed Nieto's head and face. When he raised his head again, he found two of the ten Cuban workers lying in the excavated fortifications, and the other eight were running back quickly.

There were random gunshots on the battlefield at this moment, Nieto held his m3a1 submachine gun and shouted at Cuban labor: "Bastard, if you don't want to die, get down and don't run around."

No one responded to Nieto's yelling. There was a field of farmland around him, and there were a lot of sugar cane fields a hundred meters away. When he saw a lot of sugar cane shaking and falling, he quickly aimed the submachine gun in his hand.

Several gunmen rushed out of the sugarcane field, and these people were hit by a handful of bullets as soon as they appeared. The sugarcane hit by the swishing bullets broke and exploded, and the people who rushed out quickly retreated back with screams.

m3a1 is a hundred-year-old gun, but old guns also have the benefits of old guns, cheap and easy to use. When Nieto hurriedly changed the magazine again, he felt his heart beating like a drum, his breathing was disordered, and there was a rusty smell from the corner of his mouth, which seemed to have bitten his lip.

It was Nieto's first serious fight, and the performance was... nothing to praise.