The chat with David Lawrence ended in a bad mood. The commander-in-chief of the New York area left the radio station angrily. After a while, Angie's weak voice came over from the radio waves, "Hi! Victor, how are you doing in South America?"

"I have become the great savior of the Bahamian people near the Caribbean Sea, just like your father's character." Chatting with the little girl is much more pleasant than chatting with the little girl's father. Zhou Qingfeng felt relaxed when he listened to Anji's crisp voice.

After just a few chats, Zhou Qingfeng still reminded Anji that she had to leave New York within a week, "bring a lot of supplies, bring your parents, bring enough armed direct descendants to sparsely populated places."

"Why did you say that last time you left New York?" Angie was puzzled.

Zhou Qingfeng could only sigh at this, "Anji, believe me, I won't hurt you."

An Ji was obviously puzzled, so the chat ended unhappily again. Zhou Qingfeng was also helpless about this result. In fact, he had already said too much. If he hadn't really like An Ji, he wouldn't have been lazy to give such reminders.

But when Zhou Qingfeng was about to turn off the radio, another voice contacted him, "Victor, you bastard, when will you go back to New York?"

When Zhou Qingfeng heard this voice, he was happy, "Hi, Rachel, are you okay?"

The wife's mother almost gritted her teeth and said, "I'm not good at all. The underwear you left on me makes me feel uncomfortable. She is tight and has almost no gaps, and she can't take it off."

"Uh..., how breathable is that set of underwear?" Zhou Qingfeng asked.

"Breathability? Not bad." Rachel replied silly, but she quickly said hatefully: "This is not a problem of breathability, but... a problem related to my personality. You must solve it for me immediately."

"I'm sorry, I can't do it."

"Can't you come back? The plane was fast. You destroyed Kennedy Airport, but we still have several airports here that can be used."

"But I really can't go back."

"What should I do? Wear this shameful underwear all my life? Do you know that my husband doesn't touch me now? I suspect he may have gone to find another woman recently."

"Maybe you can come and see me. Listen, leave New York within a week and don't get close to any big cities."

"You seem to be talking to my husband about this just now, but David obviously doesn't want to listen to your nonsense."

"But I'm not bullshit, I'm very serious."

Well, Zhou Qingfeng also likes his wife's mother, so he warned her again. Unfortunately, the effect was even worse. Rachel was only concerned about how to remove the set of chastity underwear, and she couldn't listen to other words at all.

The radio contact ended with "making self-inflicted". Zhou Qingfeng sighed that he had done everything he should do. If the Lawrence family really died in New York, he would have tried his best.

Just when Zhou Qingfeng was quite depressed, another uninvited guest came to the door - the "Cuba North American Strategic Committee", a name that sounded domineering. In fact, it was an organization founded by Cubans who now occupy Florida. This organization wanted to establish a country in Florida.

After occupying Nassau, Katerina officially began to discuss plans to acquire all the aviation aircraft, ships, pilots, ground crews, or various other manufacturing equipment and technicians in her hands. For this matter, even Raymond's management team was transferred to cooperate.

With a little bit of gain, Zhou Qingfeng allowed Katerina to negotiate with the other party. But the only requirement was to quickly evacuate Florida before the nuclear bomb was washed away.

But this acquisition was very difficult, and these Cubans were not stupid either. They also knew that these things in their hands were good things and could not be sold easily.

But this organization suddenly sent people to mediate the current conflict between the "Cuba National Liberation Front" and the "San Diego Military Alliance". Since the "Aurora Legion" has already gained a foothold in the Bahamas waters and is a quasi-ally ally with the "Alliance", Zhou Qingfeng is also included in the mediation scope.

Zhou Qingfeng was amused and crying about this. When the nuclear bomb was scrubbing the floor, places like Florida would definitely be attacked. The Cubans who occupied Florida were afraid that even one-tenth of them would not survive. Only relatively remote places like Nassau would be safer.

If it weren't for wanting to get some supplies from the other party that would be difficult to get in the future, Zhou Qingfeng would be too lazy to deal with these idiots from the "strategic committee". What are the dry bones in the tomb? These Cubans who dreamed of building a country were.

"Mr. Hugo, I hope that your Aurora Legion can immediately stop the conflict with the Liberation Front, otherwise we will have to forcefully intervene in the dispute between you." A guy named Jose ran to Guantanamo as a mediation representative and summoned personnel from many parties.

This gentleman was in his fifties and dark skin. He looked at the old-fashioned teaching director in the school and spoke rudely without any expression. He looked at Zhou Qingfeng with a sense of arrogance.

"What do you mean? Do you want a ceasefire? We have ceased." Zhou Qingfeng looked at Mr. Jose on the opposite side with a certain sarcastic expression. In his opinion, this mediation was a waste of time.

"We hope that the Aurora Legion can return the captured and captured equipment and personnel to General Santos," said Jose, who was in charge of mediation.

Old Santos also attended this boring mediation meeting. He was like an old dog with hair faded, hiding beside Jose, staring at Zhou Qingfeng, "You must also compensate me for my losses and carry out war compensation."

"I heard it right, the defeated party actually wants compensation?" Zhou Qingfeng smiled and looked at the idiot opposite him.

Even Mirta, who is on the 'Alliance' side, couldn't stand this kind of thing, and also rejected it on the spot: "This kind of provocative request is meaningless. If you really want to mediate, you should come up with some practical suggestions."

But Jose sneered: "The practical suggestion is that the entire Bahamas waters are now the strongest of our "committee" side. We must dominate the order here, and anyone who disobeys will be punished."

This strong threatening discourse appeared on the negotiating table, obviously to suppress people with power. But then again, the Cuban force that rushed to Florida is now fighting with "Incredible". It is really the strongest among the four parties in the negotiating table.

In terms of population, the "Aurora Legion" is the weakest; in terms of weapons and equipment, the "Alliance" side is the worst; in terms of morale, the "Liberation Front" is the most useless. In terms of population, equipment, and morale, the "Committee" side has the advantage.

It's only a few days since the nuclear bomb came, and Zhou Qingfeng didn't want to make any mistakes at the last moment. He immediately asked for an appointment and said he would think carefully. Then he ran to find Clooney of "Incredible". "The Cubans occupying Florida are too rampant. Do we want to underestimate each other?"

‘Incree’ is fighting a broken war with the Cubans who occupy Florida. Zhou Qingfeng’s request was made, and Clooney, who was the contact person, agreed with both hands and feet. “Mr. Hugo, you are really our ‘Incree’’ best friend. Tell me, what do you want to do, log in to Miami?”

Zhou Qingfeng said in his heart: I went to Miami for death. Now I wish I could get farther away from the mainland as possible. He carefully put forward his conditions and said: "How about we sell a batch of weapons to those Cubans?"
Chapter completed!