A ten-ton passenger and cargo ship was docked at the dock in Matanzas. The strong butcher walked out of the cabin and saw Zhou Qingfeng greeting him. He quickly spread his arms and hugged him with laughter.

"Ah, Victor, you little brat. I haven't seen you for two months, and you actually ran to Cuba to make trouble. Do you know how people are discussing you privately now? They say you foresaw the disaster of nuclear bombs and was an angel sent by God to save the world. But some people are proclaiming that you are a demon from hell and attempt to rule the world."

The butcher still had a big mouth like before and dared to say anything. Others never talked about these things in front of Zhou Qingfeng. After the hug, Zhou Qingfeng smiled and said, "Then do you think I am an angel or a devil?"

"Me?" the butcher shook his head. "I just threw the guy behind my back to the sea and told everyone that talent like me is called a demon. If you want to explain anything, go and explain it to others. I just know that I am still alive and the others don't care at all."

"Hahaha..." Zhou Qingfeng knew that none of his companions were fools. He was too accurate in the timing of the nuclear bomb washing floor, which was astonishing. The reason why no one came to question it now is probably waiting for him to explain it himself. "Thank you, Nikola. I'm very happy that you can come to help me. This ghost place is really terrible."

"Oh no? I think it's pretty good." The butcher took a sip of cold air, "It makes me feel like I'm in Moscow."

For the Russian bear who lives in the ice age for six months a year, the low temperature of several degrees below zero is nothing. People ordered them to live as usual at 20 or 30 degrees. Zhou Qingfeng took the butcher into the city of Matanzas and introduced the current situation.

"Yesterday, an army came to Havana, with about 300 people. After being hit, 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, with a number of tens of thousands. Although the organization is not high, it is not easy to take it. I want to take one to two months to deal with this group of people, so we have to be prepared." Zhou Qingfeng said.

The butcher continued, "I'm here to help you. I brought five hundred security police officers. Although the training is not very sufficient, I can at least obey your command. Five thousand tons of food are enough for you to win people's hearts in the early stages.

There are also five twenty horsepower pot-cam steam engines, which are specially recommended by Dr. Rezzo, who serves as our industrial director, who has made ten units using personnel and equipment from Florida. This thing can be used to burn firewood and coal, and although the technology is backward, it is very practical."

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

Zhou Qingfeng continued: "Since Nassau can make pots and camels, I will organize people to dig coal. The coal mine is ready-made, and there are too many laborers that are about to starve to death, and production will be resumed soon. I can even supply Nassau coal in reverse."

"If you can supply coal, it's better to hurry up." The butcher's expression suddenly became serious. "The riot occurred in Nassau last night, and the desperate natives hit our camp. Katerina executed more than 200 people afterwards. Minsk was willing to come to help you, but he couldn't come now."

Zhou Qingfeng's face immediately became cold, "I will arrange manpower to focus on digging coal to ensure that there will be no chaos in our nest. However, if you want to dig coal, you must find a way to prevent the enemy's attack and harassment."

"Can't you knock out this enemy in advance?" asked the butcher.

Zhou Qingfeng shook his head, "Those bastards immediately retreated to defend after the attack was blocked last night. They were still laying mines on the road and set up a large number of sentries. I was going to hit the opponent for a night attack last night, but almost blown up my feet. All I can do now is to forbid the opponent from getting close. If they want to defeat them, they must have some firepower."

Zhou Qingfeng's advance team was not large in number, and he only brought some individual weapons. The "Jaberfin" anti-tank missile was the largest heavy firepower he had. But this firepower was far from enough. He could only slowly accumulate power and wait for the arrival of subsequent assistance.

When Zhou Qingfeng was thinking about how to plan, his soldiers were fighting against the enemy. Because the opponent obviously had weapons such as mortars, in order to avoid being smashed by shells, he ordered the cordon to be pushed at least five kilometers outside the city.

As an opponent, General Dabin, who had served as a regular officer, did not make Zhou Qingfeng feel too comfortable. He led the team to get stuck at a distance of ten kilometers and did not walk, and also pushed the cordon five kilometers in front of the cordon. For this reason, the reconnaissance and guard forces of both sides began to strangle the battle.

Nieto has been helping Zhou Qingfeng once in the nuclear explosion at the New York "JFK" airport, and has joined the team in a confused manner, and has also followed the fleet across the ocean to Nassau. In the past two months, he has received rigorous military training.

What are the training results..., very bad.

Due to his poor military quality, Nieto was unable to become an elite regular army under Caterina. At most, he worked as a security army under Qi Guangrong. However, since he was a Mexican, 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 was Chief Richard, and this strange man took his ten-year-old son to the battlefield. Nieto was ordered to lead ten ordinary Cuban laborers to repair fortifications on the front line to build simple bunkers on the ground with wood.

The low temperature makes the ground freeze hard, and Nieto doesn't have many mechanical tools, so he can only let his Cubans burn on the ground and wait until the soil is soft before digging it open.

Several Cuban laborers were complaining in a low voice, not knowing what these people were saying. Nieto, who was a foreman with a gun, could only keep shouting "shut up" and "work" in Spanish.

Perhaps it was the fire or thick smoke that attracted the attention of the enemy. Half of the fortifications were repaired, a "swoosh" sound came from the air. Nieto, who had poor combat power but had experienced a lot, was considered half a veteran. He didn't care what it was, immediately shouted "Lying down" and lying on the ground.

A sixty-mm mortar shell fell on the construction site, and the soil raised hit Nieto's head and face. When he raised his head again, he found that two of the ten Cuban workers were lying in the dug fortifications, and the other eight were running back quickly.

At this moment, gunfire sounded on the battlefield. Nieto held his M3A1 submachine gun and shouted at Cuba Lauli: "Bastard, if you don't want to die, just lie down and don't run around."

No one paid attention to Nieto's shouting. He was surrounded by farmland and there was a large amount of sugarcane land a hundred meters away. When he saw a lot of sugarcane swaying and falling, he quickly aimed the submachine gun in his hand.

Several gunmen rushed out of the sugarcane field. As soon as these people emerged, they were caught in a rain of bullets. The cane was broken and exploded with a whizzing bullet. The people who rushed out quickly screamed and retreated.

The M3A1 is a century-old gun, but the old gun also has the benefits of an old gun, which is cheap and easy to use. When Nieto was busy changing the magazine, he felt his heart beating like a drum, his breath was disordered, and there was a fishy smell of rust on the corner of his mouth, which seemed to bite his lips.
Chapter completed!