After struggling all night, I still couldn't catch the sniper.
However, a total of eight people died on Zhou Qingfeng's side, including violin master Joseph Bell. Zhou Qingfeng had no way to bury him in front of a Broadway theater, so he could only dig a hole in a nearby park and bury him, along with
His violin.
This park has become a mass grave, and Zhou Qingfeng's search team alone buried thousands of corpses in it. In the end, there were more corpses than people, and they couldn't be buried at all, so they had to put them in body bags and bring them to the cemetery.
Just throw them away in the park. But now there aren't even enough body bags.
The butcher attended the old man's simple funeral, looked at the bulging earth bag, and said in a deep voice: "In the past, there were as many artists as dogs in Manhattan. But now, I'm afraid this is the last artist in Manhattan."
"There is no need for artists in the last days." Zhou Qingfeng dug a hole with his own hands and buried the old man. There was no tombstone or epitaph. At most, there was a violin to accompany the old man.
The only good news now is that Zhou Qingfeng did not expect that the Zetas gang would send snipers, and the Zetas gang did not expect that they would also be attacked at night. David Lawrence's operation last night was very successful. The Zetas
The gangster was beaten to a pulp by him.
But when David Lawrence came back before dawn, he found that the entire Canal Street was very quiet, almost like a ghost, without even a hint of life.
"Those gangs are really trying to regain their strength, and they're moving a lot of people over the Brooklyn Bridge, literally thousands and thousands. The whole bridge is almost packed.
The Zetas gang deceived those who came to defect, saying that they had taken control of the New York Federal Reserve Bank. As long as they participated in the battle, they could get one kilogram of gold. I heard them shouting on the loudspeaker that the only currency in circulation in the end of the world
It’s gold, and with gold you can sell everything.”
After David Lawrence came back, he told his companions what he had seen. However, the butcher seemed not very interested and asked in confusion: "Don't you want to know what I did last night? Did you hear the explosion? Did you hear it?"
Were there any screams? Did you see the fire shooting into the sky?"
The butcher has always been shy about David Lawrence, and muttered without giving any face: "After listening to your description, I only know that if the Zetas gang does not come to attack today, there will be a huge crowd of people coming to us tomorrow."
come over."
"Don't be so pessimistic, you don't even know what I did last night? I attacked the city hall where the Zetas gang is entrenched, and their organizational structure was messed up by me.
I don’t think the Zetas gang will launch another attack today or tomorrow. And when Minsk opens the underground passage tomorrow, we can enter the police headquarters and get those powerful equipment and we can happily evacuate." David Lawrence
Very confident about this.
"Arrogant, the enemy will not act according to your ideas." The butcher still refused to give face.
Seeing the disdainful expression on the butcher's face, David Lawrence could only change the subject and asked: "Where is Victor? Where is he?"
"We were also attacked last night, and the boy got angry. If you didn't see the gloomy look on his face, he felt like he was going to eat people. So he went to pick up his dog," the butcher said.
After a few confusing paragraphs, David Lawrence couldn't figure out what happened. But at this moment, Zhou Qingfeng was standing in the morning light, and the sun shone on his body covered with gunpowder smoke and blood stains. And in
In the distance, a large wolf dog running happily was approaching quickly and jumped in front of him.
The barking barking represents the joyful mood, and 'Dogrou' keeps wagging its tail and circling Zhou Qingfeng. This loyal dog has a deep sense of attachment to its owner.
"Silly dog, how have you been recently?" Zhou Qingfeng was extremely happy to see 'Dogrou'. He first carefully checked the integrity of all the parts on 'Dogrou', even looking at the hair that fell out.
A few hairs were really lost, and there were several bullet marks on 'Dogrou''s body, but none of them penetrated its armored body, but there were a few more holes in its fur. Fortunately, the rest of the body was intact, and
Works fine.
"When I get back, I have to settle the score with Lina Fox." Zhou Qingfeng felt sorry for the dog meat who lost a few hairs. "Silly dog, it's your turn next. I need you to bite someone annoying to death."
Sniper."
Zhou Qingfeng was really pissed off by the Zetas gang's sniper team. He attacked twice, both times causing heavy losses. This time he specifically used the radio to summon "Dog Meat" over, just to fight with his opponent.
.
At this moment, Los Zetas is also disgraced. Last night, he followed the advice of his subordinate Jos and used gold as a temptation to recruit a large number of people from Brooklyn. The effect was unexpectedly good, and tens of thousands of people got the news.
Then they came over from the Brooklyn Bridge.
There were really tens of thousands of people, a huge crowd, pouring across the bridge one after another and in front of the city hall. Los Zetas was both excited and scared, because so many people were completely beyond his control.
There were originally more than 300 backbones, but yesterday many of them were shoveled to death by Zhou Qingfeng.
How to organize and control so many people became a problem, because Los Zetas found that he could not provide for these people. As a result, when he had a headache, David Lawrence took advantage of the chaos and swaggered into the municipal government.
The hall launched an attack.
When Jos died, the only internal affairs talent under Los Zetas who had some management and coordination skills was finished. This obscene man in his forties was standing in the city hall square carrying out propaganda and agitation work, and was killed by David Lawrence.
He was shot in the head, followed by a huge commotion throughout the city hall, and half of it was burned black by a fire.
When Los Zetas was lucky enough to save his life, he realized that he was in trouble beyond imagination. Without Jos, his decrees could not be passed at all. How could he control the tens of thousands of poor people outside who wanted to get rich?
It became an impossible task.
In the original plot, without Zhou Qingfeng, a smelly and hard rock blocking the streets and causing trouble, the New York Republic was really established and on the right track of development. Los Zetas was free for three whole months.
, until the nuclear bomb wiped out the land, he was a powerful force entrenched in Manhattan, New York.
But now that the New York Republic has just emerged, it was disrupted by Zhou Qingfeng, and its power has never been able to develop properly. And now that the most useful internal affairs talent under Los Zetas is gone, the gang can no longer evolve into a local force.
Guzman walked into Los Zetas' office from outside and couldn't help but frown when he saw Jos's body lying on the ground. He walked up to his boss and asked in a deep voice: "Los, what should we do with the tens of thousands of people outside?"
manage?
We don’t have that many manpower to control them, and those guys started to act unruly. They were grabbing things everywhere, and our people didn’t even dare to stop them because there were so many of them.”
He was worried when the number of people was small, and even more worried now that the number of people was large. Los Zetas was filled with ambition and ambition at this moment and turned into a long sigh. In the end, he could only say viciously: "Order them to go to Guinea Block. Tell them where there are a lot of people."
They had food, beautiful women, and arranged accommodation, so they told them that the campsite we had arranged for them was right there.”
"Is it that simple?" Guzman looked confused.
"Yes, that's it." Los Zetas raised his head, with a fierce look in his eyes, and shouted with a ruthless face: "If you can't control it, just don't control it. I don't believe it. Tens of thousands of people rushed over, Victor