"You want to do arms trade? That's great!"

"Do you want a dock landing ship? We have an Anchorage."

"Do you want transport aircraft? We have a C-130J of an entire fleet."

"Do you want the V-22 Osprey tilt rotorcraft? We have a lot of them, too."

Looking at the enthusiastic arms salesman, Zhou Qingfeng turned his head and glanced at Raymond beside him, who looked embarrassed. The situation in front of him was completely opposite to their previous estimates.

Since Zhou Qingfeng decided to meet General Fedro of the "San Diego Military Alliance", he simply played the sign of the "Aurora Legion" to contact the other party for radio contact. After obtaining the most basic trust and permission, he took a dozen arms trade groups and landed on a small plane at the Liward Military Airport in Guantanamo.

Now the "Aurora Legion" with a certain mystery is very famous. When Zhou Qingfeng led his team to the name of commercial demand, General Fedro even went to the airport to greet him in person and took the initiative to take him to visit the entire Guantanamo military base.

For Americans, the end of the world is a huge disaster, but for some Cubans, the end of the world is simply a carnival. When the US troops at Guantanamo military base disappeared, the Cubans around the base immediately flocked in and occupied this overseas territory that was run by the Americans for more than 100 years. The perfect living facilities in the base made the Cubans excited!

PS: The Americans got Guantanamo from Cubans more than a hundred years ago as an overseas territory. The US military's Guantanamo military base is inside Cuba. Outside the base are a large group of Cubans.

Guantanamo is known as the "Pearl of the Andres Islands". When Zhou Qingfeng came to this deep-water port, he found that the situation in front of him was exactly the same as Raymond introduced. More than 8,000 US troops at the base disappeared, but the US troops left a large amount of military supplies in the base.

In fact, the "San Diego Military Alliance" is now one of the two strongest forces in Cuba, and its strength is comparable to the "Cuba National Liberation Front" that occupies the north. There are endless people coming to Guantanamo to buy arms, all of which are warlords emerging from all over the Caribbean.

"We are all very interested in your arms, but I want to know how you transport us?" Zhou Qingfeng would not say that he was actually coming out of nothing. He originally wanted to use a tank as a guise to make a fortune.

In fact, Zhou Qingfeng knew very well that the "San Diego Military Alliance" is not without difficulties at the moment. Dock landing ships, transport aircraft, rotorcraft, and these are all technical weapons. Without professional and technical personnel and strong logistics, they can't play at all and can only stop at ports and airports to be scrap iron.

Others who came to buy arms were targeted by light weapons such as guns, ammunition and other light weapons in the military base, and they could not be transported even if they bought large items.

"Transport?" The Cubans who were discussing with Zhou Qingfeng were stunned. "Sorry, we just need to sell. You, as buyers, need to be responsible for transportation."

Zhou Qingfeng frowned, "You are not responsible for transportation, how can we get the goods?"

"Then we don't care. You transport the supplies we need, and then you transport the arms you bought by yourself." The Cubans in the negotiations almost wrote a line on their faces, "We have no transportation capacity, and we don't have three guarantees of service."

There were other warlord representatives who came to buy arms together. They often came from places like Haiti, Jamaica, even Mexico, Venezuela, and Colombia. The entire negotiation site was like selling vegetables in the vegetable market, and a group of people gathered around and chattered endlessly.

It was discovered that Zhou Qingfeng obviously did not understand the current arms trading method, and everyone around him was laughing and laughing.

"You 'Aurora Legion' still want others to transport you, don't dream."

"How much precious fuel does transportation consume? This is something more valuable than arms."

"I think you should buy some light weapons and transport them away by sailing boats. We are now sailing on the sea. Oh..., I forgot that you have a nuclear-powered Aurora, but even if you have the Aurora, it's useless. Now the Bahamas waters are controlled by the Cuban National Liberation Front. You can fly over, but your ship cannot fly over."

There was a loud noise in the room where the negotiations were held, and a group of ugly South American arms brokers were laughing freely, with a sarcastic expression full of mockery. Even the Cubans who were originally engaged with Zhou Qingfeng were happy, feeling that Mr. Victor Hugo, of the "Aurora Legion" in front of him, was quite famous, but that was not the case.

Zhou Qingfeng also cursed in his heart: I came here to open up the route for the personnel and equipment of the rescue of the "Kennedy" and also to create conditions for the departure of the "Kennedy" in the future. But you don't care about anything and can't help with anything. Wouldn't I come here for nothing? As for your arms, I really don't like it!

Seeing that Zhou Qingfeng was not talking, the people who were negotiating the deal didn't pay attention to him after a while. The Cubans, who were originally extremely enthusiastic about him, became cold and turned to serve others.

The so-called master was worried about the humiliation of the minister. Seeing that Zhou Qingfeng was ignored, Raymond was also quite embarrassed. He apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry, Mr. Hugo. This was my major mistake. I didn't expect the situation to be like this. Let's leave here first. These Cubans are not called friendly."

After finally coming here, Zhou Qingfeng was extremely unwilling to accept it. He was thinking about how to open up the situation, but there was a sudden commotion in the reception room during the negotiations, and everyone present stood up and greeted the door.

"Mrs. Federro. It's a great honor to see you."

"Madam General, you are a little more beautiful than yesterday, and Venus cannot compare to your beauty."

"Dear madam, these are some skin care products I have got from the United States. I believe it will definitely add a little more bright color to your appearance."

In the words of everyone's flattery, Zhou Qingfeng saw a tall and plump woman. The Latin American race is a mixed race of Spanish, Indian and black people. Combined with the characteristics of multiple races, it created a very unique scenery for South American women.

When you arrive in Latin America, you will find that most of the women here are bulging in front and tilted back, and the chest and buttocks are as swollen as blowing a balloon. The woman in front of you has brought this characteristic to the extreme.

This woman was wearing a black veil-covered hat and a low-cut long skirt. She couldn't see clearly on her face and couldn't tell her chest, but her two giant buttocks, giant buttocks were so eye-catching. Zhou Qingfeng saw a woman's buttocks so big!

"Stay away from me, idiots." Faced with the flattery of everyone, the black veil woman was extremely cold. She even waved her hand to push away the people who gave her cosmetics to please her, "You trash, I feel disgusted every time I see you."

The entire living room immediately became deserted. All men dared not speak out, but continued to laugh silently. The woman in black veil sighed and said, "I just want to ask now, who can get food for our alliance? The one who can get food is my VIP. If you can't get food, get out!"

Everyone looked at each other again, silently. The woman in black veil glanced at everyone, and after waiting for more than ten seconds, no one could answer. She snorted angrily and said to her subordinates: "Take all this garbage away, we don't need them."

The guard rushed in and immediately wanted to capture the one in the living room. Everyone shouted loudly, showing their own forces, intending to continue to stay for arms purchases. However, the black veil woman ignored her completely and turned around and was about to leave the living room.

At this time, a voice sounded from the corner and asked, "How much food do you need?"

The woman immediately turned around, her sharp gaze shone through the black veil, forcing everyone in the living room to make way. She saw a person in the corner and asked again: "How much food do you need?"

“The more, the better.”

"What can you pay for?"

"You can do anything."

"Hahaha..., others have big breasts and no brains. I think you have big buttocks and no brains. What you say is nonsense, which means you haven't said anything."
Chapter completed!