When Zhou Qingfeng returned to Guantanamo, the entire military base was completely blocked. He not only left behind the mutant guards, but also asked the Air Force to dispatch a team with carrier-based aircraft flight experience to re-control the airspace of Guantanamo, and used Yunwu to pull a guard battalion composed entirely of compatriots.

It took time for the freighter to unload the container. After Zhou Qingfeng dropped the maintenance mission, he and Caterina flew back to Havana in a small ‘Cessna’ plane. During the flight, the young girl asked: “Victor, you seem to be a little worried about the people in Guantanamo.”

The 'Cessna' flew rapidly in the sky, and the earth flew past in front of his eyes. Zhou Qingfeng, who was responsible for the flight, said coldly: "I have been busy with other things for the past year and lacked attention to the 'Kennedy' aircraft carrier.

The Legion did not give Guantanamo base enough operating resources in the past year, but an aircraft carrier was actually covered with barnacles and shells on the dock, which was definitely a dereliction of duty."

As a strong leader, Zhou Qingfeng is definitely the one who ruled the majority with a minority. It is normal for some changes in such extreme environments as the end of the world. He had used the rectification movement to clean up the local Cuban forces in the legion, but now there is a greater trouble in front of him.

There are only more than 100,000 Chinese people in the Legion, but there are more than 500,000 white people from the United States. Moreover, these people are the backbone of the Legion.

How to win people's hearts and suppress rebellion is a test of Zhou Qingfeng's ability to command. He can't even talk about some thoughts and ideas to his closest allies. Having said that is equivalent to making the contradictions and rifts public.

Zhou Qingfeng formed his own military intelligence bureau to deal with this problem, but since the head of the military intelligence bureau Alfred Marshall returned to Increment, the work efficiency of the military intelligence bureau has dropped significantly. He could not find anyone who could take over the position of military intelligence director.

"Sometimes a fierce foreign war is an effective way to eliminate internal conflicts." Thinking of this in my heart, Zhou Qingfeng made up his mind to have an unusual "pure cleansing". It's just how to stop the social attack from being directed at yourself at that time, this is a technical job.

‘Cessna’ stopped at the Havana Airport. Caterina was anxious to show Miss Fox the wonders of the time and space gate she photographed. Zhou Qingfeng went to another transfer cargo ship to transport the ten battalions of ‘Hongqi-2’. There was no need to open the time and space gate for the transfer of low-value items.

Regarding whoever controls the missile brigade, Zhou Qingfeng adhered to the concept of "do not doubt people, do not doubt people" and directly pulled out Liu Meng, who had just arrived in Havana from Africa.

Although there were many rocket and missile experts from Florida in the Legion, he still felt that his compatriots were more at ease with them. So he appointed...

"Me?" Liu Meng, who received the appointment, was completely confused. He had guessed that he would be reused by the Legion after he arrived in Havana. After all, similar examples are not uncommon. For example, Chen Rui, who is now in charge of the air force, also comes from Angora, Africa. But..., "I don't know anything!"

"I can't help you." In the office of the Legion Commander of the Capitol, Zhou Qingfeng made several signings of appointment letters and handed them to the man under 30 in front of him.

"The Ministry of the Interior will prepare you an advisory team, all of which are experts from the Kennedy Space Center. The Ministry of Industry will also provide you with a group of technicians, outstanding talents from Canada, Brazil or other manufacturing industries. These people can help you complete the missile transformation mission.

I now need you to operate the missile brigade in as short as possible. I hope you can complete it in half a month. If you do it, you will stay. If you don’t, you can go back to Africa.”

Zhou Qingfeng didn't want to hand over the missile brigade he had carefully equipped to outsiders, but among his compatriots from Africa, they either farm or do infrastructure. The only one who knows how to play with missiles is the big-headed soldier who has been retired for many years.

Seeing his commander staring at him seriously, Liu Meng, a Shandong man, suddenly felt under great pressure. He took the letter of appointment, saluted him and silently walked out of his boss's office. He had only a deadline of "half a month" in his mind.

"Isn't this a joke to form a missile brigade in half a month?" Liu Meng was still holding a USB memory sent by Zhou Qingfeng. While waiting for the Ministry of the Interior to distribute his subordinates, he hurriedly found a computer to check what tricks there were in it.

"The 'Hongqi-2' of ten battalions have a total of 2,000 rounds of ammunition. Where did this old antique come out?" Liu Meng first looked at the asset list of his missile brigade, the most important of which was the old goods claimed to be from the 'Cuban Arsenal'.

Missile carriers, launch vehicles, radar vehicles, command vehicles, power supply vehicles, maintenance vehicles, and fuel vehicles. A missile battalion has three launch companies. The launch company is a basic combat unit and has three launch platoons under the jurisdiction of three launch platoons. In total, there are more than 100 vehicles of various types, even kitchen vehicles.

"The equipment is quite complete." Liu Meng hasn't seen the specific missiles yet, but from the information, these ten missile battalions have basically been completely mechanized. "I don't know how these old antiques are maintained? I hope they can still be used after being stored in the warehouse for decades."

After reading the information for half an hour, Liu Meng still lacked an intuitive understanding of the situation and difficulties she was facing. The Ministry of the Interior sent someone to send him an advisor and gave a special introduction.

"This is Mr. Johnson, a rocket expert at Nasa, former special advisor to the US Department of Defense Missile Defense Agency, the designer of the 'Delta'5 rocket, and a master-level scholar in fluid mechanics."

A series of titles knocked Liu Meng unconscious. He quickly stood up and shook hands to the old consultant in front of him. The other party was very humble and said self-deprecatingly: "I am just a useless old man now. I can't study rockets or build missiles."

"Your knowledge will definitely help us." Liu Meng was really unconfident in getting a missile brigade in half a month. Seeing Mr. Johnson in front of him was like catching a life-saving straw. "I must be honest, it is absolutely impossible for me to complete the task assigned by the Legion Commander to me alone."

Hahaha… Consultant Johnson laughed a few times. He patted Liu Meng on the shoulder and said, "You think this is not the only one who is too difficult, but I also think it's a lot of difficulties. But the whole work is not just the two of us."

Next, people kept coming to Liu Meng to report that they were all elites drawn from various units of the Legion after receiving orders from the Ministry of the Interior. There were missile experts, radar experts, communication talents, modification experts, and retired officers.

Twenty or thirty people formed the leadership and management of the missile brigade. Liu Meng, who was originally ordinary, became the brigade commander by relying on the appointment of the commander of the army. He could feel that some people were really here to help, while others were not convinced by his young self.
Chapter completed!